Blue Sky Sword

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Coma, in quite a few times, is the body's ultimate form of protection for itself.

After a long, long time, Feng Yin finally annihilated all the bugs in the human body, connected its meridians, and cleaned up the poison.

However, there is a lot of loss of flesh and blood. Even if the Spiritual Transformation Sutra has the magical effect of reviving death from flesh and bones, it cannot be replenished in three moments. However, this person is a human-level cultivator, and his physique is far better than ordinary people. Dantian is forbidden. When it is released, the meridians will also be fully recovered, and the Yuan Gong will heal itself, and it will be healed within ten months at most.

With the spiritual power of the Hualing Jing, the man woke up leisurely. The moment he opened his eyes and saw Feng Yin, he smiled slightly and said, "As expected, I am not dead, as expected, the way of heaven always blesses good people."

Feng Yin was silent for a while, then said solemnly, "Good people never die, and they never die."

With a warm smile in his eyes, the man said, "Yes, good people don't die."

He said word by word: "There is no way in the sky, and there is no way to be a good person."

At this moment, the piety in his tone was more firm than what Feng Yin said!

Feng Yin almost wanted to hold his forehead and sigh, and after a while, he said, "Dude, I saved you, it took a lot of energy, what does it have to do with God?"

The man said firmly: "God sent you to save me. This is God's will, and God's way always blesses good people."

Feng Yin: "..."

Dare-qing, I'm so tired that I seem to have saved you, but I don't even have the slightest credit?

"But this friend's life-saving grace is something I will never forget in my writing. The rest of my life is the time to make up for it!"

The paper ink is serious and solemnly said.

"But if you have a life, you will never give up!"

Fengyin still treated the wound from the news, and said without looking up; "You forgot a sentence, as long as it does not violate conscience and morality."

Wen Mo laughed and said, "Qianfan has experienced everything, and is used to seeing good and evil things in the past and the present; the world has experienced all kinds of feelings, but the human heart is the hardest to deceive! Little brother, how can you let me do things with a conscience and morality!"

He was actually shown another literary talent!

Feng Yin really wanted to memorize the Tang poetry and Song Poetry from the previous life on the spot, shocking you to death!

Showing poems in front of this traveler, you really don't know how high the sky is!

Feng Yin patted Wen Mo's stomach in a rare anger, and said quietly, "I can heal myself."

My life has been brought back, and I just want to pretend to show my literary talent instead of using my powers to heal my wounds...

Feng Yin really never thought that he would do something good and save a mortal person, but this person is a wonderful flower.

This is a real guy who "puts life and death out of the equation, and keeps pretending to the end", and a certain type of person who "loves beauty to death" can be called a bright moment, beyond imagination!

In fact, Wen Mo didn't expect to heal himself at all. He was deeply wounded before, and the damage was so severe that he couldn't get any further, and his condition was even worse than that of a dying person. After only a short amount of effort, he could heal his wounds by himself? !

No one can imagine it, no one can believe it!

But as he tried to mobilize his spiritual energy and run his body, he immediately felt the turbulent waves in his dantian, and he had recovered most of it, and the movement of his body was not hindered at all. What's more, his body seemed to be soaked in an infinite amount of Vitality, and the riddled body is constantly repairing itself.

As the spiritual energy continued to circulate, he could even see with the naked eye that his muscles, which had been devoured by worms, were ripped apart, and that he was slowly wriggling, and fresh and healthy granulation was constantly growing. That's probably not the case, right?

In addition to being too shocked, at that time, he fell into a subtle atmosphere of stunned and lost heart and soul. He even forgot to perform the exercises, and groaned suddenly, but he was rushed backwards by the spiritual power in his meridians, and he was almost injured.

He hurriedly recovered his power and body, and still praised himself: "It's really a means of creation; it is rumored that the masters of the world have the ability to live and die, but I didn't expect it to be truly interpreted in me today."

He actually chanted from himself: "I heard that there were medical immortals in ancient times, and it was easy to rise from the dead; today I see the hand of rejuvenation, and I know that today's people are better than before!"

Feng Yin: "..."

He finally made sure of one thing.

The document in front of me is a patient, and he is very ill, terminally ill, and the kind that has entered his soul!

This disease has a well-known name, it is called "If you don't pretend, you will die"!

This writing and calligraphy is definitely so sick that it has penetrated into the bone marrow, sneaked into the soul, and this is how I pretend to be like the wind and always accompany me!

With a dark face, he turned his head to look at Su Weiran, only to see that the couple were smirking on their faces. Obviously, they were too amused by this joke.

On one side, Feng Ying was squatting on the ground, her small snow-white ears were erected, and her big eyes were full of confusion.

Who is this? Are you writing poetry?

But isn't all the writing of poetry in those books?

How come this person's usual speeches often appear as if they are reciting poems?

How strange!

After a long time, Wen Mo let out a clear whistle and slowly stood up from the ground.

After his accomplishments were completed, he still looked at the many scars on his body in disbelief. Looking at the deepest wound on his chest, there was only one red hole left.

For a while, he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion, and Man said: "The death is coming, and the heart is full of hatred, and the hatred is ruthless and the injustice; one step into the palace of the king of hell, and the whole body is in the yellow spring; fortunately, the benefactor..."

Moaning and chanting, suddenly the inspiration ran out and couldn't continue for a long time, so he frowned and pondered, trying to piece together to no avail: "...Wait, wait for me to think about it, I must continue this poem, I have a feeling, this poem It will become a masterpiece through the ages, praised for the benefactor, and passed down through the ages."

Fengyin rolled his eyes: "It's okay, it's okay, there's a lot of time for you to think about it slowly, we're leaving now."

Feng Yin felt that if he stayed any longer, he had to be stunned by this person, at least Feng Ying had to be led away by him, so it's serious to leave quickly!

"Farewell, how can I do it... Fortunately, the benefactor appeared out of thin air, like a fairy falling in front of him... Hey, benefactor, don't go, you can't go!" Wen Mo hurriedly chased after him.

"You are very knowledgeable, and you can speak well. We are all rude, so we can't communicate with you."

Fengyin Tan Tanshou: "Your performance of being so literate makes me feel ashamed. I don't have the confidence to chat with you who are too literary. The rivers and lakes are far away. Goodbye!"

The document Mo said solemnly: "Why do you need to do this, I will be more restrained. Benefactor, dare to ask your honorable name? When I go back next time, I will definitely pay three incense sticks in the morning and evening, worship at dawn and dusk, and pray for the benefactor; Blue sky!"

"..."

In the next exchange, Fengyin learned that this document ink, although it is the gold medal killer of Jun Tianshou, is a person from the country of Yan. By chance, he set foot in the martial arts and promoted to the gold medal after years of hard work.

Although this person was born in the country of Yan, he was separated from the world. He only attacked wicked people in his life. Anyone who was on the Juntianjian list, as long as they could kill them, would kill them all. .

He only cares about one thing: whether to kill or not!

As long as you deserve to be killed, no matter who you are, you can kill him!

This also causes this guy to have far more enemies than others, and they are far stronger than others.

According to his own words: "I was a scholar at the age of three, I was able to write at the age of three, I could write at the age of five, and I could compose poetry at the age of seven. When I was a teenager, I became famous all over the world, but then I suddenly got bored and felt that the world was cloudy and the sky was blue. The haze is heavy; after a single thought is clear and enlightened, he immediately abandons literature and cultivates martial arts, writes his pen and joins the army, uses his sword to walk the world, supports the world's righteous path, and slaughtered all the people who are distrustful."

"Only when one's body is stained with red dust can one know that the red dust is filthy, and when one walks in the world, one realizes the filth of the world, and is accustomed to seeing the evil charm of the world; only by killing him with a sword, can one's heart be refreshed."

As for why he was hunted down here, and who the enemy was, Wen Mo didn't explain it in detail. It seemed to him that it was just for leisure, or in his opinion, it was all his own business, and the divine doctor saved him. I have to be grateful to Sansheng for my own life. If it is involved in the whirlpool again, what is the right thing to do!

"You'd better tell us directly, why are you here? You said that you were born in the western capital of the Yan Kingdom, and the boundary is tens of thousands of miles away, but here..."

"Huh? I want to participate in the training for the gold medal of Juntian Shou."

Wen Mo sighed: "Originally in my own country, I still have some power, and my enemies can't help me; but the practice of gold medal training is that I need to go alone, so... how do you know that you are here? He was overtaken by a premeditated enemy... Hehe~www.wuxiamtl.com~ But I was lucky enough to survive this time. When I go back, it will be the day when his blood debts will be repaid. The so-called heaven is good for reincarnation. Reward!"

There was a sharp murderous intent in his eyes.

Although the attributes of this guy's pretending have been deeply rooted and rooted in one, but in the face of such a life-and-death feud, it seems that the matter of pretending can still be put aside for a while.

Gold training camp?

Fengyin's eyes moved, and Su Weiran and Hu Lengyue also stared at each other.

"Thanks to the genius doctor who helped me out, when I first woke up, I thought that even if I could save my life, I would definitely need long-term recuperation. At least this training session is no longer hopeful; Such a means that a capable person can’t, there is really a poem saying: The magic doctor walks in the red dust, the sky is full of stars, the magic medicine causes life and death, and the sky is tilted with one hand..."

The shock and gratitude in Shumo's heart now has accumulated to the most intense time.

Just now, he was in a trance, and he decided that he was going to die early, so he put his life and death aside, and his words and deeds became more unruly.

This is the kind that everyone has been looking forward to since ancient times, a truly magical doctor who can steal people from Lord Yama!

I have never even heard of such an immediate means of restoring the physical body, and even those who can brag the most would not dare to brag like that.

What kind of injury did you have on your body before, can you not know?

In that case, it only takes a while to recover to this point...

Is this something that humans can do?