As soon as he spoke, a low whisper sounded in the hall immediately.

Everyone looked complicated, mixed with a hint of peeping joy, and looked over.

"Guo Xiaohai?!" Qin Xuanbing couldn't help but say in a lost voice, not sure whether it was a surprise or surprise.

Guo Xiaohai slowly separated everyone and helped Qin Xuanhuai to one side.

"Boy, you..." Old Master Qin looked at Guo Xiaohai and asked in a trembling voice.

"Grandpa Don't worry, hum," Guo Xiaohai said, without turning his body, raised his hand and pointed back: "Zhenwu Heart Art!"

Wow! It seemed like a faint sound passed by. Qin Xuanbing's shawl was windless, but the flames under the large casserole suddenly rose and began to change color vaguely!

The monk was startled, squeezed his eyes hard, shook his head, as if he didn't see clearly.

"The spirit of Zhenwu turns the world!" Guo Xiaohai said in a deep voice, twisting his body, and a beautiful kung fu shape seemed to be Murong Fu who was moving around.

Be cool! Everyone shouted in secret.

At this time, Monk Wuneng's chin had fallen off, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, because he saw that the flames under the big casserole seemed to be wrapped in a wind-like hand, jumping vigorously, and the color turned into purple and gold!

The purple-gold flame is the highest realm of the true qi activates the flame! It shows that the true qi in the body is extremely thick. I have practiced hard for more than 40 years. By chance, this little true qi in the body is like a drop of water in front of others!

"Who are you? Where are you??" Wuneng asked with a trembling orchid finger.

"Hmph, Master Jueyuan, the master of Zhenwu's founding of the mountains and sects!" Guo Xiaohai said in a deep voice. Zhang Enshi's inheritance was exactly the Wudang Quanzhen, and Guo Xiaohai knew about this.

"Ah? Immortal Zhang Sanfeng?" Wuneng was shocked. Regarding his ancestors, Huo Forefather Tuo was killed by Zhang Sanfeng with one palm and knocked down on the cliff. Now, he thought that martial arts had fallen, and that there would be a warrior with true energy like himself, which had long been extinct. But the boy in front of him was young and his true energy was so thick!

There are even more masters! It’s ridiculous that I am going to see the sky by myself. Master Wuneng saw the big casserole gushing, and all kinds of rare medicinal herbs inside were stirring each other. The taste had already risen, seducing everyone’s taste buds.

Looking at the way everyone looked at the casserole, Wuneng sighed and turned around, he actually grabbed the cassock, stumbled, pushed everyone away, and strode away.

"Oh, Master, Master, your pot!"

"No, it's your pot!" The monk's voice came from afar.

"The pot, the pot is muddy..." Heng Fei said with a sad face, isn't it? This pot was bought specially from the Kunlun Mountains in order to cooperate with the so-called true energy flame, but now, the black paint is smeared and has been stewed...

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Tongyuan Hall, Fugui Garden and elegant room.

"Grandpa, your level is really not enough. Well, it's much better than Chef Chen." Qin Xuanbing, who has always been cold, was holding a blue and white porcelain cup at this moment, drinking the old soup in the eyes of the young child, and praised Guo Xiaohai. The expression of this little child made Guo Xiaohai look at it and feel much cute.

"Hehe, how can I compare with the old man in my cooking skills?" Chef Chen smiled there.

"Well, my grandfather, your craft is really getting more and more perfect. As long as this soup is available in heaven, how many times can you taste it in the world?" Dr. Kang also praised sincerely while drinking the soup in the cup.

Most of this pot of soup was distributed to those onlookers, and there was not much left, and each person could only drink a small cup, but this small cup had already made several people amazed.

Qin Xuanhuai glanced out the window and downstairs. After the on-site competition, Heng Fei and a few left in shame. Everyone who watched the fun rushed up and started to line up again to taste the taste of the stamina soup.

"Shame, ashamed," Qin Xuanhuai waved his hand, turned to look at Guo Xiaohai and smiled, "I am not that amazing. But what Xiaokang said is right. This soup should only be found in heaven, so how many times can you taste it in the world? Damn it, it is all Xiaohai's full-true internal force. Without internal force, can you make such a good soup?"

Everyone couldn't help but look at Guo Xiaohai, and the two female students led by Dr. Kang, sparks flashed in their beautiful big eyes.

"Grandpa, do you really have the true qi flame you mentioned? I see that they are just bluffing..."

"Random!" Who knew that Old Master Qin actually glared at him and shouted seriously. Qin Xuanbing was stunned. Grandpa usually loves her the most, what's wrong?

"Since ancient times, gentlemen are far away from the shops, so there are many masters of medical martial arts and many are famous in history. There are almost no masters of medical and kitchen. Those who can appear are rare. Among the masters... In this year, not to mention both medical and kitchen, there are almost no ones who can have true energy. In front of you, there is now a peerless talent, a master of medical and martial arts, a master of medical and kitchen, and a master of three kinds of masters! How can you be rated at will!"

"Grandpa..." Qin Xuanbing felt aggrieved. She glanced at Guo Xiaohai, snorted, and pouted.

"What, don't be dissatisfied. Xiaohai's level is a thousand times or a hundred times higher than that of you, a graduate student. There are some orders of hearing the truth. If it were in the past, you had to call him Master respectfully, and he might not accept you." The old man said with a face. Qin Xuanbing was even more depressed and glared at Guo Xiaohai fiercely. The grandfather who loved her the most actually criticized him for such a harsh harsh sternly.

"I dare not be, I dare not be, old man, I am not as good as you said. I am just a small village doctor. I learned some traditional medical skills and martial arts from my master at home. I am not at my level, so I went to Handong Medical University for further studies. I just got to Dr. Kang and wanted to learn and grow humbly with him." Guo Xiaohai said hurriedly, looking at Dr. Kang, this person was his focus.

"Oh? So it's a student of Xiaokang," Mr. Qin said in surprise and looked at Dr. Kang: "Xiaokang, good, good, can be received by such high-quality students, but it's hard to meet, but I'm not saying much when I'm old, you're not young anymore. You should have a few close disciples to inherit your mantle." Qin Xuanhuai said this, glanced at his only granddaughter, and couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Dr. Kang looked at Guo Xiaohai meaningfully, and his eyes slowly showed appreciation, "Yes, old man, by chance, Xiaohai's qualifications were originally very high, but I didn't expect that his inheritance and understanding of traditional Chinese medicine and martial arts was so profound. On the contrary, I have been saying over the years that we should combine Chinese and Western medicine and focus more on traditional Chinese medicine, but we still focus on empirical research on Western medicine, overemphasizing the technical level of Western medicine, and ignoring the profoundness of traditional Chinese medicine. As a result, you can't come to Taiwan today." Dr. Kang did not shy away and had a open mind.

"Hey, no wonder you, those who are originally social slaughter, can't make sense." The old man waved.

The private room was full of fun. At this time, Guo Xiaohai's cell phone rang. When he saw the number, Guo Xiaohai stood up and went outside the door.
Chapter completed!