Traveling to the Earth: My martial spirit is a hoe

I know Mr. Chen and Luo Ping'an well. It was this old man who saved his child a year ago. Although Luo Qiong's health has improved this year, he has not yet gone to the hospital for examination, so Luo Ping'an has not I know what my son's physical condition is now.

Seeing Mr. Chen checking his son's pulse at this moment, he was inevitably a little nervous, fearing that his son's health might still be a problem.

Ye Linxiang on the other side didn't know the reason, but at this moment he watched Mr. Chen carefully taking Luo Qiong's pulse.

After a while, Mr. Chen opened his eyes again, but the heat in his eyes turned into confusion again.

"Little brother, have you had any adventures this year?"

Last time, he discovered that the little guy who had been diagnosed with death a year ago had come back to life. At that time, he wanted to study it carefully, but because he needed urgent treatment for Mr. Ye, he had to give up.

Afterwards, he read through many classics to find out what the reason was, but he never found the answer.

Taking his pulse again at this moment, there was still no abnormality in Luo Qiong's body. Judging from the feeling of his pulse, he was healthier than last month.

This couldn't help but make him even more strange.

Not to mention that he was already dead, and then he used the forbidden technique to overdraw his body. Even if he survived, the harm caused by the forbidden technique could not be repaired in just one year!

After being puzzled for hundreds of times, Mr. Chen could only attribute it all to a chance encounter. As an old Chinese medicine practitioner, the more he knew, the more mysterious the world became.

Luo Qiong did not speak, but grabbed Mr. Chen's wrist with his backhand. Just when Mr. Chen was confused, he suddenly felt a heat in his arm, and then he felt a warm current flowing down his wrist. , the whole arm feels warm.

At this moment, his eyes widened and his mouth opened wide, but he couldn't say a word.

It wasn't until Luo Qiong let go of his wrist that Mr. Chen reacted, but his eyes when he looked at Luo Qiong completely changed.

"Qi, you just used Qi."

"Yes, it's just anger."

"Is your recovery related to Qi?"

"Um"

"No wonder, no wonder, I explained why it was a dead vein that came back to life. It turned out to be Qi!"

Mr. Chen seemed to have solved the mystery in his heart and was as happy as a child.

"Grandpa Chen, what are you talking about?"

Ye Linxiang on the side finally couldn't help it and asked. The behavior of the two people just now made him really unpredictable, but he could clearly see the surprise on Mr. Chen's face.

When asked by Ye Linxiang, Mr. Chen also reacted.

"Little brother, please don't show me outside. I'm just too excited."

"It's okay, Mr. Chen, you can just call me Luo Qiong from now on. It's a bit strange to call me little brother all the time."

"Haha, okay. Then I will call you Luo Qiong from now on. I don't know where you got this anger from."

Luo Qiong glanced at Mr. Chen, then at Luo Ping'an, and then came up with a speech he had already thought of.

The last time Mr. Chen discovered that his pulse was abnormal, Luo Qiong had been thinking about how to explain it. Moreover, it is impossible to hide the vegetables at home for a while, but it is impossible to hide them for a lifetime. In addition, as my cultivation level improves, there will definitely be more and more unreasonable things in the future.

So you must think of a reason, otherwise it will be very troublesome to explain later.

"Dad, do you still remember the Taoist priest who came to our house and loved coriander when I was a kid?"

"That's the Taoist priest who told our family's fortune that a noble man would be born."

"Yes, that's him. You kept him at home for one night, but the next day he stole our chickens."

"You mentioned that stinky Taoist priest, of course I remember it."

"That night, after you guys went to bed, the Taoist priest came to my room and told me that I had the qualifications to practice. Finally, he taught me a set of Qi refining methods. Now I practice according to that set of methods every morning when I go out."

"Qi refining method?"

"Yes, actually I wasn't sick last year, but because I had reached a bottleneck in my Qi training and needed to accumulate strength to break through."

"Turtle breath? No wonder I saw that you were completely lifeless, as if you had a dead vein."

Mr. Chen on the side seemed to have found the answer when he heard the word "guixi'er".

"So have you mastered this?"

"Yes!"

As he spoke, Luo Qiong stretched out his hand and pushed the teacup on his original seat. The teacup actually moved more than ten centimeters out of thin air.

This scene immediately made everyone in the house widen their eyes.

"Does Qi really exist?"

Ye Linxiang on the side looked at everything in front of him in surprise, then turned to look at Mr. Chen.

"Yes, I have read it in the classics, and I have also seen people who can use Qi. The three great Chinese medicine masters in China, Guizhen Liu He, Miao Yi Sun Cheng, and Hua Fengluan, the president of the Chinese Medical Association, are all great doctors who can use Qi. .”

After speaking, he looked at Luo Qiong with envy on his face.

"You also know the art of Qihuang, right?"

"I just read a few medical books."

"No apprenticeship?"

"no"

Chen Lao's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Little brother, are you interested in learning medical skills from me?"

As soon as these words came out, Ye Linxiang immediately lost his composure.

"Uncle Chen, how can you be so unfavorable to one another! I came to Lingnan County from Kyoto to study medicine with you. You refused to accept me as your disciple no matter what. You just met this little brother a few times and you thought Accept him as your apprentice!"

"Linxiang, accepting a disciple depends on fate. The fate between you and me as master and disciple has not come yet!"

"Hmph, you are deceiving me with your words. I, Ye Linxiang, will never give up until I achieve my goal."

Obviously, Mr. Chen knew this girl's temper a long time ago and didn't answer the phone at all. Instead, he looked at Luo Qiong expectantly.

"this......"

Luo Qiong was quite excited to learn medical skills from such an old Chinese medicine practitioner. During his year off from school, he read a lot of medical books.

Through these medical books, he learned about the existence of tendons, and after combining these tendons with the practice of controlling strength, he found that they were of great benefit to practice.

In the memory of the original owner, there are also many fairy tales. In the opinion of the original owner, these legends may be just legends, but Luo Qiong does not think so.

To this end, he consulted a large number of Taoist classics and finally concluded that there should have been a complete cultivation system on earth, but it disappeared for some unknown reason.

In his opinion, traditional Chinese medicine may be the basic theory of the Chinese cultivation system. The meridians, organs, five elements, etc. must be closely related to cultivation.

He even had a feeling that if he could understand the mysteries of this or find a relevant training book, he would not only be able to break through the bottleneck in front of him, but he might also be able to reach an unprecedented height.

"Erwazi, agree quickly!"

Luo Ping'an on the side was a little anxious when he saw Luo Qiong's delay in responding. He knew that Dr. Chen was a well-known miracle doctor. If Luo Qiong could get his true biography, he would have an iron rice bowl for the rest of his life. So when he saw that his son was still hesitating, he immediately reminded him.

"Master, come again. Please bow to me as a disciple."

After thinking secretly for a while, Luo Qiong knelt down and kowtowed three times to Mr. Chen, then picked up a cup of tea and handed it to him respectfully.

"Haha, good, good, good!"

When Mr. Chen saw this, his beard stood up with joy. After taking Luo Qiong's tea, he drank it in one gulp.

Then he reached out to help Luo Qiong, patted his shoulder, and looked at Luo Qiong with bright eyes, as if he was seeing a piece of fine jade.