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- Chapter 332: Haze
Su Qingqing sighed.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled gently: "Miss Su, this incident can be regarded as a disaster for me. God's will is like this, so what can I do?!"
He Xueqing¡¯s eyes flashed, she pursed her lips and smiled softly: ¡°Look at you talking, you look so old-fashioned, like an old man in his seventh or eighth decade!¡±
" Xiao Yuesheng chuckled. Her vision was very accurate. Although she looked only in her twenties, her mentality was as peaceful as an old man's.
Jiangnan Yun smiled sweetly and said softly: "It's not a big deal if Master loses his martial arts skills. Our Guanyun Villa has copper and iron walls. Who can break in?!"
"That makes sense!" Liu Jing nodded and agreed, "Besides, if Nan Yun is here, who can touch Big Brother?"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said nothing. He picked up the white jade cup and took a sip. His expression was peaceful and he did not look discouraged at all.
Linghu Chong felt heavy in his heart, feeling like he had lost his martial arts. He knew that practicing again now was a blessing in disguise, but even though it was a blessing in disguise, the feeling he felt when he thought about it was still so oppressive that he could hardly breathe.
Seeing how calm Xiao Yuesheng was, he admired him in his heart. Mr. Xiao's mind was indeed different from that of ordinary people. An expert is an expert!
Su Qingqing and He Xueqing feel the most uncomfortable. Now their martial arts have greatly increased, and their internal strength is twice as strong as before.
But the more this happens, the more uncomfortable they feel. Mr. Xiao lost all his martial arts skills because he saved himself!
Based on the situation described by Song Mengjun, they knew that it was him who injected all his inner strength into his body to repair his injuries.
Xiao Yuesheng's gentle eyes swept over him, understanding his thoughts, and said with a slight smile: "Miss He, Miss Su, life and death are determined by fate. You are destined to have this calamity, but you should not die. I should lose my martial arts, so there is no need to think wildly."
"Mr. Xiao" Su Qingqing's heart was full of mixed feelings, and she couldn't speak, but she really didn't know what to say. All the words were stuck in her heart, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.
He Xueqing pursed her lips tightly and remained silent, her gentle face tense.
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, let me be quiet for a while, everyone can go about their business!"
Hearing this, everyone hurriedly left, not daring to disturb him any more. He must have lost his martial arts skills. He must be very weak and should not be disturbed.
Only Jiang Nanyun and Liu Jing were left in the pavilion.
They sat down next to him and stared at him.
Jiangnan Yun Yu¡¯s hand reached out and took Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s left hand. A surge of internal energy rushed in. Yu¡¯s face changed and she sighed: ¡°It turns out it¡¯s true!¡±
Liu Jing looked at him blankly and said softly: "Brother, what should we do?"
She had great faith in her husband and never doubted his words. However, Jiang Nanyun was very smart and always thought he was pretending to be a deceit when he saw his master's appearance.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said: "If you interfere with the secret of heaven, this is heaven's punishment!"
"Brother, have your martial arts abilities recovered?" Liu Jing asked softly.
Jiang Nanyun still didn¡¯t give up. She held his left hand with both hands. Her inner strength was like a strand, moistening the material silently and slowly floated in.
She could feel that the master's body was empty, as if a thief had left an empty building with nothing, not even a trace of internal energy.
A trace of his own internal energy poured in and circulated in his meridians without any movement, neither suction nor repulsion, like an undefended city.
Her silky inner energy slowly surged into her Dantian, which was also empty, like a dry sea.
Finally giving up, she sighed helplessly and slowly regained her inner strength. Her heart felt sour and she couldn't help but want to cry.
Xiao Yuesheng took in all her expressions and smiled softly: "You, don't shed tears, it's embarrassing! I just lost my martial arts skills, but I got my life back. It's a blessing, why should I be sad?!"
"Master!" Jiang Nanyun couldn't be happy. He wiped the corners of his eyes and gave him a fierce look. It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry!
"By the way, brother, I have an idea!" Liu Jing suddenly clapped her hands, beaming, her white jade-like face shining brightly.
¡°Master¡¯s wife, what¡¯s your idea?¡± Jiang Nanyun asked hurriedly.
"It's just" Liu Jing stopped abruptly as soon as she spoke. Her jade-like face was as red as a layer of rouge, and she shook her head: "Noit's nothing!"
¡°Master¡¯s wife, why did you hide it from me?!¡± Jiang Nanyun exclaimed in dissatisfaction.
Liu Jing looked embarrassed, opened her mouth, closed it again, and finally sighed: "Oh Nanyun, I'm not hiding anything from you, it's just"
"Could it be possible? It's still some shameful way.son? ! "Jiang Nanyun hummed.
Liu Jing smiled bitterly, nodded, her clear eyes flashed, avoiding her, not touching Jiang Nanyun, her face was as red as a peach.
"Nanyun, just spare your master's wife!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled and waved his hand: "What your master's wife said is a method of dual cultivation."
"Ah!" Jiangnan Yunyu's face suddenly turned red, like a layer of red cloth, she turned around and left, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
When Xiao Yuesheng first taught her martial arts, he once mentioned the method of dual cultivation. She listened shyly, but did not listen carefully. She only thought that this method was very obscene and it was impossible for her to practice it, so she did not take it to heart.
"Brother, you!" Liu Jing's face was like ruby, so delicate and beautiful that her heartbeat was beating fast when she looked at it.
"She's not an outsider, so she doesn't have to avoid suspicion like this." Xiao Yuesheng chuckled, holding her little hand, his eyes burning.
Liu Jing felt that her husband's gaze was scorching, her face was hot, she didn't dare to raise her head, she twisted her clothes and blushed more and more.
"However, Jing'er, this method is not available to me." Xiao Yuesheng shook his head.
"It's useless?!" Liu Jing was startled, looked up at him, and asked hurriedly, regardless of her shyness: "Why is it useless? Brother, didn't you say that this method is the best for improving one's skills?"
"The situation in my body is incomprehensible. I dare not give advice easily, as my life may be in danger at every turn." Xiao Yuesheng sighed softly, and then smiled: "This is also the breakthrough point, you need to be careful maybe, once you have an epiphany, not only will your internal strength be exhausted, Recovering, but getting to a higher level.¡±
"I hope so." Liu Jing murmured worriedly.
She warned seriously: "Brother, you have no internal strength now. When you go out, you must let Nan Yun or me accompany you."
"Alas" Xiao Yuesheng sighed, looked up at the sky, and was lost in thought.
Liu Jing was surprised and wondered what he was thinking.
She is not as worried as others about her husband's loss of internal strength. Last time, Xiao Yuesheng experienced it once, and then recovered quickly and got better.
"It must be that the martial arts he practices are too mysterious, and he always needs to break and then stand up."
"Nanyun! Nanyun!" A rapid voice suddenly sounded in Jiang Nanyun's ears. Although his tone was anxious, his voice was still gentle and sweet.
Jiang Nanyun was startled and suddenly stood up. Her Qingxin Jue was so mysterious that even when she was sleeping, her subconscious was still awake and alert to her surroundings, so she could never be plotted against.
She was so surprised that she suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
Seeing Jiang Nanyun sway and stand at the window, Liu Jing hurriedly whispered: "Nanyun¡ª¡ª, it's me¡ª¡ª!"
Her long hair is shawl, shining like a strip of black satin. She is wearing a satin silk pajamas, which is wide and wide. Her graceful figure is looming, and she is charming and sultry.
Jiang Nanyun is also wearing this kind of pajamas. He is standing at the window, wanting to leave the room, his bright eyes wide open and radiant.
Thirty-six strategies are the best way to deal with situations like this, and they have been trained by Xiao Yuesheng.
"Master's wife¡ª¡ª!" Jiang Nan Yun was angry, swaying her figure, returning to the incense couch, and humming: "Master's wife, why did you scare me so silently!"
"What are you worried about in our villa?!" Liu Jing gave her a blank look and stepped forward, holding a piece of paper in her hand: "Nanyun, your master is gone!"
"Master is gone?" Jiang Nanyun pulled up the brocade quilt and looked up at her with an incomprehensible look on her face, full of confusion.
"Well, he ran away from home!" Liu Jing nodded heavily, pursed her lips angrily, and a thin layer of anger formed on her eyebrows.
"Master's wife, what on earth are you talking about?!" Jiang Nanyun shook his head, feeling that his head was in a mess, and he couldn't figure it out, so he reached out and copied the plain paper.
It was just a piece of plain paper. The handwriting on the paper was like a dragon and a snake. It belonged to Master. Jiang Nanyun quickly glanced at it and his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.
"What is Master going to do?!" Jiang Nanyun shouted loudly, slapped the incense couch hard, jumped to the ground, and walked around.
"Oh, why did I sleep so deeply last night? I didn't know he was gone!" Liu Jing gritted her teeth.
"Master wants to leave, no one can stop him!" Jiang Nanyun said bitterly. He suddenly stopped and lowered his head to look at Su Jian again.
"Master said that he needs to experience the world of mortals before he can make a breakthrough. If we follow him and rely on him, his potential will not be stimulated! Humph, what kind of nonsense is this?!"
Liu Jing sighed and said: "Nanyun, it's too late to say this. You'd better think of a way to find your master!"
Jiang Nanyun said irritably: "Master's wife!YouBut I don¡¯t know, I am thousands of miles behind Master. He wants to hide from us and there is no way to find him! "
"What should we do?!" Liu Jing asked with a wry smile.
"Let me think about it" Jiangnan Yuncong put her finger between her eyebrows and walked around.
After a while, she stopped, her eyes bright, and turned to look at Liu Jing: "Master, how about asking Qing'er to find the master?!"
Liu Jing shook her head and said with a bitter smile: "Qing'er has been taken away by your master!"
"Alas, how can we defeat Master?!" Jiang Nanyun sighed, and threw himself onto the fragrant couch in frustration.
"If there is no other way, we can only send people everywhere to search slowly." Liu Jing said helplessly.
Jiang Nanyun nodded, punched the incense pillow angrily, and hummed: "What a shame, I haven't learned Master's amazing skills. If I had the ability to sense gods and humans, I would be able to find him!"
Liu Jing shook her head and said softly: "I can't blame you for this. You need to master the Qingxin Jue before you can learn the art of sensing between gods and humans."
Jiangnan Yun was silent, the two of them were speechless, and they were at their wits' end.
Dengzhou Prefecture, Shandong
As the sun sets in the west, half of the entire mountains, rivers and land are dyed red.
On the mountain road twenty miles outside Dengzhou, the sound of hoofbeats rumbled, several horses galloped, and the sound of hoofbeats was very urgent.
This mountain road connects Aishan Mountain and Dengzhou Prefecture Official Road two miles away. Usually few people walk on it, and there are dense woods next to it.
The galloping sound of these horses startled the tired birds returning to the forest and flew away in all directions.
There are four horses in total. There are two men and two women riding on them. They are lying on the horses, their movements are vigorous, and their bodies rise and fall with the horses. You can tell at a glance that the knights are extremely skilled.
There are four horses, two riding in front and two behind. In front are two women, one is cold and stunning, the other is gentle and beautiful.
There are two men behind him, one is handsome and masculine, the other is like a white-faced scholar, elegant and handsome.
The four of them are all first-class talents, standing among the crowd, dazzling.
"Senior Sister, this time, it's very hanging. If it weren't for you, Senior Sister, I would have taken care of my arm!" The white-faced scholar stood up and smiled happily at the woman in front of him.
The woman known as the senior sister is dressed in white, and her facial features are all beautiful, but her expression is always cold, and she is distant from others.
When the white-faced scholar spoke to her, she just nodded slightly without saying anything, her expression remained cold and unchanged.
"It's just that the others are used to it, don't take it seriously, and say it with enthusiasm.
The graceful and beautiful woman nodded vigorously, her round eyes widened, she turned around and said with a smile: "Yes, Third Senior Brother's arm is hanging very high. I didn't expect that man surnamed Lu to be so vicious!"
The heroic young man nodded, his body undulating, but his demeanor was calm, and he said in a deep voice: "Well, the third junior brother underestimated the enemy too much. Is it a fluke that the man named Lu is called the No. 1 tyrant in Qingzhou?!"
"Hehe, the second senior brother is right, I was careless!" The white-faced scholar scratched his head and laughed, showing an embarrassed look.
"Giggle, Third Senior Brother, I have heard this sentence many times -!" The gentle girl twisted her waist and looked behind her, giggling.
"Little junior sister, don't make fun of me!" The white-faced scholar glared, pretending to be ferocious.
It¡¯s just that he has a weak temperament. Even if he stares, he is more like a fierce person with a fierce heart, and he is not intimidating at all.
The gentle girl giggled even harder.
"Little junior sister, ride well!" A cold voice suddenly sounded, like jade beads rolling on the ice and snow, it was cold and mellow, and it was indescribably beautiful.
It¡¯s like taking a lick of soft ice cream under the scorching sun and feeling refreshed from the bottom of my heart.
The girl stuck out her tongue at the two young men and turned around.
She suddenly raised her riding whip and called out in a sweet voice: "Hey, senior sister, look, look, there's someone over there!"
The senior sister turned her head, looked along the riding whip, and nodded: "Go and take a look, be careful!"
After saying that, the four riders slowed down, from running to trotting, slowly, then a few minutes slower, to moving slowly.
They came to the mountain road. Here was a big stone, about one person tall, with a flat and smooth top, about two meters wide and three meters long, like a big natural bed.
This big stone has been weathered by nature until it has lost all its edges and corners, making it smooth and flat. The power of nature is clearly demonstrated.
At this time, a person was lying in the center of the couch, face down, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
"Sister, let me take a look." The white-faced scholar volunteered, pressed his palm, and flew up from the horse and landed on the stone.
"Second junior brother, you follow??, be careful! "The ice-cold senior sister frowned slightly and gave the order calmly.
"Yes." The handsome and masculine young man nodded, put his hand on the saddle, rose into the air, and flew towards the white-faced scholar, slowly falling to the side of the white-faced scholar.
He put his right hand on the long sword and slowly drew it out. Under the setting sun, the cold light shone.
¡°Third Junior Brother, slow down.¡± He stared at the motionless man with bright eyes and said softly.
"I know." The white-faced scholar nodded, his smiling face tightened, he stepped forward slowly, and slowly squatted down. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, a cold light flashed, his palms probed, and he grabbed it fiercely as fast as lightning. Give the man his wrist.
The man's wrist was motionless, and he was holding it in his hand.
The white-faced scholar tilted his head attentively, as if to detect his pulse, while the heroic young man held the sword tightly without letting go.
"Third senior brother, how are you?" the gentle and beautiful girl asked hurriedly, her bright eyes widening.
The white-faced scholar shook his head, put down his palm, and sighed: "I'm afraid it's hopeless I'm going to die soon!"
"Then what should we do?" The girl was so anxious that she turned around and begged: "Sister, please save him quickly!"
The senior sister was as cold as ice and remained unmoved. She nodded, and without moving her upper body, she suddenly flew up and landed flatly next to the man.
He knelt down, picked up the man's wrist on the ground, and closed his bright eyes slightly.
The gentle girl pressed the saddle with her palm, flew up, landed next to her, and stared at her closely.
The touching eyebrows of the senior sister slowly frowned, and the frown became tighter and tighter. In the end, they seemed to be entangled together.
The girl¡¯s heart also tightened, and she looked down at the man lying on the ground, her round eyes full of compassion.
"Sister, how are you doing?!" Seeing the senior sister open her eyes, the girl asked anxiously.
"The injury is too serious!" Senior Sister relaxed her eyebrows and said coldly.
"Thenis there any hope?" the girl asked nervously.
The senior sister was silent, and the girl stared at her, becoming more and more nervous.
¡°Junior sister, we don¡¯t know who he is yet, why bother so much?!¡± the white-faced scholar chuckled.
The girl snorted and glared at him fiercely: "How pitiful he is, lying in the wilderness. If he hadn't met us, he would have been picked up by wild wolves!"
The girl turned her head, pulled the sleeves of the senior sister, shook her gently, and begged: "Sister, please save him!"
"It's useless to save him, the injury is too serious." The senior sister said calmly.
The girl still refused and begged: "A dead horse is a living horse doctor, senior sister, please hurry up!"
"Senior sister, just give it a try, it all depends on his luck!" The white-faced scholar also softened his heart and followed suit.
"Well, okay." The elder sister glanced at the two of them with her bright eyes, nodded, and reached into her arms with her white jade-like right hand, took out a rectangular cloth, opened the cloth, and placed several long needles side by side. Neatly.
"Third Junior Brother, give him the Yanxia Pill." The green-white slender fingers gently caressed the long needle, landed on the middle one, gently picked it up, and lifted it up.
The white-faced scholar agreed, took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured out a green pill, turned the man over, and fed it.
At this time, they could see the man¡¯s face clearly.
He has an ordinary face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, his face is as pale as paper, and his brows are lightly frowned.
The girl¡¯s bright eyes were bright, she looked carefully, turned her head and said softly: ¡°Senior sister, he is not very old, but he is a big shot¡±
"No matter how big a person is, if he cannot survive, he will turn into a piece of loess!" The senior sister said lightly, and the long needle glowed with a touch of golden light in the setting sun.
"Let him lie flat on his back." The senior sister pointed.
The white-faced scholar hurriedly made the young man lie down on his back and looked at the senior sister.
The senior sister nodded, gently pressing her left index finger on his chest, as if searching for the right acupuncture point, her cold eyes focused.
The green-white and round index finger paused for a moment, and then the golden needle touched this acupoint, slowly twisting it, and the golden needle slowly penetrated.
This acupoint is located between Tanzhong, Shenfeng, Zhongting and Lingxu. It has always been kept secret. People in the martial arts world do not know that there is an acupoint here. It is really mysterious.
This frosty woman¡¯s golden needle technique was acquired from a secret tradition and is extremely effective. She knows this acupoint, which is a secret acupoint for strong vitality.
"It depends on his luck" She shook her head and sat down cross-legged.
The other three people also sat down. The gentle and beautiful girl looked at the man blankly, as if there was something wrong with his face.
This man's appearance was ordinary, like a farm boy. Compared to her second senior brother and third senior brother, he was insignificantly different.
"Junior sister, how do you know that he is a big shot?" The white-faced scholar approached her and asked in a low voice.
"Didn't you see how he frowned?" The girl gave him a sideways glance.
The white-faced scholar nodded: "I saw it, maybe the injury was too serious and the pain was unbearable"
The second senior brother looked at the two of them with a hint of smile. He glanced at the senior sister from time to time and quickly took it back, as if he was afraid of being noticed.
"Don't you think that the way he frowns is more majestic than the master?" The girl's round eyes widened and she asked him.
The white-faced scholar was startled, lowered his head to look at it for a moment, and shook his head: "I can't see"
"You're stupid!" The girl gave him a coquettish look and ignored him.
The white-faced scholar scratched his head, smiled bitterly, lowered his head again, and looked carefully, but he couldn't see how majestic this man's frown was.
"Well" Suddenly, a weak moan came from the man's throat.
"Senior Sister, look, look!" The gentle and beautiful girl grabbed the sleeves of Senior Sister and pulled hard.
"Yes." The senior sister didn't move her arm, still relying on her sleeve to be pulled, she picked up the man's left hand and pressed three fingers on his pulse.
After a while, she put down her hand, nodded and said: "This person is really strong and strong, and now there is a glimmer of hope."
"Really?!" The gentle girl was overjoyed, her face was radiant and her face was radiant.
The senior sister showed a hint of smile, then disappeared immediately, turning around and commanding: "Second Junior Brother, Third Junior Brother, you guys make a stretcher and carry him up the mountain!"
"Yes!" The two agreed in unison, stood up and leaped from the boulder to the pine forest next to them.
Soon, the two of them made a simple stretcher and dropped it on the big rock.
The handsome young man put down the stretcher, hesitated for a moment, and whispered: "Sister, why don't we carry him to Dengzhou Mansion and find a place to put him down"
"Second senior brother, how could this happen? He is so seriously injured and needs careful care!" The gentle girl immediately raised her eyebrows and shouted anxiously.
The second senior brother looked calm, shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "Little junior sister, I also know that it is important to save people, but we must also think about the consequences If he is a righteous person, that's fine, but if he is an extremely evil person, he will lead to On the mountain, the consequences are unpredictable"
"But" The girl still wanted to argue, but the senior sister raised her hand.
She waved her hand and said calmly: "No need to say more, carry it to the mountain!"
"Yes!" The second senior brother nodded solemnly. Since the senior sister has made up her mind, he cannot disobey her. If she has her own ideas, she must abide by them.
He and the white-faced scholar lifted the man and placed him on the thick withered grass on the stretcher. He lifted and lowered gently, as if lifting a fragile treasure.
"Don't be bumpy." The senior sister said calmly.
"Sister, don't worry, let's take a look at what we have!" The white-faced scholar smiled happily, stood in front, raised both ends of his hands, kicked off his feet, and stood up.
The second brother behind him had a calm expression and followed closely behind him. The two of them carried the stretcher and dropped it from the boulder. It was as light as floating catkins. The man on the stretcher did not move.
"The two senior brothers' Qinggong skills are becoming more and more exquisite!" The gentle and beautiful little junior sister clapped her hands and giggled.
So, the group used Qinggong and galloped along the mountain road, faster than a galloping horse.
The steps of the two men were fast and steady, their Qinggong came from the same vein, and their breaths were in the same rhythm. The man on the stretcher was motionless, as if he was lying on a stone.
The mountain road gradually becomes rugged and steeper. Without Qinggong, it would be difficult for ordinary people to walk.
"In the end, the white-faced scholar in front had to keep his body low, and the second senior brother behind him had to hold up the stretcher with both hands to keep it flat.
The two women followed, supporting the unconscious man to prevent him from sliding down.
About a quarter of the work, the terrain was suddenly flat, but it was a valley. The three or four floors of the building layered layer by layer, built along the gentle hillside, and it was scattered.
¡°Senior Sister, it¡¯s Senior Sister and the others who are back!¡± In the distance, a sentry shouted loudly from above.
The closest place to the entrance of the valley is a martial arts field, which is flat and wide. There are twenty or thirty people there, both men and women, all gathered in a pile.
They were either chatting, practicing, or competing, etc. It was very lively, like a small market.
Hearing this shout, people turned their heads and looked at the mouth of the valley. Immediately, more than a dozen people ran over and came forward to greet him affectionately.
 "Everyone, please don't move, there is a patient here!" The gentle and beautiful little junior sister blocked her with her hands and shouted loudly.
"Fourth Senior Sister, are you saving people again?" People asked with laughter.
The little junior sister raised her hands like a duck, and shouted anxiously: "Get out of the way, get out of the way! Everyone, get out of the way! This person is seriously injured, and he needs to be treated by his master!"
Seeing this, everyone got out of the way and let them go to see the leader.
Under the gaze of people, the four people walked quickly along the gravel path, walking smoothly towards a pavilion.
This pavilion is on the top of the mountain pavilion, with abrupt eaves and carved carvings reaching into the sky. It is extraordinary. Standing on the pavilion, you can overlook the entire valley.
? ? Here is the residence of the leader, Yanxia Pavilion.
"Master! Master!" From far away, a gentle and beautiful girl called out softly.
"Yu Ru, what a fuss!" A mellow and soft voice floated out from the pavilion, carrying a touch of majesty.
Immediately, a lotus-colored figure floated out, extremely fast, and landed in front of the four of them.
This is a woman in her thirties, with a face as white as jade, slender eyebrows, a far-dark color, and phoenix eyes as bright as stars. She is very beautiful.
She waved her hand to signal the four of them not to be polite. She lowered her head to look at the man, felt her palms for pulse, and frowned on her long temples.
"Master, can he still be saved?" The girl Yuru looked at the master eagerly and asked anxiously.
The woman stared at the man on the stretcher, shook her head, and said lightly: "Fifty-five!"
Her temperament is cold and cold, which is different from that of her eldest disciple. She looks indifferent and indifferent, coming from the indifference in her bones.
"And his eldest disciple is more like the Gushe Fairy. He doesn't like the fireworks of the world, so he is indifferent to things in the world of mortals.
"Carry it in!" The woman waved her hand and ordered calmly.
The two men stepped into the pavilion.
The first floor of the pavilion is spacious and bright, with lavender carpets, tables and chairs arranged neatly, and a table in front of the southeast window with two vases of wild flowers on it.
In this season, it is extremely rare to find wild flowers.
At the far east end, there are several bookshelves against the wall. Under the wall are two beds, which are connected together. They are very spacious and can accommodate several people lying on them.
The stretcher fell on the bed, and the leader stepped forward, sat down, and nodded: "Without Wenxiu's injection, he would have died long ago!"
"Senior sister has inherited the medical skills from the master, so she is naturally very good!" The young girl Sun Yuru pursed her lips and smiled sweetly.
The woman glanced at Sun Yuru and shook her head. Her mouth said that a dead person does not pay for his life, and hummed: "Take my needle!"
"Yes!" Sun Yuru agreed delicately, flew up and went up the stairs, like a fluttering butterfly, downstairs in the blink of an eye.
The woman took the sandalwood box, and opened the purple sandalwood box. Inside was a row of golden needles, which were a bit thinner than those of her eldest disciple.
She picked up a needle and pierced it gently, and the soft golden needle pierced into the flesh. Then she picked up several golden needles and pierced them one by one.
In the blink of an eye, the man¡¯s front body was covered with gold needles, and he was trembling.
When the last golden needle was pricked, her full and smooth forehead was filled with sweat, and the beads of sweat were like pearls.
"Master, let me take the last step!" the senior sister whispered, gently pressing her left palm on the master's vest, breathing in a burst of inner breath.
The leader nodded: "Well, come on, be gentle, he won't be able to bear it."
"Disciple understands." Senior Sister Du Wenxiu nodded gently.
Du Wenxiu removed his left palm and gently pressed it on the man's chest. A trace of internal energy was like a drop of water, slowly dripping in.
A dozen golden needles trembled, like a gust of wind blowing through the grass, causing all the grass to bend.
"Well" A moan sounded, and the man's lips parted slightly.
Sun Yuru hurriedly ran out, and in a blink of an eye, she took a bowl of water and a small spoon, and slowly fed him water.
After a few spoonfuls of water went down, the man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes warm and peaceful.
"Master, Master!" Sun Yuru said hurriedly.
The woman came to him, felt her palms and checked for pulse. After a while, she put down the man's left hand and nodded: "His life is finally saved!"
¡°Ah¡ª¡ª!¡± Sun Yuru shouted excitedly, jumping up and down.
"How unbecoming!" the woman scolded her, looking down at the man.
Sun Yuru didn't care about her master's scolding. She had long been used to it, and she knew that her master wasn't angry either, so she didn't get angry easily.
"Thank you for saving my life." The man said softly. Although it was weak, he enunciated the words clearly, one word at a time.?? words.
"Don't talk yet. You are too ill. Please rest for a while." The woman shook her head and said calmly.
The man nodded, with a smile on his pale face.
"Master, I don't know his name yet" The second disciple came up and whispered.
The woman hummed, lowered her head and asked his name.
"My surname is Xiao and my given name is Guanlan" The man smiled slightly and said in a weak tone.
"Xiao Guanlan" The woman pondered, nodded, frowned slightly, thought carefully for a moment, then turned to look at the disciples.
Everyone shook their heads and had never heard of this person.
The woman no longer thought about it and said calmly: "Let's stay here for the time being and just calm down and recuperate."
After placing Xiao Guanlan in place, the second disciple was still worried, so he met with the master and expressed his worries.
The leader smiled lightly: "He doesn't know martial arts, so don't worry."
¡°Ah¡ª¡ª?!¡± The second disciple was surprised.
Xiao Guanlan is naturally Xiao Yuesheng.
Since he left Guanyun Villa, he has traveled around the world, traveling around mountains and rivers while resuming his martial arts. However, this time, it is not that easy.
Originally, he only had the power of thunder in his body. Later, because he thought it was too slow to enter the country, he came up with a way to go to the top of the Tianshan Mountains to take a stream of extremely yin energy and slowly accumulate it into a climate.
Later, when the two were equivalent, he wanted to merge them, one yin and one yang, almost Tao.
When he was in retreat, it was extremely difficult to slowly integrate the two. Just at the juncture of yin and yang, he was suddenly disturbed. As a result, his vitality was chaotic and he almost went crazy.
Seeing that Su Qingqing and He Xueqing were dying, he couldn't turn a blind eye. Even though his body was in chaos, he couldn't care about so much.
So, he extracted the power of the thunder from his body, forged the bones of the two of them and rehabilitated them, making up for their injuries, stimulating their vitality, and going against the will of heaven.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The power of the thunder, was filled with the extremely yin energy all over his body, and almost froze him into a popsicle. He passed on the Nine-Yang Magic Technique of Two Women and a Duan'er to neutralize the extremely yin energy.
"However, the power outside his meridians and in his bones is the power of thunder. It is integrated with his flesh and blood and is indistinguishable from each other.
The two collided, just like ice and water meeting, and the power of thunder began to suppress them. These extremely yin energy were still tame, but at this time, they were not restrained, but they were unscrupulous, conflicting with the power of thunder of flesh and blood.
In a fit of anger, he directly abolished his power and destroyed the extremely yin energy.
But after leaving Guanyun Villa, I slowly realized that this pure yin energy had not completely disappeared, and had already penetrated into the bones and flesh.
This is the effect of the Nine Turns Yijin Jue. Now, the whole body is empty, without a trace of internal strength, but there is a conflict between yin and yang in the flesh and bones.
The conflict between yin and yang will naturally damage the bones and flesh. It will look like a disease, and the disease will become more and more severe, and the body will become weaker and weaker.
Every time at meridian time, the yin and yang in the body change, and the pure yin energy in the bones and flesh conflicts with the power of darkness, which is when the disease begins.
He possesses a magical elixir and a magical Nine-turn Tendon Changing Art. It is not impossible to fuse these two powers.
But he deliberately let go and let the two conflict, but it was his method of refining the body. His flesh and bones were destroyed in the conflict time and time again, and they would become stronger and tougher when they recovered again and again. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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