Chapter 36 Nails

Mr. Huang's eyebrows are cold, which is indeed a little scary.

From the Xinsheng Hall in Liushui Town to Pan Lang's house in Panjia Village, Pan Lang's family rushed to Huang Laoxun again. The news along the way was an unspeakable secret for Chen Lai. Rare leakage would be life-threatening, so Chen Lai had to fabricate it.

"Hi! My master is an old man like you. It rained heavily one day and rested his feet in my village. He happened to live in my house, and he taught me Qigong, but this was several years ago... Later, I studied medicine and added this kind of Qigong in massage.

Huang Laoxu was stunned and slowly let go of his hand. The people who can master Tianyuan Qigong in the Leilong Empire are extremely high cultivation, not less than 100 years old, and it is difficult to find a person thousands of miles around Huangling Mountain. He felt that Chen Lai was just a little chance to see a master. "I didn't expect that in the scattered cultivation, there were also great achievements. Unexpectedly, Tianyuan Qigong has not been lost... It's just a pity!

Chen Lai rubbed his sore wrist and casually asked, "What's the pity?"

"People who have practiced Tianyuan Qigong can't form a sea of Qi in Dantian, that is to say, anyone who has practiced Tianyuan Qigong can't become a practitioner."

Chen Lai's heart suddenly roared. Bad vegetables, looking for Huang Laomeng on the way, the purpose is to become a practitioner, but Dantian is sealed. What should I do?! Elder Huang, didn't you just say that Tianyuan Qigong is one of the four unique skills? Why can't you become a practitioner?

"The practitioners in the Leilong Empire are actually martial arts practitioners, and the people who practice Tianyuan Qigong are immortals. They are not a concept at all, let alone a level. Those who practice Tianyuan Qigong can only practice the skills of practicing immortals to become Mahayana... And you are just a little fur!"

Chen Lai asked urgently, "Senior Huang, is there any way to transform my Dantian into a sea of gas?"

Huang Laoqi sneered and stared into his eyes, "So, do you want to be a practitioner?"

Seeing that the other party saw the purpose of coming here, Chen Lai hurriedly smiled, "Elder Huang, who doesn't want to be a practitioner who calls for wind and rain?"

hurriedly changed the topic, "It's just that I have a question that I don't understand. You are a Taoist priest. You must be an immortal practitioner. That must be the skill of cultivating immortals, but why do you still practice the practice of ordinary practitioners?"

Huang Laoxun lay down again, "Some things don't need to be so serious. As long as they are useful, can't you just learn from them?"

Chen Lai asked carefully, "So, isn't it bullying the teacher and destroying the ancestors?"

Mr. Huang stared at him, "Don't talk nonsense, you'd better push the nails!"

Chen Lai didn't dare to ask any more questions and continued to massage.

After a while, he quietly exerted his strength and added an evil spirit to the aura. Evil qi and the positive qi in the body are mutually repelled. Once they reach the abdomen, they will have abdominal pain, and when they reach the heart, they will have angina pectoris.

Elder Huang, it's not that I, Chen Lai, secretly set a trap, but that you will often have a stomachache and need my massage. At that time, you will have to help me change the sea of Qi and teach me practice.

Thinking so, Chen Lai continued to exert his strength and suddenly felt his right hand sink in the running airflow. He saw a yellow gas swimming along his palm to his arm and slowly reaching his armpit. Then it disappeared, but my heart was cold.

Bad dish! Mr. Huang is actually giving me evil spirits!

The yellow old monster grinned, opened his eyes, and sneered proudly, "At a young age, his mind is not pure, and he can't talk about practicing the five realms!"

Chen Lai reacted quickly and smiled, "Senior Huang, you should know how to attack poison with poison, right? I sent the evil qi to your body to see if there is any evil spirit of yin and yang imbalance in your body.

sighed in his heart: This old man is really small, and he can feel my different aura with his eyes closed.

Then pushed out the evil spirit in the yellow old monster's body. With a bang, a fart that became a yellow old monster disappeared.

Humph! Huang Laowei sneered dissatisfiedly again, "Who am I? I'm Xuanjing. I can't even grasp this. What kind of martial arts should I practice?

xuan jing?

When Chen Lai heard this, his eyes lit up, "Senior Huang's cultivation is really profound."

Chen Lai felt more and more painful, and the pain gradually shifted to his abdomen. "Senior Huang, the evil spirit in your body has dissipated. Should I also..."

"You are self-made! Wait for the nails to be discharged before making plans!" Mr. Huang closed his eyes proudly.

Bad dish! It seems that this time it was smart but mistaken! Chen Lai felt a great pain in his stomach, as if there was a poisonous insect crawling in it, but he had to endure it again. After a while, he sweated profusely.

Suddenly, he felt a chill on his stomach, and the pain disappeared in an instant. He couldn't help quietly lifting his shirt and saw the five small pimples on his stomach slowly closing together and slowly rotating!

Huh, what's going on? Is this because of Tianyuan Qigong or "Dragon Tips"?

Chen Lai smiled faintly, covered his shirt, and continued to massage.

"Ouch!"

Huang Laoqi suddenly had a derangement and stood up with his stomach in his arms, "I have to go to the hut!"

Chen Lai judged that the nail had come to the tail of his intestine and arranged, "You don't have to go. You just need to exhaust."

As soon as the voice fell, I heard a sound, followed by a sound. It turned out that the nails were excreted from the yellow old monster's body, pierced his trousers, and plunged into the wooden pillar of the pavilion.

Mr. Huang couldn't help staring, looking at the half-inch nail and Chen Lai.

is indeed, after Chen Lai pushed it down, the nail came out. Mr. Huang has to believe the reality in front of him.

What surprised Huang Laowei more was that Chen Lai was smiling at him, and just now he quietly sent an evil spirit to Chen Lai's body. As long as he was an ordinary person, he would roll on the ground in pain, but Chen Lai didn't feel any pain!

Is his endurance amazing, or did he resolve that evil spirit?

Huang Laoqi brushed the white beard on his chin and stared at Chen Lai.

Chen Lai was a little embarrassed by him. He lowered his head, stretched out his right hand and rubbed his earlobe. "Senior Huang, I think it's better for you to take a shower and change your clothes."

Huang Laowei didn't seem to hear it and stared at him. The teenager in front of him can not only do some Tianyuan Qigong, but also expel the nails in the human body, and can skillfully resolve the evil spirit made by a practitioner, which is simply amazing! Where on earth did this teenager come from? What kind of master have you received? Why is his massage so amazing?

Gradually, the stern eyes looking at Chen Lai became gentle, as if looking at one of his favorite apprentices.

Suddenly, he grabbed Chen Lai's hand and walked to the bamboo tower, "Come with me!"

"Senior Huang, why are you going?" Chen Lai was caught by him and felt that he was really strange, but he had to keep up. Following Pan Lang's two-month practice of bone-shrinking skills and bone-shrinking fists, his strength increased greatly, and it was easy to lift three or 400 pounds of heavy objects. He tried to pull the yellow monster with his own arm force, but found that it did not work at all.

He failed twice and had to give up. This old man is really a practitioner and very powerful!

"Senior Huang, where are you going?" Chen Lai asked again.

Mr. Huang pulled Chen Lai to the second floor, "Go to my study."

The study?

Chen Lai couldn't imagine that such a sloppy person would have a study. As Huang Laoqi opened the door and walked in, he also followed up and was dumbfounded.