The spiritual power is gradually filling up, and he is ready to continue practicing the sword to find a way to keep the spiritual blood together.
The spiritual power in front suddenly shrank, and Cheng Yun immediately jumped off the back of the cow, waving his palm to blow away a patch of grass. The four of them saw a girl covered in blood and with distracted eyes curled up on the ground.
Fang Xunhua nodded when he saw Fang Xunshi, and hurriedly went up to check the girl's injury. He sprinkled some powder to stop the bleeding. He remembered that Cheng Yun had studied medicine and called over to help.
Cheng Yun holds a knife in his right hand and stares at the girl closely. Even though the girl's aura is unstable and even weak and close to death, in Cheng Yun's eyes, except for a few serious injuries to her meridians, her spiritual power surge is stronger than that of Fang Xunshi, who is also a monk. More than several times.
Checking the pulse with his left hand, there are still signs of poisoning, and the flow of spiritual power is obscure. The previous abnormal fluctuations in spiritual power should be the person's attempt to detoxify.
Fang Xunhua focused all his attention on the girl and didn't notice Cheng Yun's abnormality. Qian Jin saw Cheng Yun tense up and held the knife handle in his right hand tightly. He pulled Fang Xunshi back to look at him and said to Fang Xunhua. : "Get out of the way first, don't block your luck."
Fang Xunhua hurriedly stepped aside and stood next to Qian Jin. He felt that Qian Jin's energy and blood were ready to burst out at any time. Then he saw Cheng Yun holding the handle of the knife and immediately blocked Fang Xunshi's face with the knife.
Cheng Yun was sure that the girl was no longer conscious, so he turned sideways and took out a few pills from the aromatherapy burner and fed them one by one.
Doctors are benevolent, but even after the doctor dies, he still has a far less benevolent heart.
When Cheng Yun asked Mr. Lin before why he was called Lao Mo, Mr. Lin said this in response to the question.
Later, Butcher Zhang said that Mr. Lin did not envy any medical sages or medicine sages. What he envied most was the doctors in the Medical Department under the Zisu Criminal Department. Take your own life.
Mr. Lin had no choice. There was no one or rules to protect his benevolence as a doctor. How could a doctor kill someone?
The only option is to use poison, and Mr. Lin happens to be very good at this since he was a child.
It just so happened that people all over the world were better at criticizing Mr. Lin, a former doctor, for using poison to kill people.
Therefore, in the previous Ascension and Chaolu Land, the battlefield now lacked the kind-hearted doctor Lin Langzhong, and the world now had the erratic old demon Lin.
Cheng Yun, who considered himself a disciple of Mr. Lin, naturally followed this path, so some of the pills fed to the girl were detoxifying and poisoning.
Detoxify the current poison and release the slow poison.
Cheng Yun didn't think that the four of him, even if Qian Jin was vaguely a peak blood refiner, could defeat this seemingly weak girl.
When Cheng Yun returned to his side, Fang Xunhua pointed at the four of them, and then at the girl.
Cheng Yun shook his head to express that it was difficult. In addition, at least the monk Xun Yin was poisoned and injured to this point. It happened that the four of him had a spiritual power fluctuation when they passed by. He just reacted a little faster than Xun Hua and Qian Jin. Otherwise at least Qian Jin would notice it.
He kept holding a packet of powdered medicine in his left hand and retreated to a farther distance. Cheng Yun kept using his magic method to stare at the place where the girl was lying. Fang Xunhua asked softly: "Is he a Xunyin monk?"
Cheng Yun did not hide that he could see more things than ordinary bone forging. He nodded, looked at Qian Jin and Fang Xunhua and said: "I don't know the root cause, and it's a coincidence. It seems like I was injured in a sneak attack and came here, not to mention It shouldn’t be common for Xunyin to look so young, right?”
Although there are not many Xunyin who look like girls, it is still difficult to identify who they are, not to mention that it is difficult for me and Fang Xunhua to beat the ninth level of blood refining, at least the fifth level of Xunyin or above.
It is not clear whether this person is good or evil, and which force he belongs to. However, it may be difficult to leave this person alone according to Fang Xunhua's temperament.
The money moved forward a little further.
Fang Xunhua glanced at the uneasy Fang Xunshi, gritted his teeth and wanted to leave, but thinking about the injured and almost unconscious girl, wouldn't it be his own fault if he met a bad guy?
Putting all this aside, if you see an injured person and don’t save him?
But if the girl is a bad person, what will happen to the four of them?
Cheng Yun saw Fang Xunshi hiding behind his sister who was struggling with a hesitant expression. He held a dagger in his hand and held his sister's skirt with his left hand, ready to pull her behind him at any time.
Looking at Qian Jin, he was already standing in front of the three of them, with bulging veins, slightly bent knees, and his right hand on the hilt of the sword.
I rubbed the powder bag and thought, this is also a sign of people's hearts, right?
Yinfeng closed the book, thinking that his brother should have left Zisu Country. At this time, the classmate who "borrowed" his lamp took a book to ask for advice.
Seeing in that man's eyes, there was pride in keeping others in the dark, and ridicule that the person in the dark would seriously discuss the sage's book with him.
First in admission? First place in the children's examination in the hospital? It's not like being played in the palm of your hand.
He didn't understand why Hidden Wind had such a mentality. When he was having sex with Cheng Yun who had not yet left home, he even said he was disgusting.
Thanks to the sour scholar who never taught him rural vulgarities, the villagers liked Yinfeng more than Chengyun when they saw him, and mostly praised him, so when Yinfeng cursed people at this moment, they were disgusting and unbelievable at best.
Cheng Yun stuffed his elbow into his brother's mouth, and after a few bites he would stop getting angry.
I took a sip of tea and cleared my throat. I had been thinking about it for a long time.
"When I beg for food, different households have their own needs. Some people will give me food with a smile and then immediately turn around and tell themselves that their children cannot be as useless as me. Some people even just scold me a few words and then give me a meal with a smile. Spoon rice, the scolding is quite unpleasant."
Cheng Yun paused for a moment, feeling that it was better to take another bite, then continued:
"But there was also Grandma Li who scolded the old village chief for eating so much food."
"The food at Coach Li's house is always freshly cooked."
"Butcher Zhang never stopped me from coming in to beg for food. The first time Dahei didn't recognize me and chased me to bite him. Butcher Zhang slapped Dahei so hard that he couldn't get up for a long time. Zhang Ling'er would also secretly stuff some pig ears for me. Because she likes to eat the most.”
"There are also white rice that the blacksmith often leaves behind, and a hint of red energy that can only be seen in recent years."
Yinfeng chewed the elbow. The pig ears were really delicious. Zhang Ling'er often brought them to school and gave them to him, but they were still not as delicious as the elbow.
Cheng Yun took two mouthfuls of rice with soup in his mouth and said vaguely: "I don't understand why the gap between me is so big. I beg for food so that we both have to eat. I am useless because no one taught me, but I I have a younger brother who will be very promising in the future.”
"Since other people treat me in different ways, then I should just treat others in different ways. Just like there is a saying when copying books, you must respect people when you first meet them. If there are many people who share the same opinion, it is not a different way. It is more In this world. If you are not happy but yourself, avoid it."
This sentence was said by a saint who many scholars criticized as not being a saint.
The general meaning is that when you first meet someone, you must respect them. When you chat more and find that you are not the same person, treat them like that person.
If he gets upset and blames himself, stay away.
After telling his brother who said this, Cheng Yun looked at Yin Feng strangely: "Am I a saint?"
Yinfeng shook his head, "Are you a saint now?" Yinfeng shook his head quickly.
Cheng Yun cleaned the rice in the bowl and dipped the white bun into the remaining soup.
"A saint who is not a saint should be closer to a saint than the two of us. Let's learn from it first, and then we can change it after I copy similar words from other saints."
He nodded happily and gradually got used to the existence of the so-called classmate. After thinking about it for a few days, Chengyun gave Yinfeng a page of paper, which stated when and from whom a chamber of commerce purchased the lamps and jade items specially designed for Danke Building. , as evidenced by the seal of the Chamber of Commerce.
"It's no better here than in the village. It's worth a lot of money just in case it comes in handy."
Yinfeng felt that his senior brother was very accurate in judging people, and he was really gifted. I also feel that this matter is not a matter of all kinds of people's hearts?
Cheng Yun didn't dare to tell the three of them that he had poisoned Xun Yin. He was afraid that the girl's injuries were real and her unconsciousness was fake. The method could not be seen. Seeing the tenseness of the three, he said, "It just so happened that the master gave it to me." We can ask her about some useful antidotes when she wakes up."
Seeing Cheng Yun relax and walk back, Qian Jin exhaled a thick breath. Could it be that he was able to get along with his sister and brother until now because of Fang Xunhua's character?
Only such a sister can teach Fang Xun Shi a good person, right?
Since he couldn't leave, he was faced with the fact that although he was only at the peak of blood refining and his sword skills were not good, it was enough to drag Xun Yin, who was seriously injured, for a while.
He chuckled softly, said he was hungry, and went to pack and eat together, and prepare some for the injured girl. Regardless of the siblings' suspicions, they started to make a fire to cook, naturally dragging the two siblings with him.
Cheng Yun sat on the back of the little green ox, sinking his mind, not in the gray ring as in his impression, but in the sword with the sharp wind. Jianyi looked at the humanoid spirit in front of him suspiciously and waited for an explanation.
Jianyi is no longer in the shape of a sword. Except for the unclear appearance, it is a spiritual body like a slender man, but it is more illusory than a sword.
"I can't stand some things, so I broke up and can only stay here."
Cheng Yun nodded and closed his eyes, preparing to get into the ring and see if he could improve his breathing, so as to have a chance in the uncertainty that followed.
Jian Yi looked at Cheng Yun with his eyes closed in embarrassment. Although he acknowledged his mastership, most of the decisions were still made by himself. With a cruel heart, Jian Yi humbly asked Cheng Yun to open his eyes and listen to what he had to say.
Seeing that Cheng Yun realized that he could not go out with a straight face, Jian Yi immediately gave away all the control of this sword. Of course, some prerequisites were that the realm was obtained.
Feeling that he could withdraw at any time, and even having some sense of connection with Jian Yi, Cheng Yun felt that he could have a good talk now.
"Master...Master." Cheng Yun interrupted and asked his name to be called. As soon as Jian spoke, he immediately became sharp, "Why I can't enter the ring, I can't say."
Seeing that Cheng Yun nodded and didn't mean to blame himself, he was really smart.
"But now I know the purpose of your sword training. It can be successful, but it will be very difficult. It is impossible without normal talent for a hundred years, let alone using foreign objects, such as swords."
After hearing this, Cheng Yun went out and tried a simple punch. Don't worry about not being able to retain it in the sword. He just punched out. It was a little easier than before, but it was countless times easier for him.
Seeing that Cheng Yun's mind was back, he was a fellow Taoist, so he understood everything and continued, "I have an improved version of that book... called "The Three Ways of Swords". I can teach you here, don't try to understand it. You can practice it when Rong only restores your spiritual power."
Jianyi transformed into a sword and began to teach Cheng Luck according to the incomplete memory he remembered not long ago.
After reading it once, Cheng Yun bowed and thanked him, and Jian Yi's spirit body trembled slightly.
He tried to get the little green cow to come in, but there was no obstacle. He asked Jianyi if he could let the little green cow in. Jianyi, who couldn't see clearly, was stunned. He came back to his senses and nodded. He said "Master" in his heart and said in a trembling voice: "Yes. .”
The little green cow that was suddenly pulled in screamed and was slapped hard by Cheng Yun. Although his conscious body could not feel the pain, he still obediently formed a handful of fodder and ate it.
Cheng Yunxiu smiled and asked the little green cow if he could beat the Xunyin outside. The little green cow shook his head, lay down on the grass, glared at Jianyi, and cursed "Renmouren".
He told Cheng Yun that he couldn't beat him, but Cheng Yun wanted to slap him again. He quickly said that it would be no problem to take him and run away. Then he saw Cheng Yun sneered and rubbed Cheng Yun with his head and said that it would be no problem to run away with four people.
After coming back to his senses, Cheng Yun was relieved. Xiao Qingniu's guarantee, coupled with the poison, was not foolproof, but at least there was no problem in protecting the lives of the four people.
When he took the porridge handed over by Qian Jin, he added twice as much dried meat as before, making it thicker with some sun-dried scallions scattered around. More meat does make it taste better.
Qian Jin brought the porridge, and Fang Xunhua spread a blanket and gently carried the girl up. She seemed to be still awake, and placed the porridge beside her. Cheng Yun negotiated and said that he should stay on guard while the others rest, and he would just practice his sword.
I didn't know how to practice boxing, so I had to fight wildly to find the feeling of harmony. I almost consumed 30% of my spiritual power, so I started practicing sword practice while recovering. Naturally, I kept practicing my skills non-stop.
