Five days later, on the top floor of Quanfu Inn.
Zhao Qing closed his eyes tightly, his face suddenly turned from rosy to pale, and he vomited several mouthfuls of purple-red blood.
"Is it true that the 'corpse worms' in the human body are not purely physiological tissues and cannot be eliminated by crushing them?" She casually took a large bowl of ginseng soup next to her, drank it all in one gulp, and whispered to herself .
After accidentally discovering that there were a large number of black spots "corpse worms" in her body, she immediately realized that these things were probably obstacles to her current improvement in life, and she often thought about how to remove them when she had free time.
Just now, Zhao Qing used his mind to confirm the location of the 84,000 "corpse worm" black spots on his body, and used extremely fine and mysterious power to shake the billions of cells where they were located into pieces in one fell swoop. .
Under the new round of improvement brought about by practicing yoga and opening the seventh consciousness, her self-healing ability has been greatly improved, and the precision of the operation of strength in the body has reached the micron level.
More than 80,000 holes of tens of microns appeared in the body instantly. In fact, the impact was not that big. It only affected about ten grams of cell material. It only took a few breaths to restore it to the original state.
But in fact, Zhao Qing did recover from these injuries immediately, but mentally, he also felt waves of tiny stings.
It was as if, after the cell tissue that made up the "corpse worm" was destroyed, the same number of tiny holes appeared in his mind.
There is no mental injury per se, it can only be said to be a loss that requires some time to recover. But it’s really not a big price to pay for really solving the problem of “corpse worms”.
Theoretically, if "corpse worms" were a special kind of impurity and dirt in the human body, it would be impossible for them to continue to exist after the cell clusters that formed them were shattered.
However, when she later confirmed it with her seventh sense, she discovered that the black spots representing the "corpse bugs" still existed, but were slightly smaller in size, and were even slowly recovering. The progress was basically the same as her mental recovery.
After repeating it many times, she came to the conclusion: the "corpse worms" in the body are not just impurities in the body, but common impurities after the combination of essence, energy and spirit, which are mixed into one and difficult to separate.
It seems that completely getting rid of the "corpse bugs" is much more difficult than imagined.
However, to think about these things, you don’t actually need to be in such a hurry. There is still a lot of time after the matters involving Jade Rakshasa and Wu Ming are resolved.
After absorbing the ginseng soup, Zhao Qing's expression returned to normal, and he was thinking endlessly.
Five days ago, Suihan's three friends had to agree to her threatening request.
They did not dare to escape, not only because of Zhao Qing's intimidation, but also because they were afraid that if they escaped without a fight, they might be implicated in the Western Demon Cult and be dealt with by the Jade Rakshasa.
The three opponents Zhao Qing selected for them were Sima Ziyi, Shaman, and the West City King who was eager to try. The three of them all obtained the detailed method of cracking the martial arts of Sui Han and his three friends. They practiced hard for five days and had a high winning rate.
And now, at Tiancantan, the three-on-three battle is about to begin.
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The altar of silkworms is outside Andingmen. The emperor attaches great importance to all the people, and all the people are based on farming and mulberry farming. Therefore, the emperor offers sacrifices to the ancestors of farmers in the southern suburbs, and the queen offers sacrifices to the ancestors of silkworms in the northern suburbs.
However, the Heavenly Silkworm Altar outside Andingmen has been abandoned for many years, and has even become a place for cremation for some people who hold the dream of being like a silkworm in the next life, turning from a cocoon into a butterfly.
After becoming a cremation place, the former solemn and sacred hall of Tiancantan was filled with boxes and bags. The boxes contained dead people and the pockets contained ashes.
There was blood on some boxes, and dark red blood was slowly flowing out from the cracks in the wooden boards.
After nightfall, the lights here are dim, like a tomb.
The three figures of a lonely pine, a dead bamboo, and a cold plum slowly floated into the main hall. Together with the human-headed snake-body, bird-clawed, and bat-winged monsters embroidered on their clothes, they seemed to have turned into terrifying creatures emerging from the tomb. Ghosts, monsters.
Most people who see them will feel an indescribable chill rising in their hearts.
But at this moment, it was Suihan and his three friends who felt the unbearable chill and agony in their hearts.
Shaman in fur clothes, Sima Ziyi in purple clothes and jade belt, and King Xicheng in new clothes, old trousers and old boots, were opposite them, holding long swords.
Although he was in a tomb-like environment, his expression was still calm and indifferent.
The reason why Zhao Qing chose this place full of dead bodies as the location for the competition was that he wanted to use the eerie and silent environment here to hone the courage and adaptability of the three of them against the enemy.
Now it seems that their performance is pretty good.
The witness of this competition is Master Tiejian, one of the four great monks in the world and the supervisor of the Shaolin sect. After the honest monk was found dead near the brothel, Shaolin Iron Shoulder has become recognized as the most reputable martial arts star in the world.
After discovering the bad things his apprentice Ye Xingshi had done secretly, Tiejian not only did not blame Zhao Qing for killing his only descendant, but in order to repay her favor, he volunteered to be a referee.
Suddenly, a "clang" sound sounded, and the six men's swords were unsheathed.
The blades of the swords shone in the darkness, colliding with each other from time to time, sparks surging, and sounds echoing in the hall.
Zhao Qing did not pay attention to the battle situation in the palace. With her eyesight, she was able to imitate the moves of Suihan's three friends and the other three without distinction.
Therefore, the outcome of the battle has already been decided in Zhao Qing's mind.
She stood on the top of the hall, which was more than ten feet high, looking at the dark night sky from a distance. Her eyes slowly turned down and looked at the somewhat dilapidated bluestone ground on the road in the distance.
At some point, a group of gray-white mist appeared on the ground, reflecting a dull shadow under the moonlight.
The misty, vague mist seemed to have caught a gust of breeze and was slowly drifting towards the main hall.
Zhao Qing's eyes flashed. By observing the glow in the environment, she could confirm that although it was more than twenty feet away, the mist was actually a top master who was not inferior to Mu Taoist.
The mist seemed to notice her gaze, stopped, and then floated up the hall, and soon came a few feet in front of Zhao Qing.
This person who looks like a human but not a human, a ghost but not a ghost, is undoubtedly the leader of the Western Demonic Cult, the Jade Rakshasa.
"I heard that the girl went to great lengths to meet with me?" Yu Luosha said calmly.
His eyes, which seemed to be integrated with the fog, suddenly emitted a gloomy light.
"Not bad." Zhao Qingdan replied: "It seems that you have arrived in the capital a long time ago."
The distance between Kunlun Mountain and the capital can be said to be thousands of miles, and even the most powerful expert cannot complete the round trip within five days.
Apparently, for some unknown reason, Jade Rakshasa followed Suihan's three friends to the capital area.
The mist around Jade Rakshasa shook slightly, which seemed to mean a nod.
He asked in an emotionless voice: "Why are you looking for me specifically?"
Zhao Qingtan said: "Let's make a reciprocal transaction with you. Use your foundation of the Western Demon Sect in exchange for the martial arts secrets you practice, and capture the Flying Jade Tiger Fang Yufei alive, and leave it to me."
Of course, this cannot be called a reciprocal transaction, but an obvious forced "buy and sell", relying on the threat of martial arts to the demon sect's foundation to force the other party to submit.
Although it was somewhat inconsistent with decent morals, Zhao Qing felt that he had given face by not taking direct action against evil forces such as the Demon Cult.
Regardless of whether the Jade Rakshasa knows the Jade Kung Fu or not, if he can practice to this level, the martial arts he has learned must be quite advanced; and the request to capture Fang Yufei alive is to avenge Shaman by the way.
Of course, having served as the leader of the demon sect that controls hundreds of thousands of followers for many years, Zhao Qing believes that the other party will never directly choose to surrender just because of his words, and there is a high probability that they will have a fight with each other.
Sure enough, after hearing her words, Jade Rakshasa couldn't help but snorted coldly, and the mist around him exuded a bit of gloomy chill.
