Xiahou Ninghan tried to use his internal energy. Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved, he felt that the meridians in his body were shaking violently. A small mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, dyeing the clothes on his chest a bright red.
The world was spinning before his eyes, and Xiahou Ninghan almost fainted.
She knew in her heart that if she continued like this, her meridians would be completely invaded by toxins within a few moments, and there would be no way to save her.
However, at this moment, a man walked up the official road not far away. His long gray hair was spread around his shoulders. He was dressed in coarse linen clothes and wore high leather boots common among prairie people.
Judging by his appearance, the old man also had a Turkic appearance, with deep eye sockets, a hooked nose, a thick beard, and was tall and burly.
The Turkic old man got closer and closer, and was slightly startled when he saw Xiahou Ninghan sitting cross-legged and meditating on the roadside with blood stains on his body.
"Do you need help?"
The old man asked in jerky Shengtang dialect.
Although the Shengtang and the Turks were now sworn enemies, the other party was old after all. Since he was asking kindly, Xiahou Ninghan still nodded politely and said "No".
The old man saw that her complexion was extremely poor, and she had obviously suffered serious internal injuries, so he stopped talking nonsense, stepped forward, and reached out to hold Xiahou Ninghan's wrist.
When Xiahou Ninghan saw this, she subconsciously wanted to block. Unexpectedly, the opponent's movements seemed very slow and gentle, but she couldn't block or dodge.
The next moment, an extremely strong internal force suddenly poured into the meridians from the position of the wrist, making Xiahou Ninghan's body tremble.
Xiahou Ninghan secretly complained that the opponent was actually a master, and a top master far beyond himself!
The old man was also a little surprised. He let out a sigh and said, "You little kid has mastered Gang Qi? What? Poisoned?"
Xiahou Ninghan realized that the other party had no ill intentions and was just using his internal strength to explore his injuries and help relieve the pain, so he responded: "Yes, I accidentally got poisoned."
The old man seemed to be very interested, so he simply sat down cross-legged opposite Xiahou Ninghan, held her palms with both hands, and while channeling his internal energy, he smiled and said: "You are so lucky to have met me. Otherwise, it would have been a lot worse. After a while, it will be useless.”
Xiahou Ninghan saw that the other party really wanted to save him, so he quickly tried to use his internal energy again, preparing to cooperate with the poison exorcism.
Unexpectedly, the Turkic old man suddenly said: "Don't act recklessly! Vidasni specializes in invading the key points of internal energy. The more you circulate your energy, the faster you will die."
Xiahou Ninghan was suddenly startled: "How did you know that I won the prize from Vidasni?"
The old man smiled and did not answer her, but just said: "I have a rough understanding of the innate Qi, and I will try to follow your usual practice, and you only need to gather your mind, protect your heart and spiritual senses. "
Following his words, hot and powerful internal energy was continuously sent from his hands into Xiahou Ninghan's meridians. Xiahou Ninghan felt that the toxins in his body were being incinerated and dissolved by the old man's fire-like energy, and the pain all over his body gradually eased.
Seeing that the healing effect was pretty good, the old Turk breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "With a few more moments at most, the toxins will be almost completely eliminated. Little kid, your martial arts foundation is quite good. You can last so long because of your use of What can be done?"
Xiahou Ninghan did not hide anything and told the story of temporarily sealing the toxins in several acupuncture points. The old man nodded approvingly: "Clever! The acupuncture points are sealed with poison. Although the internal strength will be greatly restricted temporarily, it also avoids the risk of the poison being released. It seems that Brother Shuxuan has met his opponent this time."
"Do you know Brother Shu Xuan?" Xiahou Ninghan was a little wary.
"He is my apprentice," the old man smiled calmly: "I am Turk Biro."
Biro? Turkic Martial Saint? !
Xiahou Ninghan's eyes widened and she stared at the old man in front of her in disbelief: "Are you kidding me?"
At this time, Buluo had just finished clearing the toxins from Xiahou Ninghan's body. He released his hands and smiled casually: "Hahaha, tell me, how many people in the world have such internal strength as me?"
He straightened his sleeves and then asked: "Little baby, who is your master? Is he still alive now?"
Xiahou Ninghan gathered his energy and looked inside, and was sure that the poison had been completely detoxified. He raised his hands and saluted, "Thank you, senior, for saving me."
"No need to thank you, you haven't answered my question yet."
Xiahou Ninghan hesitated for a moment. She originally didn't want to tell the truth, but someone had just saved her, and it seemed too rude to refuse directly, so she responded: "My martial arts was passed down by my father, who is still alive."
Biro suddenly became interested: "Oh? May I ask who your father is?"
Xiahou Ninghan knew that nothing good was going to happen next, so she couldn't help but sigh to herself: "My father's name is Xiahou Mei."
Bi Luo was slightly startled when he heard this, and then his eyes lit up: "Are they the famous Three Friends of Suihan from Shengtang?"
Thinking that his father's reputation was so far-reaching that even the Turkic Martial Saints in the Western Continent had heard about it, Xiahou Ninghan couldn't help but feel proud as well. He nodded slightly and said, "Yes, my father is Hanmei."
"Haha, wonderful!" Biro stood up and laughed loudly: "I can finally meet a real master. It's a worthwhile trip."
He turned around and said to the surprised Xiahou Ninghan: "Six years ago, I came to the Eastern Continent to travel and practice. I wanted to compete with He Jingming to see if I had a chance to get a glimpse of the pinnacle of martial arts. Who? Unexpectedly, he unexpectedly died in the hands of a traitor and missed me. After that, whether it was the Ghost Desert of Western Xinjiang or the Central Plains of the Holy Tang Dynasty, I had never encountered a decent opponent. I finally felt bored and decided to leave for my hometown. But I didn’t expect that on the way back, I would meet a little baby like you.”
Xiahou Ninghan looked at Biro: "Senior, do you want to compete with my father?"
"Of course." Biro nodded: "Your martial arts are better than Ge Shuxuan, otherwise I wouldn't have used Vidasni to deal with you. The so-called famous teacher and disciple, I think my father is not in vain. Little baby, Where is he now?"
Xiahou Ninghan didn't answer and asked instead: "Aren't you curious at all about why I started fighting with my brother Shu Xuan?"
Bi Luo smiled casually: "A war breaks out between the Turks and the Shengtang. The masters on both sides are their own masters and are involved in national disputes. Isn't that normal? What is there to be curious about?"
Xiahou Ninghan thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case, and asked: "Since the two sides are enemies and not friends, then why did senior want to save me? Aren't you worried that I will cause harm to the Turks?"
Biro shook his head: "I always only act with my heart in mind. I just do what I feel I should do, without much other considerations."
Xiahou Ninghan was smart and understood immediately what kind of person Buluo was, so he pointed to the northwest and said: "Two hundred miles over there, you will reach Zhongnan Mountain. My father should be at Taiyi Palace in the mountain at this time, with him My friends, Taoist Master Qingzhu, are together."
Biro seemed very happy: "Is it the green bamboo from the three friends of Suihan? That would be even better!"
After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave. Seeing this, Xiahou Ninghan quickly shouted: "Senior, please wait a moment."
"Is there anything else?" Biro was a little curious.
Xiahou Ninghan quickly stood up and asked: "Senior, do you know about poison soldiers?"
When Bi Luo heard this, he was slightly startled at first, and then he understood: "Are you talking about the poisonous person refined by Ge Shuxuan?"
Xiahou Ninghan nodded slightly: "Yes, they are the monsters created by Brother Shuxuan. Senior Buluo, your disciples use vicious and evil methods to kill innocent people and try to win with monsters that are neither human nor ghosts. Isn't this true? Does it go against heaven's morality and tarnish martial arts?"
Buluo obviously did not expect Xiahou Ninghan to say this. After a moment of pondering, he calmly said: "The Gui Dou tribe, one of the eight pillars of the Turks, lives in a barren and harsh environment. For thousands of years, the Gui Dou tribe has been isolated and alone. The children of the tribe can only rely on poison as weapons to resist the invasion of foreign enemies and protect the peace of the tribe. This is their tradition and their way of survival. Although I am Ge Shuxuan’s master, I am not qualified to deny ghosts. The Dou Clan’s way of doing things. If I say this, can you understand it?”
When the words came to this point, Xiahou Ninghan was speechless. It seemed that to defeat that terrible demon, it was ultimately up to Shengtang himself.
She was silent and bowed to Biro who continued to turn around and leave.
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In the early morning, a fast horse broke through the city gate and ran straight to the Zhongmu County Government Office.
This small county town located in the southeast of Luoyi was still under the jurisdiction of the Shengtang Dynasty.
At least, that's what the county magistrate Zhao Yulong thinks.
Since the Xuanjia Legion suddenly withdrew, County Magistrate Zhao, who originally belonged to Xie Guang's line, was keenly aware of the approaching crisis. Compared with the Turks, he was of course more willing to seek refuge with Shengtang, so he sent people to Xiangzhou overnight to express his and Zhongmu County's firm loyalty to His Highness the Crown Prince.
In this way, Zhao Yulong soon got a new position: magistrate of Zhongmu County and captain of Yunqi School of the Liaodong Protectorate.
He is said to be a school captain, but in fact he still only oversees forty-two government officials in Zhongmou, not even a single official soldier.
At this time, Zhao Yulong had just gotten up and was taking the handkerchief from the servant and preparing to wash up when he heard someone outside the door calling: There is an urgent military situation in the Protectorate!
Magistrate Zhao was a little confused.
Although he is also the captain of Yunqi, everyone knows that it is just a recognition and reward from the prince. The Liaodong Protectorate was ordered to go south to fight against the Turks. The combat area was in the Luoyi area of the eastern capital. Zhongmu County would inevitably become one of the battlefields. Therefore, letting local officials serve as part of an army was also to facilitate the cooperation with the Protectorate in the future. action.
But when it comes to serious fighting, Zhao Yulong is absolutely useless.
In this case, what is the purpose of sending urgent military information?
Magistrate Zhao did not dare to neglect, and quickly ordered someone to fetch his official uniform, quickly changed into it and ran to the main hall. An orderly soldier from the Liaodong Protectorate was waiting here. When he saw him coming out, the orderly soldier quickly took out the military order and presented it with both hands.
When Zhao Yulong opened the military order and took a look, he was stunned on the spot:
Evacuate the people in the city immediately and beware of monster attacks!
