The Stone Fairy Who Is Not Afraid of Thunder

Although the pressure around him made Qin Shaochen feel very uncomfortable.

But he didn't feel nervous.

The bald old man must be an important figure in the Lao Qin family. The pressure on him gradually increased little by little, and there was obviously no malicious intention.

He remained silent and concentrated on fighting with all his strength.

The pressure continues to mount.

Soon he felt that he couldn't hold on any longer.

If he keeps squeezing like this, he might be crushed on the spot!

Just as he was about to speak, he didn't expect that the pressure around him suddenly disappeared in the next second.

Qin Shaochen, who had regained his freedom, quickly turned his neck, stretched his limbs, and let out a long breath.

His breathing quickly returned to normal, and his complexion gradually returned to its original state.

I couldn't help but feel sincere admiration for the bald old man.

"It's really good. It's a good seedling."

The bald man opposite smiled and spoke.

"Qin Shaochen, your body protection skills are quite good. Who taught you this?"

Qin Shaochen hurriedly bowed and replied respectfully:

"It was taught by Senior Zhou Ziyao, the elixir manager of Wanbaotang. He said that this body protection technique is called Nine Layers of Skin."

Facing such a powerful master, Qin Shaochen did not dare to say anything nonsense.

"It turns out to be that weirdo."

"Wanbaotang belongs to the Medicine Sect. It seems that you are practicing the Supreme Technique of the Medicine Sect."

Unexpectedly, the bald old man was very knowledgeable, and he directly told where he came from.

"I have also heard that the Medicine Sect has a very powerful body-protecting magical skill. It must be the one you learned."

"If I am willing to teach you this technique, what does it have to do with the Medicine Sect?" The bald old man asked next.

"This junior was fortunate enough to join the Medicine Sect a year ago and become an outer disciple."

The bald old man nodded with satisfaction.

"Unexpectedly, one of the descendants of the Qin family can have a relationship with the Medicine Sect."

"On this basis, I am willing to give you some advice."

There was more smile on the old man's face.

"What's more, your martial arts foundation is indeed extraordinary."

Hearing the old man's words, Qin Shaochen couldn't help but feel refreshed.

Although the bald old man had been sitting there and never made a move, Qin Shaochen knew that his martial arts were many times stronger than those of the great martial arts masters.

Even Qin Chaotian was far inferior to this bald old man.

"My time is limited, so I won't be able to give you much advice, but as long as you study hard, it will be of great benefit in the end."

The old man stood up while talking.

"Follow me, we'll learn again in the back mountains."

After saying that, the bald old man walked towards the small door at the back.

Qin Shaochen was stunned and turned to look at Qin Chaotian.

Seeing great-grandfather's face full of smile, he nodded to him.

Naturally, it was a hint for him to follow quickly.

Qin Shaochen no longer hesitated and immediately quickened his pace to follow.

Soon, the two of them left the Qin family compound one after the other.

After that, we walked all the way towards the forest in the back mountain.

Not long after entering the forest, the old man walked faster and faster, and his figure became even more erratic.

Several times, Qin Shaochen lost sight of the old man.

Still relying on his amazing hearing, he ran wildly for a while before catching up with the bald old man again.

Half an hour later, we came to a mountain col.

In the open space in the middle of the mountain col, there are several thatched houses, with pines and cypresses planted behind them. Although the place is small, it is quite elegant.

The old man walked into the house, took out a pot of tea, and placed two teacups on the stone table in front of the house.

"Sit down, don't be formal here."

Qin Shaochen saw that the old man had a casual temperament and was not polite. After bowing, he sat down on the stone bench next to the stone table.

The old man seemed quite happy.

After making two cups of tea, he said, "My name is Lan Kui."

"I have lived in seclusion in this place for more than ten years. Have you heard of my name before?"

"No. I just arrived at Lao Qin's house not long ago."

Qin Shaochen answered honestly.

"However, I can guess another level of senior's identity."

"Tell me and listen."

"If my guess is correct, senior must be a master in martial arts."

"Haha! You really have good eyesight. You can actually see my cultivation level."

Lan Kui looked very happy.

"You guessed it right, I am not a spiritual warrior. Just like you, I am a warrior..."

Immediately afterwards, Lan Kui talked to Qin Shaochen about his past with great interest.

He started practicing martial arts at the age of seven, was promoted to martial arts master at the age of sixteen, was promoted to the great martial arts master at the age of twenty-seven, and was successfully promoted to the master level at the age of fifty.

With his experience, he is definitely a martial arts genius.

"It's a pity that a person's talent has its limit after all."

After speaking, Lan Kui suddenly began to shake his head and sigh.

"Since I became a master at the age of fifty, my progress in martial arts has gradually slowed down. Later, it became even more difficult."

"Now, I am one hundred and thirty-six years old and have just entered the middle stage of being a master."

"It took a full eighty-six years to barely advance a small level. It can be said that all the talents have been lost, and the old age is useless!"

Having said this, I started to shake my head frequently, feeling quite regretful.

Qin Shaochen smiled.

"Senior Lan, you always have too high demands on yourself."

"Actually, both your martial arts and longevity are far beyond those of ordinary people, enough to make others envious for a lifetime."

"What does my little achievement mean?"

"In terms of martial arts, it's barely passable, but life span..."

Lan Kui was still shaking his head and sighing.

"Compared to those great spiritualists, it's far behind."

"There's simply no comparison, it's not worth mentioning at all!"

Hearing Lan Kui say this, Qin Shaochen couldn't help but become a little interested.

"Senior Lan, speaking of life span, I would like to ask you something?"

"What?"

"I heard from some tribesmen that if a spiritualist cultivates to become a great spiritualist, not only will his cultivation level increase greatly, but his life span will also increase greatly."

"I wonder if those statements are true?"

"Of course they are true!"

Lan Kui nodded without hesitation.

"You are a little warrior, you may not understand the extraordinaryness of Qi training and spiritual cultivation."

"A warrior who lives to my age is almost at the end."

"In seven or eight years at most, I will die of old age. No matter how many longevity pills I take, I can't prolong my life."

"But spiritualists who cultivate the spirit are very different."

Speaking of this, Lan Kui's face also showed a trace of envy.

"The cultivation of spiritualists can be said to have no end. As long as they can keep advancing, their life span will continue to increase."

"Just like our Qin family's ancestor, who is now nearly four hundred years old and is still alive and well..."

"What?"

Qin Shaochen was stunned at first, and then he was surprised!

"Senior Lan, what did you say just now?"

"Is the ancestor...he is still alive?"

"Of course he is alive."

Lan Kui glared at Qin Shaochen with a little dissatisfaction.

"It's unfair that you have the surname Qin, but you don't even know whether your ancestor is dead or alive."

Qin Shaochen was stunned and sat on the stone bench motionless, unable to speak for a long time.

He really didn't expect that the ancestor of the Qin family, who was so powerful and founded the Qin family of Huaitian City more than 300 years ago, was still alive in the world!

After a long while, he sorted out his thoughts and gradually came to his senses.

The ancestor is a great spiritualist.

It is rumored that the lifespan of a great spiritualist can live to more than 300 years old.

If the cultivation of the ancestor of the Qin family is more profound, it is not impossible for him to live to nearly 400 years old.

Thinking of this, Qin Shaochen slapped his forehead and finally said something.

"It turns out that I have always been ignorant. I didn't know that our Qin family's ancestors have always been alive in the world!"

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