The emperor's family raised me in poverty? But I have a very good understanding.

"This is a huge favor."

Looking at Su Changqing's method of acupuncture, Su Nan sighed.

The inheritance of the great emperor is still the most mysterious and ancient emperor. This favor is not comparable to a volume of Emperor Wen's essays.

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

"Master, how is the situation? Do you want to wake up my father first?"

Seeing Sunan's silence, Er Newton asked nervously.

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

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

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

Su Wenlin and Sunan are of the same generation, just like Erniu and Changqing, they grew up playing together.

However, Sunan's martial arts talent was too terrifying, and he suppressed the current generation all the way to Juechen, reaching the pinnacle of quasi-emperor.

But Su Wenlin was not weak either. Although he couldn't keep up with Sunan, 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 even more so Su Wenlin's unwillingness.

But now, Su Changqing used heavenly medicine, supplemented by Jiuxuan Acupuncture, to cure Su Wen!

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

A quasi-emperor is not a big deal. Even if he is just a quasi-emperor for the first time, he is still an incredible peak existence.

"Ah? Quasi-Emperor?" Erniu was stunned for a moment.

His father said that there was no hope of becoming a quasi-emperor in this life, so how could he suddenly have another chance?

"puff!"

Before Er Niu could ask more questions, Su Wenlin suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

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

"father!"

Erniu was startled and immediately supported Su Wenlin.

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

Not only that, the secret wound that had been irritating him for a long time had disappeared, and a long-lost sense of relaxation surged into his heart.

"Hahahahaha!"

After a brief exploration of his body, Su Wenlin couldn't help laughing anymore.

Su Nan smiled and said nothing, looking at Su Changqing with relief in his eyes.

"Dad, how are you?" Erniu asked aloud.

Su Wenlin did not reply, but solemnly stood up, bowed to Su Changqing and gave a big gift.

"Chang Qing, your Uncle Wenlin has thanked you!"

From a family perspective, although Su Changqing is the young master, Su Wenlin is the elder and does not need to salute.

But this gift is different!

This gift is to thank Su Changqing for giving him a new life!

"Uncle Wen Lin can't do this."

Su Changqing hurriedly stepped away and said with a wry smile: "It's just two simple injections, there's no need for this."

Su Wenlin and Su Nan sighed softly when they heard this.

Just two simple stitches?

Su Changqing didn't understand that the value of these two injections 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 at Su Nan at the door for help.

How do you say this?

Is the wind and cold getting better or not?

Will he leave tomorrow or not?

Su Nan's mouth twitched slightly, "I still have something to do, so I'll leave first."

Anyway, Chang Qing has cured Su Wenlin, and it was not at his instigation to unconscionably say that Su Wenlin was not cured.

"This bastard!" Su Wenlin gritted his teeth.

He had no choice but to put on the overall situation, so he could only put on a sad face.

"No, I feel more serious."

Su Changqing was stunned.

He didn't understand. Nothing was cured. What kind of ceremony were you just doing?

"Uncle Wenlin, I'm sorry."

Finally, Su Changqing sighed.

Su Wenlin sighed softly at the same time, murmuring in his heart,

"I'm sorry, young master. When you return to the Su family, I will bear my thorns to apologize."

…

Su Wenlin did not survive that night, and so did many people in the village.

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

On the way back, he patted Er Niu on the shoulder with a dark expression.

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

Erniu grinned and waved his hand, "It's okay. It's time for him to die. It has nothing to do with your medical skills."

When Su Changqing heard this, he looked at Erniu strangely, "Brother Erniu, Uncle Wenlin is dead. Why don't you feel sad at all?"

Erniu grinned and froze.

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

Dad has recovered from his old injuries and is expected to become emperor.

In addition, once his father left, he no longer had anyone to look after him, and he felt relaxed.

Yesterday, I condensed my secret skills and acquired new sword skills.

The sum of these things is no longer double happiness, but four happiness!

Seeing Su Changqing's strange eyes, Erniu wailed in his heart.

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

In order to avoid exposing their secrets, Erniu ran all the way, but the sound coming out of his mouth was not clear whether he was crying or laughing.

…

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

But time will heal everything. Three months passed in the 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 bookstore to study during the day and came back to study medical books and swordsmanship at night.

But as time went by, Li Qingchen looked at Su Changqing with a strange look.

Until today

"Haoran body!?"

Looking at Su Changqing, who was suddenly radiating light, Li Qingchen was horrified.

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

The vast amount of knowledge made Su Changqing's temperament change drastically.

Not only that, thanks to Su Changqing's superb comprehension, a ray of pure righteousness was born almost every day.

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

But Li Qingchen didn't expect that the righteousness he had broken up did not disappear, but merged into Su Changqing's body.

Everyone knows that the purest ray of righteousness for a scholar is the first one.

The subsequent righteousness gradually grew stronger, which was also based on the existence of that ray of righteousness.

As for Su Changqing, it was almost equivalent to that a strand of Haoran origin was broken up every day and then integrated into his body.

It didn't show anything for one or two days, but after three months, Su Changqing's body underwent a great change and became a Haoran body.

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

"My words are reason, my actions are Tao, and every word and action is natural!"

Li Qingchen exclaimed.

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

This is no less than the existence of other martial arts saints and divine bodies.

With this physique, Su Changqing's future Confucianism and Taoism will be extremely smooth, and at the same time, the power of the Haoran righteousness will far exceed that of Confucianists and Taoists.

"If this physique gives birth to Haoran righteousness, even I can't suppress it."

Li Qingchen smiled bitterly and shook his head. Su Changqing's Confucianism and Taoism foundation is now so solid that it makes people angry.

"Changqing." Li Qingchen spoke slowly.

"Hmm, teacher?"

Su Changqing looked up, his eyes as bright as the stars, making Li Qingchen turn his head away subconsciously.

He calmed down and chuckled:

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

In the eyes of others, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are just pretentious, but in the hands of Confucian scholars, they are offensive means!

Words command the world, and the mountains and rivers appear when the pen falls.

The beauty dances in the painting, and the son changes the world!

This is Li Qingchen, and also Ruxian's true means of reaching the sky!

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