Chapter 50, if you lose something, you will get something

The morning glow in the sky is like blood, and the mist on the ground is like gauze.

In the morning, the breeze blew gently, bringing bursts of chills, which melted into the rising morning sun in an instant. The dew on the leaf shoots shines like crystal pearls under the sunlight.

A touch of the setting sun passed through the erratic curtains and cast figures in the room, such as copper coins, like gourds, like lotus flowers, like human faces. The array in the room is simple. There is a small bed near the wall in the north. In front of the bed is a small square table with several stools next to the table. In the south is a small bookcase close to the wall, occupying half of the wall. There is a window open to the east and west, which is obviously a study and bedroom room. The morning sun is penetrating through the east window and shining on **.

At this moment, ** is lying on a person, covered with a thick quilt, and only one head is exposed. His face is facing the window. Under the light, it can be seen that this is a little childish face. The face is square, the forehead is wide, the eyebrows are thick and the nose is straight, and the lips are thick and the jaw is round.

Such a good-looking person, except Long Fei, who fainted on the battlefield!

At this time, the sun was shining on his face, as if he felt the charm of the sun. Long Fei's eyes moved a few times, and his pupils seemed to roll under his eyelids. Finally, he opened slowly. As soon as he opened it, he immediately narrowed again, looked at the light coming in from the gap of the curtains, and then looked at the pine table. The stool, a tall but small pear wood bookcase, and the six-pillar shelf bed I was lying on, thought for a long time before finally remembering that I finally fainted on the battlefield.

Where is this? How many days have you been dizzy? Has the Black Wind Army retreated? Several questions jumped into Long Fei's mind and hurriedly moved his body. Fortunately, the body can still move. Except for the left shoulder being wrapped and a little painful, there is nothing wrong with the rest of the body, and it is not tied up. It seems that I should not have fallen into the hands of the Black Wind Army. After Liu Si was stabbed to death by himself, the remaining shrimps and fish should be able to cope with Gu Shichuan and Tongtou, so that they would not fall into the hands of the Black Wind Army. Since it is not in the hands of the Black Wind Army, it is in Guhu Town.

Since it is in Guhu Town, Long Fei is also relieved. He turned over and was ready to sit up. When he turned around, he found that there was still a person lying at his feet. Just now, he lay on his back** and glanced through the room, but did not find this person.

This is a girl wearing a narrow-sleeved cyan top and a floral skirt. She is sitting on a stool in front of the bed, but her upper body lies on the edge of the bed and her head is sleeping soundly on her hands. The girl's face can be seen from the side of Long Fei. This is a beautiful face, a little thick eyebrows, long eyelashes, a straight small nose, and a mouth that is a little cute. What makes Long Fei laugh is that at this time, something hung from the corner of the little girl's mouth and glittered in the sunlight.

Long Fei cracked her mouth and laughed silently. This woman looked a few years older than Long Fei, but when she saw her sleeping, she looked like she was only seven or eight years old and drooling.

Gently shrinking his feet, Long Fei pressed the bed with his hand and was ready to get up.

"Ah!" A gentle cry of pain sounded, but Long Fei inattentionally pressed the bed with his injured left hand, and he couldn't help shouting out in pain.

Maybe I heard Long Fei's painful voice. The girl's eyelashes trembled. When she opened her eyes and saw Long Fei, she hurriedly stood up, helped Long Fei, and shouted repeatedly, "Master Long, you are still injured. Don't move, don't move. I'll help you lie back **."

Long Fei shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter. My back hurts from sleeping. Let me get up and sit down!"

The girl had no choice but to help Long Fei up, as if coaxing the child, and said in a coquettish voice, "Then sit down, don't move, or the injury will heal slowly."

"Why am I here? What's this place?" Long Fei sat up with the support of the girl, leaned against the head of the bed, and was carefully given two pillows behind him.

When he sat up, Long Fei saw that his left shoulder was wrapped like a mallet, connected to his small arm, like a cooked chicken leg.

"This is the ancient mansion! It was the young master who sent you back. At that time, you were still unconscious. It was the young master who carried you into the study and asked me to come here to take care of you. The girl frowned and chatted, with an obvious stunned look in her eyes, as if Long Fei didn't know that the place where he slept was the ancient mansion, and he didn't know that it was a strange thing for Gu Shichuan to come back.

"Young master! "Big brother from ancient times?"

"Yes, yes, yes, the young master is Gu...Gu..." After a few times, it was finally difficult to say his young master's name directly, so he had to say, "The young master is the name. After he came back with you on his back, he said that the Black Wind Army had not retreated and went to the city again." The girl spoke quickly and crisply, as beautiful as a bamboo tube pouring beans.

"What's your sister's name?" Long Fei looked at the girl and had a strange feeling in her heart. Obviously, the girl was a few years older than herself, but if she only listened to him, she seemed to be a few years younger than Long Fei.

"Bah, pooh, what sister, the little maidservant's name is Xiaoqing. I heard from the young master that although Master Long is young, he killed many enemies and saved thousands of people in Guhu Town. He is a big man. Let the little maidservant serve him well. The little maidservant dares to be the sister of Mr. Long!" The girl's expression was delicate and acceptable. Although she was a subordinate, no one whispered. Obviously, she was usually favored by her master.

"You are older than me, that's my sister." Long Fei smiled and said, "Sister Xiaoqing, how long have I slept!" What Long Fei was most afraid of was the hypocritical intentional behavior and the person who always had a straight face. Seeing Xiaoqing's straightforwardness, Long Fei's heart also relaxed.

"Let me calculate." After hearing Long Fei's words, Xiaoqing raised her fingers, calculated carefully, and muttered a word. After a while, she said, "From yesterday evening to now, it should be two and a half hours."

Long Fei fainted, which made his heart small. He thought that after sleeping for a few days, the Black Wind Army War was over, but he didn't expect that after a long time, the girl calculated that it was only two and a half hours. Looking at the girl angrily and holding it with his right hand, Long Fei sat up straight and slid down from **.

Xiaoqing was shocked to see Long Fei coming down from **. He hurried forward and said repeatedly, "Don't move, don't move. You're not well. It's better to sit."

Long Fei smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Let me go down for a walk and move, and the injury will get better faster."

"Real?" The girl looked at Long Fei doubtfully, as if she was worried that Long Fei would lie to her. She blinked her eyes a few times before saying, "Okay, I'll help you up."

With the help of Xiaoqing, Long Fei slipped down from **, stood on the ground, took a deep breath, and then exhaled out. He tried to move his left hand, but a burst of pain came, which made Long Fei take a breath. He quickly held his left arm with his right hand and moved a few times in pain. After making sure that he did not hurt his muscles and bones, he was relieved. Put it down gently.

"Don't move, don't move, look, it touches the wound, does it hurt?" Xiaoqing saw Long Fei frowning and hurried up to help him gently, but he was afraid of touching Long Fei's wound. He just shouted anxiously. His little feet stamped several times, and his eyebrows frowned deeper than Long Fei. The little girl is straightforward and soft-hearted.

Long Fei cracked his mouth and smiled. At the urging of Xiaoqing, he returned to ** and sat down.

Seeing Long Fei return to **, Xiaoqing was obviously relieved. She was most afraid that Long Fei would move and pull the wound, so it would be difficult for her to explain to the young master.

"Sister Qing, I want to check if my inner self is injured. Just sit there and watch. Don't push me!" After Long Fei knew that his left shoulder was just a skin injury that Liu Si's long stick hit him down, he wanted to look at the situation in his body again. He remembered that he fainted because of weakness before he fell into a coma, but he didn't leave any trouble in his body. At the same time, he was afraid that when Xiaoqing saw that he was motionless, he would think that something had happened to push him, which would become a big deal, so he explained to Xiaoqing in advance in case.

"Okay, okay, Master Long, take a quick look. If the internal injury is injured, it will be an internal injury. I heard from the young master that the internal injury is a big deal. If it is mild, he will vomit blood. If he rest for ten days and a half months, he will recover. In serious, he will die. It's terrible to think about it." Xiaoqing's little face turned a little white when he heard Long Fei talk about the internal injury.

Long Fei sat down on his knees. Although his left hand was hanging, it did not prevent him from practicing. After sitting down, the mind sank into the body, and the first thing to arrive was Dantian, the main hub of all air opportunities.

As soon as he arrived in Dantian, Long Fei couldn't help but be shocked. No matter how Long Fei looked at it and how he urged it, Dantian was empty. After several years of practice, the narrative skill that has just let himself enter the innate realm and helped him kill the enemy and win has disappeared, leaving nothing left. In a panic, he hurriedly inspected his whole body with his mind. Not only was Tiangong gone, but there was not even a drop of liquid in his whole body.

Long Fei is in a panic. Is his martial arts skills that he has practiced for several years gone? The realm of congenital chaos that has just entered has also turned into a dream of sorghum? At the same time, Longfei was surprised. I don't know whether it was a blessing or a curse. When he looked inside, he found that many acupuncture points on his body had cracked a thin opening, as if a slightly squinted eye could feel a trace of breath outside the body.

Long Fei's panic is not only because the Xu Tiangong after several years of practice has disappeared, but also because he can feel the surge of Xu Tiangong in Dantian every moment in recent years, but now it is an unaccustomed panic. It's like a person who has been rich for half his life, but suddenly becomes a poor man. How can this not make people panic? However, after a while, Long Fei forced himself to calm down. Since he used to practice his internal skills from nothing, he should be able to do it in the future. It's just the length of time. Now it's useless to panic, and it doesn't matter. Maybe it will affect the progress of practice.

According to the practice method in The Secret of Heaven, Long Fei slowly practiced. He wanted to verify whether the lost Heavenly Gong could be recovered and how quickly it would recover.

This operation, an unexpected phenomenon, shocked Long Fei. I saw the acupuncture points that cracked like silk and thread-like mouths, as if they sensed the movement in Long Fei's body, or heard Long Fei's orders. They opened mouth-like cracks one after another and absorbed them outward forcefully. A trace of airflow that could not be seen by the naked eye was actually sucked over by this "mouth" , rushing in from the acupuncture point, using the meridians as the channel, rushing to Dantian. In an instant, a small air mass appeared in the empty Dantian. This air mass is only slightly larger than the needle. Because there is airflow outside the body rushing in from time to time, the air mass is stimulated to slowly rotate. Although this rotating air mass is small and thin, like a transparent thin paper, which can be seen clearly at a glance, it is finally surging in Dantian, which makes Long Fei feel much more at ease than the original emptiness.

In addition to Long Fei's careful experience, another phenomenon was found that surprised Long Fei. That is, the internal force absorbed through the acupoint channel is different from the internal force converted by liquid.

Because the liquid flower is **, it is sticky in nature, and the narrative power of the liquid flower transformation also has a kind of adhesion. When it runs in the meridians, Long Fei always feels dull and blocked. By absorbing the qi circulation outside the body, it is also the same as the real airflow. When it runs in the meridians, it is light, elegant, and there are no obstacles between the operation. It is like a ghost, like a wind spirit. That feeling of ease can't help but surprise Long Fei.

After a few weeks, the cyclone-like Tiangong in Dantian is also gradually changing. The original appearance of Xu Tiangong was like a picture gently drawn on paper with the tip of a pencil. The lines were blurred and could not be light on the paper. Now, with the continuous absorption of external airflow, the cyclone has gradually become clear and solid, as if the painting has finally reached a critical place. The pen is getting heavier and heavier, the back of the paper is pend, and the lines are becoming clearer and clearer.

Long Feipan sat on his knees and practiced for an hour, but the internal power in Dantian was only getting more and more solid, but it has never been able to become bigger. I know that it is unrealistic to recover all of the lost internal skills at once. This should be the same as before, and it will take a process and a period of time.

After thinking about this, Long Fei's heart also calmed down and was no longer so impatient. At the same time, the operation of Xu Tiangong also stopped. However, Long Fei is still carefully experiencing the feeling of airflow pouring into the body from the acupuncture point. Although the airflow has stopped entering the body after stopping cultivation at this time, that feeling is still like fairy music, like delicious teeth and endless aftertaste.

The internal power formed by this airflow is obviously several times pure than that of liquid. Only after several years of practice can a little internal power be formed in Dantian. Now it only absorbs an hour of airflow and has achieved this result, and this is the result of only opening part of the acupuncture points of the whole body. If the acupuncture points of the whole body open an opening without exception and let yourself absorb it unlimitedly, what kind of horror it will reach? Long Fei is excited to think about it.

Long Fei doesn't know that if the acupuncture points of his whole body are cracked and can absorb the essence of heaven and earth, that is, martial arts have entered the second-line realm of heaven. Now Longfei has a part of acupuncture points that can absorb the essence of heaven and earth, but in fact, he has stepped into it with one foot. People in the realm of the sky.

After being happy, what made Long Fei distressed was that he didn't know how to open the acupuncture points of his whole body. Is it like when fighting with Liu Si, after the Xu Tiangong reached fullness, he drove all the Xu Tiangong out of Dantian? Only in this way, will these Xu Tiangongs obediently go to the unsplit acupuncture point, or go to the cracked acupuncture point, and Baibai escapes out of the body, and then Dantian becomes empty again. Not to mention the acupuncture-like pain, it is by no means tolerable, but the feeling of Dantian's emptyness. Long Fei doesn't want to experience it again for the time being.

After thinking nonsense, he couldn't think of anything useful. Long Fei opened his eyes and saw Xiaoqing sitting on the stool in front of the bed, looking at himself with wide open eyes. Seeing Long Fei open his eyes, he hurriedly cared, "Master Long, how's it going? Is there any internal injury?"

Long Fei was stunned and nodded, "A little bit."

"Is it all right now?" Seeing that Long Fei really had an internal injury, Xiaoqing was more anxious than Long Fei.

"It's a little better." Long Fei said as he came down from **. Xiaoqing hurried forward and said, "You have internal injuries and external injuries. Lie down quickly."

Long Fei smiled and said, "It's okay. It's a little better now. I want to get out of bed."

Xiaoqing had no choice but to help Long Fei out of bed again. Long Fei stood and moved his body, but found that his left shoulder could move slightly alone without holding it with his right hand, and he didn't feel much pain.

In a few weeks, not only the Tiangong has recovered, but also the side injury has recovered a little. It seems that this Tiangong also has the effect of healing.

"Goo!"

Suddenly, a strange sound came, but Long Fei's stomach sounded disappointingly. When he touched his stomach, he felt that he was hungry and flat. I don't know how long he hadn't eaten anything. When he first set out from Zhuangzi, he ate some breakfast, and then ate some dry food at noon. After entering the battle at night, he had been I haven't eaten anything, and now it's the next morning. No wonder I'm hungry.

Xiaoqing covered her little mouth and smiled and said, "Master Long, sit down and wait. I'll get the food right away."

"I still have to go to the city to have a look. Just give me some steamed buns." Long Fei's heart hangs on the black wind army outside the city, and his father and brother are worried about his father and brother. There is time to sit and eat slowly. He just want to take a few steamed buns to eat on the road.

"Master Long, you are still injured, why..." Xiaoqing didn't expect Long Fei to go to the city. His big eyes stared and hurriedly stopped him.

"It's okay. It's okay. Don't worry. When I see Brother Gu, I will explain to him that he won't blame you."

"But..." Xiaoqing still wanted to stop it, but when he saw Long Fei's expression, he gave up the idea and turned around and walked out.