One person: Second-hand summer grass helps me practice

Re-circulate Qi.

Old man Tian Jinzhong did not feel greedy, and after a simple Qi exercise, he stopped running.

The old Taoist priest and Qin Shiyue couldn't help but smile knowingly when they saw this.

As expected of Mr. Tian, if it were someone else, after regaining the long-lost Qi, he would definitely circulate Qi continuously until his Dantian was full, or even "filled" himself to death.

Mr. Tian's action of stopping after a brief taste was the most correct. After all, his meridians had just recovered and many parts were new. There must be an adaptation process, otherwise it would hurt himself.

But not everyone can withstand such temptation like Mr. Tian Jinzhong.

"Phew~ Little monk Baozheng, I, an old man, owe you a huge favor."

Tian Jinzhong opened his eyes, let out a long breath, looked at Qin Shiyue with emotion and spoke.

"I've already said it, you don't have to be polite, I also need the old master to help me repair my master's meridians, and the old master also agreed to do me a favor, so overall, I have made a profit."

Qin Shiyue said with a smile, then opened the recording saved in his mobile phone and found the group of the old master.

Soon the old master's voice came from Qin Shiyue's mobile phone.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll do as you say. I owe you a favor, okay?"

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest glared at Qin Shiyue, who looked very smug, with displeasure, but did not say much.

When Tian Jinzhong saw this scene, he shook his head, feeling somewhat amused and helpless.

"Little monk Baozheng, it's different. My senior brother is my senior brother, and I am me. If you need anything in the future, just tell me. As long as you don't destroy the Tianshi Mansion or ask me to assassinate my senior brother, I can agree to anything else you ask for!"

Tian Jinzhong looked at Qin Shiyue and spoke very seriously.

Qin Shiyue looked at Tian Jinzhong who was speaking seriously, and subconsciously wanted to turn on the recording function on her phone.

But the moment he picked up the phone, he felt a gaze filled with murderous intent.

He turned his head slightly and saw the old Taoist staring at him fiercely. It seemed as if he was saying, "You dare to record this?"

Qin Shiyue decisively put down his phone, and then thought about whether he should take this opportunity to ask about the secret about Zhang Huaiyi and the Jiashen Rebellion that was guarded by Mr. Tian Jinzhong.

After all, the promise made by Mr. Tian Jinzhong just now did not include this so-called secret.

Of course, it is more likely that Mr. Tian thought Qin Shiyue didn't know that he had been guarding a secret for many years, so he didn't mention it.

But Qin Shiyue thought about it carefully and felt that there was no point in asking about this secret. He didn't care about the Jiashen Rebellion, and he was not the protagonist. So what would happen even if he knew it?

What's more, having read the original plot, he probably has some understanding of the Jiashen Rebellion.

There's no need to waste a precious favor.

After all, the favor that Mr. Tian Jinzhong promised can be said to be very precious, even more precious than the favor of the old Taoist priest.

His broken body has not yet recovered. Even if he can circulate Qi, he is still not strong enough to fight others.

At that time, what's the difference between asking old man Tian Jinzhong for help and asking the old Taoist priest for help?

The old Taoist priest couldn’t just watch old man Tian Jinzhong fight for his life in a wheelchair.

So the favor of Mr. Tian Jinzhong = the favor of the old Taoist priest!

It is even more serious than what the old Taoist priest himself admitted.

"Okay, Mr. Tian, if there's anything I'll tell you. I'm sure you two elders have a lot to say, so I won't bother you. I'm just going to take a rest."

Qin Shiyue said this as he stood up and walked outside.

When he reached the door, Qin Shiyue paused, turned around and said with a smile: "Old Master, if you have any conscience, please postpone my game today."

"Don't worry, the old man has already made arrangements. You will be the last one to compete today. Go and get some rest."

The old Taoist priest waved his hand and spoke.

"Okay! I'll take my leave now."

Qin Shiyue clasped his hands together and bowed to Tian Jinzhong and the old Taoist priest, then left.

After performing the stunt of crossing the river with a reed and leaving the area of Mr. Tian’s house, Qin Shiyue went straight to the competition venue.

It doesn't matter where you rest, and there are a lot of good shows to watch today. It would be a pity to miss them.

As for the Qi in his body, the medicinal power of the Dragon-Tiger Golden Pill has not been completely digested yet. It is estimated that by then he will be able to recover 70% to 80% of the Qi, which is more than enough to deal with the younger generation. There is no need to panic at all.

However, just as Qin Shiyue arrived at the competition venue.

I saw Zhang Chulan, who was completely devastated, and everyone else who was trying not to laugh.

"Wow, you guys are here pretty early."

Qin Shiyue smiled and waved to everyone and greeted them.

After last night's bonfire party, everyone's relationship became obviously much closer.

Even though they haven't reached the level of friends yet, at least there is no longer the tension as before.

"Master Baozheng!"

At this time, Zhang Chulan pounced and grabbed Qin Shiyue's sleeve.

Qin Shiyue raised his eyebrows and subconsciously wanted to kick Zhang Chulan away. After all, he couldn't accept two men being so close. It always felt like a gay man.

However, seeing Zhang Chulan's tearful face and thinking of his miserable condition last night, Qin Shiyue finally softened her heart and withdrew her foot.

"Amitabha, Donor Zhang Chulan, what are you doing?"

"Master! Last night! Nothing happened, right!!!"

Zhang Chulan looked at Qin Shiyue with hope on his face and asked very seriously.