"Okay, just a minute!" Qin Xiaoyue put up a white and tender finger and said playfully.

Xiao Nanli looked at Qin Xiaoyue's back and smiled. He made the right decision. Now the herbs would be enough for his Cultivation.

Taking the luggage, Xiao Nanli came to his room. There was only a total of eight square meters. It was cold and damp.

However, Xiao Nanli often got his Cultivation in caves that were much colder, so he did not care about it too much. The Spiritual Energy was demanded. However, the Spiritual Energy in the human realm was poor. It seemed that he needed to turn help for herbs.

He heard a knock on the door.

"Xiaoyue? Come in!" Xiao Nanli answered.

Qin Xiaoyue came in with a bowl of hot shredded pork noodles and put it on the table in a hurry. She pinched her ruddy earlobe and cried, "Wow, it's so burning."

Xiao Nanli looked at her with a smile and suddenly felt that life here seemed to be not bad.

"Xiao Yi, just try it!" Qin Xiaoyue sat on the stool in front of Xiao Nanli. Her tender white feet, wrapped with slippers, swayed, "When you were in a coma, I saw your ID card. Your name is Xiao Yi, isn't it?"

"Eh? Ah, right!" Xiao Nanli was stunned. Indeed, he was Xiao Yi from now on.

Xiao Yi picked up the chopsticks and put them into his mouth. It had been years since the fasting.

"How about the noodles? Xiao Yi?" Qin Xiaoyue's eyes were bright, and she tilted her head and asked.

"It's delicious, haha! This is the best noodles I've ever eaten." Xiao Yi tasted the delicious noodles and chatted with Qin Xiaoyue. This girl was full of youth. And that made Xiao Yi rejuvenated.

"Xiao Yi, do you really know the Four-colored needle technique? It is just a legend." Qin Xiaoyue asked curiously with her big eyes twinkling.

Xiao Yi stopped eating and asked, "Xiaoyue, what did you do?"

"I'm learning traditional Chinese medicine!" Qin Xiaoyue tilted her head.

"Chinese medicine is in depression. Why did your father and you insist on this tough work?" Xiao Yi asked with interest.

Qin Xiaoyue pouted as usual. She sighed and said, "Xiao Yi, although my father seems to be bad. It's simply because my father has not been easy for so many years. I lost my mother when I was young, and it was my father who brought me up. My life is difficult. Many people advised my father to leave the clinic and do something else, but my father never did it. My father said that traditional Chinese medicine is a treasure left by our ancestors. We can't throw it away."

Qin Xiaoyue paused for a moment and continued, "What's more, Xiao Yi, our ancestors actually all worked on this. However, in the catastrophe of ten years, my grandfather was defeated as a fool. In a fit of anger, he burned all the family's medical books, and my father was not allowed to learn traditional Chinese medicine. My father did not get any knowledge from his father. When I was in college, my father only allowed me to focus on traditional Chinese medicine. He hopes that our Jishi Hall will be famous again."

At the end of Qin Xiaoyue's words, her eyes were sparkling and her eyes were full of tears.

Xiao Yi nodded and said, "Yes, Xiaoyue, come on. This work is promising, and you will benefit a lot from it in the future."

"Xiao Yi, can you teach me your Four-colored needle technique?" Qin Xiaoyue asked cautiously.

"Of course, I am now a member of the Jishi Hall. You are my boss." Xiao Yi just made a joke.

In fact, Xiao Yi also was frustrated. Three thousand years ago, the Dark Medical Sect was established. And traditional Chinese medicine was still prosperous. Now, the world had changed. For thousands of years, traditional Chinese medicine was just lost. There were actually many people with bad motives who wanted to abolish traditional Chinese medicine. This made Xiao Yi feel angry.

Perhaps, this time, he was lucky enough to survive. And it was time for Chinese Medicine to rise again in his hands.

Xiao Yi would teach anyone who was interested in traditional Chinese medicine without hesitation if they wanted to learn the Four-colored needle technique. Wasn't this a goodness?

"Haha, that's great!" Qin Xiaoyue laughed out happily.

Mr. Qin, who was in the next room, shouted, "Xiaoyue, why don't you go back to your room?"

Qin Xiaoyue made a face and laughed in a low voice with Xiao Nanli.

"Xiao Yi, take a rest. I'm leaving." Qin Xiaoyue stood up, clapped her small hands, and said.

"Okay!" Xiao Yi said with a smile.

However, Xiao Yi did not rest. Instead, he went to the herbs area and grabbed a portion of herbal medicine according to a prescription in his mind.

There was a modern Chinese medicine pot in the clinic. After a while, Xiao Yi figured it out. He turned on the electricity and poured all the herbs into it.

After cooking for more than an hour, Xiao Yi returned to his room with a bowl of thick medicine juice in his hand.

He sat cross-legged on the bed and raised his head. Xiao Yi drank up the crimson medicine juice.

He immediately closed his eyes and focused on his mind. He began to practice the "True Scripture of the Mystic Medicine".

There were seven levels of the "True Scripture of the Mystic Medicine", namely Qi-refining, Foundation-building, Golden Pellet of Spirit, Nascent Soul Realm Realm, Apotheosis Realm, Tribulation Realm, and Genuine Immortal Realm.

However, Xiao Yi had to take advantage of the herbs to get rid of the waste, stagnation, and meridians in his body. This period should be very short, and Xiao Yi called it the Cultivation period. This period was divided into three stages: Heaven, Earth, and Human. Every stage of improvement would cause a qualitative leap in the body's state, which was beneficial.