Qiao Xuan did not feel any pain from these words. He only said lazily,""I'm not interested. Why do you rob people? Do you still have the law in your heart? Why do you still have to hide from your enemies? Can't you be a good person?”
Old Yang looked at the innocent and kind-hearted Qiao Xuan and sneered. He slapped Qiao Xuan across the face, causing him to smash onto the table with a bang.
Then, Qiao Xuan propped himself up in anger and was about to curse when Old Yang asked,""Does it hurt?"
"Nonsense, let me slap you and see if it hurts!”Qiao Xuan shouted angrily.
"Is this a big deal?!" Old Yang spread his hands.
Realizing that Qiao Xuan still didn't understand, she said,""If you learn my acupuncture technique, you can pretend to be dead and not admit it. You won't have to repay me for saving your life and won't be stabbed here and there. You can also change your face and run away. I won't have anywhere to look for you.”
Old Yang saw that he seemed to have figured it out a little, so he wanted to deepen his understanding of this kid. Then, he continued,"In today's world, being a good person requires strength. Otherwise, I advise you to be a bad person. Haven't you heard of 'killing and setting fires with a golden belt, repairing bridges and roads without leaving a corpse'?”
Qiao Xuan immediately wanted to retort when he heard such rebellious words.
However, Old Yang suddenly pinched his mouth and could only continue to instill. He said,"When there are good people in the world, there will be bad people. You deliberately do good things, but you might be bad to others for no reason. One had to understand that indecisiveness was far worse than indecisiveness.”
Qiao Xuan only struggled to break free from Old Yang's fingers after he finished speaking. He felt very awkward.
However, he didn't know how to retort. He silently thought about what he had just said, and his mind was rapidly washed away, almost subverting his previous understanding.
Qiao Xuan quickly shook his head and shouted," Stop instilling twisted theories into me. I'll learn, alright?" Stop slapping me. I've learned it. I've also learned the martial arts arts.”
"If you don't listen and suffer in the future, don't blame me for not teaching you.”Old Yang could only shake his head helplessly when he saw that he was still not being taught.
After Qiao Xuan nodded, he took a few more gulps of wine and said,""Your sweat has dried up. Quickly put on your clothes. Then, I'll teach you some martial arts.”
Qiao Xuan hurriedly stood up. He had been too focused on talking and had forgotten that he was only wearing his underpants. He hurriedly walked over and put on his clothes. After putting on his clothes, he sat back down on the stool.
Old Yang finally spoke." At that time, I first pricked your Shanzhong acupoint, then your Qimen acupoint. These two acupoints belong to the Conception Vessel and the Jueyin Liver Meridian.”
"What are the Conception Vessel and the Liver Meridian of Foot Jueyin?”Qiao Xuan asked curiously.
Old Yang saw that the kid was asking questions again, so he could only explain the meridian patterns to Qiao Xuan first…
Fortunately, Qiao Xuan's memory had improved greatly, and he quickly remembered these meridians and figured out the circulation of blood essence.
Qiao Xuan suddenly shouted,"This is not right!" The Shanzhong acupoint belonged to the Conception Vessel, while the Qimen acupoint belonged to the liver meridian of the Jueyin of the foot. How could their blood and qi be connected? Are you using me to practice some evil technique? This was definitely not a practice of a new acupuncture massage technique.”
Old Yang knew that Qiao Xuan was possessed by a demon, so he was not surprised at all that he could remember all the meridians so quickly.
However, Old Yang was still a little surprised that this kid was able to pay attention to the flow of blood and Qi in his meridians. He said frankly to Qiao Xuan,""I'm comprehending a wondrous technique. Since it's a wondrous technique, it won't follow common sense. Once I've fully comprehended it, I'll teach it to you.”
Qiao Xuan didn't quite believe it, but he still said,""That's great! How long will it take you to fully comprehend it?"
"If everything goes well, it might take a year or two.”Old Yang said ambiguously.
When Qiao Xuan heard that it would take so long, he immediately wanted to retreat.
Then, he said with a bitter face," I'd better die now. If I were to be stabbed like this for a year or two, even if I didn't die, I would still lose a few layers of skin. Oh! By the way, you said that this was the second time you used this nail. Then who did you stab the first time? It couldn't be Niu Meng, right? Why don't you stab him again?”
Old Yang licked his lips as if he was savoring the aftertaste. He then smiled and said,"This is the first time I've stabbed myself, so I know how it feels.”Then, he glared fiercely at Qiao Xuan.
"You're still ruthless!" Qiao Xuan couldn't help but give Old Yang a thumbs up and flatter him. Then, he asked,""Then why don't you stab yourself?”
"If you want to achieve great things, you must be ruthless. You will understand in the future.”Old Yang's words were even more vicious.
After taking a few more gulps of wine, he said firmly,"No, I'm already old. I need to take good care of myself. I can only stab you.”
Glancing at the black blood on the ground, Old Yang didn't say that he was poisoned, but he didn't want to say anything else. Instead, he cursed,"Any more questions? Get lost after you're done asking."
Qiao Xuan did not dare to ask any more questions when he saw Old Yang chasing him away. Instead, he cupped his hands in a salute and ran out. Soon, he ran out of the north gate of the Martial Emperor Zhao's Mansion.
Old Yang sat in silence for a long time before he slowly came to the outer room. He looked at the gradually darkening night before firmly locking the door.
He didn't eat dinner, but went back to the room and lit the candle. He then soaked the used Dragon Holding Nail in the medicinal liquid, then took a few more Dragon Holding Nail and sat cross-legged on the bed.
It was really good after all the hardship! Old Yang sighed.
Then, he thought,'Ten years ago, when I entered the Martial Emperor Zhao's Mansion, I accidentally learned that the Pure Yuan Blood Refinement Art of this mansion was extraordinary. It could purify and purify blood. I wanted to obtain this cultivation technique to resolve my blood poison. Later, I secretly asked around for a long time and learned that to learn this cultivation technique, I had to enter the heavily guarded Secret Teaching Hall…'”
It turned out that this Pure True Immortal Blood Refinement Art was taught by a special person. It was in that secret teaching hall that was difficult for mosquitoes to enter. The skill-imparting elder personally opened the acupoints of the disciples, combed through their meridians, qi, and guided their qi.
Only when the disciple demonstrated the moves, the acupoints would naturally vibrate non-stop, and the qi in the body would naturally move with it, revealing the ability to stimulate blood and purify blood and filth, would the disciple be allowed to leave.
The disciple who came out knew the process of imparting strength, but he couldn't explain the operation mechanism of qi, let alone how the acupoints vibrated.
Perhaps this was the reason why the Martial Emperor Zhao's Mansion was not afraid of outsiders peeping at this cultivation technique. Therefore, the Martial Emperor Zhao's Mansion was not afraid of the technique being leaked.
Because without the mental cultivation method of the Pure Yuan Blood Refinement Art, those moves could only strengthen the body.
Thus, Old Yang pretended to help those disciples with acupuncture and massage, but in fact, he was trying to spy on the qi flow of those disciples 'acupoints. He spent several years of hard work to slowly find some clues.
At first, he used himself to test it, but he didn't expect that there would still be a mistake, making him so miserable. Sigh! Old Yang didn't want to think about it anymore.
After remaining silent for a long time, he suddenly remembered another problem that he had neglected for a long time. Many of the disciples who had entered the Secret Teaching Palace had never appeared again.
It was said that when cultivating this mental cultivation method, one would go berserk and die without a corpse.
However, after so many years, Old Yang realized that those who could come out alive were mostly disciples of the Martial Emperor's Mansion. Those who disappeared were almost all disciples with other surnames.
Old Yang thought that there must be some unknown danger in this. It was very likely that the skill-imparting elder had deliberately tampered with it when he was imparting the mental cultivation method.
Perhaps it was because of some other greater danger, so he only secretly learned the moves of the Pure True Origin Blood Refinement Secrets. Then, he secretly thought of a way to slowly steal the mental cultivation technique. He did not want to be a disciple of the Martial Emperor Zhao's Estate at all.
Moreover, Old Yang was poisoned by the blood, so he couldn't meddle in other people's business, so he put this problem aside.
Now that he thought of Qiao Xuan and Niu Meng, the two of them were very likely to secretly learn the moves of the Pure Yuan Blood Refinement Art. He suddenly thought of this problem, but he had no choice but to secretly plan ahead.
At this moment, Old Yang had made up his mind and did not think too much about it. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and muttered something.
Then, he stabbed a Dragon Holding Nail into his Tanzhong acupoint. Then, his deep eyes began to flicker and slowly inject charm into them. Then, he slowly twisted them and slowly cooked himself according to what he did to Qiao Xuan.
It was really too amazing! He didn't expect it to be effective, so Old Yang stuck another soft nail into his Qimen acupoint.
He stimulated his blood essence, purified his pure blood, improved his blood quality, and slowly removed the blood poison in his body. He could not help but slowly immerse himself in the wonderful feeling.
Above the Martial Emperor Zhao's Mansion, the cold moon had already reached the middle of the sky, and the cool light had already covered Beifu Giant City.
At this moment, the bustling commoner district had long since quieted down after bathing in the moonlight.
However, Qiao Xuan, who was lying on the bed, was floating in the air leisurely and was enveloped by a transparent ball of light.
At this moment, the ball of light revolved around Qiao Xuan's body, buzzing non-stop as if it wanted to pull something out of Qiao Xuan's body.
At this moment, if one could pull Qiao Xuan's hair apart, one would discover that a small horn had grown out of his head.
He saw that this small horn was simple and unadorned.
Suddenly, the transparent ball of light seemed to have used up all of its strength and became smaller and smaller. Soon, it entered Qiao Xuan's body again.
The small horn on his head instantly turned illusory and invisible, disappearing without a trace. The housewarming slowly landed, but it was still sleeping soundly.
After an unknown amount of time, the night sky turned dark.
Qiao Xuan suddenly woke up and hurriedly listened to the sound of the night watch. When he realized that it was already the fourth watch, he slowly lay down again.
He suddenly realized that the dragon blood energy from yesterday was now a complete loss. He could only helplessly knock his head.
Suddenly, he touched the top of his head. There was nothing there, but why did he feel that there was something there?
Qiao Xuan quickly got up and lit the lamp. He took a look at the mirror and realized that he was worrying too much. Other than that thick black hair, there was nothing else.
Only then did Qiao Xuan get dressed, wash up, and tidy up before locking the door and leaving…
Time flew by, and the spring sun shone brightly again.
Qiao Xuan had already stayed in Zhao Wuhuang's Estate for two years. Not only was he taller, but he had also grown into a sixteen-year-old graceful youth.
He had straight eyebrows. Although he was not outstanding, he was very fair and clean. However, his figure was still thin. When the surrounding neighbors saw him, they all praised him. This clean appearance did not look like a servant at all.
During these two years, apart from Old Yang's torture, his days were peaceful and peaceful.
Not only did Old Yang teach him the Art of Face Transfiguration and the Art of Pseudocide, but he also gave Qiao Xuan four one-inch short needles to make it easier for Qiao Xuan to perform the two sets of acupuncture techniques. He also taught him a lot of martial arts.
Old Yang only finished his acupuncture treatment on Qiao Xuan at the end of last month to be safe.
The thing that troubled Qiao Xuan was no longer the loss of Qi and blood, but the feeling that there was something on his head that he could not see or touch. This made Qiao Xuan extremely distressed.
Qiao Xuan didn't seem to know that a nine-inch horn had grown out of his head. It was just that this horn was formless, or else he would have fallen ill from fright.
"Xuan 'zi, those young masters and young ladies in the arena are really patient. It's been half a day, and they've only practiced these few moves. I'm tired of watching!”
At this moment, Niu Meng, who was even stronger, played around a few times. Wherever his arm passed, there was actually a whistling sound, showing that he was powerful and heavy.
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