The Emperor Comes to the Heavens

Chapter 4: Silver Needle Acupoints
Half an hour later, the medicinal meal was out of the pot.

Qingxuan fished out the black-bone chicken and all kinds of medicinal materials and put them into the cloth bag, then ordered the servant girl of the Qin residence to follow him to Qin Shou's residence with the medicinal soup.

Walking on the road, Qingxuan sorted out the harvest of the week.

This week's penance has put a heavy burden on Qingxuan. After practicing every day, the whole arm seems to be not his own, swollen and sore.

But thinking of what he had gained, a smile appeared on Qingxuan Junyi's cheeks, everything was worth it.

Moreover, for some reason, after practicing the mental method for a night, the swelling and soreness of the arm miraculously recovered, and the strength even increased a lot.

Now he is probably not far away from the third level of Qi training.

Qingxuan couldn't figure out the reason even after thinking about it, so he had to attribute this situation to the mental method.

His strength was increasing day by day, and Qingxuan was also a little happy in his heart, but he didn't show it. He knew a truth, before he had absolute strength, blindly pretending to be coercive was just for death.

At the time when thoughts were overwhelming, Qingxuan had arrived at Qin Shou's residence.

After the guard saluted slightly, he opened the door. Qin Shou, who was on the bed, saw Qingxuan coming, his eyes were full of excitement, and he was finally about to start treatment after a week.

Although he had been waiting for this moment for several years, when this moment came, he was really excited.

Just ask which man does not want to regain his glory, the gold/gun will not fall!
Qingxuan sat on the bed, smiled and said: "Magistrate Qin, drink this bowl of medicinal soup first, and I will give you an acupuncture."

"Okay, I've heard from Divine Doctor Qingxuan, quickly bring over the medicinal soup."

"Yes, sir."

Qin Shou almost snatched the soup from the servant girl, blew it a few times, and drank a bowl of soup directly.

After drinking the medicinal soup, Qin Shou's fat face showed a sense of comfort, and said, "Master Qingxuan, I feel my abdomen is warm."

"This is the effect of the medicine."

"Doctor Qingxuan is indeed a miracle doctor."

At this moment, Qin Shou really admired Qingxuan's medical skills, a soup and medicine can be effective so quickly.

The doctor who treated him back then was not even qualified to carry his shoes.

With a slight smile, Qingxuan pulled out the silver needle that had been prepared long ago, and poured spiritual energy into the silver needle.

"Take off the socks, lie down, and expose the soles of your feet."

Qin Shou did as he did, took off his socks, lay on the bed with his belly upright, pulled the quilt to cover his lower body, and let Qingxuan do whatever he wanted.

Holding the silver needle in Qingxuan's hand, without hesitation, the needle pierced the palm of the latter's foot, Yongquan acupoint on the kidney meridian of Foot Shaoyin.

Qin Shou only felt itching in the soles of his feet, and a strange energy flowed from the soles of his feet, which made him feel extremely comfortable, and immediately felt that the treatment was about to begin.

But at this moment, Qingxuan pulled out the silver needle, and then stood up.

"Magistrate Qin, it's already healed. For the next five days, stimulate one acupoint every day. After a week of conditioning, you will be able to recover and realize your wish."

"This... is this all right?"

Qin Shou looked bewildered, he just had to get an injection, is he really that awesome?
Qingxuan nodded slightly, and said to himself: "That's right, if the county magistrate's condition doesn't improve after two weeks, Qingxuan will let him deal with it."

"Great doctor Qingxuan, don't be joking, I, someone from Qin, trusted you." Qin Shou waved his hand, pretending to believe in Qingxuan completely.

"Since this is the case, I still need to practice, so I won't bother County Magistrate Qin."

After finishing speaking, Qingxuan turned around and left, scoffing at Qin Shou's words, it's really a mature person who can't say polite words.

If he can't be cured after two weeks, he still doesn't know how to clean himself up.

Leaving the residence, Qingxuan came to the small pond as usual, stood under the willow tree and practiced drawing the sword like a machine, drawing the sword, returning it to its sheath...

Time slipped away quietly, and soon night fell, and the city of Huayin was brightly lit and quite lively.

At this time, Qingxuan endured the swelling and soreness of his arms, dragged his tired body back into the room, and immediately sat down cross-legged to practice his mind.

Spiritual energy flowed all over his body, and two hours later, in the dead of night, Qingxuan opened his eyes, shook his arms, and as expected had almost recovered.

Thinking of this, Qingxuan took out the spiritual ginseng in the storage space, but his sword eyebrows frowned.

Now he is very weak and cannot directly absorb the energy in the ginseng. He can only start refining the energy contained in the ginseng by eating the ginseng one bite at a time.

With a bitter smile, Qingxuan didn't care, just bit off a small piece and began to chew.

Although spiritual ginseng is a panacea, it doesn't taste very good, it is rather bitter. For him who is picky about his taste, it is definitely not a good experience.

While chewing the spiritual ginseng, Qingxuan was running his mental method, and suddenly, he felt a lot of energy flowing down his throat into the route of the mental method.

Qingxuan was overjoyed, spit out the residue of the ginseng, and opened his mouth to bite.

The bright moonlight penetrated through the gaps in the windows, and the tiny spots of light were reflected in the clean and tidy interior.

On the bed, the young man sat cross-legged, with his palms facing the sky, his eyes closed, and his breathing was gentle and powerful.

Qingxuan's chest moved slightly, but there was a wave of energy in his body washing his physical body under the operation of the mental method.

In the end, the energy merged into the physical body, like a river flowing into the sea without a single wave.

Time passed unknowingly during the practice, and at some point, the sound of cock crowing sounded outside the house, and warm sunlight entered the house through the window, illuminating the whole room.

On the bed, when the last sliver of energy in his body merged with himself, Qingxuan's sword eyebrows trembled, and his pitch-black eyes suddenly opened, the fierce look flashed away.

Compared with a week ago, Qingxuan's temperament has changed slightly.

If he was just a piece of scrap metal a week ago, now he already has the embryonic form of a sword.

Opening his lips lightly, he exhaled the turbid air in his mouth, Qingxuan blinked his eyes energetically, walked off the bed slowly, and stretched comfortably.

Feeling his own powerful power, he was a little fascinated. The sword guards in the Qin Mansion were nothing more than that, right?

"The energy of the spirit ginseng is a little bit less after all, but two Breitling plants participated in my hard work for a week, and I didn't expect to directly step into the fifth level of Qi training."

That's right, Qingxuan is already at the fifth level of Qi training.

In just one night, he had surpassed the guards of the Qin family. Given time, how difficult would it be to dominate the martial arts world?
Although cultivation is somewhat boring, after harvesting, Qingxuan feels that it is not the case.

Only by improving one's own strength can one be able to see higher and farther scenery. At this moment, he is still just a frog at the bottom of a well.

Unknowingly, the corner of Qingxuan's mouth curled into a smile.

"As expected of the top mental method, thanks to the subconscious improvement of my physical body, otherwise the speed of cultivation would not be so terrible."

After recovering, Qingxuan took a look at the residue on the soles of his feet, cleaned it a little, put it in a cloth bag and prepared to burn it when he went to the dining room.

After all, if the servant girl in the mansion sees it, it will be difficult to explain it if she speaks more.

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(End of this chapter)