The Trick of Longevity, Paper-cutting Becomes a Spirit

Chapter 107
In a large guest room, a curtain was drawn in the middle to separate the couch.

Outside, the fog is steaming.

Lu Qian leaned against the wall of the tub, but the tub was a bit small, and it was a bit crowded to stay in it.

A slippery little hand slid down his shoulders quietly.

"Add the lifespan first, otherwise after the paper-cutting technique is upgraded, I don't know how much lifespan it will consume. However, it can be expected that the higher the level of the paper-cutting technique, the more lifespan will be consumed during the paper-cutting. There is no doubt about this .”

Lu Qian pondered for a moment, and directly increased his lifespan to one hundred years old.

In this way, there is no need to consider life expectancy for the time being.

Otherwise, in your twenties, if you accidentally "cut" yourself to death one day, that would be a lot of fun.

"Qian... Xiang... gong, I'd better... stay... wait... then wash. The two of us... the two of us... it's too crowded..."

Zuo Qiuling held Xiaofeng's shoulders with both hands, pushed La into the bucket, and teased, "Are you feeling unbearably hot all over?"

"I……"

Zuo Qiuling giggled, and said, "The first medicinal bath was like this... Alright."

"mainly……"

The tub was indeed a little too small, and Lu Qian sat in the tub with his legs curled up, feeling a little uncomfortable.He simply stretched his legs, stretched them behind Xiaofeng's waist, and "hugged" her.

"Ah, sister Xiaofeng, are you hot or cold? Why are you still shaking?"

Behind Lu Qian, Jing Yanxiu giggled.

After adding the lifespan, there are 610 and [-] points left.

610, eight points, seems like a lot, but when added to the paper-cutting technique, it is almost a drop in the bucket.

Since Lu Qian decided to live in seclusion again for a period of time, the paper-cutting skills can be improved slowly by fifty times of paper-cutting a day, and it won't take long.

Lingwuquan has already achieved great success in cultivation, but Lu Qian felt that his understanding of Lingwuquan, especially in its use, was still a bit short.Upgrading at this point doesn't make much sense.

Although the potential point can directly raise every martial skill by leaps and bounds, Lu Qian's own foundation is too shallow, and the martial skill is raised too high, which will greatly affect his performance.

In his current situation, it is better to lay a solid foundation first.

Thinking of this, Lu Qian spent 73 points to upgrade the Jinling swordsmanship to the "proficient" level.

call--

With the promotion of Jin Ling swordsmanship, a gust of hot air rose from the lower abdomen and condensed into a ball.

"oops."

Jing Yanxiu exclaimed, and said strangely, "Master, why are you so hot all of a sudden?"

A hot current came from the dantian, gathered into a ball, and then began to spread to the limbs and bones.

Xiaofeng reached out to wipe the sweat from her forehead, picked up a puddle of muddy water, and said, "It's so hot. Sister Ling'er, I can't take it anymore."

"No."

Zuo Qiuling pressed her shoulders from behind and said, "This is your first medicinal bath, so you should soak as long as possible, it will be of great benefit to you in the future.

In this medicated bath, the longer you soak in it, the better the medicine will be absorbed.How long you can last your first medicated bath will largely determine how long you will persist in the future.Sister Feng'er, these herbs are very expensive, don't waste them. "

Xiaofeng was startled, and said, "Is it very expensive?"

Zuo Qiuling nodded and said, "Of course it's expensive."

Xiaofeng looked at Lu Qian's face in front of him, heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "Fortunately, I'm with Brother Qian, otherwise there would be a lot of waste."

The two of them soaked in the medicated bath in the bathtub, almost clinging to each other.

Although both of them leaned back against the tub, the two-point contact was always unavoidable.

During this period of time, as long as conditions permit, Lu Qian basically insists on taking medicinal baths every day. Anyway, he is not short of medicinal materials now.

Although the prescription given by Zuo Qiuling was very expensive, it was really good.

Not long after that, Lu Qian felt that his physical fitness had made a qualitative leap.

Lu Qian got married last night, but this night and day, he had no free time.

This evening, I heard from Xiaofeng that the inn has heated hot water, so I can take a bath.Lu Qian immediately thought that it was not too late for Xiaofeng to start practicing martial arts.

With Zuo Qiuling, an old hand, pointing from the side, coupled with a lot of medicinal materials, Xiaofeng can at least practice Lingwuquan.

Of course, if her talent is really bad, then no one can do anything about it.

The prescriptions prepared by Zuo Qiuling are divided into medicine bath and oral administration.The oral part does not require many medicinal materials, and more than half of the medicinal materials are actually used in the medicinal bath.

The medicine is taken orally into the stomach, while the medicated bath penetrates directly into the body from the skin, which is more uniform and direct. Naturally, the medicated bath has a better effect.

However, the amount of medicinal materials consumed by medicinal baths is not affordable by ordinary people.

Poor culture and rich martial arts.The birth of every talented warrior is inseparable from the cultivation of a large number of precious medicinal materials.

A portion of medicinal materials, with a bucket of water.It doesn't matter whether there is one person or two people, the effect is the same.

Thinking about saving...

Naturally, there is no need for them to come out with two barrels.

A pair of catkins slid up from the water and began to gently pinch the shoulders.

Lu Qian closed his eyes and couldn't help but let out a long breath.

Jing Yanxiu is indeed from a professional background, this method is much more clever than those vulgar places in later generations.

Xiaofeng's big eyes were already wet by the water mist. She closed them for a while, opened them for a while, and looked a little restless, and her small face was even red from the steam. cooked.

Zuo Qiuling pressed Xiaofeng's shoulder, felt her whole body trembling, and said with a smile: "If you really can't bear it anymore, let Xianggong help you."

"How...how can I help?"

Zuo Qiuling giggled, suddenly grabbed Xiaofeng's shoulders, and pushed forward violently.

Large splashes of water splashed out and fell to the ground.

……

……

There was only half of the water in the tub, and it was already cold.

The other half bucket of water was spilled on the ground.

Jing Yanxiu came down from the couch, holding a towel, and was wiping the water stains on the floor.

Her bright red wedding dress had already been hung on the stool.

Xiaofeng didn't sleep all night last night. Today, after a day's driving and taking a medicinal bath at night, coupled with several bumps, she has already passed out.

Zuo Qiuling curled up in Lu Qian's arms, listening to his story, while interrupting the judgment at any time.

Lu Qian talked for a while, but his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he fell asleep without knowing where he was talking.

This night, he was the most exhausted.

……

……

Lu Qian felt that he hadn't had such a long sleep for a long time.

The next day, I don't know what time it is, the sun shines through the window lattice, and the room is warm.

Lu Qian opened his sleepy eyes, reached out to touch, and there was no one on the bed.

When I turned my head to look, I saw that the room was clean, the mess from last night had already been cleaned up, and the bathtub was gone.

On the two chairs on the side, there is a piece of paper bride on each side.

This is Zuo Qiuling and Jing Yanxiu.

The two of them didn't know if they were afraid that their paper bodies would fall on the bed and be accidentally tossed by Lu Qian and the two, so they both chose to sit on the chairs and leave.

On the dining table, there was a bowl of porridge, a stack of pickles and two steamed buns.

It looks like the porridge is cold.

Lu Qian raised his head and looked around with his giant eyes.

Although the room in the inn is not small, it cannot be compared with my own house after all, and I can have a panoramic view at a glance.

However, Xiaofeng disappeared.

(End of this chapter)