The light of the red moon falls like water, and the night wind whistles.
In the room, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes, but his breathing maintained its original frequency.
A short period of deep sleep was not enough to make any big changes, but it allowed him to deepen his control over this body, making it almost indistinguishable from his own body.
Although he was still weak, his senses were much sharper.
Although this body has some presbyopia, there is no problem with hearing.
Although the visitor moves slowly, the sound produced by the wind blowing on the leaves is still different from that of the human body.
He noticed it.
"Who could it be? Kong San? No, it is said that Kong San just passed by by chance while fleeing..."
Thoughts flashed through An Qisheng's mind.
He was almost half disabled at this time. Judging from the silent movements of people who had fallen to the ground, it would be difficult to resist if he wanted to kill him.
Phew~
There seemed to be wind blowing into the house.
Then I smelled a strange odor between my mouth and nose, which was sweet and slightly fishy.
"Poison smoke? So cautious?"
An Qisheng held his breath.
If it hadn't been for his arrival, this old man would have been so careful even though his body would have been hardened.
Either the person who came here was not naturally cautious, or he didn't know the news that the veteran was dying.
Which one will it be?
An Qisheng's thoughts changed in his mind, and he was surprisingly not afraid.
Although his senses, feelings, everything told him that this was a real world.
But he still knew clearly that he was dreaming.
It’s just a dream, who should I be afraid of?
Unknowingly, An Qisheng's own mentality changed slightly.
"Is this old bastard dead?"
Across the door, the visitor was muttering to himself.
This old Taoist priest is not very skilled, but if he has seventy years of boy skills and internal strength, he is no match for him.
Although the big leader said that this old bastard was almost dead.
But what if?
Your life is your own.
After thinking about it, the visitor took out another bamboo pipe, pierced the window paper, and sprayed smoke into it.
So, after listening to it, there is no sound.
With a slight shake of his arm, he pushed open the wooden door.
There was nothing else in the dark room, and the old man on the bed made no movement, as if he had died in sleep.
"Is it so easy to succeed?"
The visitor murmured in his mind that it was going too smoothly.
But the old Taoist priest didn't move. He was obviously sleeping soundly and breathing smoothly...
"Huh?! No! Where's your breathing?"
The visitor paused and felt a thump in his heart. He didn't even hear the old man's breathing.
Unless he is dead, he should still be breathing even if he is unconscious, right?
Tsk~
He took out the dagger from his waist, stared at the bed closely, and tensed his body, ready to take action at any time.
Phew~
An Qi took a deep breath, turned over and sat up, as if he was completely unaware of the presence of outsiders in the room, and sighed to himself:
"I still can't gather my energy..."
His voice was soft, with a touch of sadness.
"Qi pulse?"
At the same time that An Qisheng spoke, the visitor's feet tightened and he subconsciously wanted to exert force.
After hearing this, I suddenly broke out in cold sweat.
Only by refining the third layer of external energy and the three yuan of internal energy, the internal energy reaches its peak, and then inducing the ubiquitous spiritual energy in the world to unite with one's own internal energy to form a true energy seed, can the energy channels be condensed.
Has this old bastard reached the stage where he can gather the seeds of true energy? !
Considering his seventy years of pure inner strength, it seems possible!
"well!"
An Qisheng sighed softly, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the person who came:
"I'm here late at night, what's the point of your visit?"
boom!
As soon as An Qisheng's eyes turned, the person who came was completely frightened. He exerted force on his feet and backed up, smashing through the wooden door!
Just run away!
"So easy to deceive?"
An Qisheng was also stunned.
It was naturally his purpose to scare the intruder away, but if he was allowed to escape so easily, even if he was frightened for a moment, he would definitely react later.
Therefore, with his mind racing, An Qisheng used the eight-pole blowing technique to let out a low cry:
"stop!"
Baji Essence was only stamping its feet and blowing its breath. Although this body was weak, the sudden sound it made made the visitors tremble.
"No, this old bastard wants to kill someone!"
The visitor's heart was beating wildly, but there were roots under his feet, nailing him to the door. Although he could escape with one more step, he still dared not take that step.
When the visitor was trembling, An Qisheng said lightly:
"If you break something, you still have to pay for it."
ah?
The visitor was ready to fight to the death, and he was relieved when he heard the sound.
Turning around, he took out a piece of silver and placed it respectfully on the threshold:
"You are right. If you break something, you do have to pay for it..."
"not enough."
An Qisheng narrowed his eyes slightly, taking advantage of the situation.
The visitor gritted his teeth and took out another ingot of silver from his arms, trembling with heartache. These two ingots of silver were enough to buy a hundred doors.
But unexpectedly, the old bastard said lightly again:
"It's still not enough!"
The visitor was extremely angry, but when he met those eyes that seemed to be turbid but were actually unfathomable, his anger suddenly disappeared. He gritted his teeth and took out a green jade pendant from his arms:
"This jade pendant is worth thirty taels of silver, it should be enough!"
"about there."
An Qisheng nodded slightly, and when the visitor wanted to retreat, he spoke again:
"Wait a minute."
"you!"
The person's hands were shaking.
"Go back and tell Shen Ziping that you want to kill the old Taoist and let him do it himself!"
An Qisheng said lightly and lowered his eyes.
From his perspective, there were words beating:
[Su Er, a bandit from Snake King Mountain, came under the order of the leader Shen Ziping...]
When he sensed the danger, he had already communicated with him and found out the information about the person coming.
Not only did he know the purpose of the person coming, but he also knew his character and conduct.
"You, you actually know?"
Su Er's expression changed drastically and he couldn't help blurting out.
"Go away, don't wait for the old man to change his mind..."
After An Qisheng finished speaking, he ignored the visitor and lay down on his own, with his back to him.
But at this time, Su Er had no idea of taking action, and his expression was extremely ugly under the mask:
"Senior, I will tell the truth to the big boss."
Without saying a word, he had already fled, without even the courage to look back.
"call!"
An Qisheng breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he was fearless, this was a journey of six thousand Daoli tickets, and he didn't want it to end prematurely.
If he missed this time, he wouldn't know when he would get six thousand Dao Power next time.
"Master is mighty!"
At this time, two little heads poked out of the door.
The two little ones looked in awe and exclaimed:
"Master is mighty!"
Zhang Haohao picked up the silver and jade pendant on the ground, his face full of admiration, he felt that his master was much more powerful than before.
In just a few words, the man in black who crashed their door was so scared that he gave him so much money.
"Master is the most powerful!"
Jiang Tingting followed suit.
An Qisheng couldn't laugh or cry in his heart and sighed:
"You guys come in."
"oh."
The two little guys slipped into the house, and Jiang Tingting came over at a trot.
"Hel me up."
An Qisheng coughed lightly.
"ah?"
Zhang Haohao and Jiang Tingting looked at each other.
An Qisheng's face darkened:
"Help my teacher up!"
"oh oh."
The two little ones were startled and hurriedly grabbed An Qisheng's arm.
An Qisheng gently used his strength to sit up from the bed, let the two children put on their shoes and clothes, and then slowly stood up.
Not to mention that this body is extremely weak, even a normal person may not be able to get out of bed after lying in bed for several days.
An Qisheng swayed twice, found his center of gravity under his feet, and then let out a sigh of relief:
"Let's go."
"Master, where are we going in the middle of the night?"
Zhang Haohao frowned.
He and Jiang Tingting went down the mountain to beg during the day, and rushed back in the evening. They came back at midnight, and before they fell asleep, they heard the noise here and ran over.
As soon as the excitement wore off, I immediately felt sleepy and just wanted to fall asleep.
An Qisheng didn't explain much, grabbed the silver jade pendant from Zhang Haohao and put it into his arms:
"Go down the mountain."
An Qisheng didn't expect that his previous words could deceive the gang of thieves.
The martial arts in this world are mainly based on internal energy. The process of one breath of internal energy reaching the meridians of the whole body is also called the third level of external refining and the third level of internal refining.
They are to train the muscles, bones and skin externally, and to train the internal organs, marrow and blood internally.
It takes a hundred days to exchange blood, so it is called a hundred days to build the foundation.
After the blood transfusion is successful, you are qualified to activate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and combine it with your own internal power to turn into true energy seeds.
At this point, you are qualified to condense your Qi meridians.
Not to mention refining the true energy seeds, any master who successfully exchanges blood can become a guest in Ronghua Mansion, or even any family in the entire Dafeng Dynasty.
How could he stay in a mere Nanliang County?
Su Er has not yet completed the external refining. Although he knows the internal refining and Qi channels, he does not know the secrets. However, once he returns to Snake King Mountain, Shen Ziping has already advanced to the inner three yuan and has fought against Wang Quan Lao Taoist.
Naturally, I knew this was a lie.
If you don’t run now, it will be too late later.
Of course, there is no need to say these words to these two little guys.
"oh."
Jiang Tingting responded obediently, and then she made a sound of "ah" as if she remembered something, and ran back to the room.
Then he trotted over and handed the dark steamed bun to An Qisheng.
"This is......"
An Qisheng was startled, then took the steamed bun, his eyes softened.
Of course he doesn't care about a wowotou, but he can't live up to this feeling.
He reached out and touched the little guy's messy hair and smiled:
"Eat on the way."
When I walked out of the door, the ruddy moonlight was already flowing down and shining on my body.
An Qisheng looked up and saw seven red moons in the sky.
"This is really another world..."
An Qisheng sighed in his heart.
Although he had known for a long time that there might be another world, he was still deeply touched by this arrival.
This is another world...
After watching the red moon stand still for a long time, An Qisheng slowly raised his feet and walked outside the Taoist temple.
The two little guys saw him staggering and hurriedly stepped forward to support him one after the other.
Just like this, under the red moonlight, the three figures, one old and two young, gradually moved away along the mountain road.
