How terrifying and strange.
There is a grotesque and exotic bird pattern embroidered on the back, which is lifelike, extremely realistic and detailed, and can be called the pinnacle work in the tattoo world.
And above the head of the big bird with wings spread, at the intersection of Qiu Jin's spine and neck bones, there was an incredible bright green blade.
The sword tip has no sheath.
It just penetrates straight through the skin and flesh, and the entire length penetrates deep into the bone marrow, which looks very scary!
After learning that the green sword belonged to the former demon Zai Yang, Ling Zhen had no feelings at all.
But the old Taoist named Weng's eyes suddenly widened, he screamed, and couldn't help but say "ah".
The old man's eyes were already full of horror.
The scene ten years ago seemed to appear before his eyes again.
On that day, Weng Zhongwen rushed to Kaiyang City, the master's dojo that had been taken away by the devil, to avenge the previous master of Jingtun Temple, Lingpu Zhenren, who was his mentor.
Together with his two junior brothers Du Juanshan and Zhou Qianjian, who are also the "Three Sons of Kaiyang", and the young swordsman Ranger Qiujin who is very fond of them, they unite to share the same hatred.
The four monks worked together, spending thousands of Taoist talismans, and countless opportunities for true energy, fully converging on the right time, place, and people.
At the top of Wanshou Mountain to the west of Kaiyang City, a large sword array called "Four Stars and Four Armors Gangsha Subduing Demons" was carefully arranged.
Together, they encircled and suppressed the old demon Zai Yang who went up the mountain to practice alone.
It was a shocking battle.
Although the formation was extremely powerful, it could not withstand Zaiyang's sharp blade and completely shattered into pieces.
Du Juanshan and Zhou Qianshan were unfortunately killed, and were turned into flesh by the sword energy. The top of Wanshou Mountain was almost flattened, with no vegetation growing, and all the rocks turned into powder.
If it weren't for Qiu Jin, who was the keeper of the formation, he would have developed an astonishing swordsmanship in a desperate situation. In the critical moment, he would have realized the sword "Reverse Heroic Bones" and formed a set of "Reverse Heroic Bones Sword Techniques" with the "Reverse Heroic Bones" move that he already knew. .
The yin and yang combined with creation, and the chivalrous spirit instantly intimidated the world. A sword was handed out, turning the world upside down, and successfully pierced the chest of the Zai Lao Demon.
Then Weng Zhongwen knew very well that as long as Zaiyang was not defeated, he would not survive today.
He must have been killed by that thief's sword a long time ago. It is extremely difficult to survive in this world. The outcome will not be half better than that of the two deceased junior brothers. There is no doubt about it!
Qiu Jin, a talented young monk, is not only an old friend with whom he has been acquainted for many years, but also a savior whose affection is as heavy as a mountain to the old Taoist Jian Qiu of Jingtun Temple.
The weight is huge and heavy!
Ling Zhen didn't know about this past incident, and the old Taoist priest didn't go back to the past for much, so it was natural that Ling Zhen didn't know who the guy named Zai Yang was.
At this time, Qingpao Ke was a little confused, but he just stared at the tattoo on Qiu Jin's back and the small and sinister sharp blade.
Ling Zhen asked himself.
It would be unbearable to have this sharp sword pierce through my spine and endure the pain for ten consecutive years.
If you can't do it, you will be ashamed!
Therefore, Ling Zhen also admired and admired Brother Qiu more and more, feeling that this man really had a magical power that impressed people.
That's what one person is.
What if it were replaced by an entire arena?
Qiu Jin, who was famous all over the world in the past, did not pay attention to Ling Zhen's gaze. Instead, he turned his back to his old friend Weng Zhongwen and urged impatiently: "Why are you still standing there? Old man, hurry up! "
Weng Zhongwen came back to his senses, brought his thoughts back to the present from ten years ago, and frowned, "When was this sword inserted? Why is Zaiyang's sword in your body?"
Ling Zhen looked into Brother Qiu's eyes and eagerly wanted to know the answer to this question.
Qiu Jin did not turn around, let out a long sigh, and explained helplessly: "It was when Kunlun opened the sky ten years ago, I was attacked from behind, and this sword was pierced into my bones on the spot. ...If the object had not damaged the body, Kaitian would not necessarily have failed, and most of the three thousand monks would not have died with all their meridians broken."
Weng Zhongwen's face was as dark as water and he whispered: "There is such a thing..."
Ling Zhen also sighed: "What a shame! It's so hateful!"
The old Taoist priest surnamed Weng was in a very complicated mood at the moment. He was similar to Wang Nian Jiao Qiu Jin, and he was also a very good empathic person.
Right now, I am undoubtedly very touched by this.
But then I thought about it, and I realized that this brother Qiu of mine had been wandering around the world in the past years, doing everything without restraint, and his willfulness had reached a certain extreme, and he had made countless enemies.
Therefore, being "stabbed" behind your back at a critical moment is a reasonable situation and can be understood and accepted.
Ling Zhen and Qiu Jin have only known each other for a short time, but they have almost the same views.
Qiu Jin pleaded: "This blade is closely connected to my root bones, blocking the flow of breath in some important acupoints. It not only affects my practice, but also greatly hinders my ability to kill people with my sword. In the past ten years, I have spent a lot of time All methods are in vain, we can’t pull it out even if we live or die, old man, old brother Weng, you have to think of a way to help my brother take it out!”
Weng Zhongwen, who has resigned as the master of Jingtun Temple for many years, once had the nickname "Medical Expert", one of the three unique skills in Jiangnan. His superb medical skills are comparable to those of wine making and sword training. He is of an extremely high level and surpasses ordinary famous doctors. Too much.
He has rescued seriously ill and dying patients, and martial arts monks whose vitality has been greatly damaged and even on the verge of death, no less than a hundred of them.
The true merits are extremely abundant and the grace is extensive!
So, there is always a way.
Ling Zhen was really concerned about whether Brother Qiu could be freed, and also hoped that the old Taoist priest could find a way to save people.
The old Taoist surnamed Weng, who was nicknamed the "Medical Master", lowered his head and thought for a long time, then slowly raised his head and said solemnly: "It is possible to take it. However, this sword is attached with a very strong alien energy, which is as rich as The water is inserted through the veins of your root bones. Over the years, it has been completely sealed. It will definitely not be pulled out by force. It may also lead to the collapse of the Qi palace and the disorder of the veins, leading to obsession. Endangering life and moral integrity... So, the only way is to 'cut open the bones and take out the sword', is this acceptable?"
Ling Zhen, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but trembled when he heard this. He was shocked and said, "Can you still do this?!"
In all his life, Ling Zhen had never heard of such a surgical method.
Can a broken bone be mended again?
"Okay, as long as you can get it, why don't you just split the bones and take out the sword? Why can't you accept it?"
Qiu Jin said calmly, "I have been tortured by this broken sword for ten years. As long as there is a way to get rid of it, I am willing to give it a try. No matter how painful it is, it will not matter at all."
Weng Zhongwen's face was solemn, and he made thoughtful considerations for his old friend. In a low voice, he solemnly said to Qiu Jin: "Please wait for a moment, and I will get you a copy of 'Zhenyuan Powder'. Let's start later." It won’t hurt when the bone is broken.”
After saying that, the old man turned around and went to the back room to get medicine from the cabinet.
"Come back, old man!"
Qiu Jin hurriedly turned around and shouted loudly, "Don't bother, it hurts. Just do it. You are not a weak little girl. As for being so pretentious? Why use powder? No need, it's completely No need!"
Ling Zhen sighed in his heart, "What a good man. Brother Qiu is such a good man with strong bones."
