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    Originally, Princess Anguo's target was naturally Ye Chongtian.

    After all, Ye Chongtian is a man, and he is not liked by Princess An Guo. He seems to be very talented, and he is definitely a good candidate for blood transplantation.

    "It's a pity that after Master Anbodhi's investigation, he found that the blood in Ye Chongtian's body had initially condensed - Ye Chongtian was already thirteen years old at that time. Due to day and night training, his blood had solidified, and he was only one step away from condensing his blood.

    In such a situation, it is impossible to perform the method of blood transplantation and pulse change.

    The only remaining target is Ye Ling'er.

    In this way, Ye Chongtian has become a stumbling target - if something happens to Ye Ling'er, based on the relationship between their siblings, it is impossible for Ye Chongtian not to cause trouble, so Princess Anguo will do it from the beginning.  If he wants to completely cut off Ye Chongtian's path to martial arts, as long as he doesn't have the ability, what can he do even if his sister dies?

    Later, Ye Chongtian condensed his blood and embarked on the path of martial arts. Princess Anguo felt more and more threatened by him, and she became murderous.

    Who would have thought that Ye Chongtian would not only survive under such pressure, but also enter the imperial competition and win the title of leader? At this point, it is completely unstoppable!

    Princess Anguo no longer hoped to deal with Ye Ling'er after getting rid of Ye Chongtian, so she just put all her money into it and finished the matter first - no matter how powerful Ye Chongtian was, there was nothing he could do to save it, right?

    As for the consequences, she has completely ignored it!

    "Anyway, after today, we need to transplant blood and change veins.  Her son can embark on the path of martial arts!

    "Ye Ling'er, you already understand the cause and effect, right?"

    Princess An Guo sneered, her pale face looking particularly terrifying in the dark hall.

    "For the sake of my son, you can die in peace!"

    Her venomous voice floated in Ye Ling'er's ears!

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    "Huh¡ª¡ª"

    Ye Chongtian was currently recovering from his injuries at the bottom of Mosuang Cliff.

    The flowers of martial arts in the body withered once again. The injuries this time were of course much more serious than those during the duel with Feng Qinglan three days ago.

    "Youhow did you get hurt like this again?"

    Monk Bo Xun scratched his head and ears.  I remember that my head was covered with beads of sweat as big as soybeans.

    For him, since Ye Chongtian never explained it, he couldn't understand why Ye Chongtian was so injured.

    "Could it becould it be the backlash of these Eighteen Mandala Sutras?"

    "The Eighteen Mandala Sutras are weird and weird. He has spent decades trying to understand them. Is there some kind of curse or backlash in this magical technique? Ye Chongtian didn't know the mechanism and tried it easily, so why did it have such consequences?

    Monk Bo Xun was suspicious and made random guesses.  Ye Chongtian smiled bitterly and wanted to explain to Monk Bo Xun.  But I don¡¯t know where to start.

    Monk Bo Xun is different from Leng Wubing and others. They seem to be under the influence of Murong Yan and can easily accept Ye Chongtian's coming and going in the sword world without feeling any surprise at all.

    But if he was asked to explain to Monk Bo Xun out of thin air, Ye Chongtian didn't know what to say, so he could only say it vaguely and roughly.

    "SosoMaster Bo Xun, do you understand?"

    Ye Chongtian gestured with his hands and feet, trying to explain.  But I saw Monk Bo Xun frowning and thinking, seeming to understand but not understanding, so he had to sigh.

    "I understand! My Buddha said that one flower and one world, and one leaf and one bodhi. I am originally a person in the world within the sword, but you are a person in the world outside the sword. You travel between the two worlds. It's not surprising!"

    Suddenly, Monk Bo Xun clapped his hands together, as if he had understood something.

    "Probablythat's okay"

    Ye Chongtian smiled bitterly. Monk Bo Xun got involved in Buddhism, and that was probably how he understood it - for Ye Chongtian anyway.  I don't quite understand the principles of the world in the sword. I just don't understand it. It's impossible to explain it thoroughly, so I just understand it.

    "So you were injured in the world outside the sword, no wonder! No wonder!"

    Monk Bo Xun nodded repeatedly, as if suddenly enlightened, and then frowned again.

    "It's just your injury"

    I finally knew the cause of the injury, but it was still difficult to find a cure - Ye Chongtian just planted the Mandala Martial Arts Flower, which collapsed once, and then relied on the pure skills of Monk Bo Xun to nourish it.  Only then did the three martial arts flowers bloom again, saving his martial arts skills and his life, but the previous injuries were not completely healed.

      Now, three martial arts flowers were shattered in another fierce battle, and the injuries suffered were more than ten times as bad as before.

    Now, the movement circuits in Ye Chongtian's body are completely broken, and he is almost no better than a disabled person. It is not easy to cure the injury. Being able to keep his life intact is already considered good!

    Monk Bo Xun looked at Ye Chongtian¡¯s face and gritted his teeth!

    "As of now, this is the only way! Before, you took away my three successful powers and recovered my injuries. Now I will transfer all my skills to you. No matter how many martial arts flowers bloom again, I can always suppress them.  Take care of the injury, and it will be enough to take care of it slowly when the time comes"

    "no!"

    Ye Chongtian listened to what Monk Bo Xun said and quickly shook his head solemnly.

    The last time he was in a coma, he accepted the power of Monk Bo Xun's three successes. He had a guilty conscience. Now that he is conscious, how can he receive favors in vain?

    " How important is the skill of one's own cultivation to a warrior? He naturally understands that if he really allows Monk Bo Xun to pass on his whole body of skill to him, then even if he dies without losing his skill, he will be almost the same as a useless person.

    Although this monk is crazy, since he planned to accept Ye Chongtian as his successor, he has always been wholehearted and kind to himself. He has no thought of repaying, how can he ask for more?

    So Ye Chongtian flatly refused!

    "With my skill, you will not only be able to heal your injuries, but you will also be able to digest them slowly in the future, and your strength will be greatly increased, so you won't suffer such injuries"

    Monk Bo Xun still wanted to persuade, but Ye Chongtian just shook his head.

    Monk Bo Xun is also considered a master of the generation. Although I don¡¯t know how he compares with those strong men in the outside world, his strength has indeed amazed Ye Chongtian. If he absorbs all his skills, even if he cannot reach him in one leap,  Realm, but it is definitely a fact that one's own martial arts can be greatly improved.

    But Ye Chongtian was not willing to benefit himself at the expense of others. He was determined and refused again and again.

    "Master Bo Xun, don't worry. The Eighteen Mandala Sutra is profound and mysterious. I have already realized it when I used Mosha Fanghua. I will definitely be able to find a way to cure the injury. You should keep your skills to yourself first!  "

    Ye Chongtian sat cross-legged. Although his face was pale due to serious injuries, there was a kind of pride and confidence on his face that could not be concealed.

    In the battle of life and death, how could he not have extraordinary understanding?
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