Jiang He sat on the shuttle and said, "You don't understand yet. Later, I will get you a suitable pill to improve your physical fitness. In the future, you can practice quickly according to my method."

"You did a good job today."

Zou Xiaokai said: "I think it's not bad, those slaps are so strong! It's great!"

"In the future, you will have to improve your palm power more, and there will be more slaps in the future." Jiang He said: "You have to remember that as long as I say slap, you must go to slap with the greatest strength and the fastest speed. Do you understand?"

"I understand, Master! If you can't do anything like this, then I won't call you Zou Xiaokai!"

Jiang He took out two books casually and handed them to Zou Xiaokai: "The first one is the physical practice technique of entering the God level at the beginning, and the next one is the method of fist and palm at the advanced level at the soul level. After returning, practice it well."

"The palm technique that is at the level of the gods is gone. When you have it in the future, I will leave it to you." Jiang He said.

Zou Xiaokai was shocked when he heard this and immediately said, "Thank you, Master!"

"You may not have a concept of the level of martial arts now. After a long time, you will understand it. However, there is another thing you need to be clear about." Jiang He said: "You are born without dantian, which means that you will never be a cultivator who focuses on spiritual energy in your life, and can only practice your body."

"But your spiritual roots are very special and suitable for physical training. In the future, you will have a full chance to become a physical trainer with top strength. With just one fist, you can break all methods with one force."

"With this technique, it must be like a tiger's wings. You have accumulated so much and accumulated strength. I believe that it will not take too long to see the results in you."

Zou Xiaokai was silent. After a while, he said, "Master, I have always known that there may be something wrong with my dantian. I have not snatched the martial arts from the casual cultivator before. For this reason, I went to the academy to eavesdrop on the calligraphy. Unfortunately, even if I understand the martial arts, I was unable to practice successfully."

"However, I didn't like those fancy things that cultivators could win with one punch, why do I have to go around in a circle? No matter what kind of enemies I meet in the future, I, Zou Xiaokai, will blow them up with one punch!"

Jiang He nodded. What he admired was the spirit on Zou Xiaokai: "Yes, it's great that you can have this kind of idea. I hope you won't let me down."

"Absolutely not!" Zou Xiaokai said: "Master, I will protect you from now on! If anyone doesn't accept you, I will blow him with my fist!"

Jiang He laughed twice and said, "It's still a long way."

When they returned to the Holy Son Hall, the five guardians and an old man were waiting for a long time.

When he arrived at the main hall, Jiang He was very happy. This old man was the top priority among the three.

"Your Highness." When the five guardians saw Jiang He coming, they bent down and bowed.

Jiang He looked closely and said, okay, these people were a little injured.

This old man's cultivation level is almost gone, and he is only in the True Yuan realm. He can still make such noises.

Jiang He was happier than anything when he saw the five guardians being injured.

"Thank you for the hard work of the five guardians." Jiang He quickly walked in from outside the hall and took out five pill boxes from the storage ring. For some reason, Jiang He did not even touch them with his hands, but insisted on using his spiritual power to lift them: "This is what promises you."

"Thank you, Your Highness." The guardians were so excited that they could not be patient and took the pill box one after another. Once they opened it, it was the pill promised.

Jiang He looked at the old man tied up by the side and said quickly: "Relax away."

The five guardians put away the pills and couldn't hide their joy. They hurriedly untied the rope on the old man's body and the thick hemp rope that wrapped around his mouth.

"Are you the Holy Son of Xuanzong today?" The old man stood very straight. He had long seen that this was the Holy Son Hall of Tianxuanzong. Although it was only in the realm of true essence, it looked unyielding.

It seems that he is not afraid of these five guardians and Jiang He, dressed in the costumes of the Holy Son.

After the five guardians were loosened, they all took their leave.

Jiang He looked up and down. Although the old man's clothes were worn, they were not dirty and he looked fearless.

The old man's name is Qu Hai'an. He was framed more than thirty years ago and forced out of the sect. Until now, his cultivation has been mostly lost.

"That's right." Jiang He fanned the folding fan and said with a smile: "I am the current saint son of Tianxuan Sect, Jiang He. Although the method of inviting you to come is a bit rude, this saint son has to do it. I hope you don't mind."

"Haha, it's just a good person all the way." Qu Hai'an said sarcastically: "If you want to kill and cut, you can do whatever you want, but I won't hand over the jade pendant in the broken door."

"Who said that this Holy Son wants your jade pendant?" Jiang He sat in the main seat, looked at Qu Hai'an, and said, "I asked you to come, not for this. I didn't want to harm you."

"Haha, I want to fool me like this little trick?" Qu Hai'an snorted coldly and sneered: "You have been looking for me all these years. Today I've failed. I accept my fate, but don't fool me as a fool!"

Jiang He ignored the old man's words and took out a pill.

This is the last pill from Guan Li, which was specially left to the old man by Jiang He, and has never been given out.

This pill can completely cure Qu Hai'an's crux of the problem and help him recover his cultivation.

Jiang He shook the pill: "Return to the Yuan Qi Recovery Pill, the advanced level of Soul Entry, this saint will give it to you to help you restore your cultivation."

"I don't accept the food given by pity!" Qu Hai'an was stunned when he saw the pill in Jiang He's hand, and then he sneered: "I advise you, don't be hypocritical, I have seen through the faces of you guys long ago."

"Don't you just want to kill them all? I'm still afraid that you won't succeed!"

The old man carried his hands on his back, looking arrogant, and turned his head, not even looking at Jiang He.

"Qu Hai'an." Jiang He took back the pill and said, "I told you that I asked you to come, not for the sake of a jade pendant, nor did I want to kill you all! On the contrary, I can help you resolve your grievances."

"Haha, who can't say good things!" Qu Hai'an said: "Do you really help me?"

"That's good." Jiang He snapped and opened the folding fan again: "Come here!"

Soon, Manager Zhao walked in respectfully.

"Take this old man to get familiar with the environment. From today on, he will be responsible for cleaning the toilet for the Holy Son Hall." Jiang He said with a folding fan.
Chapter completed!