"Brother, do you see if Ah Hu has the qualifications to practice?"

Three figures were quickly traveling through the forest, but Fang Yi and Peng Bin walked forward, while Ah Hu was chasing behind, but he could barely keep up with the two of them and was not thrown away, which was a distance of 20 or 30 meters away from them.

Fang Yi looked back at Ah Hu, shook his head, and said, "You can practice martial arts, but you don't have the qualifications to practice Taoism..."

"How could this happen?" Peng Bin said anxiously: "Ahu's kung fu is just a little worse than mine. Since I can practice Taoism, he should be able to do it too. Fang Yi, what do you think of your qualifications?"

Ah Hu has been with Peng Bin for about ten years. Although Ah Hu has always claimed to be Peng Bin's follower, Peng Bin sees Ah Hu as his brother. Peng Bin knows that Ah Hu, who has also been fighting black fist for many years, has no hidden diseases in his body than himself.

After practicing internal martial arts, Peng Bin knew the harm of the previous practice methods to himself, so he also wanted Ah Hu to regulate his body by practicing internal martial arts, at least he would not die early like many people who fight black boxing.

"Brother, I can't explain this clearly. It's just feeling..." Fang Yi smiled bitterly when he heard Peng Bin's words. Some things can only be understood but not expressed in words. Fang Yi really doesn't know how to say them.

After absorbing and fusing the spiritual energy, Fang Yi found that his sense of the human aura became more and more sensitive. Fang Yi could sense a kind of aura from Peng Bin that was somewhat similar to him, and thus he judged that Peng Bin was suitable for the path of practicing Taoism.

As for Ah Hu, Peng Jun and Zhao Dabao, Fang Yi did not feel this kind of aura in them, so Fang Yi asserted that they did not have the qualifications to practice.

"Fang Yi, is there any way to treat the hidden injuries in Ah Hu's body?"

Peng Bin sighed when he heard this. After listening to Fang Yi explaining the story of the ancient Qi Refiner, Peng Bin knew that even in ancient times, not everyone could practice it. This qualification may really exist.

"This is no problem..."

Fang Yi smiled and said, "After I come out of the mountain, I will prepare some Chinese medicine for Brother Hu to take, and then you pass the breathing technique to Brother Hu. After three or five months, Brother Hu's body will be removed, but you cannot fight with others during this period..."

What Fang Yi said about lack of qualifications means that Ah Hu cannot practice to the innate realm, but it does not mean that Ah Hu cannot practice internal martial arts. Taoist breathing and breathing skills were originally passed down by ordinary people. Even if people who do not practice martial arts practice, they can strengthen their bodies and prolong their lives.

"That's good. I'll let him adjust when I go back..." Peng Bin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard Fang Yi's words.

The Shuidan Camp was only three or five hours away from the mountain pass, but at Fang Yi and the others, the time was greatly shortened. After more than two hours, the three of them had arrived at the exit of the Wild Ren Mountain, and they could see the camp with tents outside from afar.

"teacher!"

When he was one or two hundred meters away from the camp, Fang Yi saw Sun Lianda standing there with white hair on his back. Fang Yi felt agitation in his heart, and the speed under his feet suddenly increased a little more. When he arrived seven or eight meters in front of Sun Lianda, Fang Yi's knees softened and he knelt in front of Sun Lianda.

"Teacher, I worry you..."

Seeing the teacher's hair turning a lot white, Fang Yi's nose felt a little sore. He was really moved by the teacher's love of licking the calf. Fang Yi was so old that he had never had such a time to express his true feelings as today, besides kneeling down to worship the ancestor of the Sanqing Daoism and his master.

"Just be safe, just be safe!"

Sun Lianda, who was waiting here every day, has been disappointed for nearly a month. At this moment, when he suddenly saw Fang Yi appear, Old Sun was also very excited. He quickly stepped forward and helped Fang Yi up and down.

"Children, aren't you hurt? You've suffered in the mountains..."

After patting Fang Yi's shoulder, Sun Lianda smiled on his face. Although he had not been with Fang Yi for a long time, Sun Lianda had already treated this polite and intelligent young man as his younger generation, otherwise he would not have stayed here and waited for Fang Yi's news.

"Teacher, I'm fine. How could a child who grew up in the mountains be injured..."

Fang Yi smiled and patted his chest. Fortunately, he had already replaced the snakeskin skirt. Otherwise, if the teacher saw it, he would have thought he had become a savage in the Wild Man Mountain.

"It's fine..." Sun Lianda looked back and said, "Your Teacher Yu suffered a little cold yesterday and was resting in the tent. Go and have a look..."

"Ah? Teacher Yu is sick?" Fang Yi was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly followed Old Sun and walked into the camp. As soon as he lifted the curtain of a tent, he saw the three cannons walking outwards.

"Fang Yi, you are back!" Suddenly seeing Fang Yi's face, Sanpao suspected that something was wrong with his eyes. After rubbing it several times, he realized that Fang Yi was back and couldn't help but scream loudly.

"Hehe, Sanpao, you're worried..." Fang Yi hugged Sanpao and said, "Is the teacher okay? How about the fat man? Is the butt okay?"

"Brother Yi, is there any problem with my butt? You can tell if you come and take a look..."

As soon as Fang Yi finished speaking, a little resentful voice of the fat man rang out of the tent. Fang Yi walked around Sanpao's head and looked inward. He found that both the fat man and Yu Xuan were lying on a temporary wooden bed, but Yu Xuan seemed to have just been woken up by Sanpao and didn't know what had happened.

"Hmm? I'm not dreaming again, right?"

The older people usually have poor eyesight. Yu Xuan opened his eyes and saw a blurry outline in front of him, which looked like Fang Yi, but he was not sure, so he quickly sat up and reached for the glasses at the head of the bed.

"Teacher, I'm back!" Fang Yi supported Yu Xuan and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, teacher, I've made you worried, it's all the bad things for the students!"

In fact, if Fang Yi stayed in Myanmar, he couldn't blame Yu Xuan for saying that, because Fang Yi had the opportunity to leave Myanmar by plane at that time, but he had to stay and wait for the little devil, so he was implicated by Peng Bin. Otherwise, Fang Yi would have been in China long ago.

"If you don't talk about this, it's good to come back, it's good to come back..."

Hearing Fang Yi's voice, Yu Xuan realized that Fang Yi was really back. The old man's eyes were also a little wet for a while. Over the past few days, Yu Xuan has really been under a lot of psychological pressure.

"Brother Yi, I'm worried about you too..." The fat man's tone was filled with resentment, "In order to find you, I'm seriously injured, you can't just come and comfort me..."

"Okay, I'll let the little devil come to comfort you..."

Fang Yi tilted his head, and the little devil lying on his shoulder suddenly rushed to the fat man's chest, staring at the fat man with big eyes, and his sharp claws were placed between the fat man's neck intentionally or unintentionally.

"Don't, I'd better not be comforted, let it go away..."
Chapter completed!