Ning Qi lay in the wooden barrel and his mind gradually diverged.
"The main thing I am now is to gain strong strength as fast as possible."
"If you want to practice martial arts quickly, one is to do the scheming and the other is to do the medicine bath."
"The stake work has reached its peak. The stake work, the stake work work, the stake work work, and the stake work work have all been fully realized. There is no way to go. Compared with the other six stake work, the effect is similar. If you want to continue to improve in this aspect, you must have a stronger stake work."
"But there is still room for improvement in the medicinal bath!"
Ning Qi's eyes lit up.
Maybe he can improve the prescription.
This is not a difficult task for him.
Recalling the prescription, the dosage of the medicinal herbs suddenly appeared in my mind.
"Honeycrabaceae does not seem to be a necessity. I think the amount of violet root can be reduced by one, and blood pattern can be used to replace blood-strengthening grass..."
In an instant.
Many inspirations have already emerged in Ning Qi's mind.
But the prescription is different from martial arts and needs to be tested.
While he was thinking, he felt the medicinal power absorbed by the membrane.
Until the medicine completely dissipated, Ning Qi felt that most of his physical fatigue had disappeared, and then he jumped out and immediately got into the house and started to tinker. After reading so many medical books in the past three years, he even created his own Ning's medical books. This little thing was easy for Ning Qi.
I've been busy until late at night.
The medicine was just tinkered with.
Ning Qi couldn't wait to pour the improved body quenching into the bathtub, fill it with water, and then jump into it.
In an instant, an unusual sense of pleasure submerged Ning Qi.
Some of the soreness, redness and swelling that were still left on the membrane disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"The effect is at least twice as powerful as before!"
"With this improved version of Body Tempering Powder, I can have more time to practice, and I don't have to worry about my body being unable to bear it."
A smile appeared on the corner of Ning Qi's mouth.
If you want to make a name for yourself, you must first do it well.
This is a must.
You can continue to improve slowly in the future.
...
In the blink of an eye.
Three days passed.
"Sister Third Senior, I'll leave first."
Ning Qi smiled and said hello, then left.
Behind.
It was Ye Qinghe who had no eyes and a hollowed-out face.
She looked quite desperate.
at first.
After learning that her junior brother could start practicing martial arts at the age of three, she first didn't believe it, and then was excited. When she learned that Ning Qi wanted to learn Chiwen stakes from her, she even shouted that she would practice Ning Qi well.
And the result is naturally what it is now.
Being severely hit.
"Is this really a human? Why is the gap so big?"
Ye Qinghe remembered what she said to Ning Qi before, and you will know that hardship will come later when practicing martial arts. Now think about it.
"I'm so stupid... It's obviously myself."
She rubbed her face crazy, and finally looked at Ning Qi's back and smiled, with a hint of relief.
Anyway, this is a good thing.
The little kid brought back by the master was growing up little by little, and was growing up at a speed that everyone had expected.
Ning Qi had a smile on his lips.
Without looking back, he knew what Ye Qinghe was thinking.
Because this scene has been repeated several times in the past few days.
"In the past three days, I have not only been promoted to the Cowhide Realm, but also learned the five-door stakes from my third senior sister, the mob, the pupil, the pupil, the stake, the stake, the stake and the Chiwen stake!"
"I have already obtained the eighth posts of Zhenwu, that is, the Yazi posts I know from Senior Brother Eight, have not learned yet."
Ning Qi was already a little impatient.
After learning the eight-door stake practice, he had already felt the connection between the nine Zhenwu stakes. If he could learn the remaining Yazi stake, he was confident that he could create a more powerful stake practice using this.
"But I can't come in a hurry. Senior Brother Eight has been breaking through in seclusion recently. Let's go to him after he comes out of seclusion."
Ning Qi also thought about asking other senior brothers to teach him Yazi, but they were not proficient, for fear that they would not teach well. As for his master, Taoist Longshan, he went into seclusion directly.
There is no way, I can only wait.
Seven days passed in a flash.
Ning Qi's realm has broken through again and has reached the Stone Seed Realm.
The skin refining has already achieved some success.
When I reached this state, my body's membrane was as tough as a stone, and my fists and feet were hard to hurt, and my strength increased a lot.
In just ten days, Ning Qi had already completed the path that many people need to calculate annually.
Such contributions are due to the several stakes that have perfected the spirit and the improved body quenching paste. Ning Qi has been slightly optimized in the past few days, but Ning Qi is too lazy to change the name, so he has always been called the modified body quenching paste.
Ning Qi planned to find an opportunity to hand over this improved body tempering paste to him after his master came out of seclusion.
Many martial arts or secret techniques created by Ning Qi have extremely high barriers to understanding, but this prescription has no barriers. If it can be popularized, it can improve the strength of the disciples of the Zhenwu Sect more quickly and become more profound.
This day.
Ning Qi was thinking about whether to go to Qin Yun’s residence to take a look.
Unexpectedly, Qin Yun appeared in the distance.
Qin Yun is only twenty years old and looks quite handsome. From a distance, he is such a handsome young Taoist. He has the best relationship with Ye Qinghe and Ning Qi. He comes to Ning Qi the most often. However, Qin Yun is a martial arts fanatic and has high talent. He shoulders the hope of the future strongest man of the Zhenwu Sect, so he spends most of his time practicing martial arts.
"Senior Brother Eight, have you broken through?"
Ning Qi smiled and went up to him. After practicing martial arts, he was even more stable. Although he was only three years old, his health was no different from a five or six-year-old child, and he was even more powerful.
Qin Yun nodded, then his eyes showed shock:
"Xiaojiu, my senior brother and the others told me before that you can start practicing martial arts. I don't believe it yet, but I didn't expect it to be true."
Ning Qi smiled.
"Senior Brother Eight, I want to learn from Yazi with you."
Qin Yun was still digesting the impact of the news that his junior brother could practice martial arts at the age of three, and he frowned slightly.
"There is no problem in learning, but you need to know that you can't eat too much. How can you learn the skeletons that you majored in?"
Ning Qi didn't say much.
Facts are the best words.
Such a scene has appeared several times with other senior brothers.
Looking at the young twilights that were leaping around in the yard, Qin Yun felt a storm in his heart, and there was a hint of sourness that he didn't even notice.
How long did it take for me to practice Yazi to the point where I first saw the will of my god?
Half a year?
Or one year?
Even so, he has been praised as a peerless genius, but now in front of his junior brother, what is this?
He fell silent without realizing it.
Ning Qi stopped the stalking exercise and asked:
"Senior Brother Eight, I can learn from you. I just increase my knowledge. Don't worry, I won't be greedy."
Looking at the cute and intelligent junior brother who was looking inside, Qin Yun squeezed out a smile on his face:
"Okay, I'll teach you."
He instinctively wanted to refuse, but he felt that he was wrong.
He cursed himself in his heart.
Then he started to fight the Yazi stake, and on the one hand he talked about the various key points of the Yazi stake.
"My junior brother, have you learned it?"
Ning Qi nodded repeatedly.
With the previous eight stalk skills as the foundation, he learns it much faster now than before!
After a moment.
Qin Yun looked at Ning Qi's already extremely skillful Yazi stake and fell silent again.
"My junior brother, you practice slowly by yourself. I'll leave in advance."
He tried to squeeze out a smile on his face, and after that, he turned around and left, taking a deep breath, his eyes a little complicated.
Ning Qi responded without caring about it, thinking that Qin Yun was hit by him, but he had tried his best to restrain himself, and even the abnormality of the stone skin did not appear.
Shaking his head slightly, Ning Qi continued to practice martial arts.
If Qin Yun was here, he would not be able to let go of his hands and feet to practice. Soon, the Yazi spirit will be perfect.
Ning Qi's eyes were extremely bright.
The nine Zhenwu sects finally gathered!
Chapter completed!