C10 Handwritten version of the imperial medical scripture

According to his knowledge, the Nine Yin Meridians was an incurable disease, and his son was able to be cured in just a few hours, which left him with some doubts.

Facing his father's doubts, Lu Zheng's handsome face flashed with a hint of brilliance: "Of course I'm alright, why don't you see whose son I am!"

"Stinking brat!" Lu Chengfeng laughed and scolded Lu Zheng, then followed her into the room. After taking a look at her pulse, he discovered that the Yin Qi in her meridians had indeed disappeared. He was shocked and a little jealous: "I didn't expect that brat's medical skills would be so amazing."

Not long after, Liang Yanran woke up. Lu Zheng gave the prescription that he had prepared to Liang Fengsheng and warned him about some things, then indicated that they could leave.

Before leaving, Liang Fengsheng left behind a cheque for five million. Originally, Lu Zheng did not plan to take it, but the other party's attitude was too resolute, so he could only accept it.

Lu Zheng shut himself in his room for the rest of the day. Only then did he walk out after dinner, and handed a book over to his father with a smile.

"What is this?" Lu Chengfeng was puzzled.

"You'll know when you see it!" Lu Zheng smiled mysteriously.

Suspicious, Lu Chengfeng opened the book. The next moment, his eyes widened and his breathing quickened.

That's right, what Lu Zheng had given his father was precisely the handwritten version of < The Qing Huang Jing >.

After obtaining《 Qing Huang Jing》, Lu Chengfeng seemed to have become infatuated with studying it and even forgot to eat.

Lu Zheng did not mind as he picked up the chopsticks and started eating. After dinner he went for a walk.

His father, Lu Chengfeng, was still sitting at the dining table, untouched by the food placed in front of him. He was staring at the handwritten copy of < The Qing Huang Jing > with glowing eyes, as words such as "so it's like this" and "I get it" would pop out from his mouth every now and then.

For a moment, he was slightly regretful. If he had known earlier, he would have only given it to him after finishing his meal.

"Dad, we'll see after we eat?"

"Go play by the side, don't disturb me." Lu Chengfeng waved his hand impatiently, as if he was chasing away mosquitoes.

For a moment, Lu Zheng had a bad feeling about this. This was the typical way his father destroyed a bridge after crossing a river. This person's cultivation went berserk! "

Now that he had broken through to the second level of Qi Refinement, it was time to use true essence to strengthen his body.

As for his father, Lu Chengfeng, he couldn't be bothered to care about him anymore. Even if he didn't eat for three to five days, he wouldn't be able to starve to death.

Lu Zheng returned to his room, closed the door to his room, removed his shoes and sat cross-legged on his bed, arranging himself in a cultivation posture.

His heart sank as he looked at the one hundred and fifteen rainbow-colored drops of True Essence. He felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment as he suddenly thought of kaleidae fructus's words, who would need to reach the Aurous Core stage to cast a spell to find his mother. Suddenly, his sense of accomplishment disappeared, and he swore to himself, "I will definitely work hard to cultivate and strive to reach the Aurous Core stage as soon as possible to find my mother."

Just then, a question emerged in Lu Zheng's mind. Was there any other cultivators on Earth? He didn't know if there were any cultivators, but ancient martial arts existed because his father and cousin were both ancient martial arts.

The ancient martial arts realms were different from the cultivation realms. They were divided into three major realms: precelestial, postcelestial, and Martial Saint.

Among them, there were nine levels of Houtian, ten levels of Xiantian, and three levels of Martial Saint.

His cousin Lu Fei was an ancient martial artist from Houtian ninth stage, and his father, Lu Chengfeng, was an innate ancient martial artist.

However, he was sure that his level 2 Qi Refinement was now equivalent to a Houtian sixth stage ancient martial artist.

Moreover, he was sure that the purity of his primeval essence was far higher than the inner strength of ancient martial arts.

After absorbing his mind and stopping his random thoughts, Lu Zheng started to use his True Essence to wash his muscles, bones, meridians, as well as his internal organs.

"Phew!" "So tired!"

At five in the morning, Lu Zheng exhaled a mouthful of impure air, and had finally completed the enormous task of using his True Essence to wash his body. He had controlled his True Essence for nearly ten hours without stopping, and his mind was extremely tired.

He fell asleep on the bed.