Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 115 The Little Beggar's Seal is Lifted

In early summer, Kunlun Mountain is still not hot.

However, the arrival of more and more people from the martial arts world has made the atmosphere here more lively.

Although there are still six months until the "Kunlun Sword Competition".

It's easy to imagine that there were quite a few young martial artists trying their luck.

They dared not go to the Embroidered Jade Valley Flower Palace because Yaoyue really dared to kill people.

Here, Yan Nantian and Ren Shaoyang are renowned for their chivalry. If one is lucky enough to meet them and gain their favor, they may pass on their divine skills, bestow upon them divine weapons and treasures, or even give away all their martial arts prowess.
Just thinking about these supernatural tales from vernacular novels excites them!
"drive!"

"drive!"

Ding An, holding a rag, stood at the entrance of the wine shop, watching enviously as groups of young heroes rode away on horseback. He then turned to look at Yan Nantian, who was calculating accounts behind the counter.

"Uncle Yan, sometimes I really envy their carefree and whimsical nature."

"How to say?"

"They're not handsome, their martial arts skills are mediocre, and their overall aptitude is terrible."

Ding'an counted on his fingers, but found he didn't have enough, so he looked up and said:
"But they're confident they can get all your and the cripple's gold coins."

Yan Nantian laughed loudly.

Shao Yang and his two companions stayed at the wine shop. After spending a lot of time together, they became familiar with Shao Yang's occasional "strange remarks".

For example, this "coin explosion" always makes him laugh uncontrollably.

Yan Nantian said, “These people are like dogs covered in shit. They wag their tails and beg for food when you have it, but they bar their teeth and sneer when you don’t. They even pounce on you when you try to leave.” He sighed helplessly, “They are truly disgusting.”

Ding'an nodded, unable to agree any further.

After Wan Chunliu took over the wine shop, Yan Nantian settled down there.

But this poor man only knows how to drink; he has no idea how to run a business.
It had to be the legendary doctor Wan, who pulled out a medicinal wine recipe like Doraemon, which supposedly could "nourish yin and strengthen yang," and tasted delicious too.

This medicinal wine became an instant hit as soon as it was launched.

The surrounding sects were all buying up the goods in large quantities. They weren't really pursuing anything like "nourishing yin and strengthening yang"; they just wanted to drink.

As a result, Yan Nantian lived a very comfortable and carefree life in Luoxia Town.

That day, Ren Shaoyang told him about Zhang San Niang's daughter, Zhang Jing.

This made Yan Nantian very uneasy.

Once the little beggar's health problems are resolved, we will go to find Zhang San Niang and get to the bottom of things.

"Are Shao Yang and the others ready?" Yan Nantian asked.

Ding An went to the side, fetched a pot of wine, poured it for him, and said in a deep voice, "Ready to begin."

"Yes, I hope the little beggar gets better soon, then I can go to Jiangnan with peace of mind."

Yan Nantian downed several drinks in a row as he spoke.

Suddenly, he exclaimed "Huh?", looked at the cup in his hand, and then at Ding An, whose face was flushed.

"Ding'an, where did you get this wine from?"

“There!” Ding’an pointed to the top wine cabinet.

Yan Nantian lowered his head and remained silent. After a long while, he suddenly looked up, his face flushed bright red!

"Ding'an, are you trying to kill me? My 'Wedding Dress Divine Skill' is fully mastered, and my vital energy is abundant. You want me to drink aphrodisiac wine?"

Ding An was stunned, and quickly waved his hands: "No, I didn't!"

"Shut up! Old Lu always said you'd find a chance to get back at me, but I never believed him." Yan Nantian slammed his fist on the table, his ears practically steaming. "Today I'm going to teach you a lesson, you traitor!"

Seeing Yan Nantian's face growing redder and redder, and his fist, the size of a sandbag, slowly rising, Ding An quickly raised one hand and shouted, "Help!" He then ran swiftly towards the backyard.

"You traitor, take this punch!"
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A small room in the backyard.

The doors and windows were closed inside, and a stove in the corner was burning brightly, simmering a pot of Chinese medicine.

Hongxiu was dressed in red, as red as blood, yet also like a dancing flame.

She sat upright on the bed, her body covered in silver needles, unable to move, with only her two round eyes moving erratically from side to side.

Ren Shaoyang held her hand and smiled, "Are you scared?"

Hongxiu laughed and said, "This heroine has seen it all, from fire to water! You can't scare me!"

Ren Shaoyang saw that she was clearly terrified but still stubborn, so he patted her hand and turned to look at Wan Chunliu.

"Master Physician Wan, are you ready?"

Wan Chunliu nodded and said with a serious expression, "The Fire-Guiding and Rejuvenating Soup has been boiled. Once Miss Hongxiu drinks it, we can proceed with the 'Guiding Qi and Expelling Evil' ritual!"

As he spoke, he poured the pot of Chinese medicine into a bowl and handed it to Shao Yang.

Ren Shaoyang reached out and flicked his hand, unleashing the "Sword Cold" power. The heat subsided, and the temperature became more palatable. He then brought the bowl to Hongxiu's lips.

"Drink it. It's a bit bitter, but it works."

The little beggar opened his mouth slightly, and immediately a mouthful of extremely bitter and pungent medicinal soup was poured into his mouth.

Her face immediately contorted into a crease, but Hongxiu was resolute. Even in such agony, she did not cry out or vomit, but instead swallowed hard.

After finishing his drink, he even smacked his lips and chuckled, "Delicious! I'd love to have a few more bowls!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Great! Doctor Wan still has quite a few left."

Wan Chunliu stroked his beard and smiled, "Yes, yes."

Hongxiu immediately frowned and whispered, "You know, sometimes I'm willing to tell a little lie too."

The two of them burst into laughter.

As soon as the laughter subsided, Wan Chunliu said in a deep voice, "Miss Hongxiu, the next step, 'guiding qi and expelling evil,' will be extremely painful. You must endure it."

Hongxiu's big eyes were filled with fear, but she still shouted, "Okay, I'll try my best!"

Wan Chunliu smiled slightly and looked at Ren Shaoyang: "Young Master, let's begin."

Ren Shaoyang nodded, sat down behind Hongxiu, and placed his hands on her back.

Wan Chunliu took out a silver needle and said, "Young master, when I insert the silver needle, you should use your divine skill to guide the 'Heavenly Wrath True Qi' to disperse into this acupoint. Be sure to watch the timing carefully, neither too fast nor too slow!"

Ren Shaoyang's "Great Vajra Divine Power" had already seeped into the little beggar's body. He felt a destructive internal force in his middle dantian, like a monster that was constantly expanding, surging and writhing.

Ren Shaoyang carefully and slowly enveloped the internal force with his "Great Vajra Divine Power" before replying, "I'm ready."

Wan Chunliu said, "Miss Hongxiu, when the young master guides the energy to the corresponding acupoints, you will feel it. Please use the 'Acupoint Shifting Technique' to make slight adjustments, making sure that the 'needle,' 'acupoint,' and 'energy' are in harmony, understand?"

Hongxiu was a little nervous, but she still nodded with a stern face. Wan Chunliu sighed, "You will suffer the most during this process, but you must force yourself to perform the acupoint transfer. Please hang in there."

"I'm fine!" Hongxiu said nonchalantly. "As long as I get better!"

Wan Chunliu nodded and shouted, "Ready? Shaoshang acupoint!" His hands moved swiftly, and a silver needle was already inserted.

Ren Shaoyang knew that this acupoint was located at the tip of the thumb, so he immediately channeled his inner energy and pulled out a wisp of "Heavenly Wrath True Qi" to rush straight to this acupoint.

The little beggar suddenly felt excruciating pain in his internal organs. If it weren't for the silver needles sticking into his body, preventing him from moving, he probably would have curled up long ago.

She quickly roused herself, sensing the flow of vital energy in her meridians, and used the "Acupoint Shifting Technique" to adjust her angle.

Just as Wan Chunliu's silver needle fell, the "Heavenly Wrath True Qi" also happened to reach the "Shaoshang acupoint"!
With a hiss, a very thin stream of fiery red air shot out.

Ren Shaoyang looked closely and saw that the tip of the little beggar's thumb had turned bright red.

“Very successful!”

Wan Chunliu nodded, looking at the little beggar who was gritting his teeth and enduring the pain, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and said, "Just bear with it a little longer, it'll be over soon."

The little beggar gritted his teeth and nodded.

Wan Chunliu shouted, "Quchi acupoint!"

Ren Shaoyang then guided another wisp of true energy to the elbow of the little beggar, slightly adjusting the acupoint to harmonize with the true energy.

As soon as the silver needle was inserted, Hongxiu's eyes widened suddenly. She felt her internal organs tighten and squeeze together, causing unbearable pain.

But she still held back her screams and instead burst into laughter: "Hurry up, hurry up! Grandpa Wan, are you looking down on me by being so slow!"

Wan Chunliu was speechless when he saw her pale face and cold sweat pouring down her forehead. He was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth for a moment.

Ren Shaoyang wiped her sweat with his sleeve and said, "Please speed up, we can keep up!"

"it is good!"

Seeing that the two had spoken, Wan Chunliu no longer held back. Silver needles rained down as he shouted repeatedly, "Zhongwan, Xuehai, Yongquan, Yaoyangguan!"

Both Shao Yang and the little beggar possessed the "Eye-Clearing Style," so even though Wan Chunliu's needles fell fast, they could easily keep up with him.

Several strands of Heavenly Wrath True Qi immediately circulated through Hongxiu's meridians. She moved her acupoints in time, and the two of them also possessed the extraordinary power of the "Heart-Sacrifice Style," so their cooperation was extremely tacit.

In an instant, the silver needle entered the acupoint, and the vital energy followed, neither too fast nor too slow, just right.

The little beggar's body hissed and crackled, his crimson true energy emanating from him, and an aura as fierce as thunder and fire filled the entire small room.

After taking a few breaths, Wan Chunliu felt his eyes turn red, as if he had boundless strength, hating that the heavens had no handle and the earth had no ring. His mind was filled with endless hallucinations, and he was about to suddenly stand up.

Just then, with a loud "whoosh," a bright blue iron rod pressed down on his shoulder.

This power, like a celestial being descending, instantly roused him, and his eyes cleared.

Turning his head, he saw Ren Shaoyang's pale face and said, "You've stabilized too."

Wan Chunliu nodded, still shaken, but thought to himself, "This Heavenly Wrath True Qi is incredibly troublesome! Even someone with your powerful inner strength, Young Master, couldn't withstand it!"

Seeing that Hongxiu's face was getting paler and paler, he hurriedly said loudly, "Young master, guide Miss Hongxiu to focus her mind and use her body as an acupoint to merge with the 'Heavenly Wrath True Qi'!"

At this moment, Ren Shaoyang felt that he could not continue. Although his "Great Vajra Divine Power" was extremely powerful, after several hours, it was like the delicate operation of threading a needle through a large spear. He also felt that his physical strength, energy and internal strength were exhausted.

The moment the divine sword was drawn was the last straw that broke the camel's back. He was swaying precariously, his face contorted beyond recognition.

Just then, a large hand pressed on his "Lingtai" acupoint on his back, and a powerful internal force, as strong as the blazing sun, was transmitted through his clothes.

Ren Shaoyang gradually felt the tightness in his chest ease slightly, and the warmth from the palm behind him slowly spread throughout his body, instantly clearing his mind. He turned his head to look.

But it was Ding'an's big face!

He chuckled and said, "You didn't say no one could help you!"

Ren Shaoyang smiled slightly and said softly, "It still has to be you, God's most favored child."

Without further thought, he channeled his inner energy back into the little beggar's body, silently focusing his mind on using the "Yin-Yang Transformation Technique" to distinguish between Yin and Yang.

Then, Shao Yang and Hong Xiu, in perfect harmony, reversed Yin and Yang, with Yang energy arising from Yin meridians and Yin energy arising from Yang meridians. Their blood and qi defied the natural order, neither blocking nor grasping, allowing the "Heavenly Wrath True Qi" to merge with their blood and qi.

Half an hour passed, and both Ding'an and Shaoyang's lips had turned white.

The little beggar remained calm, and gradually, a radiant light began to emanate from her face and body, like the radiance of a luminous pearl.

She was immersed in a magical state, and a surge of boiling heat gushed from her dantian, flowing hotly through her limbs and bones.

Although the little beggar was in a state between sleep and wakefulness, unable to speak or move, he was still greatly surprised. He felt that this internal energy was incredibly powerful, far surpassing the internal energy he had practiced in the past by more than a hundred times. He was terrified.
"What happened? What's wrong with me? Why can't I wake up?"

Just then, she seemed to hear Ren Shaoyang shout: "Guide the Qi into the eight acupoints: Zhangmen, Zhongwan, Yanglingquan, Juegu, Geyu, Dashu, Taiyuan, and Tanzhong!"

The little beggar had a sudden thought; she had read many medical books at Wan Chunliu's place.

The so-called "meeting point" refers to the place where the essence of the human body's organs, viscera, tendons, bones, blood, vessels, qi, and marrow converges.

Because there are eight acupoints in total throughout the body, they are called the Eight Meeting Points.

The eight acupoints mentioned by Ren Shaoyang correspond to these eight vital points on the human body, which can be said to be the extreme points of all meridians and acupoints.

Hongxiu immediately circulated the heat within her body, as if climbing a mountain, driving the eight streams of true energy to circulate through the eight acupoints.

When all the true energy fills the eight acupoints, the acupoints become as hot as fire, and the body shakes violently as if mountains were being shaken.

The little beggar's eyes suddenly opened, and he took a deep breath!
"Hi~!"

The crimson aura filling the room seemed to be drawn by the vent, instantly transforming into giant crimson pythons that fell into its mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Hongxiu felt extremely suffocated and couldn't help but throw her head back and let out a long howl to release the pent-up energy.

This cry was like a blue phoenix raising its voice, like jade shattering in Kunlun Mountain, soaring straight into the sky, causing all the birds to fall.

A fierce wind arose from the ground, its immense force surging in all directions.

Shao Yang, Ding An, and Wan Chunliu were swayed by a strong wind, and all three of them took several steps back and leaned against the wall.

An immense surge of energy erupted in the room. Suddenly, the little beggar stood up, and all the silver needles around him fell to the ground with a series of "poof" sounds. Without moving his hands or feet, he swayed slightly and flashed to the window.

"Little beggar, where are you going?!"

Hearing Ren Shaoyang's call, Hongxiu turned her head slightly, her eyes lifeless.

With a "whoosh," it transformed into a red shadow and disappeared into the distant mountains.

"Damn it, this Heaven-Shattering Wrath True Qi!" Ren Shaoyang cursed, then stood up abruptly. "Ding'an, come on!"

Ding An silently circulated his energy for a few breaths, and felt his internal strength had recovered. He immediately nodded and said, "Good!"

Before the words were even finished, the two figures were already flying like dragons in the sky, chasing after them madly.

(End of this chapter)