"Okay." Zhao Xier quickly agreed.

I was overjoyed and finally got the recognition of the teacher. The practice of the past ten days and nights is worth it!

Zhao Qingyang gently adjusted the spiritual energy in his body, and there was nothing serious. He just forced the condensation of spiritual blood, just like a forced action to the origin... Finally, there will be damage, but it will be repaired, and it will be faster.

The efforts are still rewarded. He felt that Zhao Xier was not the kind of person who knew how to be kind but did not seek to repay. The two got along well together, not just teachers and students, but also a kind of friendship. The loneliness of one person has brought about the mutual dependence between two people.

They are all people who have no relatives in this world.

Since it is a sword with spiritual blood, it is much more flexible. The formation of a sword spirit cannot be cultivated day and night. It requires slowly cultivating tacit understanding. After that, consider whether there is any type of sword spirit.

In ancient times, people mostly subdued monsters. After killing them, they made swords with their souls. Their wildness almost suppressed the spirituality of the spirit sword. Later, people focused on spiritual beasts and even divine beasts.

Until the top sword-casting master combined with the sword and created the top divine sword, the latecomers followed suit and became an excellent way to forge sword spirits.

Finally, the sword spirits are mostly people, or spiritual beasts, so that their own divine nature can be given to the sword.

Take your time, Zhao Qingyang doesn't expect to shape his spiritual blood into a standard sword spirit in one day, but the future is just promising.

In the afternoon, Zhao Dongqiu arrived again, and this time, he came with sincerity.

Zhao Qingyang sat steadily, Zhao Xier stood aside, holding the long sword, but Zhao Qingyang did not have the slightest awareness of turning against the enemy.

I didn’t tell anyone about my apprenticeship in private, but others might not care.

"I don't know the surname of sir?"

"Zhao."

"That's the same origin as my Zhao family. Five hundred years ago, maybe it was a family."

Zhao Qingyang did not refute, but just smiled faintly.

God was a family five hundred years ago, and maybe I had met your ancestors 100,000 years ago, but I couldn't say this yet, it just flashed through my mind. After all, I still need shame.

Zhao Qingyang looked at Zhao Dongqiu, "Do you have something to ask for?"

Zhao Qingyang was not that polite, but Zhao Dongqiu didn't look at all impatient. After all, it was difficult for people with ability to communicate, and this time, there was something to ask for.

"I wonder if sir can detoxify?" Zhao Dongqiu carefully considered the words and said. "That's right. There was a person who was very important to our family. Now he is seriously toxic. Can sir help? Of course, the price is definitely easy to negotiate."

What I said is also ambiguous. It was very important to the family before, but now I am extremely poisonous. What is the logic?

"The price doesn't matter. Let's talk about what poison it is first?" Zhao Qingyang smiled with interest.

"Sir, have you ever heard of Yunwu Mountain?" Zhao Dongqiu looked solemn, and even his voice was trembling. Obviously, the solemnity of this matter was not as calm as he seemed.

"Of course I have heard of it. Why, could it be that I could still be defeated by Tiansha Zhenliu?" Zhao Qingyang just said casually, but unexpectedly, this person nodded heavily.

Zhao Qingyang touched his chin, but it wasn't that he was a little embarrassed, but that things really became interesting, because the Tiansha Zhenliu was not in this Fengzhou, nor even on this continent. The so-called Yunwu Mountain was also in the center of the continent, and it was impossible to deal with it. If someone hadn't brought the poison in, Zhao Qingyang wouldn't believe it, but who is worth doing this?

"I can't get rid of it, please go back." Zhao Qingyang shook his head and said. "In addition, who told you that Tiansha Zhenliu is poisonous?"

"this......"

Tiansha Zhenliu is not poison, so what can it be?

Zhao Qingyang didn't say much. Such things were probably all the sins committed by the Zhao family themselves, and they were revengeful.

What does it have to do with him if he is poisoned? If he gets into trouble with the person behind him, he still needs to work hard to solve it. He has confidence in his medical skills, but it does not mean that he wants to be used as a gun.

At present, these things are nothing to do with him. There is no need to go through this mixed water. It can be cured, but I really may not be able to appreciate the reward you give me.

"Okay, thank you sir. Please keep this matter confidential." Zhao Dongqiu said sincerely.

Zhao Qingyang naturally nodded. The business was unsuccessful, and the third-grade spiritual medicine I sent before was also taken by others.

Then, Zhao Dongqiu looked at Zhao Xier, looked unstable, sighed lightly, shook his head, and prepared to leave.

Zhao Xier frowned, looked at Zhao Dongqiu, and then looked at the teacher, wanting to ask something, but she swallowed the words back. She naturally knew that the teacher didn't like these trivial things.

Zhao Qingyang found it a little funny. The girl was sensible and smart. With just one look, she knew that this person was related to her.

When Zhao Dongqiu walked outside the door, Zhao Qingyang finally changed his mind.

"You bring people tomorrow, I'll see."

Then he spoke, making Zhao Dongqiu happy, "Thank you, sir."

"I don't guarantee that I can be optimistic. In addition, those who believe me will come, and those who don't believe me will not need to send it." Zhao Qingyang waved his hand, and it was boring, so he took a look.

This is not a difficult thing. There is nothing difficult in this world. Sword cultivator moves forward and is hard without desire. There is nothing that can be stopped.

After Zhao Dongxiang left with great gratitude, Zhao Qingyang waved his hand, "If you have any questions, just ask. After asking, hurry up and practice swordsmanship."

Zhao Xier smiled, and sure enough, nothing could escape the teacher's eyes. "What the fourth uncle said just now, that person should be related to me, right?"

"I have to ask your fourth uncle, how can I know if it is related?" Zhao Qingyang said half-jokingly, "I am a treatment person, not a fortune teller."

Seeing that they are so serious, Zhao Qingyang estimated that it should be Zhao Xier's old father, but it wasn't it that he disappeared? If he was still there, it would be meaningful. The Zhao family is not very big, but things are in chaos. I really don't know how it will end in the end.
Chapter completed!