The Trick of Longevity, Paper-cutting Becomes a Spirit

Chapter 19 The rare genius

Lu Qian didn't know when Zuo Qiuling got up, but she was quietly eavesdropping on their conversation.

Immediately, he turned and walked into the house.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Zuo Qiuling sitting on the edge of the kang, looking depressed.

Seeing this, Lu Qian ignored her and went to cook on his own.

After traveling for a month, he cooks by himself every day, and he is already used to it.

Breakfast is brown rice porridge mixed with chestnuts, and some leftover mushrooms are added to it.

Even this kind of rice can't keep you full.

Lu Qian suddenly felt that as a time traveler, he was really having a miserable life.

It seems that it is time to use your brain and find a way to earn some money.

It's not okay to hang around like this.

Zuo Qiuling sat on the edge of the Kang and kept looking at Lu Qian from the corner of her eye. Seeing that he was busy with himself and kept silent, she finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted:

"Hey?"

"Ok?"

The expression on Zuo Qiuling's face was a little strange. She looked at Lu Qian but didn't speak, and the expression in her eyes was a little complicated.

Seeing this, Lu Qian went back to his own business.

At this moment, with Lu Qian's back turned to her, Zuo Qiuling said quietly, "I'm staying at your house, am I...bringing you trouble?"

"The trouble is not so troublesome..."

Halfway through Lu Qian's speech, he suddenly changed the subject and said, "However, you won't live with me for the rest of your life. Do you have any plans?"

Zuo Qiuling blushed beautifully, and said, "I...Of course I won't live with you forever. Um...Let's wait for ten days and a half months. When the situation gets better, I'll leave."

Lu Qian nodded, and said, "I think in half a month, those bandits won't be here with you all the time."

The "situation" Zuo Qiuling mentioned was obviously worried that those bandits would not let her go.If she went out of the mountain rashly, she was afraid that they would block her again.

Hearing the word "Bandit", Zuo Qiuling's expression darkened immediately, and she said through gritted teeth, "When I go back, I'll have my father send troops to suppress them immediately."

After hearing this, Lu Qian asked curiously, "Is your father an official or a general?"

Zuo Qiuling said: "Neither of them. Hmm...you will know when you have a chance to find me in Huliu City."

Lu Qian nodded seriously, and said, "Huliu City, I will go."

Seeing his seriousness, Zuo Qiuling asked in disbelief, "Really?"

"of course."

Zuo Qiuling thought for a while, and said: "My father is the head of Taiyang Gate in Huliu City. After you arrive, just come to Taiyang Gate to find me."

Lu Qian nodded and said, "Okay. Then if you stay for half a month, I'll send you away. I'll go find you when I get to Huliu City later."

Zuo Qiuling frowned, then spread her hands to Lu Qian.

Lu Qian was stunned and said, "What?"

"I didn't... entangle..."

……

A lady from a wealthy family needs to spend money on her way.

What's more, they are far away from Huliu City, so they can't rely on stealing and robbery all the way.

……

……

After breakfast, Zuo Qiuling continued to teach Lu Qian the whole set of "Lingwuquan".

This Lingwuquan is not a forceful way, but rather feminine. At first glance, it seems that it is only suitable for women to practice, not for men.

But when Lu Qian punched out a complete set of boxing techniques and realized them carefully, he found a difference.

Although the power of this set of boxing is not great, it is full of tenacity, combined with bodywork and footwork, it is very annoying.

Even if you encounter an enemy whose cultivation level is higher than your own, or if there are multiple enemies, you can fight with them for a long time with the help of the "wrap" formula, and it is extremely difficult to lose.

And if the cultivator's true qi is longer, it is not impossible to turn defeat into victory by exhausting the enemy's true qi and vigor with this boxing technique alone.

From the looks of it, Zuo Qiuling didn't lie to herself, this set of Lingwuquan was indeed not ordinary, worthy of the word "spirit".

The two of them taught one by one and practiced by the other, and the day passed by in a trance.

Towards evening, the sun has already set to the west.Lu Qian rested for a while, regained some energy, and said to Zuo Qiuling:

"I'll play it again, can you see if there's anything wrong?"

"Ah."

The two came under the big mulberry tree outside again, Lu Qian opened his posture, and punched out the 64-style Lingwuquan, one move at a time.

Zuo Qiuling stood aside, watching quietly.

After punching, Lu Qian's last trace of true energy was completely consumed.

He adjusted his breathing and turned his head, only to see Zuo Qiuling standing there in a daze, as if thinking about something.

Lu Qian walked up to him, stretched out his hand in front of her eyes, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Zuo Qiuling clasped her right thumb on her index finger, clasped an empty fist with her right hand, and rested her chin.A pair of eyes kept looking at Lu Qian.

Lu Qian looked at her, then at himself, and asked doubtfully, "Why, what's wrong?"

Zuo Qiuling thought for a while, shook her head lightly, and said, "It's so strange."

"What's so strange?"

Zuo Qiuling said: "Even for those with excellent talents, it takes at least a year or two to practice Lingwuquan before they can develop true energy."

Having said that, she raised her eyes to look at Lu Qian, her eyes glowed with splendor, as if she was looking at a rare and rare treasure:
"As for you, you have no foundation in martial arts, it's really strange that you can develop true qi after only one day of practice.

Could it be that you are a rare gifted genius? "

Lu Qian straightened his chest and said, "Isn't it possible?"

Zuo Qiuling's eyes lit up again, and she said, "Of course. I should really recommend you to my father. How about it? Are you interested in joining our Taiyang Gate?"

Lu Qian said teasingly: "Didn't you say that I am already past the age when I start practicing martial arts?"

Zuo Qiuling curled her lips and spat: "Smelly, who cares about you?"

Lu Qian smiled "haha" and didn't continue to answer the question.

Seeing Zuo Qiuling, she was too embarrassed to continue pestering this topic.

Whether Lu Qian himself is a peerless genius, he doesn't know.

However, he was able to generate "true qi" so quickly, most likely not because of his hard training for a day, but because of the whitebait soup he drank in his stomach.

The whitebait he cut out can not only be used to feed the hunger, but it seems that the fish also has some kind of "qi" in it, which can be directly transformed into true energy.

It's like, some kind of panacea.

The red sun set in the west, and the night opened again.

Another day passed.

There is no trick for dinner, it is still whitebait soup soaked in multigrain cakes.

Zuo Qiuling still drank with relish.

After Lu Qian knew that the whitebait might contain some kind of "Qi", he deliberately observed Zuo Qiuling's eating patterns.

As usual, she only focused on the deliciousness of the fish soup, and she didn't seem to notice the other differences brought about by this fish soup.

However, this is also normal.

Lu Qian reckoned that a whitebait can only increase a little bit of true energy at most.

Ten whitebait can add one thread.

And if the two share the food, what they get will be halved.

It's normal for Zuo Qiuling not to notice such a small increase.

Without the data changes displayed on the scroll panel, it would be even more impossible for Lu Qian himself to notice the changes brought about by the silver fish.

However, for Lu Qian, although there are few mosquito legs, it is better than nothing.

The point is, for him, whitebait is inexhaustible and inexhaustible.

As long as you insist on eating every day, the accumulated amount will be terrible after a long time.

The deliciousness of the fish soup completely conceals the dryness and bitterness of the sorghum flour multigrain cake.

Zuo Qiuling ate another round belly.

She put down the bowl, patted her stomach, burped, and got up to leave.

"do the washing up--"

Hearing Lu Qian's shout, Zuo Qiuling pursed her mouth, turned back reluctantly, picked up the two empty bowls on the table, and went to wash them angrily.

Lu Qian felt a little baffled: "I didn't ask you to cook, but to wash the dishes. How can you be so generous?"

It was already dark, the moon hadn't come out yet, and it was pitch black outside.

Lu Qian came to the window sill as usual, stepped on a stool, opened the window, and looked out.

Under the big mulberry tree, it is darker than other places.

It was pitch black and there was nothing.

Lu Qian was a little puzzled: Why didn't those ghosts come actively today?

(End of this chapter)