Chapter 102 What about playing with me?
It is very dangerous and painful for a cultivator to venture into the unknown hidden meridians, and the advantages and disadvantages of the exercises are reflected in the degree of development and utilization of the meridians. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Yun Tian saw that Feng Wuji had entered a critical moment, and immediately took action to help him, all the soul power poured into Feng Wuji's body, and all the meridians in his body were clear to him at a glance, and then, according to his calculations, he began to attack the unknown hidden meridians.
Forcibly impacting the meridians, causing Feng Wuji's blood and qi to surge, a large mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth, and the originally black medicinal liquid began to slowly turn red.
In this case, people have to worry whether Feng Wuji will bleed too much and die.
Of course, this kind of hard impact, that kind of inhuman pain, also made all the green tendons in Feng Wuji's body deeply bulge, the whole muscle was tense, like a steel plate, and the whole face was even more pale, without a trace of blood.
Feng Wuji wanted to roar in pain, but his throat surged violently, but he couldn't make a sound, and the whole person was directly out of control.
Yun Tian obviously understood Feng Wuji's situation very well, but he didn't dare to have the slightest greed for merit, and the experience of the previous two times told him that he must be careful and careful.
"Mowgli boy, just bear with it again! As long as you survive this, a better life beckons to you. After speaking, Yuntian's spiritual power rose again, and the hidden meridians were forcibly broken.
At the same time, Feng Wuji bit his lip vigorously, he was afraid that he would faint in pain if he was not careful, and the impact meridian would be useless.
"Hold on to ・・・・・・"
Yuntian suddenly burst into a snort, waking up Feng Wuji, who was about to hold on and fall into a coma.
"Boy, you must hold on, it's still a little bit, just a little bit."
Feng Wuji strengthened his spirits, nodded imperceptibly, and his lips were bitten by him and blood flowed out.
Time passed bit by bit in an extremely quiet and nervous state, and finally, Feng Wuji let go of his clenched lips, and his whole body seemed to no longer belong to him, and the whole person collapsed.
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Feng Wuji changed three barrels of liquid medicine, and each time the viscous and pitch-black liquid liquid was soaked in it, it immediately turned into transparent clear water, which also made Yun Tian nod secretly.
Not to mention anything else, the speed at which Feng Wuji absorbs medicinal power is also incomparable to ordinary people.
After some healing and recovery, Feng Wuji was finally able to jump around again, and then, he immediately sat cross-legged on the bed and began to run the Soul Treasure Book, marching towards those meridians that were rushing.
The spiritual power passed unimpeded, and passed, and passed, and circled, and circled・・・・・
It took eighteen laps, but ・・・・・・
Feng Wuji suddenly closed his efforts, opened his eyes, and said with a serious expression, "Old man, are you sure you really succeeded this time?" No problem? ”
"Of course! This time, I was very serious, very serious about calculating. Yuntian's tone was categorical.
"Of course your sister! What about playing with me? ”
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Is it ・・・・・?"
"Old fellow, don't run, I promise not to kill you・・・・・・"
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"Hehe, you're going to run again? Why don't you run away? Feng Wuji smiled very cheaply, very cheaply.
Yun Tian had a helpless expression on his face, these days, if he asks for help, he is inferior, this stinky boy actually threatens him with spirit wine, is he the kind of person who is threatened? Is it? --The answer is yes.
"Boy, if you have something to say, you think you are smiling so cheaply, I don't know what attention you have, don't you just want to get benefits from me?" Yuntian has no choice but to compromise, otherwise there will be no spirit wine to drink in the future, and it will be the end of the world!
"What? What did you say? Old man, you hurt my heart so much, am I such a person in your eyes? I'm telling you, you underestimate me too much, I'm a pure man who doesn't bend his waist for five buckets of rice. Feng Wuji said awe-inspiringly.
Yun Tian glanced at Feng Wuji, and said disdainfully: "Continue..."
Looking at Yun Tian's expression that I had already seen through you, Feng Wuji smiled wryly, and said: "Okay, okay, I admit it, I am despicable, shameless, obscene, filthy, and insatiable, but you are not bad, and you are still picking a dime, if you don't give it to me today, I will say goodbye to you in the future." ”
Looking at Feng Wuji's appearance of a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, what can you do with me, Yun Tian really regretted it, how could he accept such an apprentice with no lower limit, it was exactly the same as him.
"Say it! Want something? Don't tell it's a spirit stone! Although Yun Tian had a bitter and bitter look on his face, gritting his teeth, his heart was still beautiful, and he was born to be the heir of his own sect, and he had not yet started to teach, he was already so awesome, and over time, he could definitely be better than the blue.
Feng Wuji had already laughed in his heart, and finally pulled back a game, let you steal my spirit wine, and let you 'torture' me three times and twice, now Feng Shui will take turns.
"It's nothing, it's just a heaven-level garbage spell that you often talk about." Feng Wuji doesn't look embarrassed for you, I'm just ordering garbage.
Yun Tian didn't think about it, turned his head and walked out.
Feng Wuji snorted disdainfully, and muttered to himself: "Level 1 2 pot head, 2 level 2 pot head, 3 level 2 pot head, 4 level 2 pot head, 5 level 2 pot head, 6th level 2 pot head, level 7 ・・・・・・ Hey, old man, why are you back, I haven't finished talking yet!" ”
Yun Tian glared at Feng Wuji fiercely and said, "Change conditions." ”
Feng Wuji didn't look at Yuntian, as if he hadn't heard it, and still said to himself: "New recipe, new taste, spirit wine stuffy donkey." ”
Yun Tian was defeated in an instant, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Count you ruthless." "Hmph, boy, don't be complacent, next time Lao Tzu will definitely find the field, let's play slowly."
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In the end, Yun Tian was unable to stop the offensive of Feng Wuji Spirit Wine, he threw the heaven-level spell to Feng Wuji with great pain, and after scolding, he immediately began to take revenge on Feng Wuji, and issued a task to him: Within two years, Feng Wuji must go to the Immortal Dao Sect to defeat the heir of the Immortal Dao Sect Master, and in front of the Immortal Dao Sect Master, loudly declare that Feng Wuji is his disciple.
In just two years, let yourself challenge the heir of the Immortal Dao Sect Master, this is the standard rhythm of death.
However, he knew that this matter was imperative, and he didn't dare to disobey the task that the old man issued seriously, although he was giggling on weekdays, he didn't look big or small, if he really wanted something, he was absolutely unambiguous, and now the only thing that made him a little curious was, how did the sect master of the Immortal Dao Sect provoke the old man?