"I object" Xue Chunming is soft on the outside and strong on the inside. She also understands her physical condition. Based on her understanding of Sheng Dengfeng, if she really agrees to this marriage, she will be able to live alone in a hundred years.

"Good boy, don't let yourself be wronged." Mr. Sheng seemed to have known that Xue Chunming would make a mistake, but instead confirmed the candidate for this granddaughter-in-law.

"Don't listen to your father in everything. He said you can't be cured. Is it really impossible?" Mr. Sheng was so angry that he was arrogant: "Old Xue, tell me, does Chunming still have to be cured?"

"There is" Xue Tiannan's confidence from nowhere: "If it were just me, I would only be three points. But now there are Xuanqing and Qing and Zhenren. If they take action together, I would be nine points."

"Isn't that enough?" Mr. Sheng looked at Xue Qidong: "Since you have sentenced Chunming to death, it's better to let Lao Xue try it. We often say that existence is reasonable. Since traditional Chinese medicine can be passed down for thousands of years, whether it is real science or pseudoscience, we must give him a chance to try it. Anyway, Chunming still has three months of life, so let's try it out. Will her grandfather always harm her?"

After comforting, Mr. Sheng suddenly realized and looked at Xue Tiannan and asked, "Did you come to the capital with the real person?" Seeing Xue Tiannan nodding, Mr. Sheng whispered to himself: "Yes, yes, his grandson broke his legs. If he didn't come, he would be surprised to leave some time for them to talk to each other first, and I will come to visit him in a few days.

During the practice of practicing, the dragon transformation is extremely powerful, and the growth period of medicines is required. The medicinal power contained in it is also another kind of spiritual energy. As Xuan Qi used the dragon transformation in the bathtub, the spiritual energy and the essence of plants and trees gathered. Then they all poured into Xuan Qi's body, and the plaster began to exert its medicinal power and drilled into the broken bones.

As the spiritual energy continues to gush, Xuan Qi's broken bones began to grow continuously. It originally took half a month to grow well. At the current growth rate, it may grow well in one week or five days.

His eyes closed and opened, and the process of cultivating Xuan Qi had made Xuan Qi get used to the rapid passing of time. After wiping away the water stains on his body, Xuan Qi changed his clothes and walked out, and then he saw his grandfather who was still regulating his breathing cross-legged. After these days, Xuan Qinghe was like a piece of Yudian farmland. Now when he encountered the spiritual energy here, he naturally had to be gentle.

Feeling the tremor of the phone on the table, Xuan Qi picked it up and walked directly outside the room. When he opened it, he saw a familiar name. After connecting it, he put it in his ear and heard Xia Xiaoyu's voice.

"Brother Xuan, Grandpa Xuan said he wanted to go to the capital. Have you arrived at your place?" The little girl's voice was nervous and shy. Through the microphone, Xuan Qi seemed to have seen Xia Xiaoyu's pretty face that was red like an apple.

"Grandpa is here and is practicing. When he practices, I'll ask him to call you." Xuan Qi was in a good mood and couldn't help but want to fight Xia Xiaoyu: "Have you been doing well recently? Do you miss me?"

"I think about it every day." The little girl's voice was filled with a strong attachment, and finally she mustered up the courage to ask, "Do you miss me?" As she said that, she seemed to remember the shy scene that made people shy a few days ago. The stacks of money were said to be a betrothal gift. The little girl's cheeks were red and bright.

"I miss you too." Xuan Qi told the truth. As a monk from the Xuanmen, if he didn't even dare to say the truth, then what else could he practice Xuan Xun or what Taoist practice said was to be clear about his thoughts and dare to love and hate. Xuan Qi continued: "Xiaoyu, you must study hard, and then be admitted to the Peking Qing Dynasty..."

The little girl who had already missed her crazy agreed immediately. Then she made an appointment with Xuan Qi to meet during the winter vacation, and then hung up the phone reluctantly.

Xuan Qi felt itchy on his nose. He reached out and grabbed it in the air. He actually grabbed something like spider silk. Just as he was about to crush it, he suddenly heard the old man say, "Don't crush it, don't crush it. This silk thread is called love thread. If someone has a true love for you, then such a silk thread will appear." As Lao Man explained, the whole line seemed to have life and disappeared directly into Xuan Qi's eyebrows.

"The dragon transformation is different from other techniques. You don't want your wisdom sword to cut love, but you want you to use thousands of love threads to weave a road to the sky, ride the waves, and ascend in the sun." The old man seemed to see through Xuan Qi's restraint: "Let go of your mind, love well, and enjoy life in this mundane world. Don't have so much burden. This is also a kind of practice."

Xuan Qi nodded slightly, looked at the vast sky, and felt that there were more and more causal reincarnations around him. Xuan Qi was also practicing in these causal and effect, and gradually searching for the path to heaven through the relationship between cause and effect.

The long breath resounded in his ears. Xuan Qinghe, who had closed his eyes, stood up. The already dry qi and blood were replenished. The dead energy wrapped in the lifeline was much less in an instant.

A trace of surprise flashed in Xuan Qinghe's eyes. Unexpectedly, Xuan Qi's magic was so sophisticated. The method of setting up the array alone was much better than him. Xuan Qinghe took a deep breath and felt the long-lost energy surge in his body. The lamp oil that was about to burn out seemed to have been replenished.

When he reached out to touch the jade pendant on his neck, a hint of surprise flashed in Xuan Qinghe's eyes. This jade seemed very unique and had the function of peaceful Taoist heart. Just as Xuan Qinghe let go, a divine light flashed in his eyes. He actually saw that the jade pendant was gradually dissolving the dead energy in his body, and then transforming into vitality.

"How strange, how strange," the monk was confident. Xuan Qing and he didn't believe it was dazzled, so he went to Xuan Qi directly: "This jade is weird. Is it a treasure of heaven and earth? A psychic thing?"

The Xuan family monks had a pair of poisonous eyes that were enough to distinguish between new jade and old jade. This piece of jade was obviously new and polished with special hands. This made Xuan Qinghe wonder if this thing was a magic weapon?

"It's not that magical." After being covered by the old chariot, the Soul-Requiem Jade seemed so inconspicuous, and Xuan Qi didn't dare to tell the truth. If he told his grandfather, this piece of jade was a treasure of heaven and earth, and it would be shocked by the entire Taoist world, Xuan Qinghe would not wear it.

"This is just a normal jade material. I can't see what it is, so I first wear it into a material." This is the art of speaking. We must pay attention to half truth and half falsehood, so that we can gain trust more easily.

Xuan Qinghe touched the material in his hand, and a trace of light flashed in his eyes. It seemed that this material was not simple, otherwise Xuan Qi would not lie. The old man and the old ghost. Xuan Qi's tricks could not be hidden from Xuan Qinghe.

Looking at the old man's thoughtful eyes, Xuan Qi knew that he saw the problem and couldn't help but smile and said, "Grandpa, can I still lie to you? You can wear this piece of material first, and pass it on to me when you don't want to wear it." Xuan Qi said as he deliberately gestured to look very strong: "I'm very powerful now too."

Xuan Qinghe nodded slightly, everything was silent. Xuan Qi and his grandfather sat on the ground in the hall. At the beginning, Xuan Qing and Xuan Qi talked endlessly to teach the world experience. Xuan Qinghe heard about the causes and consequences of Xuan Qi's injury this time. In his heart, the reason why Xuan Qi was injured was because he showed his sharpness, in other words, it was too high-profile.

That is why the troubles arise. The Xuanmen monks are concerned about being low-key when they travel around the world. After all, what they do is to change their fate against the will of heaven is jealous of God. No matter how high-profile it is, there will definitely be problems.

Xuan Qi expressed his objections. The way of cultivation is to follow the natural path. He cannot look back and lose his mind. It is inevitable to be low-key, but it also depends on the situation. Sometimes he has to be high-profile or unintentionally high-profile, which is helpless.

Hearing Xuan Qi say this, Xuan Qinghe was still afraid that Xuan Qi would suffer a loss, and he taught his own experience in the world with great effort. The key to the problem is that Xuan Qinghe has lived in southern Hunan for decades. Most of his so-called experience in the world were things before liberation and could not adapt to this society at all.

Xuan Qi also knew that his grandfather was doing his own good and couldn't bear to hurt his grandfather's heart, so he changed the topic and talked about his experiences and experiences in his practice. This time, Xuan Qi was talking endlessly, which made Xuan Qinghe dumbfounded. His grandson's talent was indeed extraordinary. He had such an understanding of Xiu Xuan. Xuan Qinghe actually had some vague insights. Some parts that could not be integrated were actually vaguely integrated.

For a moment, the two of them entered a strange state. When Xuan Qi was talking about his insights, he also obtained another confirmation from Xuan Qinghe. Xuan Qinghe was always able to use his rich experience and profound knowledge to fully explain Xuan Qi's perception like swallowing, allowing Xuan Qi to sublimate from his original superficial understanding to in-depth understanding.

Some people once said that cultivating Xuan is in the unspeakable state. Some realms are so mysterious that they can only be understood but not expressed in words. Now the grandfather and grandson have entered such a state. They are addicted for a while and have passed another day and night.

Xuan Qinghe also saw Xuan Qi's appetite, a meal of half a sheep, and a tortoise blood on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. If you eat this, your qi and blood will definitely be strong.

Originally, Xuan Qing and his concerns about Xuan Qi disappeared for a while. The two of them sat down and talked about it, as if they were in seclusion for a week. After seven days, the two of them made rapid progress in the mysterious method. Especially the true teachings of the Physical Division obtained by Xuan Qi, after a few days of argumentation with his grandfather, Xuan Qi integrated and understood the Physical Division within the Physical Division.

The vastness of metaphysics may be understood in one step. Some people only learn the basics after a lifetime. As long as they can integrate one into one, they can ascend in the daytime. Xuan Qi can only be regarded as a newcomer on the road of cultivation, and the road he has to take is still very long.

As he continued to breathe and swallowed the true energy, Xuan Qi's injury had already healed. On the seventh day, he removed the cast on his legs and moved his muscles and bones that had been itchy all over his body. He tried Xingyiquan in the yard, and the tiger was full of wind.
Chapter completed!