The Second Immortal Road

　　 I practiced for a few days before, but there was no effect. Today, I only suffered a lot of physical pain, and unexpectedly broke through a small state. For Han Ming, it was really an unexpected joy.

　　 The unexpected breakthrough made Han Ming's confidence in his cultivation multiplied. He didn't have any pause, and he just continued to practice. He had to consolidate his cultivation level, otherwise the breakthrough cultivation level would finally fall back, and he would cry without tears.

　　 Ping'er saw that Han Ming closed his eyes, and she expected that the pain just now made him exhausted, so she didn't want to disturb him. Instead, she sat quietly and asked Han Ming to close his eyes and rest.

Ping'er looked at Han Ming, her eyes closed with some apologies. She felt that Han Ming became like this because she forgot to feed the medicine. Although Han Ming said she did not complain, she was still a little guilty and a little bit guilty. Little uneasy.

　　 Han Ming closed his eyes and didn't move. Ping'er could still sit and watch him at first, but when she was sitting, she felt tired and fell asleep on the small bed.

　　 About half an hour later, Han Ming had already opened up most of his meridians, but at this time he stopped practicing because he knew that the medicinal effect of Ma Fei San was about to pass.

Han Ming grumbled his eyes and looked around and saw that Ping'er was sleeping in front of the bed, her delicate nose was slightly wrinkled, and a long line of saliva hung from her small lips. He was a little speechless when he saw this scene. NS. The first impression he had of Ping'er was that she was a quiet lady, but she didn't expect her to be so nervous. If she didn't remember her, she might have forgotten to feed her medicine again.

　　 Han Ming just wanted to wake Ping'er, but not long ago, the fact that his practice broke through the second floor suddenly came to his mind. After a little thought, he silently swallowed what he wanted to say, and then closed his eyes solemnly.

　　Han Ming adjusted his spirit to a state of excitement, preparing to deal with the pain soon after Ma Fei San failed.

　　 Unexpectedly Han Ming's expectation, Ma Fei San failed completely after a while, the pain in his whole body began to worsen, his face began to turn red gradually, his eyes began to congestion, and his whole body began to tremble constantly.

　　Although the pain was still tingling and sore, it was much lighter than the previous one. Han Ming gritted his teeth fiercely, for fear of biting off his tongue accidentally.

　　 Han Ming tried his best to calm down, and began to run Wuming Shuo frantically. The cool gas in his body quickly circulated around the week, constantly dredging his meridians.

　　 I don’t know how long it took. Ping'er woke up from a deep sleep. She was still sleepy, but she was scared to wake up by Han Ming, who was sitting on the bed.

　　 "Ms. Sister is awake, sleeping soundly?" Han Ming smiled at the beautiful girl in front of him.

　　 In fact, Han Ming's heart is very speechless now. Originally, he was worried about waking up the girl when the pain struck, but later the girl's appearance overturned her image in Han Ming's heart. I don't know how the girl slept. She drooled, then grinds her teeth, and then talked in sleep. There was no sign of being awakened at all.

　　 "Ah! How can you sit up." Ping'er covered her little cherry mouth with her hands, as if she had seen something extremely incredible.

"It's not that the young lady slept very sweetly. I couldn't wake up, and Ma Fei San failed again. I was in pain all over, so I had to try to get up and take medicine by myself." Han Ming saw Ping'er's lovely appearance and couldn't bear it. I just made a joke when I lived.

　　 "Ah, ah, I forgot again, I'll feed you just now" Ping'er turned around hurriedly, smashing a small tea cup again in a rush.

　　 Han Ming couldn't help but smile when she looked at Ping'er. This Ping'er is really a wonderful girl, "Miss sister, I don't have any pain anymore." Han Ming said to Ping'er.

Ping'er was startled when she heard this, turned her head and looked at the teenager who was sitting on the bed smiling at her, then Ping'er asked in a daze and said to herself: "What's the matter? What happened? Didn't Hua Lao say to lie down for another day?"

　　 Han Ming smiled and said, "I don't know what's going on. I can get up after I sleep, and my body doesn't hurt too much!"

　　 Ping'er frowned, and then felt something was wrong, for fear of something wrong with Han Ming's body. She suddenly remembered that she had heard that people were half-dead before they died, and she was full of energy and felt no pain the next quarter of an hour.

　　 "Could it be that I forgot to feed him numbness, his condition deteriorated and he is about to die." Ping'er thought silently in her heart.

　　 Ping'er became more and more scared when she thought about it, until her face became pale, and two lines of tears couldn't help streaming down. She turned around and opened the carriage curtain and ran out of the carriage. She was full of thoughts to go and ask Mr. Hua. If it was time, she might be able to save the life of the dying boy.

　　 Seeing that Ping'er's face turned pale, Han Ming cried and got out of the car. Some monks Zhang Er couldn't help but feel confused. Could it be that he had said something wrong and frightened Ping'er! But after thinking about it, I didn’t find anything wrong! He couldn't help but wonder.

　　 sat in the carriage and wondered for a while, Han Ming shook his still aching head vigorously, and couldn't help but remember the situation when the meridians had just been opened up.

Most of the pain in his body came from a cold and obscure breath in the meridians. After he drove the cool air in his body to clear the breath, the pain in his body disappeared by more than 90%. It will be active.

　　 But his cool gas didn't increase much. After a while of thinking, Han Ming realized that the recent breakthrough was probably just an accident and had nothing to do with his own pain.

　　 Han Ming tried to sit up slowly after getting through the meridians. He peeked at Ping'er's cute appearance after falling asleep, treating it as a painful relaxation. But he never expected that after Ping'er woke up, he would be scared to cry by a few words for no reason, and ran away without looking back.

After Ping'er left, Han Ming originally planned to continue to meditate, but after thinking about it, he still wanted to get up and go for a walk. Once the meridians were opened, he felt hungry in his stomach. He wanted to go out to find something to eat. Secondly, he wanted to know more about his environment, otherwise it would be bad if he was sold into a black mine.

　　 Han Mingfang was about to stand up, only to unexpectedly find that some parts of his body were a little stiff. When he fixed his eyes, he found that a lot of very fine silver needles had been inserted into his body. Most of these silver needles only left the tail outside of the skin, which was not easy to detect with the naked eye, and he had been inconvenient to move, so he never found that there were many silver needles on his body.

　　 Han Ming frowned, thinking to himself that these fine needles are 80% of the masterpieces of the old man, because he has long heard that medical techniques are performed by acupuncture.

　　 Han Ming tried to slowly pull out one of the thin needles, but the needle seemed to be growing in the flesh. With a little effort, he was struck by the painful tooth.

　　 Han Ming felt that if he really wanted to pull out the needle, the skin around the needle would inevitably be torn off. Han Ming tried other needles again, and found that all the needles were like this, connected with flesh and blood.

　　 Han Ming tried again, but in the end he gave up the idea of ​​removing the needle, but he was not too worried. The needle was plugged in by Hua Lao, and Hua Lao should pull the needle!

In the end, Han Ming discarded the thought of going out. It’s really not easy to run around with many needles in his body. In case any silver needle moved and inserted into his internal organs, Then he has nowhere to cry.

　　 Seeing that Han Ming couldn't do anything, he simply started to practice again.

　　 I don’t know how long it took, Han Ming heard footsteps outside the carriage, he quickly collected the exercises, and the breath in the body gathered, pretending to be nothing, sitting quietly in the carriage.

　　Han Ming never thought of telling anyone the secret of his practice of Wuming Jue. Although he was young, he still knew the truth about guilt.

　　 The curtain of the carriage was opened, and Ping'er looked extremely anxious. She was afraid that the young man would die if he could not wait for Hua Lao's treatment.

　　, while Hua Lao seemed unhurried, he bowed his body and walked in slowly, his calmness and Ping'er's panic expression formed a sharp contrast.

　　 When Ping'er saw Han Ming still sitting leisurely on the small bed, she couldn't help but look dazed, and she froze where she was. She didn't know what to do. It was very similar to Han Ming's shyness when she recovered.

　　 Old Hua sat down unhurriedly, and slowly clasped Han Ming's wrists, his eyes closed slightly, and his head began to dangle like Wang Xiucai.

　　 "Weird, weird, how could it be all right? This poisonous emperor grass is really weird!" Older Hua gently retracted his hand and stroked the white beard on his chest.

　　 "Old Hua, I wonder if the kid's poison is completely eliminated?" Han Ming looked at Hua Lao with hope in his eyes.

"Your boy is in good health, and he recovered earlier than I expected. I will help you pull out the needle now." Older Hua smiled and looked at Han Ming, with affection in his eyes, as if he had seen an extremely beautiful piece. object.

　　 Old Hua squeezed Han Ming's wrist with his right hand, and then slowly closed his eyes. When Hua Lao held his wrist, Han Ming only felt that his whole body was warm and comfortable.

　　 An event that shocked Han Ming appeared. The fine needles all over his body moved on their own, as if there was an invisible hand on each fine needle before pulling it out!

　　 Hua Lao drank lightly, all the fine needles flew out of the body, Hua Lao waved gently, all the fine needles were caught in his palm.

　　 Han Ming and Ping'er were a little dumbfounded, and no one thought that Old Man Hua actually possessed almost magical skills.

　　 After receiving the needle, Hua Lao looked at Han Ming with a faint smile, with some weird expressions in his eyes, and then said with deep meaning: "Boy, old man, I saved your life. Do you want to repay me?"

Han Ming looked at Hua Lao with a somewhat unnatural expression. He recalled that his elder brother said that some men are as good as Long Yang and did not like women to like men. At first he didn’t believe it, but now seeing Hua Lao looks at him like seeing. When the pervert saw a beautiful woman, he couldn't help feeling nervous.

　　 If Hua Lao knew that Han Ming's little head was full of that kind of thought, I was afraid that he would vomit three liters of old blood immediately.

　　 "Hua Lao's kindness to save lives can't be repaid, if Han Ming will be Tengda in the future, he will surely repay him." Han Ming planned to confuse him first, and talk about the future things later, and leave after a big deal. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

　　 "Haha, how do you repay me? Let's talk about it later!" Hua Lao didn't seem to care much about Han Ming's answer, but he took a deep look at Han Ming and then turned and left.

　　 Old Hua also ordered Ping'er to prepare some food for Han Ming and take good care of Han Ming. He must be completely restored to normal before the convoy arrives at Qingrong Mansion.

　　 It's strange to say that after Han Ming's fine needles were pulled out, a hunger pang came like a tide, and his stomach groaned out of anger.

Ping'er was greatly relieved when she saw that Han Ming was okay, and when she heard Han Ming's stomach groaning, her nervous mood was completely relaxed, and she couldn't help but laughed, but she seemed to remember something, and she immediately turned around. Left the carriage.

When 　　 Ping'er came back, she carried a lot of snacks and fruits in her hand, and placed them gently in front of Han Ming.

　　 "Yes, my fateful little brother, thank you for not sue me." Ping'er smiled and touched Han Ming's head.

　　 Han Ming hasn't eaten normal food for a long time. In the desert, he has eaten all the edibles and seemingly edibles. The appetite for those things is really not very good. Now the food that Ping'er sent by Han Ming has not only never seen it before, but it is also very delicious. He almost swallowed it without chewing.

　　 Ping'er smiled uncontrollably when he saw Han Ming gorging himself, then poured a cup of tea and handed it to Han Ming, smiling: "Good brother, eat slowly, be careful of choking."

　　 Han Ming's appetite was really a bit big, and most of the food was eaten in a short while.

　　 Ping'er looked at the dwindling food on the plate, and then at Han Ming, who showed no signs of stopping. After she chuckled, she quietly got out of the carriage and went to prepare food again.

Soon after Ping'er left, a boy got in the carriage.