The emperor's family raised me in poverty? But I have an innate ability.

Chapter 23: Final Departure, Haoran's Body
"This favor is huge."

Looking at Su Changqing's acupuncture skills, Su Nan sighed.

The inheritance of the great emperor, or the most mysterious and ancient emperor. This kind of human feelings cannot be compared with a volume of Emperor Wen's essays.

Ruxian's courage was so great that he didn't know how to respond for a moment.

"Master, what's the situation? Do you want to wake my father up first?"

Seeing that Su Nan was silent, Erniu immediately asked nervously.

"If you wake up your father now, he can kill you. Do you believe it?"

Su Nan said in a funny voice: "Don't panic, this is a good thing for your father now."

"Maybe, in a while you'll have a quasi-emperor father."

Su Wenlin and Su Nan are of the same generation, just like Erniu and Changqing, they have been playing together since childhood.

However, Sunan's talent in martial arts was too terrifying. He suppressed his contemporaries all the way and reached the peak of the quasi-emperor.

But Su Wenlin was not weak either. Although he could not keep up with Su Nan's pace, he slowly caught up.

But that battle completely cut off Su Wenlin's path to becoming a Quasi-Emperor. This was Su Nan's regret, and Su Wenlin's unwillingness.

But now, Su Changqing, with his divine medical skills and the Nine Profound Acupuncture Technique, is actually going to cure Su Wenlin!

This is a great joyous event for both Su Wenlin and the Su family.

Quasi-Emperor is no ordinary person. Even if he has just entered the stage of Quasi-Emperor, he is still a remarkable peak existence.

"Ah? Quasi-emperor?" Erniu was stunned.

His father had said that there was no hope for him to become a quasi-emperor in this lifetime, so how come he suddenly had another chance?

"puff!"

Without waiting for Erniu to ask in detail, Su Wenlin suddenly vomited large amounts of blood.

Su Changqing also put away the silver needle and wiped his sweaty forehead.

"father!"

Erniu was startled and immediately supported Su Wenlin.

Su Wenlin took a deep breath, and after a simple breathing adjustment, the surging power in his body returned again.

Not only that, the hidden injury that had been bothering him for a long time had disappeared, and a long-lost feeling of relief surged into his heart.

"Hahahahaha!"

After a brief examination of the body, Su Wenlin could no longer hold back his laughter.

Su Nan on the side smiled without saying a word, looking at Su Changqing with relief in his eyes.

"Dad, how are you?" Erniu asked.

Su Wenlin did not reply, but stood up solemnly and bowed deeply to Su Changqing.
"Changqing, your uncle Wenlin thanks you!"

From the family's perspective, although Su Changqing is the young master, Su Wenlin is the elder and does not need to perform formalities.

But this gift is different!
This gift is a gift from Su Changqing to give him a new life!

"Uncle Wenlin, you can't do this."

Su Changqing quickly dodged and said with a wry smile: "It was just a simple two injections, there is no need to do this."

Su Wenlin and Su Nan sighed in their hearts when they heard this.

Just two stitches?
Su Changqing didn't understand that the value of these two needles was much more precious than a holy pill.

"By the way, Uncle Wenlin, how do you feel?"

"Are you feeling better?"

Su Changqing asked expectantly.

"Forehead"

The smile on Su Wenlin's face froze, and he looked towards Su Nan at the door for help.

How do you say this?
Is the cold gone or not?
Will he leave tomorrow or not?
The corner of Su Nan's mouth twitched slightly, "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Anyway, Chang Qing cured Su Wenlin, so if someone says he didn't cure him, it wasn't his fault.

"This bastard!" Su Wenlin gritted his teeth.

There was no other way. For the sake of the overall situation, he could only put on a sad face.

"No, I feel worse."

Su Changqing was stunned.

He didn't understand. The thing hadn't even been cured, so what was the point of the ceremony?
"Uncle Wenlin, I'm sorry."

Finally, Su Changqing sighed.

Su Wenlin sighed softly and murmured in his heart,

"My apologies, young master. I will apologize when you return to the Su family."

...Su Wenlin did not survive that night, and neither did many people in the village.

Su Changqing did not go to school today, but went to see Uncle Wenlin and other villagers off for the last time.

On the way back, he patted Erniu's shoulder with a gloomy look.

"I'm sorry, Brother Erniu, I couldn't save Uncle Wenlin."

Erniu grinned and waved his hands, "It's okay, he deserves to die, it has nothing to do with your medical skills."

Su Changqing looked at Erniu strangely after hearing this, "Brother Erniu, Uncle Wenlin is dead, why do I see that you are not sad at all?"

Erniu's grin froze.

He wanted to act more realistically, but he really couldn't cry.

Dad has recovered from his old injury and has the potential to become emperor.

Besides, now that his father was gone, there was no one to look after him, so he felt relaxed.

Yesterday, I condensed my innate secret skills and gained a new sword technique.
Adding all these things together, it’s no longer just a double happiness, but a quadruple happiness!
Looking at Su Changqing's strange eyes, Erniu wailed in his heart.

"I can't cry, but I promise not to laugh, okay?"

In order to avoid being exposed, Erniu ran away wildly, but the sound coming out of his mouth was unclear whether it was crying or laughing.

……

The departure of Su Wenlin and other villagers made Su Changqing depressed for a long time.

But time heals everything. Three months passed in a blink of an eye, and the village gradually returned to normal.

During this period, Su Changqing had a very regular schedule. He went to the study to read during the day and came back to study medical books and swordsmanship at night.

But as time passed, the look in Li Qingchen's eyes when he looked at Su Changqing became increasingly strange.

Until today
"Haoran Body!?"

Looking at Su Changqing, whose whole body was suddenly emitting light, Li Qingchen was horrified.

During this period, no one knew how many books Su Changqing had read.

The vast amount of knowledge brought about a drastic change in Su Changqing's temperament at this moment.

Not only that, thanks to Su Changqing's extraordinary understanding, a ray of pure righteousness is born almost every day.

But with Su Nan's reminder, Li Qingchen always wiped it off and didn't take it seriously.

But Li Qingchen did not expect that the righteous energy that he had dispersed did not disappear, but was integrated into Su Changqing's body.

Everyone knows that the purest trace of noble spirit in a scholar is the one that was first born.

The subsequent gradual growth of the righteous spirit was also based on the existence of that ray of righteous origin.

As for Su Changqing, it is almost as if a wisp of his great origin is broken up every day and then integrated into his body.

One or two days might not show anything, but after doing this for three months, Su Changqing's body underwent tremendous changes and became a Haoran body.

"Haoran's body, Emperor Wen had this kind of body at the beginning."

"My words are the truth, my actions are the way, and every word and action is the way of nature!"

Li Qingchen exclaimed.

He also didn't expect that he would unexpectedly achieve a great body.

This existence is no less than that of other martial arts holy bodies and divine bodies.

With such a physique, Su Changqing's future path of Confucianism and Taoism will be extremely smooth. At the same time, the power of his righteous energy will far exceed that of Confucianists and Taoists.

"If this physique gives rise to the great righteousness, even I won't be able to suppress it."

Li Qingchen smiled bitterly and shook his head. Su Changqing's Confucian and Taoist foundation was now so solid that it was shocking.

"Changqing." Li Qingchen spoke slowly.

"Hmm teacher?"

Su Changqing raised his head, and his eyes as bright as the dazzling stars made Li Qingchen subconsciously turn his head away.

He calmed himself and chuckled:

"You don't need to read books anymore. I will teach you how to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

In the eyes of other people, calligraphy, chess, and painting are just pretentious arts, but in the hands of Confucian and Taoist scholars, they are a means of attack!

Words command the heaven and earth; pen falls and mountains and rivers appear.

The beauty in the painting dances, and the world changes as you move!
This is Li Qingchen, and also Ruxian’s true ability!

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