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Chapter 684: Nailing (1)

Author: Blood Sacrifice of the Ring Finger

ads_yuedu_txt(); Jiang Xian had moved to Linyuan Pavilion, in another small bamboo pavilion, about 100 meters away from Shu Jianfeng's residence, with a fence outside, and a few chickens were fed, and a small garden was cultivated outside, and some small vegetables were planted.

Wen Yiming stopped outside the fence, feeling the warmth in the vegetable garden, and after a long time, he said, "Uncle Tang, let's come back tomorrow!" ”

It was late at night, Jiang Xian had already rested, he couldn't bear to disturb, the two walked down the mountain, Wen Yiming stared and pondered, and was silent for a long time, after a while, Tang Xiaoxuan said: "Yiming, what are you thinking?" ”

Wen Yiming frowned and said, "Uncle Shi, why did the master's cultivation suddenly reach the peak of the Great Martial Arts!" ”

He had already seen Shu Jianfeng's cultivation, and he was worried at that time, breaking the merit and dispersing the poison for more than ten years, once he broke through the cultivation and the poison became dangerous and abnormal, what snow maple mixture was useless at all, only the ice silkworm egg could save his life, his alchemy knowledge now is extremely extensive, and he has studied all kinds of classics of the skeleton, so it can be said that he has a lot of experience in the alchemy of various schools of good and evil, especially in the category of rare and unpopular, even some alchemy masters are not as good as it.

He saw Shu Jianfeng's situation in his eyes, turned on his concentration but did not go to the physical examination during the conversation, and when he left, Shu Jianfeng hugged him in the midst of emotion, and he realized that Shu Jianfeng's cultivation was still improving, although it was very slow, but the true yuan was stable and condensed.

At this rate, it will break through to the military generals in three months at most, and the result will be to break the merit and scatter the poison.

Tang Xiaoxuan said about the powerful anti-poison mixture, and said: "Yiming, I heard Yilan say, you are now a high-level alchemist, I don't understand, but I also know that you are stronger than the Luyue Master of the Alchemy Branch, can you tell me what the reason is for this?" ”

Luyue? Wen Yiming thought about it, a smile appeared in his heart, and then he shook his head secretly, I'm afraid this guy doesn't know that the woman he admires is no longer the original Yue Qimei.

"I believe in Senior Brother Feng!" Wen Yiming didn't analyze the powerful anti-poison mixture, but turned to face Tang Xiaoxuan, Feng Wen's integrity made him respect, so suspicious, he was a little dissatisfied.

Tang Xiaoxuan smiled silently, and after listening to Wen Yiming tell Feng Wen's deeds one by one, there was a hint of apology in her expression, and she sighed: "You are very similar to your master, you believe in Feng Wen unconditionally, I apologize, I have suffered this child." ”

Wen Yiming didn't explain again, he didn't believe it unconditionally, but spoke with facts, and continued: "Lu Yue and Zhang Anjun are right, the strong anti-poison mixture is like this, maybe the master really didn't take it." ”

He was faintly unhappy in his heart, and went back to his stone house, he ruled out several situations that Zhang Anjun said, the only thing he could think of was that Shu Jianfeng did not take a strong anti-poison mixture, and this shows that Shu Jianfeng distrusts Feng Wen even more than Tang Xiaoxuan, if this is the case, Feng Wen knows what to think.

He knew very well that Shu Jianfeng was so understandable, after all, he was poisoned by the Feng brothers back then, and after more than ten years of torture, it may be really difficult to trust a person.

Wen Yiming has never asked Fengwen about the past, when he wants to say it, he will naturally say, with Fengwen's current attitude, he will not care, he believes that Fengwen had his own troubles back then.

Despite this, Wen Yiming was inevitably unhappy in his heart, and now he could only hope for Xue Feng Mixture, with the relationship between him and Shu Jianfeng, he would definitely not doubt himself, he was very sure of this, he had written very clearly about the usage of Xue Feng Mixture, but he was afraid that Shu Jianfeng would be sad, so he did not write about the side effects.

Snow maple mixture, the only use is to freeze the poison of breaking the gongsan, and at the same time will pull the cultivation back, this is a two-pronged approach, on the one hand, suppress the toxicity, on the other hand, reduce the cultivation, in the effect of delaying the outbreak of toxicity, compared to the function of the powerful anti-poison mixture, the only disadvantage is that no matter how you cultivate, the cultivation will regress, until the cultivation is continuously reduced to three layers.

At noon the next day, Wen Yiming received a message that there was no name of Long Xiuzhu and the three of them in the list of those who would fight in the afternoon, two of the fighters in Qingyun Castle were in the early stage of the Great Martial Arts, and only one was in the sixth layer of the Great Martial Arts, it seemed that he wanted to test himself and give it a go, Qin Guihai did not hesitate to send elite core disciples, and the lineup of the Famous Sword Tianmen was much smaller, all of them were in the late stage of the martial arts.

The record of the battle list in the morning is that there is no need for the fighters to be present in person, but the list prepared by the sect masters of each faction and submitted it to the fair judge for registration at the same time, which is the rule that Meng Wuregret won at the beginning, in order to fear that the two factions will target Shuangcheng, Wen Yiming is grateful to Meng Wuregret for vigorously defending Shuangcheng this time, and wrote down this favor.

In the afternoon competition, Wen Yiming believed that Long Xiuzhu and others would be present to observe, and the news he overheard last night was that Qin Guihai sent an elite to test himself, Qin Guihai's expression at that time was very depressed, it can be seen that he colluded with the altar, his status was not high, and he did not dare to resist the proposal of sacrificing his disciples.

After lunch, the square was full, except for the sentry and the disciples of the Mountain Gate, everyone was in place, in order to see the demeanor of Senior Brother Wen, of course, more importantly, to see how Qin Guihai and Wu Ming's noses were crooked, the scene of the corpse of the head made them want to play it back, and they wanted to see Senior Brother Wen pointing at those faces like scolding his grandson, extremely happy, they felt that there was nothing more relieving than this.

In yesterday's battle, Wen Yiming only fought a battle, and the morale of the people of Shuangchengmen was restored to the peak, and his prestige was unparalleled for a while, and even many deacons and elders clapped their hands in the middle of the night.

Of course, today's Shuangchengmen people don't look at each other, as if they have been beaten with chicken blood, in fact, their eye circles are a little black, they haven't slept well all night, they have been in high spirits, and their energy is too much consumed, which is better than going to Yihong Courtyard in Mingyang City.

The dragon soul had already arrived, Wen Yiming did not appear until it was close to the time of the competition, and the vivid image of black clothes and white hair appeared, he found Long Xiuzhu's figure from the Qingyun Fort war zone at a glance, and he was closing his eyes to recuperate, next to Lin Wuru and Ying Daozong, the three of them heard the sound of the audience raising their arms and shouting, and at the same time opened their eyes to look at Wen Yiming, and the battle intent in his eyes soared.

Most of the disguised Dragon Soul members knew Long Xiuzhu, and they knew that the current Long Xiuzhu was definitely not the opponent of the half-step martial artist Wen Yiming, so they were very relieved.

Wen Yiming's face was calm and unwavering, and there was a deep chill in his eyes, and the dragon soul that knew him knew that this was Wen Yiming's murderous intent riot, because the pony was happily rubbing the waist of several girls with his neck beside the fifth autumn girl, and the dragon soul male scolded in his heart, lewd horses!

There is only one person in the Twin Cities today, Wen Yiming!

He sat next to Shu Yilan, calmly looking directly at Qin Guihai on the high platform, this battle is not the end, the battle between the two cities has paid blood and soul, he will not stop there, two hundred years ago, Situ Qianjian killed Qingyun Castle, this history will repeat itself.

It's just that he is no longer alone, and he will not go to the meeting alone!