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Big Snow Mountain Chapter 11: Heavenly Punishment

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    "Impossible!" Fanning couldn't believe it, and hurriedly said: "Senior Brother, the Rejuvenation Curse is wonderful, it can save Senior Uncle Lianxue's injury, and it will definitely save Senior Sister Ning!"

    "It's not the same." Fakong shook his head: "The Rejuvenation Curse is quick to heal illnesses, but not so good to heal injuries. It's good for those wounds that have been lingering for a long time, but there is nothing to do about this fatal injury."

    Fanning still couldn't believe it, couldn't accept it, looked at Ning Zhenzhen who was motionless as if she had fallen asleep, and felt that she was even more beautiful.

    But there was nothing he could do, he could only watch her die.

    This feeling made him both angry and painful, he only hated himself for being incapable of saving Ning Zhenzhen.

    Lianxue raised her head with tears in her eyes: "Fakong, is there really nothing I can do? Is it true that she is going to die here today?"

    Fakong pondered for a moment.

    "Is it still possible to save?" Fanning cheered up: "Brother!"

    Fakong said: "Brother, go to the box cabinet in the bedroom of my house and get a bottle"

    Before he could finish his sentence, Fanning had already put his shoulders on his shoulders, leading him to fly to the cabin.

    Fakong was led into the house and shook his head too lazy to say Ning.

    He opened the drawer of a locker next to the bed, and there was a small jasper gourd inside.

    The size of a thumb, exquisite and exquisite, faintly shining.

    "Let's go."

    As soon as Fakong said these words, his body was torn away, and he returned to Lianxue like a gust of wind.

    Lian Xue sat on the ground and hugged Ning Zhenzhen tightly.

    Fakong opened the small jade bottle and poured out a red pill the size of a longan: "These are the two panacea pills that Master came across by accident. They are said to be able to heal the dead. It depends on Junior Sister Ning's fortune."

    "The panacea is useless." Lianxue said disappointedly.

    "Try it." Fakong stuffed the red pill into Ning Zhenzhen's mouth.

    Her red lips were pale and slightly parted, just enough to be tucked in.

    Fakong took back the small jade bottle and tapped on her cheeks.

    In the azure blue silence, in the void where the Sanskrit sounds are faint, the nectar branch of the Medicine Buddha trembled slightly.

    A mass of soft light rises from the lotus seat, falls on the manna branch, and spreads.

    One month's lifespan.

    The ray focused on his fingers through his mind and was sent to Ning Zhenzhen's body.

    Extinct candles are relit.

    Ning Zhenzhen regained her vitality, as weak as a candle in the wind.

    Fakong forms the handprint, closes his eyes and recites the rejuvenation mantra lightly.

    In the void, a jade bottle was poured slowly, and the jade syrup poured directly onto Ning Zhenzhen's body to help her recover from her injuries.

    Lianxue and Faning watched without moving, trying to breathe lightly, lest they disturb him.

    The power of the Rejuvenation Curse is strange, blocking Ning Zhenzhen's whole body, allowing her to retain her vitality and strength¡ª¡ª

    An hour later, Fakong, Fanning, Lianxue and Ning Zhenzhen sat at the table and had lunch together.

    There are a total of eight dishes and two soups on the table, which are delicious in color, fragrance and taste.

    The saliva in Fakong's mouth has been swallowed several times.

    His facial features are far more acute than ordinary people, and the unique aroma of each dish stimulates him far more strongly than ordinary people.

    He didn't expect Lianxue to have such excellent cooking skills.

    Lianxue personally put a crystal meatball into Fakong's bowl, and put another one for Fanning, and said with a smile: "It's true that this time the catastrophe will be saved, I must thank Fakong for your panacea, and thank Fakong for your elixir."  Ning Xiangzhu, prepare a few small dishes to express our gratitude!"

    Fanning hurriedly waved his hands: "Uncle Lianxue, I can't help you much."

    "It's thanks to you running around." Lianxue smiled.

    Fanning was very embarrassed.

    Fakong laughed and said, "Master Uncle, you don't have to be so polite. Who did Junior Sister Ning meet?"

    Ning Zhenzhen's face was pale and charming.

    She frowned slightly with her black eyebrows, and suddenly I saw the beauty of pity.

    "Can't you say it?"

    "I don't know what to say." Ning Zhenzhen pondered: "That guy is about the same age as me, and looks ordinary."

    After being resurrected from the dead, she became much calmer.

    "Then what?"

    "Swordsmanship is astonishing." Ning Zhenzhen shook his head and said: "It uses invisible sword energy, I have never seen such a way."

    "Invisible Sword Qi" Fa Kong was thoughtful.

    "You know?" Ning Zhenzhen asked.

    When it comes to curing diseases and saving lives, Fakong is indeed a master, but when it comes to martial arts training and even martial arts knowledge Where did he get his knowledge?

    Fakong said: "If you talk about invisible sword energy, it should beCome over, wave it lightly, as light as if carved from a piece of charcoal.

    It is obviously very heavy, but it is so light when it is waved.

    He had never felt so weird before.

    Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said, "This sword is given to you, as a thank you for saving your life."

    Fakong glanced at her.

    Ning Zhenzhen said: "Don't want it?"

    "Really?"

    "certainly!"

    "Then I will accept it." Fakong returned the sword and sheathed it.

    Ning Zhenzhen pursed her lips and chuckled.

    Fakong knew that she was laughing at her low cultivation level, even if she got the sword, she couldn't pull it out, so the sword can't stay out of the sheath, right?

    Fakong handed it to Lianxue: "Uncle Master, do you know the origin of this sword?"

    Lian Xue gave Ning Zhenzhen a white look, and shook her head helplessly.

    This girl is still unconvinced that she owes her life and keeps fighting.

    She took it over and looked it over, tapped it a few times and heard a beeping sound, took the chopsticks and tried the edge of the sword, and there was indeed no edge.

    In the end she shook her head, not recognizing it.

    Fakong looked at Ning Zhenzhen with a smile: "If I'm not mistaken, this should be Tianzhu Shenjian."

    "Heavenly Punishment Sword?"

    Ning Zhenzhen, Lianxue and Faning all shook their heads.

    Fakong smiled and put the sword back into its sheath, and stuffed it back into his monk sleeve: "Come, eat, I'm full, I want to go see that disciple of Shenjian Peak."

    "What's the point of the dead? It's impossible to save the dead, isn't it?"

    "No matter how effective the panacea is, there is nothing you can do if the corpse is cold."

    "Then what are you looking at?"

    "Just take a look."

    "Just look at it!" Ning Zhenzhen snorted.

    Lianxue kicked her under the table.

    Ning Zhenzhen suddenly smiled like a flower, drank a cup of tea and offered Fakong a cup to express his gratitude, Fakong accepted it calmly.

    She toasted Fanning again, and Fanning drank it down with a blushing face¡ª¡ª

    "right here?"

    In the setting sun, a group of four stopped in a pine forest and stood in front of a pile of new soil.

    The oblique light shines through the branches and leaves on the mound of yellowish soil and on a bunch of red wild flowers above.

    This bouquet of wildflowers is as red as flames.

    "That's it."

    "You buried it?"

    Ning Zhenzhen looked around, her wonderful eyes were burning, so bright that it was compelling.

    Fakong said: "Junior brother, be careful."

    Fanning was suddenly tense, his fat face tensed, and he looked around.

    At the same time, his left hand rested on Fakong's shoulder, and the monk's robe bulged like a ball, and the gangster energy enveloped the two of them.

    Lianxue and Ning Zhenzhen pressed against each other with their backs, their bright eyes narrowed slightly leaving only a line, and they caught the surroundings with peripheral vision.

    Fakong's hands were sealed, his eyes were slightly closed, and his lips moved slightly.

    Fanning suddenly felt a coolness pouring down on his head, and the nervousness in his mind disappeared instantly.

    He was calm, and his mind turned.

    So he turned around slightly, with his back facing the two women.

    The three of them guarded one direction respectively to guard against sneak attack.

    Ning Zhenzhen and Lian Xue soon felt the same, coolness lingered in her mind, her thoughts turned faster, and her senses were more sensitive.

    They knew that this was the blessing of the Qingxin Mantra.

    A young man in a yellow robe slowly walked out of the woods, his face was scorched as if he had liver and gallbladder disease.

    He is thin, strong, and handsome, staring at Ning Zhenzhen with gloomy eyes.

    Fakong was thoughtful.

    Lianxue and Faning's cultivation are not inferior to Ning Zhenzhen, why is this person definitely Ning Zhenzhen's killer?
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