"Groan!"
Suddenly, a soft cry came from the sky and the earth. The sound was not high, but it could be heard by everyone within a radius of 100 meters.
As this sound sounded, the world became solemn and the temperature suddenly dropped below zero.
I saw that the red sun was in the sky, and snowflakes were slowly falling here, covering a radius of dozens of meters.
The deacon in black stopped his hand in mid-air and almost screamed: "Snow is falling on the world, Grandmaster Qingyue!"
He recognized at a glance that this move was the unique swordsmanship of the world-famous great master!
Of course, Qing Yue's Wuliang Temple in Tiandu Mansion cannot appear here. The only explanation is that someone activated the forbidden weapon left by Qing Yue.
The Forbidden Weapon, the forbidden weapon, can only be refined by the Grand Master and above who have formed the Yuan Dan, and their full blow is sealed inside.
To be more precise, it seals part of their cultivation, so refining forbidden weapons will consume their cultivation, so they will not refine it for anyone else except their closest relatives.
The black-clothed deacon yelled: "Crazy woman! You crazy woman! You don't even hesitate to use your own essence and blood to activate the forbidden weapon and end your own martial arts path!"
That day, he and Xu Boyi's raid on Shenxing Escort ended up being nothing, just because they were afraid of the forbidden weapon in Xu Ya's hands, and they ended up running into him despite going around.
Is this life?
The black-clothed deacon turned around and ran away. He was just a beginner in martial arts, while Qingyue was already a master of martial arts. The gap between the two was too big. Ten of them were no match for him.
However, he found that he could not move at all. He was firmly locked by a qi machine.
I saw a three-foot sharp sword gradually taking shape in mid-air. It was completely transparent and made entirely of ice and snow. However, it was the most terrifying thing in the world, as if it could freeze everything.
"ah!"
The black-clothed deacon roared, his true energy surged all over his body, and heat rose, as if he was on fire.
There was a crackling sound, and he finally broke through the Qi blockade and flew away through the air.
"call out!"
The sharp sword of ice and snow disappeared together. Soon, a rain of blood fell in the air, and an arm fell to the ground.
Just as the black-clad deacon had just escaped, Wang Cheng rushed out of the cellar with Xu Ya in his arms.
He looked at Xu Ya who was dying and almost closing her eyes, and said anxiously: "Xu Ya! Hold on! You promised me, we must survive!"
A smile appeared on Xu Ya's pale-as-paper face, and she nodded: "Brother Cheng, Wan...tong...escort...bureau."
After saying this, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength, closed her eyes, and fell unconscious.
"Wantong Escort Agency?"
A place suddenly flashed in Wang Cheng's mind, which seemed to be near the east of the city.
"Xu Ya! You can't sleep! You must not sleep!"
He wished he had a pair of wings and could fly to Wantong Escort Agency now.
After running all the way, a few minutes later, Wang Cheng carried Xu Ya to a large courtyard. The plaque on the courtyard read "Wantong Escort Agency".
The door of the escort agency opened, and Wang Cheng rushed in, almost bumping into a middle-aged man who was running out to watch the excitement.
The commotion just now was really too big. In an era when peerless powerful men like King Wu were nowhere to be found, the Grand Master was the ultimate combat power, and he could make waves with every move.
When the middle-aged man saw the dying Xu Ya in Wang Cheng's arms, he couldn't help but watch the excitement and said anxiously: "Xiaoya!!! What's wrong with you?"
acquaintance!
Wang Cheng immediately concluded that this man was tall and brave, and his facial expression was 60-70% similar to that of Xu Guang. This man must be a close relative of Xu Ya.
Sure enough, the middle-aged man was heard next: "I am Xu Ming, Xiaoya's second uncle, what happened to Xiaoya?"
"No time to explain! Please ask my second uncle to immediately prepare astragalus, ginseng, licorice, Ophiopogon japonicus, and Platycodon grandiflorum. The older the ginseng is, the better!"
Wang Cheng then confessed: "Prepare a quiet room for me, boil two pots of boiling water, and a bathtub!"
Xu Ming was confused for a while. Is this my territory or yours? Too private, right?
He felt uncomfortable, but he still arranged for people to prepare.
This was his only niece, the old man's most cherished one, the apple of the entire Xu family's eye. If something were to happen, what kind of trouble would it cause?
Arriving at a room, Wang Cheng put Xu Ya on the bed and saw another woman hurried in.
She is in her early thirties, dressed in a white outfit, very tall, nearly 1.8 meters tall, with a strange and unfeminine appearance. She has a pair of slanting eyebrows, bright eyes and thin lips, and is very heroic.
When she saw Xu Ya who was unconscious on the bed, she appeared in front of her in three steps. She reached out and touched her face, her face full of distress: "Xiao Ya, why are you like this?"
The next moment, the true energy in her body was released, like an overwhelming force. Wang Cheng stood unsteadily on the side. She glared at Wang Cheng angrily and said, "Who? Who hurt my Xiaoya?"
"You are..." Wang Cheng was secretly vigilant.
She said: "Xu Luo! Xiaoya's aunt!"
Wang Cheng said: "It's from the building outside the building!" Then he briefly explained the situation again.
"I asked why there was a sudden Grandmaster-level attack nearby. It turned out that Xiaoya used the forbidden weapon left to her by Grandmaster Qingyue!"
The speaker was Xu Ming. He led a group of servants and walked in with medicinal materials and several buckets of boiling water.
"Xiaoya! Why are you so stupid? Do you know that activating the forbidden weapon will cut off your martial arts path! Your second uncle and I are both here, why don't you come to us?" Xu Luo cried with distress.
"Pour all the boiling water into the tub, and you guys can follow me outside to cook the medicine!"
Wang Cheng started to order his subordinates, then asked for paper and pen, wrote two secret recipes and handed them to Xu Ming, saying: "Second uncle, please send someone to prepare the above medicinal materials immediately, the sooner the better!"
Xu Ming took the secret recipe and looked at it. He was shocked by the words on the header: "Small Return Pill, Big Return Pill!"
It is estimated that every warrior in the world knows the names of these two elixirs. They are top healing elixirs, but most warriors have only heard of them and have rarely seen them.
Especially Da Huan Dan, which is a panacea for treating internal injuries. As long as the patient is still alive, except for those who are destined to die and are unable to save their lives, it can save people. It is said to be able to snatch people from the hands of the Lord of Hell.
He wondered: "I can still collect the medicinal materials for the small Huandan. I have many of them in the escort agency, but the two main ingredients needed for the big Huandan are probably not available in the entire Sanchuan County!"
Xu Luo came over to take a look at the secret recipe and said, "I know someone who has the Millennium Spiritual Ginseng and the Nine-death Resurrection Herb!"
"who?"
Wang Cheng and Xu Ming both looked at Xu Luo, and Xu Luo said solemnly: "The sub-rudder of the Cao Gang, Fourth Master Chen!"
When the two heard that it was him, their faces fell.
Xu Ming knew very well that Chen Si was an iron rooster who never plucked out anything. He loved collecting elixirs all his life. He regarded elixirs as his life and could not sell them to others.
Wang Cheng knew that Chen Si was dead, and all the treasures and elixirs in his hands had been taken away.
"I'm going to Caobang now. No matter what, I have to get those two pairs of elixirs!" Xu Luo gritted his teeth and said.
"etc!"
Wang Cheng stopped her and said: "The elixir is not in Chen Si's hands, it was swept away by his men's yellow dragon!" Then he roughly told the story about the yellow dragon.
The faces of the Xu family brothers and sisters suddenly became extremely ugly. The Huang Hua Jiao people had all fled. Where could they find the elixir?
"Prepare the medicinal materials for Xiao Huan Dan first!"
Wang Cheng had no choice but to retreat and do the next best thing. Xu Ming nodded and left the room with the prescription.
Soon, the qi-boosting soup was prepared, and Wang Cheng ordered people to pour it into a tub filled with mostly hot water. Then he asked Xu Luo to take off Xu Ya's clothes and put the person in the tub.
Wang Cheng looked at Xu Luo at this time and said: "The next step is to trouble my aunt. Please use your true energy to stir up the potion."
"So troublesome? Why don't you just let me give Xiaoyadu Qi?" Xu Luo wrinkled his nose.
"Absolutely not!" Wang Cheng denied directly.
Having read the medical books left behind by Zhang Jishi, a master of medical science, he knew very well that it would not work to use the Zhen Qi to transfer people on TV. It would only kill people!
Because each martial artist may practice different techniques, the attributes of his Qi may also be different. Some are gentle, some are violent, and some are domineering. Different attributes of Qi will conflict with each other, so even if the Qi can transfer people, it must be People who practice the same technique.
Of course, even for people who practice the same technique, if they are not familiar with medical science, they can kill people if they rush to use their true energy. Because the bodies of seriously injured people are extremely fragile, if the amount of Qi transferred is not controlled well, their meridians will be damaged.
Xu Luo was shocked after hearing this, because she had only heard about the true energy that could transfer people, but she didn't know how to implement it or the details inside.
Fortunately, I didn't act randomly just now and almost killed my niece!
She walked behind the tub, stood upright, and slowly pumped her Qi into the tub wall with her palms.
Inspired by the true energy, the potion in the bathtub kept boiling as if boiling.
Time passed by so unconsciously.
The red sun sinks from the horizon and the evening wind blows.
This is a ruined temple outside Gaomi County.
A black figure sat cross-legged, half of his face was covered in blood and flesh, and the entire arm on the left side of his shoulder was missing. It was cut off at the root. The wound was very flat and blood was constantly oozing out.
There is still a small section of upper arm on the right side of the shoulder. It is dark and bloody, but the wound is no longer bleeding.
This man is the deacon in black who escaped from death!
At this moment, he was running his skills to expel the ice attribute essence left in his body by the sword. This was the reason why the wound on the left side of his shoulder never healed.
If the ice attribute essence is not removed, it will continue to erode his body, and he will not be able to perform his energy normally. Every time he uses it, he will suffer.
"grown ups!"
Suddenly, he heard a voice in his ears and saw a man in black appearing at the door of the ruined temple.
"It's you!"
The black-clothed deacon was shocked and stared at Xu Boyi at the door. He was not killed by the explosion. He said solemnly: "How did you find this place?"
Xu Boyi pointed at the soul-eating beast that was constantly hovering in the air and said, "I followed it to find you, sir!"
He walked into the temple, with a rare expression of concern on Yingwu's face, and said, "Sir, are you okay?"
The black-clothed deacon said coldly: "He's not dead yet! You don't have to rush to collect my body!"
True energy surged around his body, and the half-retained arm on the right side of his shoulder miraculously grew back the broken part, reappearing as a complete arm.
Of course, this is not a normal body of flesh and blood, but a real arm condensed with real yuan. It is completely transparent, as if it was carved from ice crystals.
"Why did you say this, sir? I never had such thoughts! How could I have entered the building outside the building without your recommendation? How could I have become a traveler?"
Xu Boyi's words were sonorous. He took out a small white medicine bottle as long as his index finger from his arms and said: "Sir, by chance, I got a big return pill. I dedicated it to you. I also hope that you will support me in the organization in the future." !”
The deacon in black was dubious, took the small white medicine bottle, opened it and poured it into the palm of his hand. Sure enough, it was a pill the size of a longan, yellow and clear, exuding a faint fragrance.
"What a great repayment!"
He was extremely surprised. With his status, he was not qualified to use the Great Return Pill, but Xu Boyi, a mere martial artist, actually had such a magical pill.
But the next moment, he suddenly became unsteady on his feet, and the arms made of condensed true energy disappeared instantly. He screamed: "This is not the Great Return Pill! This is a drug!"
"brush!"
Xu Boyi swayed, appeared in front of him, and slapped his chest with a palm.
With a "bang", the black-clothed deacon flew upside down like a sandbag, hit the back wall a few meters away, then jumped back and fell face first into the mud.
He spurted out a mouthful of blood and struggled to stand up, but couldn't get up for a long time.
Xu Boyi walked towards him step by step and sneered: "Hmph! You really think I will save you? Louwailou Walker, what a big name! I am just a small role running errands! Who do you think I, Xu Boyi, am?" A beggar?"
He stepped on the back of the black-clothed deacon, crushing him again and again like an ant.
The black-clothed deacon couldn't move his cultivation, and groaned in pain: "Let... let me go! Whatever you want, I... can give it to you!"
"Can you give it all to me?"
Xu Boyi sneered, pinched the back of his neck with one hand, and lifted him up like a little chicken. Looking at the bloody face, he said: "I want your cultivation! You can give it to me. ?"
The black-clothed deacon panicked. Without his cultivation, wouldn't he be a useless person?
How could it be given to Xu Boyi?
Why did he say: "In exchange...for another condition, I will give it to you, and I will not be far from death!"
"So, you don't want to give it?" Xu Boyi's expression turned cold and his hands tightened.
The black-clothed deacon shouted in pain: "I can't give it to you! There are conditions for teaching skills! You and I practice different skills. Even if I teach you my skills, you won't be able to accept it!"
"Looks like I have to do it myself! It's really troublesome!"
Xu Boyi shook his head and grabbed the black-clothed deacon's Dantian Qihai with his free left hand.
The next moment, the black-clothed deacon felt a huge suction force coming from the opponent's palm, and his true energy was actually losing!
"Is this the soul-eating method?!"
The black-clothed deacon was extremely horrified and said: "How...how do you know this lost and vicious technique?"
No one in the world knows this technique. It is an evil technique that specializes in devouring people's cultivation and turning it into their own use. Every time its descendants appear in the world, they will be treated as street rats and everyone will beat them up.
The last time he appeared in this world was many years ago, his descendants were beaten into a pulp by disciples from several sects, and the soul-devouring magic has disappeared since then.
Now, after so many years, the Soul-Eating Technique has appeared again in the hands of Xu Boyi. How did he obtain it?
"Dead people don't need to know that much!"
Xu Boyi smiled ferociously, and the suction force on his palms increased. The sea of Qi in the black-clothed deacon's Dantian was like a bursting river, and his true energy poured out thousands of miles away.
"You are so ambitious! You must die a happy death! Ah..."
