Juvenile Medical God

Talent determines talent and the environment creates talent.

From Jiang Xueqing's body, Qin Lang understands why there are fewer and fewer martial artists and self-cultivators. It is not a lack of talent for practice, but this environment is no longer suitable for practice.

The water body of Tianling, such as Jiang Xueqing, was almost buried, and even the two heavenly spirits were not fully effective, all because her body had accumulated a large amount of acquired impurities, and the meridians had been completely occluded. If it wasn't for Qin Lang to cleanse her body and temper her body impurities, she wouldn't be able to practice it.

However, when the impurities in Jiang Xueqing were completely refining, her natural water body showed an advantage over others. Although the power of the water she could control was not strong, she was already flexible in controlling the power of water. Freedom, when controlling the water element, Qin Lang feels that there is an artistry that gives people a beautiful enjoyment.

Jiang Xueqing also gradually became addicted to her talents, and gradually she felt that the water between her body and the world seemed to be perfectly integrated, which made her body become like water.

Jiang Xueqing, while controlling the water element, began to dance. As soon as Jiang Xueqing became a water elf, her body became as soft as water, as smooth as water, as varied as water...

Jiang Xueqing's water dance is amazing and beautiful. For a time, even Qin Lang is crazy. He is totally addicted to Jiang Xueqing's wonderful dance. Qin Lang knows that because of the awakening of talent, Jiang Xueqing will definitely become famous, because even if it is a blind man, Can feel the beauty of the heavens and the earth carried by her dancing.

"Qin Lang, thank you!" At the end of the dance, Jiang Xueqing also fully felt the changes in his body.

"You are my woman, this is what I should do." This is indeed what Qin Lang should do, but then he did not even do what he should not do, because he really could not help but want to taste one. Taste the beauty of natural waters.

As a result, Qin Lang’s classmates were once again indulged, because he felt that his lower body seemed to be caught in a storm, and that feeling was so cool.

It was not until Qin Lang "turned over" in the stormy waves that the battle ended.

Although they are not willing to separate from each other, both of them have to do things, and Jiang Xueqing also has to fly back to school. However, this does not mean that the relationship between the two ends, but the feelings of the two have reached another level.

In the cool autumn rain, Qin Lang sent Jiang Xueqing and returned to the city again.

Before entering the urban area, Qin Lang received a call from Tuyu Gu.

After greeting Qin Lang, the Tufan Master transferred the topic to the right track: "Mr. Qin, after my mediation, the upper level of Tantric has completely confirmed the identity of your ancestor, because we don’t know you and the poison What is the matter, we only know that you are the Guardian of the Tantrics - but the upper class has also said that since you are the Guardian of the Tantric, you should continue to work for the Tantric."

"I understand." Qin Lang said, "Did you want me to be a thug?"

"Oh... Mr. Qin, is for the ancestral door of Tantric, not a thug." Tufan master smiled slyly. "However, the more you can fight, the more valuable it is? The upper level of Tantric, It will definitely recognize your status more."

"When?" Qin Lang knew that this trick could not be arbitrarily unless he did not want the title and identity of the Tantric protector. But for now, this identity is obviously useful for Qin Lang.

“It’s tomorrow.” Tufan’s teacher said, “Tomorrow morning, the location is at the Washing Temple.”

"Waiyun Temple?" Qin Lang was a bit strange, which made him think of Baima.

"Reassured, I promised you, will take care of Baima, will not let people get involved." Tufan Gushen assured. However, Qin Lang knows that this guarantee is also valid. If Qin Lang and Tantric completely turned their faces or lost their use value, Tufan and Dawa Guru will not give Qin Lang a face.

"This is my only request for Tantric." Qin Lang replied that if the Tufan master did not care for Baima, Qin Lang would not mind killing the old lama himself.

After agreeing with the request of Tuyu Gu, Qin Lang had to rush to the autonomous prefecture. After all, with the rank of Qin Lang in the army, there was no special mission, and he was not qualified to use the military helicopter.

Qin Lang drove all the way to the car, and finally arrived in the autonomous prefecture in the afternoon, but Qin Lang did not go to the Washing Temple, because he knew that once he stayed at the Washing Temple, he would definitely live with Baima, he did not want to continue to spend energy. Cover up the "secret" between him and Baima.

Qin Lang lived in a small town closest to the Washing Temple. However, the conditions for accommodation were not very good. A pair of dogs and men next door were screaming all night, and it seemed that they could not wear the wall panels.

Fortunately, Qin Lang’s way of rest is not necessarily to sleep. He can achieve the purpose of rest by practicing the darkness of the heavens.

By the next morning, Qin Lang was preparing to go to the Washing Temple.

But when I arrived at the courtyard of the small hotel, I found several local hooligans around his BMW car. The head of a strong man patted the body road: "I grass, these Han dogs are really rich, actually dare to come to Laozi. The site is arrogant! Open a luxury car and drive a powerful car!"

When the owner of the small hotel saw it, he quickly went over and said to the brawny: "Xiong brother, this is the guest's car. If you break it, I can't afford it."

"Mom! Not your car, you will shut up Laozi! I see you give the Han people a habit of being a dog?" The strong man took a look at the boss.

"No, bear brother, no matter which era, you have to work to eat. It is really not easy for me to open a small hotel, you don't get this car, I really can't afford it." The small hotel owner continued to This brawny said good things.

Qin Lang knows that this "bear brother" is not only a mantle, but also a brain-disabled nationalist. This idiot is idle, but he can't accept other people better than his days.

"Take your dirty hands away." Qin Lang shouted to the bear brother.

"Oh, this is your kid's car? Mom, a yellow-haired boy actually drives a luxury car. I have a better life than the bear brother. However, this is not the site of the Han people. Here is what my bear brother said. Count, you don't think that the police will come to help you. Here, the police have to give me a little bit of face." Xiong Ge provoked Qin Lang.

“Hey?” Qin Lang sneered. “Are you so embarrassed? Is it even more so than my secret patriarch?”

"Guarding King Kong? You are the Guardian of the Tantrics?" The bear brother laughed. "If you protect the King Kong, Laozi is the Buddha!"

"Dare to dare to Buddha, you are looking for the rhythm of death." Qin Lang sneered.

"Looking for death? Here Laozi is Wang Fa, can you move me? You still ask for more happiness." Xiong Ge roared.

But at this time, a group of lamas came over, and an old lama headed to Qin Lang said: "Qin Hufa, how do you live in such a small place? Go quickly, go up the mountain with me."

"It was dark when I arrived here yesterday. I stopped by the way. Yes, this cellar not only provokes me, but also publicly blasphemes the Buddha. How do you generally punish such people?" Qin Lang told Tufan Gu Asked.

"Let's go to the Buddha as a sacrifice." Tufan Gu teacher said faintly, "Today is a big day, always need a little sacrifice."