Chapter 80 Foundation Building Pill
Yan Feng thrust out the flying sword, and there was a pop sound, and the sound of the flying sword piercing the flesh was heard instantly.
However, Yu Niang was unscathed. A middle-aged man dressed as a beggar appeared out of thin air, blocked her behind, and was stabbed into the chest by Yan Feng's flying sword.
Yuniang stiffened slightly, turned around, and when she saw the middle-aged man, she said angrily: "It's you! I've become a ghost, and you still won't let me go!"
The middle-aged man smiled slightly, turned around and wanted to touch Yu Niang's cheek, but she slapped her hand away hard.
After the snap, the middle-aged man's eyes sharpened, and he suddenly took out a writing brush and stabbed it into Yu Niang's chest.
Emotions of anger and consternation appeared on Yu Niang's face, and then her face slowly returned to calm, revealing a somewhat confused look.
The beggar in front of her was her original lover. The beggar's gesture reminded her of memories that she had buried deep in her heart and did not want to touch. Her thoughts involuntarily flew back to the time when she was killed.
By the Wuding River, the sky is full of wind and sand.
Her knife stabbed into her lover's chest, followed by the general's cold and taunting voice: "They say bitches are heartless. I finally saw it today. Someone, drag her down and dig out her heart and liver." Liquor, this general doesn’t want to leave such an unintentional person beside his pillow!”
The next moment, she hugged her lover who had been stabbed in the chest with a knife, and the sound of howling sounded instantly, which was heartbreaking.
It turned out that when he and his lover were forced to kill each other by the general, she was the one who made the first move...
In this case, why is it that in my memory, it is the painter who stabbed his heart with a knife?
Yu Niang looked at the beggar in front of her, her expression became complicated, and she finally remembered the scene at that time.
When she was dying, with tears in her eyes, she took action decisively and stabbed her lover's heart with a knife.
As for how the story that spread later became that the painter killed her, and why the painter appeared here, her thoughts were completely confused...
In her silence, Zhang Xiu and others were also surprised.
This beggar is the same beggar who has thick phlegm and gave Wang Yuanwai a heart.
Seeing him blocking the flying sword for Yu Niang, Zhang Xiu was shocked. After coming back to his senses, he quickly shouted: "Yan Feng, take the sword back quickly!"
Yan Feng nodded, changed the sword technique in his hand, and with a pop, the flying sword was drawn out from the beggar's chest.
The next moment, the beggar's expression changed and he covered his chest in pain.
When Zhang Xiu saw this, he took a deep breath and said, "No, he looks in pain, why don't we put him back in again!"
Yan Feng: "@#￥%￥#@......"
Brother Zhang, what grudge do you have against him?
Soon, Zhang Xiu also realized that it was a bit unreliable to insert the sword back. He smiled awkwardly and looked at the beggar: "What are you doing? You gave me Wang Yuan's heart, shouldn't you?" Don’t you know the evil deeds Yu Niang committed?”
The beggar said with a painful look on his face: "Not only the king, but also all the hearts dug out by Yu Niang, I have put them back... Sir, please let Yu Niang go, I will pay for her sins on her behalf."
Jade Lady's delicate body trembled, and she looked at the beggar with complicated eyes.
At this moment, she finally knew the reason why no cultivator came to catch her after she had been doing evil for many years.
It turned out that he had been by her side, paying for her sins.
It turned out that she had been escaping, unwilling to accept the fact that she was the one who killed her lover first.
The beggar was unwilling to reveal the truth and made her suffer. He always followed her and silently atone for her evil deeds...
For a moment, she felt a mixture of emotions in her heart, and her eyes gradually became gentler when she looked at the beggar.
Zhang Xiu looked at Yu Niang and the beggar, with countless guesses flashing through his mind. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he asked the beggar, "Are you the painter back then?"
The beggar smiled bitterly and nodded: "Yes, I was willing to be stabbed in the heart by Yu Niang. I thought that the general would let Yu Niang go, but I didn't expect that the general would be extremely cruel and cut her open and ripped out her heart.
I was unwilling to accept it, and then I came back to life for some reason. Then, I went to kill the general to take revenge. "
"Then, I found that Yu Niang had turned into a ghost, and she was immersed in pain all day long. I couldn't bear it, so I used my magic pen to change the memories of the people who were present, and drew a false picture that I killed Yu Niang. The picture modified her memory."
"Sir, please let Yu Niang go. All the mistakes you made are all my fault. If I didn't change Yu Niang's memory, what happened today would never have happened..."
Hearing this, Zhang Xiu became furious and said, "Although no one was killed, do you know how many families Yuniang has tormented over the years? Let her go and let me explain to those families who have been tormented by you two."
"Because of you, how many families have experienced great sorrow and joy, and how many families have been separated from their wives?"
When the beggar heard this, the bitter smile on his face became more and more sad, and he knelt down and begged for mercy: "Sir, everything happened because of me. If you want to punish me, please punish me. If you let Yu Niang go, I am willing to give God to you." The pen is presented..."
As he spoke, the beggar took out a writing brush and offered it to him respectfully with both hands.
The reason why he was able to put a heart on a dead person was almost entirely due to this magic pen.
This is the magical pen passed down from his family, which has the magical effect of turning illusion into reality.
He used thick phlegm to spit on the chests of those whose hearts were dug out, which was just a way to hide the people's hearts. The hearts he put back in place were actually drawn back with a magic pen secretly after he left.
Zhang Xiu accepted the magic pen and sneered: "I accepted the magic pen. As for the two of you... Taoist Master Side, take them down, send them to the Yin and Yang Realm, and hand them over to Zhong Kui. Are you going to put them in the frying pan or not?" Pull out your tongue and follow the rules of the underworld!"
Beggar: "@#￥%￥#@......"
I had long heard that Mr. Qingtian of Jinhua Mansion only collected money and did nothing, but I didn’t expect the rumors to be true!
In the beggar's dumbfounded expression, Taoist Side posted two talismans, and used the immobilization talismans to hold the beggar and Yu Niang in place, who did not dodge.
As Taoist Side disappeared with the two of them, three prompts sounded in Zhang Xiu's mind.
[God has the virtue of good life, you successfully released Yu Niang and rewarded her with twenty years of painting experience]
[God has the virtue of good life, you successfully released the painter and rewarded him with twenty years of painting experience]
[God has the virtue of good life. You have successfully released the Taoist Four Virtues. You will be rewarded with a Foundation Building Pill]
After reading this, Zhang Xiu couldn't help but be slightly startled, put away the magic pen, and asked Yan Feng: "Brother Yan, do you know the Foundation Establishment Pill?"
Yan Feng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then looked at Zhang Xiu with a smile: "Of course I have heard that the Foundation Establishment Pill is for practitioners to build the foundation. I seemed to have just turned twelve when I established the Foundation.
Brother Zhang, you are extremely talented, and you are also cultivating pure Yang Qi. With your talent, if you want to build a foundation, you only need to practice for a short period of time... just five hundred years! "
Zhang Xiu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this: "It only takes five hundred years, so that's okay..."
When Yan Feng saw this, his mood suddenly became bad: "@#￥%￥#@..."
It shouldn't be, this shouldn't be, your expression makes me lose my sense of superiority at all!
I recommend a good book, "Ten Capitals, Nine Lights, Eight Extremes, Seven Yuans, Six Divisions, and Five Elders Struggle for Tao and Fruit" by Nan Shanju
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