Douluo's starting support

"Brother Qing, I have recently encountered a bottleneck in my practice of Xuantian Kung."

As soon as he entered the house, Tang San told An Qing about his recent troubles, while An Qing said to Tang San with his hands behind his back like a little adult.

"Then tell me what the problem is and how many times you have said it. Don't answer so vaguely."

Tang San also replied quickly.

"Well, recently my internal energy has been blocked in the Ren and Du second meridians. It is obvious that I did not open up the Ren and Du second meridians, but it still caused such an effect."

An Qing thought for a while, then he pressed his baby-fat little hands on Tang San's back.

Tang San groaned, gritting his teeth and closing his eyes to endure the detection from An Qing.

An Qing soon found something wrong. Although Tang San's meridians were not as good as An Qing's, they wouldn't be damaged.

That's right, at this point, Tang San's meridians had a very small hole. It might not be a big problem in normal practice, but in the high-pressure environment of breaking through the realm, it would definitely cause a big problem.

Going crazy is the most basic operation.

An Qing also immediately started repairing the damage at this node. An Qing's soul power violently broke away from Tang San's soul power, just like a policeman setting up a cordon.

"Ha ha!"

Tang San immediately opened his mouth in pain, tears dripping from the corners of his eyes.

Tang San lost all his strength, and his whole body began to tremble as An Qing hugged his waist horizontally.

Tang San asked quite painfully.

"Brother Qing, why, why does it hurt so much?"

An Qing replied simply: "There is something wrong with your meridians. I have to use my soul power to repair it."

So Tang San stopped talking.

After explaining, An Qing used his soul power to repair Tang San's meridians without hesitation.

Tang San closed his mouth tightly, but his abdomen still made a strange sound.

This is the sound made by the meridians being repaired by the soul power.

Gollum!

Gollum!

But compared to the strange noises made by the two of them.

What is even more noteworthy are the other two people in this room!

Two peeping girls.

Because the structure of the bed is an upper bed and a lower table.

Ning Rongrong and Dongfang Huan hid on the bed and did not dare to speak.

The two of them shivered and hid in the bed, timidly listening to the strange sounds Tang San made as he repaired his meridians.

crackle.

Da da da.

Gra.

In the end, the time Dongfang Huan and Ning Rongrong endured the noise stopped at the moment when An Qing was setting Tang San's bones.

Ning Rongrong never thought that she would be so big-hearted as to fall asleep on this bed.

The same goes for the Eastern Ring.

When Anqing and the others came back, the sound of the door opening woke them up.

But by the time I came back from the Anqing Meeting, it was already too late.

The two of them were completely locked in the bed, unable to get out.

It was only a matter of time before he was discovered.

Just when both of them prayed that An Qing and Tang San wouldn't lie on the bed.

An Qing let go of Tang San's waist and abdomen.

thump.

The muffled sound of a body hitting the ground.

In response, Tang San lay on the ground, sweating and panting heavily. His eyes were blurred and he spoke to An Qing rather weakly.

"Thank you...senior for your guidance..."

Hearing this voice, Ning Rongrong and Dongfang Huan instantly thought of something not very good.

The two of them screamed inwardly.

"So what are you doing!!!"

Just because the two were intruders, they did not dare to make any move. Unfortunately, from the outside, the trembling quilt had exposed everything.

An Qing didn't care about Tang San's title, he said to Tang San angrily.

"Don't thank me yet, tell me how you got hurt."

Tang San got up from the ground, searching for the memories in his mind a little tiredly.

In the end, the memory of his injury was fixed on the fall in the cafeteria.

Tang San answered truthfully.

"Just today, I fell while preparing food in the cafeteria."

An Qing could not deny Tang San's answer, he criticized severely.

"How is it possible? Just a fall like this can damage the meridians? And you didn't take any protection when you fell?"

Tang San was immediately confused by An Qing. He recalled it again and found that he really didn't protect himself. He just subconsciously put his hands on the ground and fell upside down.

Tang San immediately hugged his head in annoyance, looking painful.

Anqing was also a little helpless.

"Okay, don't make such low-level mistakes again in the future, and start practicing." An Qing took a long breath and waved his hands, then took the futon and began to sit on it to practice.

Tang San also hurriedly followed An Qing to practice with a futon.

This dormitory became quiet again.

There were only two even breathing sounds left.

Ning Rongrong and Dongfang Huan didn't even dare to show off.

The two of them didn't make any move.

At this time, Anqing entered his own world of cultivation.

He was summarizing his gains today while practicing.

Thoughts shuttle between.

An Qing came to a pure white space.

This is a space imagined by Anqing himself relying on his powerful brainpower.

This space has attributes that all the outside world has. It is a spiritual world created by Anqing.

Including Anqing himself, everything in this world is indistinguishable from reality.

This is also the most important reason why Anqing can create exercises so easily.

It is one of Anqing's special skills.

An Qing came to his own exclusive space and began to summarize the gains of the day.

In reality, I am still practicing on my own.

Imagination and action are separated.

This is a manifestation of practicing the left-right fighting technique to the extreme.

An Qing imagined releasing his own perception in this pure white space.

It's very smooth in this illusory space, and the imaginary space around you is clear at a glance.

But Anqing showed a bitter look because of this.

"What's going on? The method is obviously correct, why can't I release my perception?"

An Qing has been unable to release his senses in the real world recently, which makes him feel quite wrong.

Under this blow and the time when his foundation was damaged in the past few days, Anqing said a little dejectedly.

"Unfortunate."

"......"

"......"

"......"

After a period of silence, An Qing suddenly became alert.

"Unlucky?"

Tang San also seemed to have damaged his meridians due to his fall, which was generally impossible to happen.

Putting this into perspective.

Something ominous is hindering Anqing's fortune.

naturally.

A black knife appeared in front of An Qing. It was the "Black Snake" blade that An Qing imagined and came from the auction house.

An Qing looked at this sharp blade with some horror.

"Why does this appear here?"

Anqing has never experienced such a weird situation, and it is now floating in front of Anqing.