Saving the second male lead: Wouldn’t it be nice to kidnap her and have her as your wife?

Feng Qingyun searched for half a month near the small village mentioned in the news, and actually found the miracle doctor Duan Gu.

He took Feng Qingyun's pulse, looked at the poison prescription and the notes, nodded and shook his head.

"This method is indeed feasible, but it is very dangerous. And although the Fiery Sun is not a very difficult poison, the ingredients in it are really hard to find and are priceless."

Feng Qingyun lowered his head and thought.

At the same time, Qiu Jue finally got rid of the influence of the original owner and was lying in the bedroom with a big letter shape, playing with a jade ring with his fingers.

[Are you awake? How are you? Is your mind still sharp?] The system said sarcastically. During this period, he saw that the host was like a salted fish every day, practicing martial arts every day and then lying in the room. He had no real power, so he was just a mascot in the Resurrection Sect.

[…I finally recovered. I really thought I would be paralyzed like this from now on…] Qiu Jue was still in shock. The feeling of having his personality forcibly changed was really uncomfortable.

[Host, do you have any plans now? ]

[Well, let's do as you said before, get close to the second male lead and build a good relationship with him.]

[Hey, didn’t you say that all the problems have been solved? Are we going to let it go from now on?] The system said sarcastically.

[There is indeed no antidote for the Nishang poison, and the method you provided to hedge against the scorching sun has less than a 30% chance of success. I still have to find some foolproof method. But now I have to give priority to the Resurrection Sect.] Qiu Jue turned over, with a headache. [In the original plot, the original body killed the Great Elder before seizing the power of the Resurrection Sect. And I want to leave, so why don’t I just talk to the Great Elder?]

[Analysis: The success rate is 12%. You are the first one to take risks and die. ]

Qiu Jue felt uncomfortable lying down no matter how he turned over, so he simply sat up: [There is still plenty of time now, so I should improve my strength first and find a chance to get rid of the elder. Then I have to find the future apprentice who killed the male protagonist's family. ]

Qiu Jue did what he said and took out the martial arts technique left to him by his father. It had a similar but opposite name to that of the Soul-Returning Sect: Soul-Separation Force.

This method is dominated by Qi and blood, and can integrate the whole body's internal strength into the fists and legs, combined with the body movements, fists and feet in the content. When hitting the enemy, the Qi will flow into the opponent's body along the contact point, causing the mind to be shaken and the consciousness to be trance for a moment. The muscles and bones at the point of impact are broken, but the skin is intact.

It's defense-breaking damage.

This method has five levels. The first level is fists and feet, the second level is guiding qi and blood, the third level is cultivating internal strength, and the fourth level can enchant the qi onto weapons. When the fifth level is perfected, the qi can be released, both for attack and defense.

However, there is a very important requirement in this practice.

That is, the person who practices this skill must be a virgin. If one breaks the rules, he will stagnate and can no longer practice, and will have to change to other skills.

After Qiu Jue's father had cultivated to perfection, he began to do things in a revengeful way, and he was promiscuous. Then Qiu Jue was born, and he saved the mother and kept the son.

Qiu Jue didn't care about this. He didn't think he would betray Song Xing.

The first three levels had already been successful, and Qiu Jue now needed to study how to integrate the energy in his body into the weapon. He took out the free iron long sword from the system space and guided the energy to climb up.

But weapons are not part of the body, so it is difficult to integrate them into the body. This time, Qiu Jue could only barely guide the Qi out of his body for less than an inch in length, and then it dissipated.

The road ahead is long and arduous, Qiu Jue sighed. Fortunately, the original owner had helped him practice the first three levels, otherwise he really didn’t know when it would take.

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The Differentiation Building was built slightly earlier than the original timeline, with Ping'an City as its base. In less than five years, it had made a name for itself in the martial arts world.

The Differentiation Building has two functions, one is to hire people in the building, and the other is the bounty hall.

As long as you spend money and have a dedicated person assess the task rating and required realm level, you can hang a bounty sign in the building.

You can offer rewards for rare materials, herbs, purchase information, or even directly offer rewards for people's heads.

However, there are very few people who actually put up a sign for a life in the bounty area. Of course, if it is really a mission that requires a life, most people will choose to directly hire the killers in the Differentiation Building, but the cost is not low.

The killers in the building, apart from the hired gangsters, are the children recommended by others or trained by Feng Qingyun himself over the years, and they are not considered apprentices.

After Feng Qingyun got on track in the Differentiation Building, he posted a reward for the materials and information of the Lieyang Poison Recipe in the building.

Then he left the Fenyi Building, took a few collected herbal seeds, and returned to live in seclusion in the mountains.

Feng Qingyun is now twenty-three years old. Although he has lost his internal strength, his martial arts skills are still there. He still gets out of bed at dawn every day to practice some basic skills and swing his sword.

After that, I watered and weeded the small medicinal field and occasionally went into the mountains to hunt game. It could be considered an early retirement.

The lack of any martial arts skills in the past five years has made him somewhat forget about the troubles in the martial arts world, and it seems normal for him to have such a leisurely life.

Just when Feng Qingyun was living a fulfilling and sweet life, someone approached quietly.

When Qiu Jue hid his body among the leaves and leaped several meters away in one breath, and approached the small thatched hut, he saw Feng Qingyun carrying a wooden barrel to water the small medicinal field.

Plants have sprouted in the medicinal field and are swaying in the breeze.

There was enough water, Feng Qingyun took back the wooden barrel and inadvertently saw a figure outside the courtyard.

The man was dressed in black and shorts, with a tall stature and clear and deep facial features. He was standing there quietly, observing Feng Qingyun.

Feng Qingyun was startled, having completely failed to realize that someone had appeared. His whole body instantly tensed up, and he was ready to defend himself at any time.

But the man noticed that Feng Qingyun had already seen him, so he touched his nose and walked slowly towards Feng Qingyun with his long legs.

When I walked in, I realized that the person seemed familiar...

Feng Qingyun was a little surprised: "You are...the previous...Qiu Jue?"

"Well, long time no see." Qiu Jue took out a few things wrapped in paper from the bag beside him and handed them to Feng Qingyun, "I collected these, you should be able to use them."

Feng Qingyun unfolded it and saw that it seemed to contain some herbs that Lieyang needed.

"Thank you, you are such a weirdo." Feng Qingyun didn't ask Qiu Jue why he always knew where he was.

He motioned Qiu Jue to follow him, and after entering the thatched hut, he placed the processed and dried medicinal herbs in his hands properly.

Qiu Jue looked around and saw that the room was very simple. In addition to a thatched bed, there was only a table made of a tree stump. On the wall hung a set of bamboo hats and a sword.

Feng Qingyun casually gathered up the scattered items on the table, making a small space, and then poured a glass of water for Qiu Jue in a wooden cup.

"This is just a place to stay, it's very simple, please don't mind, Brother Qiu." Qiu Jue has an outstanding temperament, but sitting in this house that couldn't be simpler, there is a strange sense of incongruity that makes him stand out from the crowd.

At this time, Qiu Jue was sitting on the bed, and Feng Qingyun was leaning against the table. Feng Qingyun was very curious about Qiu Jue. He looked at Qiu Jue back and forth, and finally couldn't help but wanted to ask the question that had been lingering in his mind for the past few years: "So why did you poison me?"

Qiu Jue paused while drinking water, then put it down as if nothing had happened: "It's a long story."

"Let's make it short." Feng Qingyun saw that Qiu Jue wanted to avoid the topic, but since this matter endangered his life, he still had to ask clearly.

In fact, it was also because Qiu Jue had no hostility throughout the whole process, and even felt a little guilty, otherwise Feng Qingyun would not dare to ask.

Qiu Jue briefly explained: "The area you were in at the time was the territory of a certain force. I was on patrol at the time, so I could only follow the rules."

Hmm? What kind of power is there? Feng Qingyun has never heard of such a master in the deep mountains and old forests.