Xiao Yong is now a bone man's body, and there is naturally no dantian in his body, and the so-called crushed meridians are just powder made of broken ribs. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Therefore, the anti-heaven elixir that can help people repair the dantian and meridians, for him, has no effect if he eats it.

Xiao Yong also thought that because of this, he couldn't cultivate the exercises practiced by ordinary monks, and what he could cultivate was only one bone painting magic trick today.

And in addition to the exercises, the spells used by ordinary monks, because he has no spiritual power in his body, he can't perform them, so even if he worships the teacher, he can't learn anything.

Since this is the case, Xiao Yong didn't wait for Jiu Qiurong to speak, and said with a smile: "I forgot about this matter, then the hall master, I won't apprentice anymore." ”

There are few people in the world who will accept a waste person as a disciple, those hall masters will not, Wei Kefu will not, and Jiu Qiurong will not either, but when he heard such a sentence and saw such a smile, his compassion rose slightly.

"Why don't you ......" Jiu Qiurong said in a soft voice, "How about you being my registered disciple?"

Registering a disciple, being taught by him, and being protected by him, is also a good thing for Xiaoyong.

Gao Jueya shook his head and said: "Hall Master, you are the head of the Precept Palace, if there is such a waste person as a disciple, even if it is a registered disciple, it will be a stain on you." ”

Wei Kefu was scratched by Xiao Yong, but he did like such an unexpected kid, but he was ruthless, and he also sighed: "Senior sister, let's stop this matter, he is already a waste, and being your registered disciple is just causing trouble for no reason." "Héiyaпgě is intoxicated with chapters, and the festival is new

In the end, Jiu Qiurong is the main hall master of the Precept Palace, and she is in a high position, so there are countless people who want to become her disciples and registered disciples.

When jealousy increases, persecution increases.

Jiu Qiurong suddenly realized and sighed lightly: "In this way, this matter can only be done......

Sheng Yan also only now knows that Xiao Yong's cultivation has been abolished, he didn't do an investigation before, and he thought that Xiao Yong had just recovered from a serious injury, and his cultivation had not recovered.

Knowing at this moment, he didn't want to give up, so he hurriedly said: "Senior Uncle Ancestor, please ask the two Senior Uncle Ancestors to think of a way to be brave to him...... His qualifications are excellent! He had only cultivated the fourth-level cultivation of qi refining in the first few days after entering the sect, and even if the junior hadn't stopped him for Xuan Zhuo's matter that night, he would have been able to break through the three realms in a row and be promoted to the seventh layer of qi refining at that time! Moreover, he had already entered the path of stone painting at that time, and he could even borrow the convenience of paper to draw stones in the air!"

That night, the new sect disciples had only been in the sect for seven days, ascended to seven floors in seven days, and entered the painting path, and also painted stones in the air......

Jiu Qiurong's face suddenly turned cold, she slapped the case ruthlessly, and shouted angrily: "Shengyan! such a disciple, you still let him go to Anle City to save people, what kind of heart do you have?"

Sheng Yan repented: "Uncle Shi, if I knew that Xuan Zhuo had already betrayed the sect, I would never have to go bravely." ”

Wei Kefu was also annoyed at this time: "So, that Modian disciple who led the art investment master is him?" Hehehehehe! Senior sister, don't blame Sheng Yan for this matter, blame me, it's me who has the final say on him......

On that day, the high-level of the Zhihua Sect discussed the matter of Xuan Zhuo, and Wei Kefu was present, and it was he who agreed to the proposal of the master of the Ink Appreciation Hall, and Xiao Yong was finally able to join the team to rescue Xuan Zhuo.

At this moment, Wei Kefu was annoyed by this matter, and Sheng Yan was annoyed, and said: "Uncle Shi, Xiao Yong was killed by Xuan Zhuo in order to rescue Xuan Zhuo, then he was injured for the sake of the sect, and the sect can't ignore him!"

How could Jiu Qiurong not know that this matter could not be ignored? A great genius of the family has become a waste because of the affairs of the sect, and it really has to be ignored, it is not only his heart that is cold, but also the hearts of all the children of the sect.

When people's hearts are cold, people's hearts are scattered and difficult to cohesion, and when the sect has something or is in trouble, who will work hard for the sect?

Jiu Qiurong got up and moved, came to Xiao Yong's body, put her hand on his abdomen, and probed his injuries.

Jiu Qiurong probed more carefully than Wei Kefu, of course, if there was no transformation of the body of the Phantom Bloodstone, such a probe, the matter of Xiao Yong is bone man would definitely be exposed.

Jiu Qiurong didn't find out about this, what she found out was comparable to what Wei Kefu found out, and she also made some more discoveries.

The first is the ribs, Jiu Qiurong found that Xiao Yong was missing a rib in his chest, and saw that the injury was forcibly broken and broken.

The second is gravel, this thing is small, but it can't escape her detection.

Finally, there are the bones...... She saw that the brave bones were different from ordinary people, and that they contained strange powers.

Jiu Qiurong withdrew her hand and didn't show it, but instead motioned to the hall masters to leave with an impatient face.

Gao Jueya asked cautiously: "Hall Master, ...... are you?"

Jiu Qiurong's expression sank: "Tell you to leave, don't you understand?

What is satisfaction? When things are done properly, it is satisfied, and when I think about it, I can only give up.

With this answer, Gao Jueya retreated along with the other hall masters, and Wei Kefu wanted to speak again, but he was still driven away by Jiu Qiurong with a wave of his hand.

In an instant, only Jiu Qiurong, Xiao Yong and Sheng Yan were left in the entire Sinxin Hall.

Sheng Yan was in pain and despair, because he ruined a future for the Zhihua Sect and ruined the brave immortal path.

Xiao Yong is calm, he has the skill of drawing bones, and he has a strong bone body, given him time, he firmly believes that he can compete with Jiu Qiurong and others.

Jiu Qiurong waved her hand to display three picture scrolls, one covering the entire Sinxin Hall, and one condensing a light door.

Jiu Qiurong pointed to the light door and said, "Let's go, follow me to see the master." ”

The words fell, the three of them disappeared, and the remaining picture scroll unfolded, turning into the three of them, as if ...... They didn't leave at all.

This has deceived everyone, and the high cliff is one of them.

"Looks like he's really useless!"

Gao Jue smiled without a trace, took a step, and flew away.

The rainbow light is there, but it is not the branch hall of the precept hall of Guanyu Peak, it is on a cliff wall on Guanyu Peak.

There was a man standing in the wind, with white hair and white clothes, white eyebrows and white beard, like a pine and cypress, towering the heavens and the earth.

His name is Gu Baiyun, that is, the ancestor of Gu Zhaoxi.

Gu Baiyun didn't turn his body, his head didn't turn, and he asked lightly, "How?"

Gao Jueya said respectfully: "Wei Kefu and Jiu Qiurong have both investigated, the brave dantian has disappeared, the meridians have collapsed, and they are already wasted. ”

Gu Baiyun asked lightly: "What about that?"

The high cliff face was worried: "Wei Kefu failed to find his soul, but ...... Instead, he was hurt. ”

The wind stopped suddenly, the hair danced, the high cliff fell to his knees, and hurriedly said: "That kid has martial arts, and his divine sense is also dependent, Wei Kefu was injured by him when he didn't notice it for a while!"

Gu Baiyun muttered softly, "Don't you notice it for a while?" ”

Gu Baiyun raised his hand slightly, the high cliff retreated respectfully, and Gu Baiyun withdrew his hand and looked at the sky.

"There are those two people who investigate, and the results should be credible, then he ...... When it's not that bone man. Gu Baiyun sighed faintly: "Let's go, let's go!" everything...... As usual!"

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Jiu Qiurong's master should be Shengyan's Taishi Ancestor, he is a withered old man sitting in a secret room.

Wu Hao Ancestor, the master of the main hall of the precept hall, when the rain heard that Ji killed the master and rebelled, he once killed the Luohua Gate with the strength of one person, although he did not kill anyone, but the two ancestors of the Luohua Gate returned to the realm of death were closed.

Such a record is extremely remarkable, and with such a record, Wu Hao's ancestor is sad because of some things, and he sits here.

Wu Hao Ancestor sensed that someone was coming, and his deadwood bark-like eyes lifted, revealing cloudy and empty eyes.

The turbidity gradually cleared, the emptiness gradually disappeared, Wu Hao's ancestor looked at one place, where there was a light door, someone appeared, impartial, and fell on Xiao Yong.

Xiao Yong's figure had just come out, and when he was stared at like this, he suddenly felt that his whole body was seen through, and even he felt the metamorphosis on his forehead and chest tremble.

Sheng Yan didn't know how brave he felt, and when he saw that he was coming to the place where Wu Hao's ancestor was, he knelt on the ground and bowed his head to pray: "The last generation Sheng Yan visited the Taishi Ancestor, and asked the Taishi Ancestor to help the last generation of students." ”

After bowing respectfully, Jiu Qiurong also said: "Master, this person is a student of the Ink Palace, with immortal bones, and has entered the painting path, what is even more rare is ...... He already has a 'Taoist painting condensation', and although the condensed thing has been shattered, it still remains in his body. ”

"Dao painting condensation" refers to something similar to Xiao Yong's condensation of transparent stones under that coincidence, Wu Hao's ancestor saw Xiao Yong through, and naturally guessed this matter through those gravels.

Wu Hao's ancestor saw it together, and there were all the brave dantians and meridians, and as for the brave bones, he saw a little clue.

Wu Hao didn't ask about this, he asked another thing: "Little doll, what's your name?"

Xiao Yong saluted and said, "I am called Xiao Yong, good at fighting and brave." ”

Wu Hao Old Ancestor smiled kindly: "Good at fighting, how good can you be a little doll?"

Xiao Yong is also not modest: "Another apprentice of yours was punched by me and stabbed me twice. ”

Jiu Qiurong smiled and told Wei Kefu about the troubles, and Wu Hao Ancestor laughed: "Okay, good, good! Just for this reason, the little doll will come over and let the old man see your injuries!"

Xiao Yong walked over as he said, Wu Hao Ancestor reached out and pinched his body bones, and then made a subtle investigation, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Old Man will restore your ribs for you first." ”

Wu Hao Ancestor took out Xiao Yong's broken rib and swiped it lightly, and the sand and gravel in his body shook together, rushing there, mixing the powder formed by the broken rib and condensing it into a new rib.

This rib is a success, Wu Hao Ancestor pinched the sword finger in his hand, painted in the void, drew a series of mysterious runes, and then under his point, drilled into Xiao Yong's chest and integrated into Xincheng's ribs.

After an instant, Xiao Yong's eyes were raised, as he felt the aura of heaven and earth surge, merging into that rib, and then transforming into the power of the bone element and dissipating it.

Wu Hao Ancestor also felt it, and said with a smile: "Little doll, this rib ...... Love it!"

In this way, the rib solves the problem of the source of the power of the bone element, and of course Xiao Yong likes it.

Wu Hao Ancestor shook his head: "Old Decay doesn't like it, the reason will you know later, and the rest of the dantian and meridians ...... The old man asks you, what is painting?"