"The kid has a lot of personality!" Bian Que looked at his masterpiece and said with a smile.

"Remember to help me restore!" Only one head remains, and the rest of his limbs and body have been cut out for study. I really don't know how Bian Que did it, so he didn't die.

"It may be a little difficult, but don't worry, I will never spell it back for you, have you forgotten Xingtian Dance? You're ready to get the corpse up, do you think I'm going to make trouble for myself to help you fight back? Bian Que said with a smile. His hand did not stop, and he grabbed Wuchenzi's heart and put it in front of his eyes, so that he could watch his heart beat.

"It's really dirty, I'll just say, you Taoists don't have dirty hearts!" Bian Que said.

"Why don't you wash it?" Wuchenzi said without love. It's wrong, my heart is beating in other people's hands.

"Yes, do you think it's better to wash it with mercury or to use gold water?" Bian Que said with a smile, this Taoist disciple is very interesting, his heart has been dug out by himself, and he can still talk and laugh with himself.

"I think it's best to use locust wood juice, so it's easier to pick up the corpse." Wuchenzi said.

Liezi came over to take a look, but fortunately pulled the flame spirit Ji away, otherwise this scene could not be said to be bloody.

Have you ever seen a coffin with only one head, and then the human skin is hung on locust wood to dry, and the limbs are placed randomly like pork stalls, and a bunch of internal organs are hung on a tree and swinged?

"Are you sure he won't die?" Liezi looked at Bian Que and asked with some concern.

"I can't die, but you disciple seems to have a bit of a problem with his brain, and he can still discuss food with me." Bian Que pointed to his head and said.

"Can you still talk about food?" Did Liezi say that he had missed something? Discuss gastronomy in such a place? Who can still have an appetite.

"That's why I said he might have a problem here." Bian Que pointed to his head again.

The old man has been practicing medicine for many years, and it is the first time he has met such a person. What is calmly facing life and death, compared to this goods, it is simply pediatric.

"Did you come up with anything?" Liezi asked.

"Well, I forgot to talk to him." Bian Que suddenly reacted, he was having fun, and he had done a lot of experiments that he didn't dare to do before, and he forgot what he was here for.

"That's fine, you go on." Liezi didn't want to care about these two non-humans, he was a little cautious when he saw this kind of scene, anyway, if he couldn't die, it would be fine.

"Don't say you're just using me for an experiment you didn't dare to do before!" Dustless also heard their conversation.

"Who told you to talk to me all the time, I forgot about it." Bian Que threw the pot directly.

"You continue!" Wuchenzi said that if it weren't for Lao Tzu who only had one head left now, he would definitely jump up and kill you. People are under the eaves, and they can't bow their heads. No, the head is in the coffin, so I have to admit it.

"There are still some discoveries, come on, come on, look at your body." Bian Que grabbed him by the hair and took his head out of the coffin.

Wuchenzi saw that his body was actually dismantled like this, and he threw it on the banana leaves at will, and the whole person was not good in an instant. No wonder Master Liezi ran so fast, who could stand this kind of scene.

"Come on, come on, look at your skin first." Bian Que carried his head under a tree and made him look at his dried skin.

"You see, your skin is different from that of ordinary people, and normal cultivators gather their vitality and transform it into internal force through breathing and breathing. You are different, you absorb the vitality of heaven and earth by yourself through your skin. Bian Que said.

"After the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi passes through your skin, it enters your Eight Wonder Meridians, you see this." Bian Que carried his head to a patchwork of human meridians.

"After the vitality enters your meridians, it will help you strengthen your meridians by itself, so your meridians are thicker than ordinary people, and they are more resilient, you see." Bian Que said something to stretch a meridian and pull it like a rubber band.

Wuchenzi has a cold face, just say it, why are you pulling my meridians, I don't know if it hurts!

"Ordinary people will store their vitality in the dantian, and you will be powerful, and your internal force is stored in the whole body, including your muscles. You see, it's as elastic as beef, and it probably tastes similar to beef, so why don't we take a piece and cook it? Bian Que rubbed the muscles that had been removed again.

“。。。。。。” Wuchenzi doesn't want to talk anymore, obviously his head has been cut out, why can he still feel the pain in his body!

"Then it's your internal organs, look at it, the strangest thing is that your whole body is full of yuan power, but your five internal organs don't have a trace of yuan power." Bian Que said, then fell into thought, threw his head into the coffin, and began to think.

"Can you, help me turn my head and let me see the beauty of the world." Wuchenzi's eyes were dark, his face was down, and he couldn't see anything.

"Okay." Bian Que didn't look at him, and with a wave of his hand, he tied his hair to the locust tree and swinged, fluttering in the wind.

"Why don't you ask me how I succeeded in cultivating the Tao Sutra?" Wuchenzi drifted with the wind for a while, feeling a little bored, and turned his head to look at Bian Que with the help of the wind.

"Don't look at me like that, don't you know it's scary to look faceless?" Bian Que was also a little frightened.

"I'm a healer, I only study the structure of the body, the Tao Sutra, and I only practice the student scroll and the wood scroll." Bian Que said.

"Don't bother me, go on the swing by yourself." Bian Que looked at his internal organs and said.

Wuchenzi shut up, and when it hurts a lot, he becomes numb, so he tosses it as he wants, looking at the scenery around him with two eyes, and he is so bored. But the head swing is really a different flavor.

"Why don't you speak?" Bian Que also felt that it was too quiet, the point was that this kid had planted so many locust trees here, it was really a bit eerie.

"It hurts, I don't want to talk." Wuchenzi said.

"I thought you weren't hurting." Bian Que said with a smile, there is still someone who is more comfortable to speak.

"The feeling of being skinned in your own affairs." Wuchenzi said.

"I've never skinned people because I know it hurts." Bian Que said.

"How many human skins have you peeled, so fast!" Wuchenzi asked curiously, Bian Que helped him peel the skin, and it was done in less than two minutes, he was definitely a professional-level veteran.

"You are the first man, and the other pigs and sheep are eight hundred, if not a thousand." Bian Que said.

"You're better at flaying than a cow." Bian Que added.

"How did you do it, you stripped me like this, I didn't die." Wuchenzi is even more curious about this.

"Because I am cultivating the scroll of life, I have been using the power of life to lock your vitality." Bian Que said.

"And how did you die?" Wuchenzi asked, living people can lock their lives, why can't they lock their own.

"I'm tired of living, I've lived for more than 90 years, and I'm really bored, so I found a place to bury myself." Bian Que replied. I'll tell you it's because I'm too old to move and can't lock it up? If you understand the five decays of heaven and man, I really think that there is immortality.

"Where's the burial?" Wuchenzi asked, when Lao Tzu goes out, I will dig up your grave and whip the corpse.

"I forgot, I just found a hill, dug a pit, lay down, covered myself with soil, and died." Bian Que said, sample, you still want to dig me out and whip the corpse, the road you have walked is all the old man playing the remaining routines.

"It's a pity that I didn't have a chance to pay a tribute." Wuchenzi sighed, it's a pity, otherwise you will definitely dig out your bones and soak them in water to wash your feet.

"How long can you stay in the river of time?" Wuchenzi asked again.

"If it has an impact on reality, depending on the scope of the impact, it may be a moment, or it may not be able to stay, but your dream will not have an impact on reality, so there is no problem with stopping for ten or eight years, but it is just the time of the dream." Bian Que said.

"In other words, you can torture me for ten or eight years?" Wuchenzi panicked, ten years and eight years, and he will get tired of swinging his head every day.

"Almost, I'll open your skull when I've studied it thoroughly." Bian Que said.

"It's really going to die!" Wuchenzi said,

"Don't worry about dying, it's just stupid at best, I've had a lot of human heads, although none of them survived, but I dare to guarantee that you can live!" Bian Que continued to study the internal organs and said.

"Not a single one is alive, who gave you the courage to say this, Liang Jingru?" Dustless scolded and complained.