Seeing the needle technique Qin Chuan used, Jiang Shutong was struck as if by lightning, trembling on the spot.
He stared blankly at the Qin Chuan in front of him.
For so reason, this young man, barely in his early twenties, suddenly seed towering in his eyes.
"You don't know and see as a frog in the well witnessing the moon in the sky.
If you know , you see as an ephera witnessing the vast heavens!"
These two lines suddenly floated into Jiang Shutong's mind, becoming increasingly vivid.
At this mont, looking at the Qin Chuan before him,
he truly felt a sense of insignificance, like an ephera seeing the vast sky.
"Grandpa Jiang, the Nine Lives Mysterious Needle you ntioned is...?"
Noticing Jiang Shutong's expression change, Gu Yu couldn't help but ask.
"The Nine Lives Mysterious Needle is an ancient dical technique that has already been lost. According to ancient texts, this acupuncture thod can continuously extend a person's life up to nine tis!"
Jiang Shutong showed longing on his face: "I've lived so long, yet have only read about it in ancient texts, never seen it perford by anyone."
"Since it's recorded in ancient texts, wouldn't it be possible just to perform it according to the acupoints?" Gu Yu asked again.
"Not so, not so!"
Jiang Shutong shook his head as he explained: "Ancient dical skills are called so not only because of their long heritage but more importantly because modern Chinese dicine cannot fully replicate these skills' effects."
"Thus, many in the Chinese dical academic field believe that so-called ancient dical techniques are rely the fanciful creations of ancient people, purported immortal thods that don't truly exist."
"However, when I was young, I fortunately saw an elder perform ancient dical skills. Therefore, I can affirm that ancient dical skills do exist, and this young man, no, this master's use of the Nine Lives Mysterious Needle is one of the most mysterious ancient dical techniques!"
Though Jiang Shutong tried to be straightforward in describing it to Gu Yu, Gu Yu still only half-understood after listening.
"Can it cure grandpa?" Gu Yu was only concerned about this point.
"The Nine Lives Mysterious Needle is said to bring the dead back to life, to flesh out with bones, snatching people from King Yama's grasp, so what do you think?" Jiang Shutong praised highly.
At this mont, as if to confirm his words, the old master Gu, who was always short of breath, suddenly took a deep breath.
Like a drowning person suddenly surfacing, greedily breathing in the oxygen in the air.
But, due to overexertion, he began to cough violently: "Cough cough cough..."
Seeing this, Qin Chuan quickly kicked a spittoon to the bedside.
"Cough cough cough..."
Old Master Gu coughed and abruptly sat up, spitting out a few thick blood clots resembling turtle jelly into the spittoon.
"Phew..."
After coughing out the blood clots, Old Master Gu's face, previously pale, visibly turned flush.
He was panting heavily, feeling like he had just walked out of Yama's palace.
A narrow escape from death.
Seeing this, Qin Chuan raised his hand and removed the silver needles from him.
"Thank you, young friend..."
Old Master Gu, whose voice had been weak as a candle in the wind, now gradually regained its usual sonorousness.
"A small matter, just like how you gave pointers back then, just a small effort." Qin Chuan waved his hand indifferently.
Hearing this, Old Master Gu showed a look of sha.
The other day, he gave Qin Chuan pointers purely out of boredom, just happened to see a young man practicing Baji Fist in front of him, so he gave him a couple of pointers on a whim.
Unexpectedly, such an unintentional act ended up forming a good relationship, saving his own old life.
Old Master Gu formally clasped his fists towards Qin Chuan: "I have no way to repay the life-saving grace, if you ever need anything from Gu's Martial Arts Hall, I, Gu Zhongqiao, will do my utmost."
Qin Chuan waved it off, showing it didn't matter.
At this mont, seeing Old Master Gu full of energy and his voice vigorous, Gu Yu imdiately rushed over, crying uncontrollably.
"May I ask if the master just now used the Nine Lives Mysterious Needle?" At this mont, Jiang Shutong also approached.
Now, on Jiang Shutong's face, there was no longer the arrogance from before, only a deep sense of respect.
Qin Chuan nodded, not denying it.
He had heard the conversation between Jiang Shutong and Gu Yu just now and also had so doubts he wanted to ask Jiang Shutong.
"Senior..."
Qin Chuan was about to speak when Jiang Shutong fearfully said: "In the presence of a master, this old man dares not, if the master doesn't mind, just call Old Jiang."
"Uh..."
Qin Chuan's mouth twitched, but he still spoke, "Old Master Jiang, regarding the ancient dical texts you just ntioned, I wonder if I could borrow them to take a look?"
He only had the "Human Emperor dical Canon" right now, which was already impressive, but having more skills wouldn't hurt.
Ancient dical skills others couldn't perform, or perhaps with the support of "Nine Dragon Creation Skill," he might be able to pull off.
"Of course, I can get them all for you now..." Jiang Shutong hurriedly said.
"No rush, no rush, how about tomorrow, we et at the martial arts hall?" Qin Chuan suggested.
Jiang Shutong nodded, readily agreeing.
"Qin... Master Qin, about my grandfather's condition..."
Gu Yu turned back to look at Qin Chuan.
"No need for all the 'master' stuff, just call Qin Chuan, don't make sound old."
Qin Chuan smiled, waving, then said: "Old Master Gu's condition is an internal injury, at least eleven or twelve years old."
"Young friend, you are quite right, my injury was indeed incurred twelve years ago." Old Master Gu responded.
Qin Chuan nodded: "The one who injured you practices an Internal Boxing Skill of utmost rigidity and masculinity. The dicine Old Master Jiang prescribed for you was likely more cooling, and technically there would be nothing wrong with balancing Yin and Yang."
"But, since you yourself practice the utmost rigid and masculine Baji Fist, the extra masculinity would make that dicine ineffective, aggravating your injury, treating the symptoms but not the root cause."
"Let prescribe you a formula. Take it in ti for about a week, and you should be fine."
Having said that, Qin Chuan asked for a sheet of paper and left behind a prescription.
Jiang Shutong, like a student, stood behind Qin Chuan, observing intently.
Having finished all this, Qin Chuan glanced at the ti: "Oh! I have a class in the afternoon!"
Realizing this, he quickly instructed Old Master Gu to rest well before preparing to leave.
"Xiao Yu, go see the benefactor off."
Old Master Gu hurriedly reminded: "Rember to be polite, I think the previous matter was likely just a misunderstanding."
Gu Yu nodded.
After a few interactions, Qin Chuan indeed didn't seem like soone who'd cause trouble.
Perhaps, the day he was seen coming out of the won's bathroom, there truly was sothing unspeakable.
With this thought, Gu Yu hurried out.
Soon, she saw Qin Chuan at the door: "Qin... Qin Chuan, let give you a ride, it's hard to get a taxi here."
Qin Chuan looked at the ride-hailing app on his phone, didn't make a fuss, and agreed directly.
Before long, Gu Yu drove up to Qin Chuan in a pink Wuling Hongguang Mini.
Seeing this car that didn't match her temperant, Qin Chuan was a bit surprised.
Could it be, the cool Gu Yu was actually a little girl at heart?
Qin Chuan shook his head, not bothering to think more, and jumped into the car.
"Just take to the bus stop, I'll catch a bus back." Qin Chuan said.
Gu Yu didn't speak, focusing on driving, but when they reached the bus stop, she didn't stop and continued towards Jiangcheng University.
Thus, she drove her little pink car all the way, taking Qin Chuan to the Jiangcheng University parking lot.
But just as Qin Chuan was about to leave, after locking the car, Gu Yu chased after him again.
Hearing the footsteps, Qin Chuan instinctively turned around.
As soon as he turned, Gu Yu collided directly into his arms.
Seeing Gu Yu about to fall, he couldn't care much and imdiately reached out to hold her waist.
But her waist was too slender, Qin Chuan didn't grab it tightly at first, and instead moved his hand upward.
Suddenly, a firm and elastic sensation ca from his hand.
He hadn't expected, that the seemingly slim Gu Yu, actually possessed such a plentiful figure.
Among the won he knew, perhaps only Luo Yi's delicate chest could compare with it.
'Slender branches bear rich fruit' unexpectedly appeared in his mind.
"Mm~~~"
With her tender chest squeezed, Gu Yu let out a soft moan, her face instantly turning rosy, her gaze becoming a bit dazed.
She turned back, glaring coyly at Qin Chuan, but there was no anger, instead she said softly, "Let's go to the hotel, you can touch as you please..."
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