Chapter 173, Seven Kills (Third Update)

Nangong Xingji kowtowed again and again, smashed the ground with a loud bang, and pleaded in a low voice: "I just ask the seniors to help, help the juniors continue to connect the broken meridians in the body, and the juniors will go to the soup and fire in this life, and be a cow and a horse......"

"Enough. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" The middle-aged scribe smiled slightly and said, "Continuing the meridians is just a gesture, but I don't know if you are willing to become my disciple?"

"Brother...... "Nangong Xingji was stunned for a moment, and he didn't seem to have reacted yet.

Nangong Xuan, one of the four Supreme Elders of the Shenxiao Sect, showed a look of surprise on his face when he heard this, and after glaring at Nangong Xingji, he hurriedly scolded: "Stinky boy, why don't you hurry up and apprentice?"

Nangong Xingji suddenly reacted, and immediately felt ecstatic in his heart, and said in a trembling voice: "Disciple Nangong Xingji meets Master!"

"Good!" The middle-aged scribe nodded with a smile and continued, "But ...... For the time being, you can only be a registered disciple, and when you defeat that Li Feng, I will officially accept you as a beginner disciple!"

"Disciple remember!" Nangong Xingji's heartstrings beat wildly, and his face was full of excitement.

The middle-aged scribe glanced at the four Supreme Elders of the Liu Family standing below, and said, "I will stay here for three days, on the one hand, to help him continue the meridians, and on the other hand, to teach him some simple skills, you can leave now." ”

Nangong Xuan hugged his fists and said: "Everything is according to your meaning, everything about this son is entrusted to you." With that, he turned around and left with the other three.

In the forbidden land of the Shenxiao Sect, only Nangong Xingji and the middle-aged scribe were left at this time, and suddenly heard the middle-aged scribe say: "You come here, I will help you continue the meridians, but this process may be very painful, if you can't bear it, just speak." But once you speak, there's no chance of recovery, can you think about it?"

"Disciple understands!" Nangong Xingji showed a hint of ruthlessness and perseverance on his face, and nodded heavily.

"Good!"

The middle-aged scribe showed a satisfied smile, and suddenly shot like lightning, and his ten fingers quickly lit up and down Nangong Xingji's whole body!

A powerful immortal power emanated from the fingertips of the middle-aged scribe, and then penetrated into Nangong Xingji's body, and after a while, the room was filled with the sound of immortal power that broke through the sky, and Nangong Xingji was also stirred by immortal power and flew continuously in the air.

As the invisible immortal power drilled into the body, the meridians in Nangong Xingji's body began to be forcibly connected.

At this moment, the Nangong Star Scar was in great pain, and the blood of the big peng spurted out from the end, and the outside of the body was also filled with blood, as if it was a bloody person.

Although it was extremely painful, Nangong Xingji gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, allowing the middle-aged scribe to continue the meridians for him.

"That's good!" The middle-aged scribe nodded as he waved out a stream of immortal power, and said lightly: "It is worthy of being a disciple of the Shenxiao Sect, and he can endure this kind of pain beyond the limits of the human body, and he can still say nothing." It's just that I don't know if when you recover your cultivation, who will win or lose when you compare with that Li Feng?"

After a stick of incense, the middle-aged scribe suddenly stopped, looked at Nangong Xingji who was lying on the ground without saying a word, and said, "The meridians in your body have been completely repaired now, but whether you can restore your cultivation depends on yourself." ”

Nangong Xingji struggled to get up from the ground and thanked him: "Master's great kindness, the disciple will never dare to forget!"

"Since I have accepted you as a registered disciple, don't say anything more about these lies in the future, I hope you can defeat the Li Feng you said and become my official disciple, and cultivate with me in the future, you must not let me down. After the middle-aged scribe finished speaking, he waved his hand, so that Nangong Xingji immediately began to resume his cultivation.

Nangong Xingji nodded and said, "Please rest assured, the disciple will definitely be able to defeat Li Feng at that time!"

"Okay!" The middle-aged scribe bowed slightly, and his heart suddenly moved, "I'll pass you a set of Seven Killing Killer Knives now." There are a total of seven moves in this seven-killing sword, and each move is more powerful than the other. Seven kills, which means that every step is a killing move, and within the Six Realms, there are very few people who can resist seven steps without being defeated. ”

"Master Xie!" Nangong Xingji was overjoyed in his heart, and began to concentrate on memorizing the Seven Killings Killer Knife told by the middle-aged scribe in his heart.

After a cup of tea, the middle-aged scribe had already finished telling the Seven Kills Killer Knife, and Nangong Xingji also recorded it in his heart word for word.

"Comprehension and perseverance are the best choices, it seems that this trip to the fairy world is worth it! I just don't know what that Li Feng's young man is like?" The middle-aged scribe muttered secretly in his heart, and his heart was even more eager for the battle between Li Feng and Nangong Xingji.

In the forbidden land of the Shenxiao Sect, Nangong Xingji continued to cultivate until the early morning of the second day.

When the sun was rising, a long howl mixed with ecstasy, excitement, and excitement suddenly rose from the forbidden land of the Shenxiao Sect!

Immediately after that, a black figure rose up like a big peng, and after a few ups and downs, it landed on the martial arts training ground in the center of the Shenxiao Sect.

"Big brother!"

When a young man in purple saw the black figure falling from the sky, he suddenly let out an exclamation and hurriedly ran over.

That purple-clothed young man was none other than Nangong Tian, the second son of Emperor Ziwei!

Nangong Xingji's face could not hide the look of ecstasy, and said with a smile: "Second brother." ”

Nangong Tian looked at Nangong Xingji with a confident expression, and said in shock: "Big brother, your cultivation has recovered?"

"That's good!" Nangong Xingji suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and said loudly: "Not only has it recovered, but it has also cultivated to the first-grade Immortal Monarch Realm!"

Nangong Xingji looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Li Feng...... My Nangong Star Mark is here again!"

The birth of Nangong Star Scar made the entire Shenxiao Sect boil, and it was unthinkable that Nangong Star Scar, who had become a waste, had resumed its cultivation in such a short period of time, and it was even more powerful than before!

"Trace!" A voice full of excitement suddenly came from a distance, and then a purple-robed figure rolled from a distance like a violent wind, grabbed Nangong Xingji, and said in a trembling voice: "Trace, your cultivation has really recovered?"

Nangong Xingji nodded and smiled: "Daddy, the child has completely recovered his cultivation, and he is still more refined than before!"

"Great!" Emperor Ziwei was overjoyed, and suddenly said with wings: "Could it be that you have any adventures?"

Nangong Xingji smiled slightly: "The child has already worshipped a peerless master as a teacher, and it was the master who took action to connect the child's broken meridians." ”

"Continuing to break the meridians...... Emperor Ziwei's eyes showed a look of horror, and muttered: "This person is so powerful, who will it be?"

Emperor Ziwei's thoughts suddenly turned, and he looked at Nangong Xingji and said, "You take me to meet this master, and I want to thank him in person." ”

"Not yet, Master said he didn't want to be disturbed. Nangong Xingji shook his head and refused.