Liang Kuanzheng's dormitory waiting for the prison guards was all suites, one bedroom and a small living room. There was a small bathroom next to the living room, and the dormitory for a person did not look narrow.

Yan Xiaoqing arranged it in the bedroom, and Liang Kuan was watching TV in the living room. He pressed the TV so little that it had no effect on Yan Xiaoqing in the room.

Yan Xiaoqing sat upright on the bed in the bedroom and took the amber carefully to observe. The spiritual energy contained in the rootless fruit was very obvious, but he was considering whether the fruit in the amber could be re-cultivated. If it could be cultivated and survived, it would be of great help to him in the future. At least, in his current weak situation, it would be of great help.

However, considering that he is in a cage now, it is inconvenient to do anything, Yan Xiaoqing did not intend to break the amber and take out the rootless fruit. He only planned to absorb the spiritual energy it contains. As for cultivation, it will be left to find an ideal place after going out and try it.

Yan Xiaoqing is full of spiritual methods and experiences in absorbing rootless fruits, and is not unfamiliar with it. What he needs now is to raise the level. Now he is like a child with mature adult thoughts. He has the thoughts and experiences of adults, but his body is still a child and cannot keep up with the supporting facilities.

The hard practice these days also made a little inner breath because he absorbed a little bit of spiritual energy from the rootless fruit from the manhole cover that day, which gave Yan Xiaoqing a little foundation. So when he absorbed the spiritual energy from the rootless fruit, there was almost no difficulty.

In fact, after all, the spiritual energy of a rootless fruit is not very powerful, but it is many times stronger than the slightest bit Yan Xiaoqing sucked before. What he got that day was like a grain of rice falling out of a bowl and he picked it up. Now the spiritual energy of the rootless fruit is like that bowl of rice.

But if Yan Xiaoqing wants to "grow", she has to eat it for years and practice it for years. I don't know how many "bowls" of food she wants!

Yan Xiaoqing practiced his strongest secret technique, "Fengyue Secret Technique", which is almost completely different from the cultivation technique in this world.

There are many sects of practice that have been passed down from Earth for thousands of years, and are roughly divided into three schools: Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism. The exercises are different, but in fact, although the practice methods are different, the ultimate pursuit of the realm is the same.

Whether it is the orthodox method or the aliens in the world, the exercises practiced are nothing more than two types: one is to practice Qi and the other is to talisman.

Qi training refers to unifying human life with nature to achieve the required state, such as natural inaction, or the method of transporting the world, taking the Qi, and guiding the way. This type refers to practicing Qi training.

In the traditional sense, the Fu School is just a Taoist talisman fingerprint. In a broad sense, it refers to the method of using external objects to practice and increase the level of cultivation. Whether it is orthodox practice techniques, or those who practice demons, immortals and demons, they all use some special things to increase their abilities.

In fact, Yan Xiaoqing is now similar to the "Fun Sect" practice, using the spiritual energy of the rootless fruit to increase his realm ability.

It’s just that Yan Xiaoqing’s cultivation method is completely different from the cultivation secret techniques in this world.

For example, most sects now emphasize the use of breathing and guidance, to guide the qi and retain the spirit, and after entering the state, they will reach fetal breathing and then internal alchemy.

Even if a demon-cultivating demons and demons has different practice methods and different reactions, the realms in the practice methods are similar, and the results are the same. In the end, they all need to go through "passing the tribulation" to reach the final state of breakthrough.

But Yan Xiaoqing's secret technique of Fengyue is completely different. From the beginning, it condensed into a pill with internal breath impact, and it was at an extremely high level from the beginning. Therefore, although it is powerful, it is thousands of times more difficult.

Fortunately, Yan Xiaoqing has reached an extremely high level and is extremely experienced, so he practices lightly and familiarly, so there is no danger of practicing.

And his current danger is only the same, that is, his current weakness is the enemy's murderous intent on all sides. If you want to survive, you have to seize any opportunity to make yourself stronger.

As soon as the spiritual energy in the rootless fruit was sucked into the body, Yan Xiaoqing gathered it with his original inner breath and then impacted the body's veins.

This body is really "weak", and almost no vein is unobstructed, so Yan Xiaoqing has to open these veins. Only by opening these meridians and paths can his internal breath become stronger and grow.

The original inner breath was too weak to open up the body's veins, just like asking a child to go to a thatched field to open a road, which was simply impossible. But now the spiritual energy of the rootless fruit is waiting for Yan Xiaoqing to suddenly grow to the age of fifteen or sixteen. Although it is still not mature, it is not impossible to open a road.

That night, Yan Xiaoqing's inner breath was like a cow constantly working. It was not until dawn that the inner breath opened the last vein. When that vein was connected, Yan Xiaoqing's mind "boomed" and a pill that was as big as a grain of rice condensed and circled in her mind.

At this moment, Yan Xiaoqing was well aware of five senses. She had been practicing for a night and was supposed to be very tired, but now she felt like she was waking up and her whole body was extremely comfortable.

The first level of the secret technique of Fengyue is naturally achieved!

From then on, Yan Xiaoqing was already comparable to a master with extremely good skills, but the ability of the first and second levels of Fengyue Secret Technique is only equal to foundation building, and he cannot use many wonderful secret techniques.

After circulating the rice-grain golden elixir for several more Zhoutians, Yan Xiaoqing felt clear and sharp eyes, and could even sense Liang Kuanzheng, who was lying on the sofa in the outer room watching TV!

Seeing that the sky was slightly white, Yan Xiaoqing packed the amber without spiritual energy, and there were still seeds in it, so it had to be preserved.

"Officer Liang, Officer Liang..."

Liang Kuan was dozing in a daze. When he heard Yan Xiaoqing's scream, his body trembled and he jumped up quickly and shouted, "What...what is the situation?"

Yan Xiaoqing smiled and said, "It's okay, I just report to Officer Liang. What I want to do has been done, and Yang Yang can be treated at any time!"

"Haha..." Liang Kuanzheng wanted to hear this most, and he was naturally happy when he heard it. He quickly picked up his phone and reported the news to Wang Taihua.

Wang Taihua suffered even more this night. In the past, he was desperate but had no hope. But now he suddenly had hope. He couldn't sleep for a second, and he was expecting and worried. He wanted to save his son, but he felt it was too incredible. His heart was swaying and there was no peace.

When Liang Kuanzheng called, Wang Taihua was ecstatic and didn't care that the sky was still clear. He immediately woke up his son from his back, put on his clothes and drove to the prison.

Wang Yang was very weak and he didn't wake up, so Wang Taihua came with him and rushed directly to Liang Kuanzheng's dormitory.

Seeing the simple decorations in Liang Kuanzheng's dormitory, Wang Taihua panted and asked Yan Xiaoqing: "Xiaoyan, how to treat it? What else do you want?"

"Don't want anything!" Yan Xiaoqing took Wang Yang from Wang Taihua, then entered the bedroom, and placed Wang Yang on the bed.

Wang Yang was seven years old and was originally a very normal child. After suffering from illness in the past few months, his weight was almost half. At this time, he kept shouting: "I want to sleep...I want to sleep..."

Yan Xiaoqing whispered while taking off his shoes and socks, "Sleep, go to bed!"

When Wang Taihua saw that Yan Xiaoqing seemed to have pressed somewhere on his son, his son stopped yelling and fell asleep.

Yan Xiaoqing looked up and asked Liang Kuanzheng again: "Police Liang, is Yin Needle there?"

Liang Kuanzheng was stunned and nodded immediately: "Here, he's here!" Then he went to the small living room outside and took out the silver needle.

Yan Xiaoqing took the silver needle and did not take it out. Instead, he placed the silver needle at the corner of the bed, then untied Wang Yang's clothes and pants, peeled off Wang Yang naked. The blood-red jade pendant on his chest was naturally taken down by Wang Taihua and locked it in his office. Although it has not been confirmed whether it was the blood jade, he did not dare to put it on his son's neck anymore, and even he himself dared not touch it.

Yan Xiaoqing asked Wang Taihua again: "Warner, where is that piece of blood jade? I want to use it!"

"Oh... I'll get it!" Wang Taihua was stunned for a moment, then went to his office to bring the blood jade over.

Of course, he didn't dare to touch it, so he put it in a plastic bag and then carried it over.

Yan Xiaoqing also put the blood jade on the corner of the Yin Needle, and asked Liang Kuan to prepare a large basin of clean water.

After everything was ready, Yan Xiaoqing picked up a silver needle and slowly inserted it into the middle of Wang Yang's forehead.

Wang Taihua and Liang Kuanzheng were both nervous. A silver needle more than three inches long was inserted into the skin, but no blood was seen seeping out, and Wang Yang still didn't move.

After inserting the silver needle on Wang Yang's forehead, Yan Xiaoqing grabbed Wang Yang's feet, then lifted them upside down, grabbed them with his left hand, slapped his right hand, slapped them from the bottom of the footboard, and then slapped them, slapped them, and then slapped them from the bottom of the footboard, and then slapped them, lower abdomen, and chest.

Wang Taihua and Liang Kuanzheng saw Yan Xiaoqing as if she had done heavy labor, and her face was sweating like rain, but they did not dare to disturb her.

When Yan Xiaoqing patted her head, she patted her palms tighter and faster, and her sweat dripped even harder. Just as Wang Taihua and Liang Kuan were stunned, he suddenly shouted: "Police Liang, bring the water over, hurry..."

Liang Kuan was just as he woke up from his dream, and quickly took the basin to Yan Xiaoqing. Yan Xiaoqing held Wang Yang upside down and touched his head into the basin. He shouted to Wang Taihua: "Warner, hold your legs upside down and soak your forehead in water, be careful not to flood your mouth and nose!"

Wang Taihua's hands trembled as he held his son's legs.
Chapter completed!