Qin Mansion.
Qin Yuan had just finished serving Ming's wife dinner, and immediately ordered the kitchen to start cooking, and then he went to find Qin the slave girl with the meal.
well.
It's a hard life.
How could he have the time to take care of the court's affairs?
Qin Yuan pushed the door open and walked in, saying softly:
"Come, Lian'er, it's time to eat."
But he saw that Jinlian had fallen asleep, looking extremely sweet and innocent. He couldn't bear to wake her up, so he covered her with the quilt and sat down to wait quietly.
The golden lotus is already as beautiful as a flower, and after being moisturized repeatedly, it becomes even more gorgeous and eye-catching.
Qin Yuan watched quietly, recalling the previous ecstasy, and couldn't help but let his thoughts fly.
Jinlian, little Murong, and that stupid bitch, if the three of them were together.
Wouldn't it be more interesting?
Try the taste of Jinlian and Xiao Murong first?
…
Qin Yuan was imagining the picture of a harmonious family in his mind.
"Bang--"
Suddenly, a loud thunder sounded in the sky, and even the house seemed to tremble.
Qin Yuan suddenly woke up, stood up, and looked quietly into the distance.
thunder?
Or an explosion?
That direction seems to be where the scientific research workers throw bricks.
It seems like something great is about to be born.
Tsk tsk tsk.
"Husband...husband..." Jinlian was awakened by the noise and murmured.
"It's time to eat, Lian'er." Qin Yuan smiled and sat down.
Jinlian stretched out her hand.
Qin Yuan understood what he meant, picked up Jinlian, and kissed her fair face lazily.
He was extremely satisfied with the little goblin Jinlian.
Wearing clothes can kill people.
You can gallop on horseback when you take off your clothes.
Who would be dissatisfied?
Jinlian's watery eyes were filled with deep attachment.
"Come, let me give you some water."
Qin Yuan put his mouth closer.
…
The other side.
Many people in Jingzhou were also alarmed by the thunder.
"It's already November and almost December, why is there still thunder?" A man was puzzled.
"Thunder in broad daylight, this is not a good sign." An old man sighed, hunched over.
"Could it be that some immortal is going through a thunder tribulation?" the child asked, tilting his head.
"I guess it's the Thunder God who is angry and is teaching the traitors a lesson?" A woman knelt on the ground and kowtowed devoutly.
"Mo Yan, Mo Yan, go back to the house quickly and stop looking!" The old man seemed to be awakened by the woman and his expression changed drastically.
…
The headquarters of Yuhan Sect.
Several houses collapsed and the ground was in a mess.
"Hurry up and save them! Hurry up and save them!"
The disciples came to their senses and started shouting.
Damn it!
The sect leader actually exploded... the furnace exploded?
Impossible?
Everyone struggled to move the wood, with a look of astonishment on their faces.
What kind of peerless elixir is the sect leader refining that he actually blew up the furnace into this state?
It's so terrifying!
Will it be...
No, it won’t!
You haven't become the sect master's personal disciple yet, the sect master can't leave!
No, it definitely won’t!
The sect leader's martial arts is the best in the world. No, he was just defeated by Zhang Laita of Taiyi Zhenzong a few days ago. Now he is the second best in the world.
The old master has gone through many hardships and experienced many things. Even if the house collapses, he will definitely be fine!
The disciples worked harder to clean the wood.
I must be the one who rescues the clan leader!!!
The headquarters of Taiyi Zhenzong.
Everyone was alarmed.
Lin Caiquan appeared in a flash, jumped onto the eaves, and stood side by side with Yuan Gong on the eaves.
"Senior Brother, what's going on with the Yuhan Sect again?" Lin Caiquan frowned.
Could he be refining some kind of elixir that could destroy the world?
The power of a furnace explosion is so terrifying!
I guess people within a radius of three to five miles heard the noise.
Yuan Gong's face was also solemn.
"Could they have gotten some benefits from the Grandmaster again?"
"Senior brother, why don't we go and talk to the ancestor?" Lin Caiquan said.
Yuan Gong shook his head, "You can't chew too much."
"Let's first study the great principles taught by our ancestor."
"Have all the disciples been sent out?"
Lin Caiquan replied, "They have all been dispersed throughout the Great Zhou, and some have even been sent to the borderlands."
"Brother, don't worry. The first one to ascend to heaven in this generation will definitely be our Taiyi Zhenzong!"
Yuhan Sect.
Thanks to the efforts of all the disciples, they finally dug out the unlucky Baopuzi from the ruins.
Baopuzi's face was black and his body was covered with scars.
"metropolitan!"
The disciples all slowed down their voices in unison.
However, there was no movement.
"Hurry, hurry, go find our great-grandmaster uncle!" A disciple bravely sniffed the air.
"The Sect Master is still breathing!"
Having a good life is also a kind of gift.
When Sun Huayuan arrived, Baopuzi was breathing in more than out and was obviously dying.
What is this guy doing? Why is he making such a big fuss?
You can’t let an old Taoist priest with white hair give you a young one!
Sun Huayuan did not dare to delay and immediately took out the golden needle and began to rescue.
Swish, swish, swish.
Fast, accurate and ruthless.
His movements were as fierce as a tiger, dazzling all the disciples.
The sect leader is only half dead. Will this acupuncture really not kill him?
After these days of precipitation.
Sun Huayuan digested the knowledge taught by Qin Yuan, and combined with his own experience in practicing medicine for most of his life, he had an epiphany.
He felt that he had touched a threshold and was about to push open a door that had never been seen before and would never be seen again.
This skill alone is enough to make you a medical god!
A full hour later.
Sun Huayuan wiped the sweat off his face and breathed a sigh of relief.
"It should be nothing serious."
hiss--
The disciples couldn't help but gasp.
Can the dead be brought back to life?
And you only use gold needles, prickling the area over and over again?
Has my uncle-master’s medical skills reached this level?
Such medical skills must be supernatural!
If I can't follow the sect leader in refining medicine and practicing martial arts, it seems that it's not impossible to inherit the mantle of my uncle and learn medicine!
All the disciples suddenly became agitated, and there was something wrong in the way they looked at Sun Huayuan.
People in the Taoist sect are the most studious!
Alchemy is too dangerous, medical skills are better!
Anyway, there are three thousand great ways, and every one of them leads to the immortal path!
A loud thunder roared in broad daylight, and the avenue was filled with myriad possibilities.
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