The man slashed his hands on the stick, and the blood on his hands immediately gushed like pillars. At the same time, a new stream of pure aura began to be injected into his body. This is the breath that he left on it when he used the stick, and now he has taken it back at such a painful price, just to strike at Li Wan desperately!

The moment he received his true qi, his essence blood began to burn. A stick hit the original form of the divine consciousness that had been fully formed, exhausting all his strength, and actually directly shattered Xia Fanxing's divine consciousness, making Xia Fanxing take a step back at the same time, feeling a violent dizziness.

The man gave a sinister smile. With the last shred of strength, he pulled the dagger from his waist and suddenly roared, the voice was terrible and strange, like the cry of an ape. Then he jumped up, but unfortunately he didn't jump too high, and the whole person smashed heavily on Li Wan's leg, causing the dagger to only slash on the five fingers of Li Wan's right hand, but obviously using all his strength. Xia Fanxing could clearly hear that the sound of bone cracking broke out three times.

However, at the same time as the dagger shattered Li Wan's three phalanges, the prince, who had recovered his senses, also pulled out the hidden weapon he was carrying from his waist in an instant, and wiped the killer's throat heavily. Blood gushed in an instant, and both the killer and the prince let out a wail that they could endure but could not bear.

Li Wan's eyes were red, and his right hand was somehow clenched into a fist, as if it would fall apart as soon as he let go. With the other hand, he used a hidden weapon to stab the hideous-looking killer who was trying to breathe a few times, jumped up at once, and kicked him fiercely. The prince had lost his mind under the severe pain, and vented his anger frantically at the killer's remnant body that was only hanging on his breath, and kicked him into the path behind the dark alley, and took a few steps back before he closed his eyes and slowly sat down with an extremely painful expression.

The pain then spread throughout the body. Ten fingers connected to his heart, Li Wan only felt the pain in his hand like grasping coals, his eyes were dark, and he fainted.

Xia Fanxing saw Li Wan sitting down, and ran to him as soon as possible. Forcefully tore off the cuffs and hurriedly bandaged the scars on his hands to stop the bleeding, and neatly carried Li Wan to his shoulders. Suddenly thinking of something, I looked back like a fire, but saw that the killer had climbed to the river with his last breath, holding a large rock in both hands. The last glance glanced at Xia Fanxing, who seemed to be full of unwillingness, and threw himself into the river.

"Damn!" Xia Fanxing scolded in his heart. This person was mediocre, the lights were weak just now, and the fight was extremely fierce, and he didn't see his appearance clearly at all. The river was so turbulent that he chose to commit suicide by throwing himself into the river, and he would definitely not even find his body! What kind of person is this, he can be so cruel to himself!

However, the top priority must be to treat Li Wan, who has passed out, to his injuries!

Xia Fanxing is unfamiliar with life, and his physical strength is almost overdrawn. planned to carry Li Wan on his back, walk out of the dark alley, and return to the hotel the same way first. But as soon as he took a few steps, a cool breeze blew, and Li Wan on his back suddenly moved, as if he was a little sober. His weak and slight voice sounded in Xia Fanxing's ears,

"Summer... Summer... Ahem, don't go back to the hotel, listen to me, go directly to the people who planted the sea..."

Xia Fanxing thought about it, and also found that going back to the hotel was not the best and safest measure. But isn't it dangerous to go to the Taoist temple where the sea is planted? You know, the cause of all this is because of his invitation!

"Listen to me... Listen to me. Planting the sea, this person, I know... Now go to his side, nothing will happen... And, ahem, let him heal me..."

"That..."

"I only know that it is the west of the city, the west of the city and the cloud weaving Taoist temple... It shouldn't be far away... You want to find a way to ask for directions, and everyone in the Lishui area knows the view of weaving clouds. Please, be sure to... Ahem... It hurts..."

Li Wan finished speaking, and then lay on Xia Fanxing's back without a sound, and fell into a coma.

Xia Fanxing sighed, tightened Li Wan on his back, and walked out slowly.

......

In the middle of the night.

Xia Fanxing panted and carried Li Wan on his back, and it took a long detour to get out of the dim alley. I didn't expect that as soon as I walked out, I was faced with a spacious bridge. The river below is very fast. The Lishui River runs through Liyang County, and there are eight major tributaries, collectively known as Jiuli.

In the Lishui area, due to the wet and cold weather, the wine culture has flourished since ancient times. It is also said that the word "Li" is a different spelling of the word "Li", which means mellow sweet wine. No one in Jiuli does not like to drink, and he likes spicy food, and he is full of pride. There were many boats, large and small, moored under the bridge, and in the middle of the night there were some drunkards who leaned on the river and got drunk, holding wine gourds in their hands, and poured on the boats.

Xia Fanxing raised his head from the scene of fishing fires lit on the river, thinking about how to find the weaving cloud view. Soon he heard some noise from the fishing boat below, and pulled it into Li Wan's pocket, and took out a piece of broken silver, which still weighed a lot in his hand. He gritted his teeth, threw it into a boat with some heartache, and shouted, "Big brother, may I ask how to get to the Weaving Cloud Daoist Temple!"

After a while, there was the sound of footsteps stepping on a boat below. Soon a young fisherman with the smell of wine climbed up to the bridge and saw him carrying a richly dressed and bloody man on his back. He shook his hand in a friendly manner and handed over the bottle in his hand. Xia Fanxing shook his head, the young fisherman said a few words in his ear, and Xia Fanxing realized that the Weaving Cloud View was already so close.

thanked him, but saw that the young man stuffed the broken silver back into his hand, pointed at Li Wan on his back, patted his Xia Fanxing on the shoulder, and said in a thick voice, "Hurry up and find the head of the sea path, there is no injury that he can't heal!"

The fisherman jumped down and landed safely onto the boat.

The corners of Xia Fanxing's mouth, which was still stained with blood, also showed a faint smile at this time.

A quarter of an hour later.

The Weaving Cloud View is actually just behind a section of high wall on the other side of the bridge. That section of the high wall is very long, and it is also part of the Taoist temple, and there is a heavy fog on the river tonight, so Xia Fanxing did not notice.

As soon as he walked to the door of the Taoist Temple, several apprentice disciples wanted to stop him, but Xia Fanxing glanced at Li Wan, who was unconscious on his back, in embarrassment. The disciples glanced at each other, and one of them said to him, "This fate master's injuries have stabilized. The Guan Master is meditating in the Zhenwu Palace, and the gentleman can go to the Laojun Hall to find the Hu Medicine Master and the Danji Dao Chief to heal the wounds. ”

Xia Fanxing thanked him and walked into the spacious and magnificent Taoist temple. Walking a few steps on the secluded corridor, I was sighing at the environment of this secular Taoist temple when I heard a hurried footstep that broke into the tranquility of the Taoist temple.

A small, gray-haired old man, with two white whiskers hanging down his chin and shoulders, was pacing anxiously in a gazebo in the view. There is no such calmness and calmness as the disciples of Taoism have always been.

And in the entire Taoist temple, it seems that there are no disciples outside except him. Xia Fanxing was suddenly curious, and was about to ask where the old monarch's palace was, so he carried Li Wan carefully to the pavilion and said softly, "Senior, may I ask ......?"

"Go, go, didn't you say, there's no hurry... This... This is Li Daoyou?! Why did it hurt like this... Lord, you are his personal guard, hurry up and follow me to the True Martial Palace!"

Xia Fanxing understood, and the one who was anxiously pacing in the pavilion was the person who was weaving clouds and observing the main species of Haidao. Listening to the tone of his voice, I didn't expect it to be such a straight old man. But at the same time, there were also a lot of doubts—why did the person sent by the sea disappear halfway? What does the bloody battle just now have to do with the Weaving Cloud Temple? Why did the Lord of One View pacing anxiously here?

However, the attitude of the people of Tankaidao towards Li Wan was very good, and with a light turn of his fingers, he transferred Li Wan from Xia Fanxing's shoulder to his back and walked with him on his back. In addition, Xia Fanxing didn't know anything about the people of Liyang, so he put his doubts in his stomach.

The area of the Weaving Cloud Temple is spacious, and there is a considerable distance to the Zhenwu Palace. When he followed the sea, Xia Fanxing told him all the fighting that had just happened. The more he listened to the unsightly face of the Tankaido people, the more frightened he became, and he kept saying, "Alas, blame me, blame me..."

"It must have come from the Dao Gang below. Hearsay said some, and he really dared to do such a thing. Do you want Lao Tzu's Zhiyunguan to accompany him to the funeral!" After hearing this, the people who planted the sea complained as they walked, and stepped heavily on the ground.

"Lord, this incident is really an accident. Specifically, I will talk to the two of you after the poor road wakes up the prince. It's all poor and lax discipline, and the Taoist gang below actually dares to make a move against His Royal Highness. But you have to help me say a few good words later, I really didn't send someone to do this!"

Xia Fanxing looked at the indignant expressions of the people of the Sea Dao, and thought to himself that this old man, as the master of one view, was really unshelf-worthy. Listening to his statement, it is estimated that some folk Taoist gangs in Liyang belong to the management of Zhiyunguan, but they made such a fuss on their own initiative. The purpose is that it must have something to do with Najiwen.

After walking with the sea for a while, a magnificent hall appeared in the distance, and the area was larger than the few encounters before. This pomp, Xia Fanxing thought to himself, and some third-rate sects are almost the same.

In front of the main hall was a forest, but he could clearly feel a fluctuation of aura in it. It's even more obvious when you get closer. This made him take a closer look and found that the trees here were arranged very regularly and did not grow together. I don't know when, the planter has already walked to the front of the woods, respectfully carrying Li Wan, and wants to go back to heal him in a hurry.

Xia Fanxing's curiosity was aroused by this forest. When I approached a tall ancient tree, I found that there was a tablet standing under the tree, and only two big words were written, "Lu Shi".

There was a deep sword mark on the trunk of the ancient wood, and the rest of it was smooth and flat. This sword mark exuded a fierce aura. But in the next moment, Xia Fanxing's keen sensibility felt a slight change in the aura within the sword marks, and it was weakening. So, are these trees healing themselves?

Presumably, these trees must be spiritual wood, not inferior wood. Thinking of this, Xia Fanxing suddenly figured out what this might be. It should be a place for disciples in the Taoist temple to practice swords. They use these spirit woods for practice, and they heal themselves at night. Xia Fanxing touched the trees and was surprised to find that the wood was extremely hard.

Surprised, Xia Fanxing took a few more steps and found that there was a tree in front of him that was not very tall, but the surrounding was the most spacious, as if all the other trees were avoiding it.

The stone tablet below is written as a "Wu".

There are five sword marks on the main trunk that exude a fierce sword aura. In this sword mark that was much deeper than before, there was also a trace of aura that made him feel very familiar, only a little, very subtle, it seemed to be the feeling of the Seven Killing Star Qi!

Xia Fanxing suddenly felt that the arrangement of these five sword marks had a certain pattern. But what exactly is the law, he feels confused.

He slowly took another step forward, and suddenly there was a change in his surroundings.

There was a sudden flash of blue light around the tree, just a moment, a subtle blue light. But it was captured by Xia Fanxing. And the moment he felt the blue light, it was like being in a formation that had been laid out for a long time, which made him instinctively shudder, and turned around suddenly, only to find that there was nothing behind him.

Xia Fanxing pulled out the Yuqing Stone Spirit Sword and pursed his lips nervously. "Just now, it seems that there is a little light here...", he tried to recall the blue light he had just felt, took two steps back, luck, and plunged his sword into the hard soil behind him. This time, the blue light shone again for a moment, but Xia Fanxing felt it more obviously.

"Is this, is it a sword formation? The power has not yet receded? In this ordinary Taoist temple, how did it come to be so strong in swordsmanship, luck and sword, into the wood for three points, for a long time!"

Xia Fanxing looked at the Yuqing Stone Spirit Sword in his hand, and remembered the miraculous effect of making people's bodies and minds clear when it was fighting in the alley just now. Hold it in your hand and flick the blade of the sword with your other hand.

In an instant, he felt his whole body tremble, his eyes seemed to be able to see through the scene from 10,000 meters away, and his consciousness became extraordinarily clear. Xia Fanxing slowly raised his head and looked at the five sword marks on the trunk again. Xu is sword practitioner has profound skills, and these five sword marks have not receded for a long time, allowing Xia Fanxing to observe at will.

He didn't notice that a tiny blink of white and cyan appeared in his eyes at this time.

What appeared in his incomparably sharp eyes at this moment was not just the five sword marks on the surface.