Time passed little by little, and under the moonlight, Xiaobao's little body was always surrounded by a faint silver light. His breathing was long and powerful, his outstretched arms gradually lowered, and his bright and energetic eyes slowly opened.

Staring at Su Wen who had been standing silently for a long time, he stood up slowly with his small body and said, "Woman, do you know?" His tone was extremely cold, but his voice had a milky sound.

"Pfft!" Su Wen covered his mouth and smiled. It was difficult to hold back his smile under his glare. Seeing that he was obviously a little longer than before, he touched his chin and said happily: "Sure enough! You are now two

Are you old?" He took a few steps forward, bent down and looked at him carefully, "A practitioner, when his skill reaches the ninth level, he starts to spread the skill, and his body returns to his childish age. After the skill is exhausted, he gradually condenses and his body shape also changes.

Gradually grow back, one day is a year. When dispersing the power, you must absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and use the moonlight as a guide. After complete recovery, you can break through the initial level and reach the intermediate level. This is the most important thing in the world recorded in the secret biography of mountains and seas.

I have only seen records of the mysterious Kung Fu method, Cun Yin, and I didn’t expect to meet a practitioner!” Moreover, he actually returned to being one year old when he was practicing San Gong. Could it be that he had already started practicing ‘Cun Yin’ when he was one year old?!

He didn't say a word, but locked his eyes tightly with hers. His intention was very clear, he was waiting to see how much she knew.

"According to records, Cun Yin requires an extremely yin-cold physique to practice. For thousands of years, only the Zhangui clan had a person who practiced Cun Yin three hundred years ago. He only reached the seventh level of the initial level and never made a breakthrough in his life.

Beginner, you..." She paused for a moment, looking back and forth on his small body, and spoke her suspicions very slowly, "Are you from the Zhangui clan?"

He still didn't say anything, his eyes deepened a bit because of her words.

Seeing that he remained silent, Su Wen continued to slowly express her suspicions, "The War Ghost Clan is extremely secretive. It is rare to see a member appear in the world for hundreds of years. In today's world," she paused again and couldn't help but take two steps back.

Finally, he continued: "There is only one person, and it is rumored that he has the blood of the Zhangui clan. That is Xia Qingcang, who controls the world's soldiers and horses, kills countless people, and is personally named Prince Xia Sheng by the emperor. He is also known as the Ghost King."

As she finished her last word, a cold light shot from the opposite side, indicating that she had guessed correctly!

"Woman." The small figure stood with her hands behind her hands. "The more you know, the faster you will die." Before he could finish his words, he opened his short right leg and walked toward her step by step.

"Xiaobao," Su Wen said, "You are only two years old now. Even if you have some minor skills, can you walk out of Jiufeng Mountain by yourself?"

He stopped and raised his eyebrows, "Threat?"

"It doesn't count." Su Wen shook his index finger, "It's just a transaction."

He narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

"I will accompany you until the skills are restored and upgraded, and you promise not to kill me or silence me."

"Do you think I will accept it?"

"When people are under the roof, they must bow their heads. Prince Xia Sheng has experienced a lot in his life. He should understand this truth better than anyone else."

silence.

After a moment, he raised his eyes and said, "What are you planning?"

She shrugged and said softly: "It takes thousands of years to see a cultivator of Cun Yin who spreads his skills, gathers his skills, breaks through the basic level, and rises to the intermediate level. I meet him, how can I miss him?" Be sure to observe carefully.

The changes in the body during this period were recorded in detail.

"You regard me as a research object?"

"It's my fault that you are so special, you only meet once in a million years." You can't blame her.

There was another moment of silence.

"I only guarantee that you will not die."

Raising her eyebrows, Su Wen narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Of course!" She never dared to think that after treating the 'Ghost King' like this, she would not suffer some retaliation. "So, we have reached an agreement?"

Closing his eyes, he opened his short legs and walked towards the cave step by step.

Seeing his little body moving forward bit by bit, with his steps unsteady and almost falling several times, Su Wen really tried her best to hold back her laughter. She did not dare to challenge the tolerance of the 'Ghost King' again!

The sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are chirping, the flowers are smiling, and spring has arrived again.

Su Wen walked back to the tiger's den with the spring breeze all over her body. She saw Xiaobao's small body sitting on the ground with her eyes closed. She didn't know whether she was resting her mind or gathering strength. She stepped forward and took the flower crown from the bamboo basket.

He came out and put his hand on his head.

"What are you doing?" The short and plump little body stood up in a daze, and swayed for a while before he stood still. He stretched out his short arms to pull down the thing on his head, and his round eyes stared at him, "

Woman, you are looking for death!" As she finished speaking, the flower crown hit her face.

"Xiaobao, don't let your sister down." She raised her hand to catch the flower crown, and said with a smile: "It's very beautiful! Just wear it."

"roll!"

"Hehe." Su Wen chuckled and arranged the flower crown, "Your face is a little pale, your breath is slightly blocked in the middle of the belly, and the meridians in your right leg are not smooth."

Wrinkled his face and stared at her.

"It's very simple. Sister, I will just give you a few injections." Su Wen raised the flower crown in his hand and smiled very innocently.

He rolled his eyes and said nothing.

"Yeah. Of course, this is just a small problem. It will only have a little impact on your efforts tonight. It just slows down the reply speed, which can be ignored." After sorting it out, he put it in front of him.

Looking at it carefully, yes, she nodded and praised in her heart: "The flowers are beautiful, and the weaving is also beautiful!"

Gritting his teeth, staring angrily. Deflated, stretching his neck, closing his eyes, "Woman, you will regret it!"

"Then, that's my problem, sister." Zhi Deman put the flower crown on his little head again, "Hmm. It fits very well! It's so beautiful!"

On the round little head, bright and delicate flowers are blooming, and the little face, as white as jade, looks even more delicate and beautiful against the background of the flowers, just like the auspicious doll in the arms of Guanyin!

"Have you seen enough?"

"It's enough to give you the injection."

Close your eyes and lie down.

Su Wen then put away his smile, looked straight, felt his pulse carefully, and then applied the acupuncture. He no longer had any intention of laughing and said, "You have gained the Qi of the Kung Fu at the age of one?"

"It's there at birth."

"Oh!" Su Wen frowned, "No wonder." After placing needles on several relevant acupuncture points, she stared at his jade-like face intently, "Don't restrain your expression, tell me truthfully if anything happens."

He said nothing, just opened his eyes and looked at her, his anger gradually fading away.

"The body is too small, and it is impossible to direct the true energy on its own. It was weak back then, and there was no problem. Now, with Cun Yin and nine levels of gathering power, the true energy is different from what it was back then. You must not be careless." He watched him intently.

, taking her pulse every few moments, she didn't dare to be careless at all.

He no longer looked at her, closed his eyes and tried his best to follow the guidance and adjust his true energy.

After a cup of tea, she took out the silver needle, and her forehead was already covered with thin beads of sweat.

He took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes. He felt comfortable all over his body, and then he truly believed that her medical skills were indeed good. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a deep look at the woman in front of him. She was dressed in plain clothes, and because she was sitting on her knees for a long time

Her hair fell to the ground, her face was quite delicate, with a small bead hanging from each ear, and no other jewelry. She was quite plain. Such a woman would definitely not be picked out among the crowd. Only the way she looked attentive and focused just now was still there.
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