Dao Body Characteristics: Wounds healed in the blink of an eye

Qin Ruqing and Qin Qirong officially lived in the old ancestor's Xianyingju.

The old ancestor improved their spiritual cultivation standards. Now, Qin Ruqing has to take three drops of marrow cleansing spiritual liquid every day, and Qin Qirong has changed to one drop every seven days. In addition, the two children also need to drink a cup of spiritual milk tea every day.

If the Qin family had not obtained a third-level spiritual stone mine, they really couldn't afford the consumption of these two gold-eating beasts.

The old ancestor did not stay with Qin Ruqing and the others all the time. Most of the time, he read books and practiced alone, but he would also take out some time every day to instruct the two.

The content of the guidance includes but is not limited to, the immortal path, the experience and key points of cultivation, the matters needing attention during the spiritual cultivation period, etc.

In addition, because Qin Ruqing has the qualifications to refine pills, and the ancestor is a high-level alchemist, the ancestor will occasionally teach Qin Ruqing the art of alchemy.

As for Qin Qirong, he is a single gold spiritual root and cannot refine pills, so he watched from the side.

Today is the day when the ancestor teaches Qin Ruqing the art of alchemy. The three of them are in the alchemy room, and there is an alchemy furnace in front of each of them.

As for why there is also an alchemy furnace even though the little fat ball cannot refine pills, in Qin Ruqing's words, the important thing is to participate.

Give him a little more experience:D

The ancestor took out the spiritual herbs and medicines from the Qiankun bag, placed them one by one in front of the furnace, and said in a warm voice: "The pill refined today is the Qi-replenishing pill."

Qi-replenishing pill? Qin Ruqing didn't know what he was thinking, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

The ancestor noticed her expression: "What's wrong?"

Qin Ruqing hurriedly calmed down and said: "Qingqing was just thinking about the effect of the Qi-Restoring Pill."

The ancestor smiled lightly: "The Qi-Restoring Pill is the most basic pill. Its effect is nothing more than enhancing the activity of the spiritual energy in the body and increasing the recovery speed of the spiritual energy."

Qin Ruqing nodded. Isn't it the most basic... The Qi-Restoring Pill she took out from the system mall is still lying in her purse. Just thinking about it makes me depressed.

The ancestor then introduced the three spiritual herbs in front of him: "The recipe of the Qi-Restoring Pill is very simple. The main medicine only needs the spiritual grass, and the other two are just auxiliary medicines used to harmonize the medicinal properties." As the ancestor

said, he began to process the medicinal materials in the early stage.

Qin Ruqing rubbed his hands and said, "Then, ancestor, what should I do?"

The little fat ball's eyes also lit up. His "participation is important" is not just about touching the alchemy furnace.

The ancestor smiled and said, "You can deal with the remaining two auxiliary medicines."

As soon as the ancestor finished speaking, the little fat ball reached out and took the medicinal material closest to him, and Qin Ruqing took the remaining one.

The ancestor said a few words to Qin Qirong, then looked at Qin Ruqing, raised his long eyebrows, and said, "The auxiliary medicine in your hand is Qiangwu, the petals and branches have thorns, especially the thorns on the branches, which are very hard. Be careful when handling it, don't cut it..."

Before the ancestor finished speaking, Qin Ruqing hissed.

After all, the reminder was too late... Her finger had been scratched by the sharp thorns of the Qiangwu. Moreover, the wound was not shallow, and a lot of bright red blood came out.

The old ancestor frowned, took Qin Ruqing's hand and was about to treat the wound for her. As a result, Qin Ruqing only bled at the moment of being scratched, and the bleeding had stopped by the time the old ancestor took Qin Ruqing's hand.

In the old ancestor's sight, the wound on Qin Ruqing's middle finger was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, the wound was restored to its original state, without any scars, only some blood stains that had not been wiped off.

Qin Ruqing was just surprised in her heart. In her experience, her wound hurt for a while, and then it didn't hurt soon. Just as she was about to raise her eyes to talk about her feelings, she saw the ancestor staring at her intently, his face was more serious than ever before.

"Ancestor?" Qin Ruqing hesitated.

The wound healed in the blink of an eye? What kind of physical condition is this?

The ancestor exhaled slowly, and his face returned to calm. However, although he was not as serious as before, he also lowered his eyes and frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.

The alchemy room was extremely quiet for a while, and neither Qin Ruqing dared to speak.

After a long time, the ancestor finally smiled, looked at Qin Ruqing with a bright look, and said: "It's time to start refining the elixir, just watch." He did not comment on what happened just now.

Qin Ruqing nodded, with a vague guess in his heart.

-What

happened that day just passed by so lightly. The ancestor did not say anything to Qin Ruqing in private, but Qin Ruqing... knew it in her heart.

The punctured wound healed instantly - this was not a trivial matter, it must be related to her Taoist body. Although it was just a shallow wound caused by a stab, not a serious injury, but the things revealed in it were extraordinary enough.

The ancestor's face was unprecedentedly serious at that time, probably because of this.

"What kind of Taoist body is it?" Qin Ruqing muttered in her heart.

It's just that I feel like, I know I'm a little awesome, but I don't know where I'm awesome. It sounds contradictory, but it is a true portrayal of Qin Ruqing's current mood.

"Sister, are you calling me?" The little fat ball took a horse stance and cast an inquiring look at Qin Ruqing.

Qin Ruqing was lying on the ancestor's recliner with a dogtail grass in her mouth, "I didn't call you."

Some time ago, the ancestor said that this little guy has a strong physique and a single-attribute gold spiritual root, so he should strengthen his physical training. Although the ancestor is usually kind to them, he is not vague at all when it comes to training. Look, with a wave of his big hand, he lightly made a series of physical training plans for the little fat ball.

Qin Ruqing was frightened, for fear that the ancestor would say, "You come too."

She was the one who failed the physical test of running 800 meters!

Fortunately, the ancestor also knew that Qin Ruqing was a fragile person, so he didn't ask her to train with the little fat ball.

The little fat ball was kind and honest, and he respected the ancestor. Naturally, he would do whatever the ancestor said. At

this moment, he was sweating profusely. Seeing his expression, Qin Ruqing stopped rocking in the armchair, and suddenly felt guilty... She seemed to have too much leisure.

Well, I have to find something to do.

Qin Ruqing certainly would not be lazy all the time. She quickly got up from the armchair, took out the elixir from the Qiankun bag, and began to practice the alchemy book taught to her by the ancestor.

"Five hundred." The little fat ball reported the last number, finally took a breath, relaxed his posture, sat down next to Qin Ruqing, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Sister, I'm done."

"Yeah, I saw it." Qin Ruqing was processing the elixirs in order, and said without raising his head.

The little fat ball looked at it for a while, and his breathing had returned to normal. He said: "Sister, do you want me to help you?"

During this time, the ancestor taught Qin Ruqing the art of alchemy, and he was also watching from the side. If nothing else, he would always help.

Qin Ruqing looked at him in surprise: "Have you recovered now?" With the amount of training he put in that day, she could have lost half her life, but the little fat ball was fine in the blink of an eye.

Qirong blinked: "It's all right."

Qin Ruqing recalled the words of the ancestor who comforted her, "Qirong has a very strong physique, this degree is completely within his tolerance, you don't have to worry."

As expected, the ancestor's vision is still sharp... Qin Ruqing's mind flashed something quickly, but she couldn't catch it. She didn't think deeply, but processed the herbs with Qirong.

It's just that although Qirong followed her to audit the ancestor's alchemy class, his skills were really not that good.

Qin Ruqing watched him move wildly and frowned several times. It was not because she was afraid that Qirong would damage the spiritual herbs, but because she saw that he was so careless, his hands could easily be cut by the thorns of Qiangwu like her last time.

Qin Ruqing was about to open her mouth to warn him, but she had already seen Qirong's hand piercing along the sharp thorns of the Qiangwu branch. He didn't react at all.

"Rongqiu'er, doesn't your hand hurt? I just saw a thorn piercing your hand."

Qin Qirong seemed to have just discovered it at this moment and said, "Oh, really? I didn't feel it."

Qin Ruqing frowned strangely and stared at Qin Qirong for a long time without moving. The little fat ball was startled by her sudden change in expression and didn't dare to breathe for a while.

Qin Ruqing just suddenly remembered one thing - she had fed the little fat ball a spiritual liquid of Qi Lingzhu before.

She was the only one in the family who knew about this.

When the clan was testing, the little fat ball was found to have a single gold spiritual root, which was already an extremely good talent, so she subconsciously thought that this was the effect of the awakening spirit bead.

However, let's make an assumption... just an assumption - if the little fat ball's own talent is already a single gold spiritual root, then what effect does the awakening spirit bead have?

Could it be that the little fat ball has also awakened some special physique or bloodline?

As soon as this idea came out, Qin Ruqing was shocked. She didn't even need to tell anyone, she herself felt it was ridiculous - did you really think that special physiques were a common thing and you could just pick one up from the ground?

Qin Ruqing tried to suppress this ridiculous idea, but failed. This idea lingered in her mind like it had taken root.

It's not that she had wild imaginations, but she felt that this was really possible! The awakening spirit bead that her parents had spent a lot of money on was actually eaten by the little fat ball.

Because of her emotional excitement, Qin Ruqing didn't notice that she was holding the Qiangwu in her hand. When she squeezed it so tightly, many cuts appeared on her palm. Fortunately, the stab was not deep and there was no bleeding. Qin Ruqing

rubbed it carelessly, and suddenly remembered something, and her eyes fell on the Qiangwu in her hand.

The flower of Qiangwu is not as beautiful as its name. The petals are that kind of eye-catching bright red, and the edges are all saw-toothed. It doesn't look like a flower, but a giant beast's mouth with a mouth full of sharp teeth.

The air was quiet for a while, Qin Ruqing suddenly swallowed and said to Qin Qirong, "Hey, Rongqiuer, stretch out your hand."

Although the little fat ball was confused, he still stretched out his hand obediently. Qin Ruqing held his breath and gently poked his fingertips with the thorn.

"How is it?"

The little fat ball said blankly, "Ah, sister, what are you doing? I don't feel it."

"What about this?" This time he hit harder.

"I don't feel it."

He still didn't feel it, Qin Ruqing was determined, "What about this time?"

He still shook his head.

Qin Ruqing's heart began to beat wildly, she licked her lips, and warned the little fat ball first, "Hey, Rongqiuer, I'm going to use force next time. If it hurts, just shout out, and then I'll stop." The

fat ball nodded innocently.

Qin Ruqing gritted his teeth, took the hardest thorn part of the Qiangwu branch, and slammed it into Qirong's palm.

The sense of déjà vu was equivalent to a person holding a long nail with a cold tip and stabbing it into someone's palm.

As a result, there was a snap.

The long nail, no, the hardest thorn on the Qiangwu branch was actually cut off!

Cut! Cut! Off!

And the little fat ball's hand was unharmed!

The air was extremely quiet for a moment, Qin Ruqing asked: "How do you feel?"

Qirong was at a loss: "No feeling."

Qin Ruqing: "!!!"

She swallowed. In other words, Qirong's physique may, probably, really... a little special~