Updated: 2013-03-09

Away from the city, in a large villa. At about 5:40 in the morning, the sky was already bright, and against the thin fog in the suburbs, Yoshiki and his party drove here.

Someone had already gotten out of the car and stepped forward to ring the doorbell, and the large iron door with an automatic control device slowly opened, and Yoshiki Kasa, who entered the courtyard of this private villa, was no longer calm. The expression on his face was solemn, with a hint of incomprehension and suspicion. Someone in the villa greeted him, and the two sides whispered a few words, and then under the leadership of this person, they hurried to a quiet room on the third floor where no one was allowed to approach without permission.

The wounded man, Suzuki, was carried along the way, and only three of the Japanese who came to Zhengzhou knew his identity. He, and the young master Kuroki Shunichi, and Mr. Noyama, who came from the mainland to sit in the town.

Buddhist monasteries in Japan, like some of China's ancient temples and temples in the treasure land of Lingshan, have lay disciples or monks waiting to be practiced, such as Junko Kasawara. As the descendants of Chikusa Temple, Suzuki Youichi and Junko Kasawara are both leaders of the younger generation.

Because Qiancao Temple and Wuyin Beichen have had a deep friendship since ancient times. Until now, there are many disciples under the Wuyin Sect who have extraordinary roots and bones who are practicing in Chikusa Temple. For a long time, Qiancao Temple has also sent many Qimen masters who are good at magic to follow the high-level of the Wuyin Beichen Sect, responsible for dealing with some things that can be solved by non-force. However, the existence of these people is a secret, and few people know about it. Those who know the details privately call them shadow guards. It means a bodyguard in the special sense of not seeing, but preserving zài.

Suzuki Youyi and Kasawara Junko were sent by Chikusa Temple to protect the current head of the Kigakuin Kitajin, that is, Kuroki Shunichi's father's shadow guard, and they are also friends who grew up with Kuroki Shunichi. Leaving aside the identity of the master and the shadow guard, the three of them have a very personal relationship. The affection is like that of brothers and sisters of the same ancestry.

Why is Suzuki, who is supposed to be in the country, here? Why haven't I been notified before? Secretly on a mission? Performing a special task and not being able to let yourself know?

Yoshiki Kasa's loyalty to the Fog Hidden Beichen was unquestionable, otherwise he would not have been sent to China to become the helmsman of an important economic force in the entire sect. Even if he had a lot of confusion in his heart, he would not have any, even the slightest suspicion, of the upper echelons of the Misty Beichen, especially the Kuroki family.

He will do his best to live up to the trust of the sect master and the decision-making presbyterian council. If he shouldn't know, he will abide by his duty, take care of his mouth and brain, and don't ask or think. Maybe that's why. That's why he was able to sit in the position of the general agent of Beichen Co., Ltd. in China for more than ten years.

Suzuki's injury was not light, and he was attacked by Tieshan Lean, and the power of this eighth-level secret method was basically completely borne in his body. The powerful destructiveness can be said to be not bad at all. Although the protective layer in the body has been built by itself at the moment when the strength touches the body, as one of the tricks of the eighth-level fist, the power and destructiveness of the mountain are too great. In addition, Jiang Tao at that time basically attacked this move with all his might, so the layer of protection built by Suzuki's right one was like an eggshell, and at the same time, it did not play a role in any protection.

The red spots on the surface of the skin that spread over the entire left half of the body caused by the massive burst of capillaries have turned purplish-red and tend to expand. The displacement of the internal organs and the rupture of some organs are repairing themselves under the slowly flowing spiritual power in the body, but the recovery speed is very slow, and if there is no suitable medicine, it will take at least about three days for him to completely recover.

Strictly speaking, this time limit is not very long. Normally, it may be nothing, but for him at this time, it is extremely difficult to accept a second of delay. The first thing he said when he was taken out of the hotel and got into the car by Yoshiki Kasa was to ask him to come to Mr. Noyama. Only the strong vitality of this head teacher can allow him to recover from his injuries in the shortest possible time, and at the same time, he can also be asked to send someone to rescue Junko Kasahara as soon as possible.

The rest of the people waited outside the door. There were only three people in the quiet room, silver-haired, sitting cross-legged like a clock, and their eyes were open and closed, showing their majesty. Noyama-sensei, who was unusually calm in his posture, Suzuki, who was lying flat in front of him, and Yoshiki Kasa, who was allowed to stay here by exception.

A pill that was green in color, as big as a bean, and had a round and fragrant body made Suzuki's injury stabilize in an instant, and he didn't need to take a big breath when he spoke.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Noyama. For my sake, you have wasted a precious elixir. Thank you. Suzuki, whose face was a little ruddy, slowly sat up straight, touched the ground with his forehead, and thanked him sincerely.

In the rivers and lakes or martial arts, a pure martial artist is inherently weaker than a Qimen master who cultivates Qimen techniques, but it may not be absolute. To put it bluntly, it depends on who compares with whom. With Noyama's current cultivation to the peak of the upper stage of dark energy, he is only one step away from entering the threshold of transforming energy. Even if there are more than a dozen Suzuki with the same cultivation, he is not the opponent of the old teacher in front of him, who is now over seventy years old, so he is a disciple in every word and deed.

"It's a little thing that doesn't matter. The medicine itself is stored for the purpose of curing the sick and healing people. No longer cherish it or not, as long as it works. There is no need to mention this matter in the future. ”

"Yes, Noyama-sensei. Suzuki has another request, so please grant it. Suzuki knelt on his knees with an anxious look and an excited face, his forehead touching the ground. Ask for a great gift.

Noyama-sensei raised his hand and was about to signal him to get up. But Suzuki's right figure did not move, and he still maintained a kneeling posture. The voice became more and more anxious. "Noyama-sensei, please forgive Suzuki for being presumptuous, if you don't agree, I won't get up."

The injury had not healed, and he was too excited, which affected the injury in his body, and he coughed violently a few times, and there were traces of blood stains on the side of his mouth.

"Mr. Suzuki, are you?" Yoshiki, who was kneeling not far away, hurriedly knelt down and wanted to help him up. But Suzuki, whose face was pale, and the green tendons on his forehead and temples were prominent, seemed to grow on the ground, and no matter how Yoshiki pulled and pulled, he didn't move at all. Yoshiki didn't dare to exert too much force, so he had to look at Noyama-sensei with a hopeful and pleading gaze.

"Say, what is it that deserves Suzuki's gaffe to this point? The specific details are unknown, and the old man doesn't even know what's going on, how can he help you? ”

Suzuki raised his head excitedly, and for a moment his speech became stammering. "You, you...... You promised to help me? ”

"Get up and speak, there is no need for disciples with weak knees under the Qiancao Temple."

"Yes, Suzuki lost his temper. But the matter is urgent, and Suzuki and Suzuki can only ask your door for help. "Get up and sit down again. Only then did he say in a deep voice: "Junko has fallen." ”

Mr. Noyama's thick eyebrows furrowed, and his expression changed for the first time. "What's going on? Hasn't Junko been with you all the time? Where did she fall? In whose hands? ”

"Chinese! He fell into the hands of the Chinese, and the other party was two teenagers. Maybe more than two, maybe more. ”

"Two teenagers? hiss...... "Noyama's thick eyebrows tightened again. "How did it work? Let's talk about it in detail. ”

"Yes!"

…….

The process of reshaping the spirit is as complex as a highly skilled and experienced brain surgeon performing a delicate brain surgery on a patient. It's even more dangerous. In the process of the doctor's operation, the experience, the instruments and equipment, and the patient's every aspect can be seen. No matter how dangerous the situation is, it can be dealt with or saved in time.

In the process of reshaping the Yuan Shen, not a single qiē can be seen. It can only rely on mental detection, spiritual control, and feeling. Finally, take full control. During this period, there was not the slightest difference in cuò. And the process of reinvention is irreversible.

Tang Ning is a rookie, and for him, the reshaping of the original spirit is only in theory, and has no practical experience. But he didn't have a choice, in the state of Junko Kasawara, if she didn't rebuild the original god for her, she would have to die. This is something that Downing doesn't want and doesn't want to see.

Theories are theories, after all. He only knew when he actually did it. It's too difficult. It was much more than he had imagined.

The human brain is the most sophisticated and complex tissue in the world. Neurons, nerves, nerve tissue, and hundreds of millions of brain cells form a center that controls the life of the human mind. Knowing the sea is stored in the brain. The original god resides in the sea of knowledge. This thing may be difficult for normal people to understand, because it does not exist in a physical way. Not visible. There is no form, no proof and no space for zài.

But in the eyes of Qimen practitioners who practice Qimen techniques, they are not only existing, but also must be cultivated. Perhaps it is not appropriate to describe it as an object. It seems more appropriate to understand it in the way that another life exists.

Throughout the process of reshaping the Yuan Shen, Tang Ning completely regarded himself as a cold machine. Because he can't have any psychological fluctuations. The mind, the mind, the mind, and the external environment are completely unified with himself. In Taoism, it is an artificially created state of unity between heaven and man, and the effect may not be as exaggerated as the real unity of heaven and man, but it is enough for the current situation.

Another is the consumption of spiritual power, which is still a little worse in the early stage, but in the later stage, the output of spiritual power has almost doubled.

Because the primordial spirit that Junko Kasawara has built up is completely supported by the large amount of spiritual power that Tang Ning continues to output. If the shattered meridians in her body could not recover to the state of automatic operation of spiritual power on their own, Tang Ning would have to continuously maintain the output of spiritual power. If this process is broken, then the reshaping of the Yuan Shen that has consumed countless amounts of his mind, will, spirit, and spiritual power will fail. As a result, Junko Kasawara is still dead!