Chapter 40 Martial Artist Level
After the sword qi was cleared, Qin Haodong started the second step, expelling the poison for the long knife.
Let the cripple take a washbasin and a dagger and put it on the head of the bed, raise his hand to retrieve the remaining silver needles in the dantian of the long knife, and take out a Qi nourishing pill for him to eat.
The toxicity of the toxin in the long knife is not severe, it belongs to the category of chronic poison, but the biggest problem is that it has been in the bone marrow for a year, and it is extremely difficult to remove it through external force. The best way is to mobilize the long knife in the body. The infuriating qi of his qi excretes toxins out of his body through the operation of his infuriating qi.
It's just that the dantian with the long knife has been dry for a long time, just like a dry well, in order to restore the true qi, the medicinal power of the nourishing qi must be used.
After taking the medicine pill, Qin Haodong injected a ray of Aoki True Qi into the dantian of the long knife to help him recover the lost True Qi.
Inspired by Aoki True Qi, the medicinal power of Qi Yang Dan began to work slowly, and strands of zhenqi like smoke rose up, and finally slowly turned into water droplets, condensed into a small river, and circulated in the dantian.
As the infuriating qi became stronger, Qin Haodong began to help the long knife to induce the infuriating qi to remove the toxins in the body, and slowly pushed towards his feet.
Nalanjie and the others watched silently by the side, and they were surprised to find that the feet of the long knife were getting darker and darker, and finally it was as black as ink.
Qin Haodong has been in control of the process of expelling the poison. Seeing that the fire is almost over, he grabbed the dagger at the head of the bed and made two blood cuts on the feet of the long knife.
As the hand picked up the knife and fell, there were two puffs, and two streaks of black blood splashed into the washbasin at the head of the bed, and an incomparably stench filled the air.
Looking at Changdao's face again, it has recovered a little rosy, and the black qi that used to permeate his face has disappeared.
After the blood flowing out of his feet returned to red, Qin Haodong started to stop the bleeding, then took out the silver needle and used the Huitian Needle method to help the long knife repair the injured meridian.
About half an hour later, Qin Haodong took back all the silver needles, raised his hand and slapped Changdao's chest, "Get up!"
An astonishing scene happened. The long knife, which had just been dying, actually sat up from the bed, and then rolled over and got out of bed.
Nalanjie and the Divine Soldier Mercenary Group opened their mouths in astonishment. They were very aware of the severity of the injury to the long knife. They did not expect to be completely cured by this young man in less than an hour.
After Changdao got out of bed, he gave Qin Haodong a deep salute, and then said earnestly, "Divine Doctor, please save my brothers!"
"Don't worry, since they are here, I will cure them all." Qin Haodong said, "Who will be next?"
"Tomahawk, you come!"
The long knife said to the lame man.
The battle axe didn't say much, and came to Qin Haodong with a wooden stick, "Little genius doctor, trouble you!"
Qin Haodong glanced at the battle axe and said, "Your trauma is serious, and it has been a long time, it may hurt a little!"
Tomahawk chuckled: "Even if the little genius doctor lets go of treatment, I won't say a word when peeling off the skin and cramping."
Qin Haodong also knew that these people were tough guys, so he let the battle axe throw away the wooden stick and lie on the bed.
The dantian of the battle axe also has a sword energy. Compared with the long sword, there is no poisoning on the body, but the left arm and right leg were interrupted by special techniques, and serious deformation has occurred.
Qin Haodong grabbed the right leg of the battle axe, and with force, he snapped the broken bones that had grown together again with a click.
The battle axe was really tough, but he frowned slightly and didn't even snort.
Qin Haodong reconnected the broken leg bone, and used the back-to-sky acupuncture method to repair the necrotic tissue and meridians. After the broken leg was healed, his left arm was reattached in the same way.
After the trauma was healed, Qin Haodong used a silver needle to dissolve the sword qi in his dantian.
"Okay, don't do it with anyone for a few days, it will be back to normal in a week!"
This miraculous treatment method greatly impressed the people around them, and the eyes of the remaining four mercenary groups of magic soldiers shone with radiance in their deadly eyes.
Originally, they had completely lost hope and could only wait quietly for death, never thinking that they could be completely cured.
Next, Qin Haodong did not rest, and directly healed the injuries of the remaining four people.
He said: "Your injuries are all healed, and your dantian has accumulated true qi, and it will return to the previous level in a week."
"Doctor Qin, from today onwards, you are the benefactor of our mercenary group!"
Changdao said with a plop and knelt down in front of Qin Haodong, and the other five also knelt down with plop. At this time, they could only express their gratitude in this way.
"Get up, I have nothing to do with other people in saving you today, I just respect that you are both men and Chinese, so you don't need to be so polite."
Qin Haodong said and waved his hand, and a huge energy lifted all six people up.
There was a strange look in the eyes of Chang Dao and the others. They had already sensed that this young man had a kung fu, but they did not expect to be so powerful. The mercenaries who dance on the tip of the sword all day have always admired the strong and looked at Qin Haodong. look more respectful.
"Boss, you saved the lives of the six of us, and I'll be messing with you from today!"
After Changdao finished speaking, the six people stood neatly in a row, silently watching Qin Haodong, waiting for his answer.
Qin Haodong's heart moved. Recently, Lin Momo was assassinated one after another, and the man behind the scenes has been hiding in the dark. Zhengchou can't find a competent bodyguard. These six people are just right in front of him.
And it can be seen that although Nalanjie protects these people, he also bears a lot of pressure. If he takes them away, he can help the Nalan family to relieve some of the burden.
Thinking of this, he turned to look at Nalanjie, "Master, what do you think?"
Nalanjie said: "They must have told you Wushuang about them. It would be better if you can take them away!"
Qin Haodong looked at the six people again, "If you want, follow me in the future!"
"The mercenary regiment of divine soldiers, long knives, sharp swords, battle axes, divine whips, copper hammers... swear to follow Doctor Qin to the death!"
The six members of the Divine Soldier Mercenary Group said in unison.
Qin Haodong nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, then you can call me boss in the future!"
He was very happy to receive such a competent subordinate.
It was noon now, and Nalanjie asked the guards to prepare a table of wine and food in the living room. Seeing that the six people finally had a good home, he was also very happy, and he stepped forward and said cheerfully: "Little genius doctor, Let's eat and talk."
As he said that, he gave Qin Haodong the first place, and Nalan Wushuang and the six members of the Shenbing mercenary group also sat down.
After a few glasses of wine, Qin Haodong asked, "Master Nalan, I think you are all warriors. I would like to ask how the realm of warriors is now divided."
As a cultivator, he needs to know the strength of martial artists in modern society, so that he can compare with his own strength and know himself and his enemy.
After listening to him, everyone's faces showed surprise. In their opinion, Qin Haodong is so young and has the current cultivation base. His family background is definitely not ordinary. How could he not understand the situation of martial artists.
After being slightly stunned, Changdao said: "Boss, the current warriors are mainly divided into three major levels: Mingjin, Darkness, and Grandmaster, and each level is divided into nine ranks."
"Then what level is your cultivation base at?" Qin Haodong asked again.
"If the six of us are fully restored, they will all be at the seventh grade of Ming Jin."
Qin Haodong said, "Then what is dark energy?"
Nalanjie said: "Last time, with the help of the medicine pill from the little genius doctor, this old man was fortunate enough to break through the realm of the ninth grade of bright energy and reached the level of dark energy.
The difference between the dark energy and the bright energy is that it can achieve the release of true energy and hurt the enemy invisibly! "
"What is a master again?"
Nalanjie said: "The master is only a legendary figure, and there are only a handful of people in the whole of China. Although I have never seen a master, I heard that after a warrior reaches the realm of a master, he can use the heaven and earth for himself. Raise your hand. The power of lifting your feet is infinite, and you can reach the greatness of the world."
Qin Haodong nodded secretly. Basically, he has a general understanding of the cultivation base of the current martial artist. The dark strength is equivalent to the foundation of the cultivator, and the master can be comparable to the Jindan cultivator in the cultivation world.
He said, "Are there many martial artists now?"
Long Dao said: "It's very rare. It's not an exaggeration to say that there are few phoenixes. With the cultivation of our brothers Mingjin seventh-rank, we have become popular in the mercenary world. It can be seen that the warriors are rare."
Nalanjie said: "With the development of the times, many martial arts inheritances have disappeared, and now the hot weapons are more and more developed, and they can't hold a bullet after decades of hard work, so people are more and more enthusiastic about martial arts. Low, the martial artist will naturally become less and less.
Although I heard that the master master can carry bullets hard, but that is just a legend, no one has ever seen it. "
Long Dao added: "What if you can carry bullets hard? What about aircraft cannons and even missiles? The decline of martial arts is directly related to this."
Qin Haodong thought for a while and asked, "I see that the sword spirit left in your dantian is extremely domineering. What's going on?"
Hearing Qin Haodong asking about this, a strong hatred flashed on Changdao's face, "Our brothers were trapped by the Japanese back then, and the other party dispatched priests and ninjas, and the one who hurt our brother is an ultimate ninja, and his cultivation base should reach dark level.
Because of this, our original eight brothers, the silver halberd and the big bow all died at the hands of the ninjas, and now there are only six of us left. "
"Ninja?" A sneer appeared on the corner of Qin Haodong's mouth. He never had a good impression of Japanese people, and said, "Don't worry, follow me, and you will definitely get your revenge within three years."
"But the other party's cultivation base has reached the dark level, and revenge is too difficult."
While speaking, the six members of the Divine Soldier Mercenary Group showed a hint of loneliness on their faces. After the battle, they had seen the horror of the Dark Force Warriors, and they were simply not comparable to those of the Seven-Rank Bright Force.
"Don't worry, I will do what I say!"
Qin Haodong didn't take Dark Force Warriors to heart at all. Back then, in the cultivation world, all his servants who swept the floor were already Jindan cultivators, equivalent to the master-level powerhouses on Earth, who would care about a small ninja.
As long as he is given enough time and resources, it is not difficult to train the Changdao and the others into a generation of masters.