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Missing the Yang Dan, Nanfeng's heart suddenly froze, didn't the fat man's Yang Dan Mo let him give twelve?

Thinking about it again, no, when the fat man was serving ants in porcelain bottles in the stone room, Yang Dan was still there, and he put it somewhere else.

Touch the waist bag first, no. No matter how much I touched my inner pocket, there was none.

The Yang Pill is a healing elixir, and the fat man will definitely carry it with him, and it is impossible to put it anywhere else.

Thinking about it again, touching the belt, fat people like to hide things in the belt, and this habit has been there since childhood.

At this time, the belt was mostly made of a wide and narrow linen cloth, and a few small utensils could be rolled inside.

Luckily, I touched it.

At this time, the wound on the fat man's chest was slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his face had changed from gray to pale, although it was still ugly, but it was also a little lively.

Twisting out the Huanyang Dan, the south wind staggered towards the grass on the east side, and soon found the eighth master, poor eighth master was bleeding from his mouth and nose and died there.

The miraculous effect of the Returning Yang Pill shocked Nanfeng incomparably, what Hua Thorn said before was true, this thing can really bring the dead back to life.

Knowing that Huanyang Dan could come back to life, and also knowing that the two of them only had this one Huanyang Dan left at this time, Nanfeng did not hesitate or give up at all, hugged the eighth master, pinched the bird's beak and stuffed the Huanyang Dan in.

After returning the Yang Dan to melt into his throat, Nanfeng took the eighth master back to the fat man's side, and while stroking the eighth master to help it smooth his breath, he frequently tested the fat man's snort.

After a short time, the wound on the fat man's chest was completely healed, and after a muffled snort, he hunched his back and inhaled deeply.

"How's it going?" the south wind stepped forward.

The fat man had already opened his eyes at this time, but his eyes were very blank, and he didn't ask whether he was alive or dead, and he hadn't come back to his senses yet.

"It's so dangerous, fortunately, there is a Yang Dan. Nanfeng said that he was mainly saying this to the fat man, in order to help the fat man come back to his senses as soon as possible.

The fat man's eyes were still confused, and he didn't answer.

"Are you okay?" Nanfeng is scared, people have three souls and seven spirits, and the soul will soon leave the body after death, isn't the fat man losing his soul?

The fat man breathed sharply and still did not answer. 【愛↑去△小↓說△網 Qu 】

"Hey, hey. The south wind reached out and patted the fat man's cheek.

"What are you hitting me for?" asked the fat man.

Although the fat man opened his mouth, his eyes were very dull, and saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth when he spoke.

Seeing this, Nanfeng really panicked, and it was over, the fat man really lost his soul.

"Don't scare me. "The south wind has the heart to cry.

The fat man rolled over and sat up, grinning.

Conjuring spirits is not a difficult task for Taoist priests, most Taoists will have similar spells, but Nanfeng will not, because he has not learned them.

Just when Nanfeng was anxiously restraining his hands, the eighth master in his arms moved, "Ga, Ga!"

At the same time as screaming, the eighth master began to struggle and flutter, Nanfeng couldn't be appeased, hugged the eighth master tightly, and at the same time reached out and grabbed its mouth, don't let Tianshanzi and others hear the eighth master's scream, if you turn back, then you will really die.

"Ah, what about the dog Taoist?" the fat man got up in a panic, and looked left and right.

"Are you alright?" South Wind was both surprised and delighted.

"What's going on?" the fat man looked at his left chest, "Who saved us?"

Seeing that the fat man had regained his senses, Nanfeng was overjoyed, "No one saved us, it was Uncle Wang who gave us the Yang Pill." ”

When the fat man heard this, he immediately lowered his hand and touched his waist.

The eighth master was frightened and kept struggling, Nanfeng held it with one hand and its mouth with the other, and couldn't free his hand to touch it, so he could only comfort it softly.

"You've got blood all over your neck. The fat man said.

"It's okay, pack your things and leave quickly. Nanfeng hugged the eighth master and walked back.

At this time, the Taiqing Dao was fighting fiercely with the monks led by the Wuchang Temple, and one of the old monks seemed to want to cast magical powers, and the other monks surrounded him, intending to protect the Dharma. And the Taiqing people are attacking and taking, rushing left and right, and there is no chance to do the law with the old monk.

The catastrophe did not die, the two of them were already frightened, where did they dare to watch the battle, picked up things, and left in a hurry.

The two of them had lost too much blood before, they were all weak, and they staggered, but they didn't dare to slack off when they fled for their lives, gritted their teeth and held on, and marched with difficulty.

When they went down to the foot of the mountain, they found a small stream, and the two of them were already sweating profusely and almost collapsed.

The eighth master had also settled down at this time, and the south wind brought him close to the stream, but the eighth master did not drink it.

Helplessly, the south wind let go of it, and got free, and the eighth master was much more comfortable, shaking his feathers from the shore, and then pacing to the stream to drink water by himself.

The stream water was cool, and after drinking the water, the fatigue of the two was slightly reduced, and the stream water was washed away to wash the blood.

The fat man didn't know what was going on, so he asked. The south wind briefly told and explained the doubts.

"It's a good thing he didn't stab you in the heart, otherwise you wouldn't even have a chance to take the medicine. The fat man was terrified.

"If I hadn't scolded him, he might have done that. Nanfeng said, before Tianshanzi killed the fat man, and kicked the eighth master to death, he was born in the market, angry and scolded ugly, Tianshanzi heard the beginning, guessed that he would greet his mother, so a sword sealed his throat, so that he could not speak.

In fact, Tianshanzi did achieve his goal, his sentence 'I am your old lady' did not shout all, but fortunately he did not admit to lying low before, if he begged for his life, Tianshanzi would have given him a heart-cold.

Suffering is a lesson, benefit is experience, although this time is dangerous, but also experienced, no matter how strong his opponent is, he can fight if he can't avoid it, and scold if he can't beat it, the tough guy may not be able to live, and the cowardly bag will definitely die.

Except for fools, no one is not afraid of death, and fat people are also afraid, "Hey, if I knew it, I would have avoided it and wouldn't move forward." ”

"It's useless, the Taiqing Sect has set up ambushes in all directions, if we turn around and go back, I'm afraid we will be discovered by them a long time ago. Nanfeng waved his hand and shook his head, the two of them didn't want to go over to see the excitement, they went to the periphery just to find out the situation, and they left first to hide in the mountains without waiting for the two sides to start a war, which was already extremely cautious, and this time it was found that it was not careless, but bad luck, not a man-made disaster, but a natural disaster.

"Let's go, go a little further. The fat man picked up his baggage.

"You don't have to go far, just find a place to hide around here. Nanfeng said, there is not water everywhere in the mountains, and furthermore, through Tianshanzi's previous actions, it is not difficult to find that this person is extremely conceited about his martial arts cultivation, thinking that there is no possibility of survival for the two of them, and the possibility of turning around is not great.

The cave was not easy to find, but trees were everywhere near the stream, and the two of them walked upstream, settling under a large tree near the water.

Since here, the sound of fighting in the north has not been heard, and the two of them do not care about the battle situation of Dao Buddha at this time, no matter who wins or loses, it has nothing to do with them, and the top priority is to save their lives.

Bleeding profusely, exhausted, and soon the two fell asleep.

Due to the severe fright he had received before, the eighth master did not have much energy, squatted beside Nanfeng, and did not scream.

The south wind is awakened by freezing, the surrounding light is unknown, and the exact time is unknown, but it is summer, and only in the second half of the night can people be frozen awake.

The eighth master was able to see at night, and when he saw that the south wind had woken up, he looked up at him and cooed.

Nanfeng picked up the eighth master casually and stroked the feathers.

Although they are all cooing, there are slight differences, at this time he can already judge what it wants to do according to the eighth master's cry, knowing that the eighth master is hungry, so he got up and slaughtered a grass chicken and let it peck on its own.

After drinking water from the stream, Nanfeng returned to the same place and sat with his eyes closed, what he was eating was a male silkworm, which could not be brought back to life, but could only be reborn, at this time the medicinal power of the silkworm had entered the blood, and a large amount of blood had been lost before, which was very likely to affect the speed of refining the meridians.

After careful inspection, Nanfeng knew in his heart, he guessed correctly, a large amount of blood loss did lead to a partial loss of medicinal power, although it will not affect the effect of rebirth, but it will prolong the time required for this process, roughly estimated to be delayed by one to two months on the original basis.

There are pros and cons to everything, and there are pros and cons to everything, but this is not to say that the pros and cons of anything are evenly divided, on the contrary, things with equal pros and cons are rarely encountered, and most things are pros more than disadvantages or disadvantages are greater than pros. As far as yesterday evening's incident is concerned, when the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, Taiqingzong has always regarded him as a thorn in the flesh, almost wanting to kill him quickly, and now they finally got what they wanted, and from now on, Taiqingzong will never think of him again.

Nanfeng had never eaten before, and he was a little hungry at this time, so he touched the dry food and came out to chew it, and the Yang Dan was really a healing holy product, and there was still a little pain in drinking water yesterday, and he had swallowed freely at this time, as in the past.

As the so-called art has a specialization, it is rare to be strong in martial arts, and it is also shocking to practice the art of Qihuang to the situation of Uncle Wang.

Thinking of Uncle Wang, I thought of Wang Zhong, the whereabouts of Wang Zhong and others are not secret, if Uncle Wang has the intention to retaliate, he will definitely be able to find them, will the death of Wang Zhong and his wife be related to Uncle Wang?

"I don't know if our horses have been stolen. "The fat man woke up.

"Probably not. Nanfeng said, the horse is in the woods, as long as you don't go to the nearest place, it is not easy to find, but he is not worried about the horse at this time, the two of them have a lot of gold and silver, the horse is gone, you can buy it again, he is worried about the carriage, to be exact, the pair of hammers on the carriage, although I don't know what the origin of the pair of hammers is, but one thing can be sure, the pair of hammers are made of black iron, and black iron is a rare thing.

The fat man unburdened himself and took dry food, "Do you recognize that dog Taoist priest yesterday?"

"This humanist is called Tianshanzi, after I leave the Taiqing Sect, he may be responsible for tracking me down. Nanfeng said that Linglianzi and others died back then, and the carrier pigeon was released, and it was Tianshanzi who came.

"I'm going to have to beat him sooner or later, and his name is Dad. The fat man was furious.

Nanfeng said, "Yesterday I saw clearly, after you cast the Eight Golden Body, he stabbed you with a sword and failed to hurt you, it was a palm that made up for it before stabbing in, you have only practiced to the third level now, I feel that you don't need to practice to the eighth level, just practice to the fifth level, and the purple qi master will not hurt you." ”

Hearing Nanfeng say this, the fat man was in a good mood, "You help me remember, this guy must not spare him." ”

Nanfeng nodded.

The fat man took a cake and bit it in his mouth, tied up the burden, took the cake and stood up, "It's almost dawn, I guess it's over, I'll go over and take a look." ”

"Look from afar, don't come close. The south wind admonished.

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