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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Sky and the Dragon Chapter 405: Drugging

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    Chapter 405 Drugging

    Xiao Yuesheng began to treat the wounded, and he was very patient. Even if he was killed by a sword, he would not give up. Time was still short. He used his innate energy to save people, and he could often bring them back to life.

    "Everyone was greatly surprised. They had never seen such a vision before, and they could actually come back to life. Moreover, it happened right in front of their own eyes, so they could not doubt it.

    They all opened their eyes wide and stared at Xiao Yuesheng, watching his hands pressing on a brother who had no breath.

    As guards, they are often together on weekdays. Once something happens, they have to rely on each other. Their affection is far better than that of ordinary people. Seeing this brother who was alive an hour ago, now lying on the ground, motionless, unable to wake up.  Come, my heart is heavy.

    "Alive! Alive!" Someone suddenly shouted, but the man who had lost his breath suddenly felt his chest rise and fall and began to breathe.

    Everyone was overjoyed, and some people knelt down directly on the ground, thanking Xiao Yuesheng for saving his life.

    In the narrow alley, the air of blood floated, but around Xiao Yuesheng, everyone's eyes were shining, and they were staring at him energetically, with extremely fanatical eyes.

    If it weren¡¯t for Zhe Zong beside them, they would have shouted long live.

    The ball of soul in Xiao Yuesheng's mind was spinning at high speed to choose which wounded person to treat. Some had already expired, some were about to expire, and some had some minor injuries.

    He is not afraid of dying. As long as it does not take more than ten minutes, he can be saved. No matter how long it takes, even if he is saved, he will become an idiot, just like Murong Fu.

    This is because the brain is fragile. Once it dies, it will begin to change and collapse. Over time, the damage will be so severe that even if you wake up, you will become an idiot.

    The brain is not somewhere else. It is extremely fragile. Once damaged, it will be difficult to recover unless, like Xiao Yuesheng, he has successfully cultivated and formed the ball of soul.

    The secular cultivation method can only cultivate the body. The lower Dantian and the middle Dantian are the basis, and the upper Dantian is a forbidden area. You cannot move lightly, and you will be an idiot in the least, and you will die in the worst.

    " Xiao Yuesheng's soul ball rotates at high speed to prevent this situation, so as not to be delayed. Even if he is rescued, he will be an idiot. It is better not to save him.

    Zhe Zong watched with gusto and interest, and became excited in his heart. He did not expect that Mr. Xiao had a way of killing people and a way of saving people. With such help from strangers, why worry about the Song Dynasty not being prosperous?  !

    He could see everyone's gratitude, but he had no suspicion. If Mr. Xiao didn't come to rescue him, he would have to be blamed here today.

    He thought it was the best time to do something bad to him, but he didn't. He is obviously a trustworthy and loyal person.

    After everything was settled, Xiao Yuesheng invited Zhe Zong to the Xiao Mansion.

    In the hall, Eunuch Cheng had a white cloth wrapped around his shoulders. His face was pale and his expression was sluggish, but he kept his spirits up and followed Zhezong closely.

    Xiao Yuesheng and Zhe Zong sat across from each other. They each took a cup of tea, took a slow sip, and tasted it carefully. If they thought it tasted good, they would praise it, but if they were unhappy, they would say nothing.

    The hall was quiet except for the sound of two people drinking tea.

    After a while, Xiao Yuesheng put down the tea cup and said warmly: "Your Majesty, Xixia seems to be unable to hold on any longer, and he wants to resort to this assassination move. It must be because the situation in the country is not good."

    "Well, we have been pestering them for a while. Although we haven't won any big victories, we have been losing manpower. They can't hold on anymore." Zhezong thought for a while and nodded.

    He sneered: "At this time, it is the harvest season. I asked the front line to use all means to entangle them to prevent them from getting away from the harvest. Let's see how they will eat in the next year?!"

    " Xiao Yuesheng smiled, this move can be described as cruel, and only Zhe Zong can come up with this poisonous plan. It will cause a thousand injuries and eight hundred self-inflicted wounds. It requires a strong heart.

    He remained silent. He didn¡¯t want to get involved in such a thing again, lest there would be endless consequences. Too many people were involved, and one move would affect the whole body.

    As the ball of soul becomes more powerful, he becomes more and more aware of the rules of the world, and discovers that both Buddhist and Taoist thoughts reflect the rules of the world.

    It does not mean that Buddhism is more reasonable than Taoism, but both schools have their own reasons. It is like blind men touching an elephant. What they see is the same as what they said, but what they see is not everything.

    As his cultivation increased, he became more and more able to touch the rules of heaven and earth. The more he understood, the more he realized the subtleties of Buddhism and Taoism, which he could refer to.

    "It's a pity that our soldiers are too weak to win." Zhe Zong sighed and shook his head.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled, picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and pretended not to hear.

    Zhezong said again: "I also sent people to assassinate, but these generals are surrounded by martial arts experts.??, the people sent out never come back.  "

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded, still drinking tea.

    Zhezong glanced at him and opened his mouth, but did not say anything.

    He took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "The secret technique that Mr. gave me is really mysterious. Since I practiced it, my body has greatly strengthened, as if I have become more than ten years younger."

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said: "Your Majesty has a high level of understanding and has laid a good foundation. The National Master's Nine Reincarnations Pill is indeed a very brilliant elixir. Your Majesty's success is also due to the effectiveness of the Nine Reincarnation Pills."

    Zhe Zong nodded enthusiastically: "Yes, the Imperial Master is also a person with great supernatural powers!"

    Early in the morning, Cheng Wenfeng, wearing a dark green gown and carrying two wooden barrels, left Ziyang Temple and went straight to the capital. He entered the city and walked north towards Xiao Mansion.

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    When he was halfway into the alley, three people suddenly came out and stood in front of him. They were all middle-aged men. They held their swords with both hands and their lights were shining. At first glance, they were not intimidating. They were not ordinary people.

    Cheng Wenfeng remained as cold as ever. He glanced at the three of them indifferently, then walked straight forward, and was about to bump into the three of them head-on. It seemed that he had bumped into them on purpose, with no intention of evading at all.

    "Qiang" A dragon roared, clear and melodious, and a cold light flashed. The first person drew his sword out of its sheath. Hearing the sound and seeing the light, it was obviously a sword.

    "Stop!" The middle-aged man pointed his sword and blocked Cheng Wenfeng from a foot away.

    Cheng Wenfeng stopped and said coldly: "What's the matter?!"

    "Are you delivering water to Xiao Mansion?" The middle-aged man's long sword trembled slightly, and the cold light flickered, as if there was a pool of autumn water flowing in the sword. The sword light was dense, and the surrounding temperature dropped a bit.

    Cheng Wenfeng frowned and was extremely disgusted by these words. He had always been proud and had his eyes set above his head. Except for his teacher and Xiao Yuesheng, he never disobeyed anyone.

    "Do you care?!" He said coldly and continued walking forward.

    The middle-aged man stretched out his sword and almost stabbed Cheng Wenfeng in the chest, and said sternly: "Stop, boy!"

    Cheng Wenfeng's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said coldly: "Who are you? Tell me your name!"

    The middle-aged man sneered: "Who am I? It's not your turn to ask. You just answer, do you deliver water to Xiao Mansion?!"

    Cheng Wenfeng's eyes flashed and he nodded slowly: "Not bad!"

    "That's great!" The middle-aged man laughed and waved his hand: "Let's put the medicine in!"

    "Yes." The other two men responded, came to Cheng Wenfeng, and grabbed his two barrels with quick movements and good skills.

    Cheng Wenfeng snorted secretly, but did not respond. He let them snatch the barrel away, curious in his heart to see what they were doing.

    ¡°But I saw the two of them opened the barrels respectively, then took out a paper bag from their arms, opened it, and poured some white powder into it.

    Cheng Wenfeng sneered: "Are you poisoning in secret?!"

    "It's good if you know!" The middle-aged man holding the sword stared at him grimly, as if he was about to draw his sword and stab him if he disagreed.

    Cheng Wenfeng shook his head and said: "How dare you use such a despicable method?!"

    "You are so bold!" The middle-aged man holding the sword sneered and slowly came closer.

    He looked Cheng Wenfeng up and down and snorted coldly: "Are you trying to tip off someone?!"

    Cheng Wenfeng glanced sideways at him, crossed his arms, and just sneered.

    "Boy, if you don't want to die, just shut up!" The middle-aged man shook his sword and hummed: "Otherwise, I want to spare you, but my sword won't spare you!"

    Cheng Wenfeng sneered and stopped talking.
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