"Shhh, don't talk. You should guide Qi and return to the yuan quickly, and try to get through the eight channels of Qijing." Zixiao Pavilion master deep voice said.

Master Qianmian knew that his adoptive father wanted to open up his eight channels with strange medicine. As long as the eight meridians were unblocked, he would recover quickly and increase his skill at least twice. He was overjoyed.

He immediately closed his eyes, quietly entered into meditation, and used his work to guide the heat flow in the elixir field to impact the meridians in his body.

He felt that the effect of the heat flow was so powerful that everywhere he went, everything was suddenly blocked. Soon, the internal breathing of his body was converged into a torrential torrent, which was warm and comfortable to him.

He worked hard with all his heart, for fear of wasting the precious medicinal effect. He ran the torrent like internal breathing along the meridians of his body again and again. Every time, the torrent became stronger, which represented that his skill was deeper.

The whole mind of Qianmian was immersed in cultivation. He could not hear anything from the outside world. He didn't know how time passed. From night to dawn, from dawn to night.

I don't know how long, his body that gushing internal breathing finally subsided, he was all stored into the Dantian.

He only felt that his limbs were full of strength and vigor. He opened his eyes and his eyes were bright. He couldn't help but roar, which was like the roar of a dragon and a tiger, and spread far and far away.

"Young Lord, are you awake?" Several men in black ran in from the door and looked at him with surprise and joy.

"How well are you, little Lord?"

"It must be a blessing to see the young master's spirit like this!"

These people are all his subordinates and killers in Zixiao Pavilion. Seeing these familiar faces, he has mixed feelings in his heart.

He was always arrogant and indifferent to these people. At this time, he went through a cycle from birth to death and from death to life. Finally, he returned to the familiar place and met his familiar companions. His mood had changed greatly.

Even when he saw these people's concerned faces, he only felt kind, and his heart was filled with a faint gratitude.

"Well." He nodded. "I'm very good. I'm not only good at it, but also at least double my skill."

When he stepped out of bed, he felt that the Qi was flowing in his body, and his whole body seemed to be full of useful energy. With a little bit of luck, his internal power in the elixir field was abundant and extremely abundant, which was different from the situation before when he was empty and had no internal power at all.

At this time, he had a feeling of being in a dream, which was so unreal.

"Congratulations to the little Lord, congratulations to the little Lord!"

"Congratulations on your great progress

"He Xi Shao master's practice of the unique magic skill!"

People in black also looked happy and yelled.

The young master of thousand faces has always been cold as an iceberg. With a faint smile on his face, he kicks a foot on one's buttocks and rebukes him: "nonsense, what a peerless magic skill! Compared with the pavilion master, my little Kung Fu is just like the sun and the moon, and it's not worth carrying shoes for him. "

The man in black, who had been kicked, spat out his tongue and said with a smile: "the master of the pavilion is the best martial arts in the world. None of us knows, which one knows! But even if you can't compare with the cabinet leader, you can still be the second in the world. We have been walking outside for so long, and we haven't seen anything better than you. "

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