Hearing what Mr. Chen said, Mo Luo smiled awkwardly and said truthfully:

"To tell you the truth, although I have learned Xuanmen's internal skills, I have never practiced internal strength. I am no longer a virgin now, and I must never be destined for it again."

Seeing Wan Moluo say this, Mr. Chen shook his head and continued:

"You can't say that. There are many capable people at home and abroad in ancient and modern times who also became monks on the way. I can first open up your two channels of Ren and Du, and then you can practice for a period of time according to the Xuanmen's mental method. I'll take a look at you.

talent."

Mr. Chen seemed to have great experience in teaching others knowledge. As he spoke, he took Wanmoluo into the house, found two futons and sat down.

"It is extremely painful to open up the Ren and Du meridians. You must hold on."

Na Chen Lao reminded Wan Mo Luo Dao before exercising his inner strength.

Wan Mo Luo did not expect that Mr. Chen would be so sudden. He originally thought that with his current body, it would be completely impossible to learn internal strength.

But he didn't expect it to happen. Since Mr. Chen was willing to give it a try, what reason did he have to refuse?

Then he nodded, the ability to withstand pain was not a difficult thing for Wanmoluo.

On the contrary, long-term exercise and mental cultivation have made her more able to withstand pain.

I saw Old Chen exerting his inner strength and hitting Wan Mo Luo on the back of his heart with his two palms.

The internal energy gradually entered Wanmoluo's meridians along her palms, and soon entered the Dantian.

Wan Moluo felt hot all over his body, and several meridians on his body were a little swollen and painful. When the internal energy entered his Dantian, it felt like it was going to explode.

Soon there were big drops of sweat dripping down her forehead, and her whole brows wrinkled.

Immediately, Mr. Chen continued to instill internal power, and Wan Moluo felt as if someone had lifted the Tianling Cap, all the way down.

What follows is an illusory and light feeling.

Wanmoluo didn't know when Teacher Chen stopped. He only knew that when he regained consciousness, his eyes became clear and he even walked much more easily.

The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was Mr. Chen sitting next to her. She wiped the thin sweat on her forehead and said to Wan Moluo:

"Now try the mental method of exercising the iron fan, and pay attention to the feeling of Qi flowing through your body."

Wan Mo Luo nodded, then closed his eyes and recited the Iron Fan Mental Technique silently in his heart. He felt a stream of Qi starting from his Dantian, surrounding his meridians and back, and moving along with the Mental Technique for five small circles.

By the time Wanmoluo opened his eyes, it was already afternoon.

Since she had been meditating, no one else came to disturb her. At this time, Wanmoluo stood up and felt that she was as light as a swallow. Compared with before, she was completely different.

"how do you feel?"

At this time, Mr. Chen walked up to Wan Mo Luo with a smile and asked.

When Wan Moluo saw Mr. Chen asking, he bowed slightly and said:

"Thank you, old man. I now feel as sharp and clear as a swallow, and my body is as light as a swallow. This is the first time I know that I have opened up the Ren and Du channels."

Mr. Chen was also very happy with Wan Mo Luo's changes. He looked at Wan Mo Luo and looked left and right. He saw how he liked the apprentice chosen by his sister.

"Your current abilities are still far behind. There is a herb growing under the cliff. After eating it, it has a miraculous effect on the movement of the meridians."

"When I opened up your Rendu and Du meridian just now, in order to allow you to operate successfully, I injected my internal energy into it. It seems that you digested it very well. You are very talented."

Hearing that Mr. Chen gave his inner strength to himself, Wan Moluo felt indescribably moved.

In fact, I and Mr. Chen just met by chance. If it weren't for the fact that I knew the Xuanmen Iron Fan's internal skills, they would actually be complete strangers.

Even if I know it for this reason now, it is rare and valuable to be so heartfelt to myself.

Since she came to this world, many noble people older than her have appeared around her.

This is something Mara has never existed in the previous world.

Sometimes Mara also thinks that maybe the ability to survive from desperate situations is also the original owner's, or it is her own skill.

Regardless of whether she is lucky or unlucky, since God has given her opportunities to live again and again, she must seize them one by one.

"Thank you, old man, for treating me so sincerely. There is nothing Mara can do in return."

Mo Luo knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Mr. Chen.

Seeing Mo Luo kowtow, Mr. Chen helped her up, gently flicked the dust off her body and said:

"It doesn't have to be like this. You are my sister's apprentice, and you are the only person in Xuanmen who knows the art of iron fans. I feel like an old friend at first sight. As long as you can carry forward Xuanmen, it doesn't matter what I do."

"Early tomorrow morning, you and I will go into the mountainous area to look for the medicinal herb. After gathering it, we will practice in the mountain. It will be most beneficial. As for this place..."

As he spoke, Mr. Chen glanced at the half-dead man lying on the bed, then at Qiao Runzhi, and said to Qiao Runzhi:

"I wonder if I can leave this place to my little brother for now, okay?"

Qiao Runzhi had just listened to the entire conversation between the two. He was naturally happy to hear that Mr. Chen admired Wanmoluo very much and was willing to help her become stronger.

He has already become one with Wan Mara. If Wan Mara is good, then he will be good too.

What else can't be done?

"Okay, okay, old man, you can rest assured and leave it to me. I will definitely wait for you to come back."

"Thank you, Runzhi."

This sentence was said by Mo Luo to Qiao Runzhi. His eyes were bright and he seemed to be a hundred times happier than himself. Mo Luo felt warm in his heart.

Seeing that the two young men had something to say, Mr. Chen walked away in a wise manner.

The feelings towards Qiao Runzhi in Mo Luo's heart were now like a filled water bottle, filled with colorful liquids. Some of them were moved, some were grateful, and most of them were full of love.

"Let me just say, there is a bright future in another village."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Mo Luo blinked, held Qiao Runzhi's hand and said:

"I can persist until today, thanks to you."

"It's the wife who has the ability to get where she is today, and nourishing her is just the icing on the cake."

"No"

Mo Luo shook his head, raised his dark eyes and looked at Qiao Runzhi firmly and said:

"You are a help in times of need. You always have been. Without you, I don't know how I would have persisted. Runzhi, we will always be together."

Qiao Runzhi looked into Wan Mo Luo's dark eyes, and there was a trace of blush on his cheeks, but then he looked at Mo Luo more firmly and said:

"Well, we will never be separated."

A night of silence.

Early the next morning, Mo Luo followed Mr. Chen and got up early and left Mr. Chen's courtyard.

As soon as Mo Luo and Mr. Chen left, the small room suddenly became much colder.

According to the habits he observed in Mr. Chen, Qiao Runzhi first watered the vegetable patch in the yard, and then made some random food to satisfy his hunger.

After everything was arranged, he took some well water and fed it to the unconscious man lying on the bed.

I went outside to get a bucket of water and brought a basin over to wipe the man's body.

They are all men, so it would be more convenient to wipe their bodies.

Although I have never seen an old man wiping this strange man here before, Qiao Runzhi has always been considerate.

Maybe he felt his body being moved and being touched by wet cloth. The man opened his eyes and looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Qiao Runzhi.

"Where are the others?"

"They went up the mountain and it will take some time before they can come back."

Qiao Runzhi explained briefly. Looking at the strange man's purple lips, he felt a little more pity for him in his heart.

——He must have been harmed by the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.

Qiao Runzhi thought secretly in his heart.

The strange man was silent for a moment, and then said:

"I heard you say that night, you want to become stronger."

He obviously didn't have the energy to speak, and the sound came out of his mouth, but because there were only two of them in the whole room, even the smallest sound could be heard clearly.

These words made Qiao Runzhi blush instantly.

That night were private conversations between him and his wife. It was because the strange man in front of them had been unconscious, so they assumed that he couldn't hear the conversation, but they didn't expect that all the lingering words in that night were heard.

.

Even if the strange man didn't say anything, Qiao Runzhi would have guessed that he had heard everything.

Otherwise, why would I have heard only this sentence among so many words? I would never believe it.

"You...you were not unconscious that night..."

Seeing that Qiao Runzhi was a little embarrassed, the strange man did not do anything to comfort him. Instead, he said as usual:

"It's more painful at night, so I wake up for a while late at night."

But obviously that was not what the strange man wanted to say, so he asked again:
To be continued...