Yi Chaosheng found the phoenix herb on the island, this kind of grass is compatible with poisonous gas, Yanli boiled the grass into medicine with Shending, and fed Yun Tianlang, Ling Weihan and Nan Zhixuan to take it, and at dawn the next day, everyone finally returned to normal.

Yun Tianlang said excitedly: "It's the second day, can we go to Death Ze to find a scholar with all kinds of diseases?" ”

He originally thought that this proposal might not be agreed, but Ling Shengxue quickly agreed.

"Okay, but I'll go with you."

"I'll go with you, too." Yanli stood up.

Ling Shengxue said: "Okay, the three of us will go, and the others will stay here and don't mess around anymore." ”

Yi Chaosheng crossed his arms: "Don't worry, we are waiting for you here." ”

"Shall we go to Deathze?" Yun Tianlang asked.

"No, since the ill scholar will come back, we will go to his cabin and wait for him." Lingsheng Snow Road.

The three of them came to a wooden house in the middle of nowhere.

Pushing open the door, there was a large steaming wooden barrel inside, and a wizened man sat in the middle of the steam.

"You're a scholar of all diseases?" Yun Tianlang asked. His heart couldn't help but beat faster, and his eyes were fixed on the man in the water.

The man in the bucket opened his cloudy eyes, and also looked at Yun Tianlang, and after half a sound, he said, "Are you?" ”

Yun Tianlang's heart beat like thunder, he forcibly suppressed his trembling voice, and after waiting for seven years, he finally found this person: "My name is Yun Tianlang, and I am the apprentice of the iron-faced god who catches the righteous sword Liu Zhengyi!" Do you know where my master is? ”

"Liu Zhengyi ......" The hoarse voice repeated slowly, and suddenly, the man grabbed a cloth towel and wrapped it around his lower body, jumped up from the water, splashed everywhere, and slapped his palm towards Yun Tianlang.

Ling Shengxue blocked Yun Tianlang and took out his sword, and Yinyue made a move, forcing each other. Suddenly, the whirlpool of light wheels struck back, and the ill scholar was knocked back into the barrel.

He gasped for breath and took a moment to calm down.

"Shaoxia is such a good kung fu, I don't know who he is?"

"I am Ling Shengxue, the eldest disciple of Songqiao Zhenren of Yuxu Mountain, and I am also the right imperial history platform of Dali Temple."

"Hehe......" The ill scholar slowly crawled out of the bucket, and slowly put on his clothes, looking at his sick appearance, he couldn't imagine his agility just now. I didn't expect that Song Qiao Zhenren, who didn't ask about the world, actually taught a disciple who was an official. ”

"Although Master cultivates in the mountains, he has never been born, and the rivers and lakes have not been calm for a day, and his old man cannot feel at ease for a day."

The scholar of all diseases fastened his belt and slowly walked in front of him: "I am already on the island of annihilation, and my life is worse than a dead man. What else do you want? Otherwise, kill me. ”

Yun Tianlang hurriedly said: "Whoever wants to kill you, you just need to tell us the whereabouts of my master Liu Zhengyi!" ”

The scholar suddenly sneered twice: "I can only tell you one thing, you, you will never be able to practice superior martial arts, you will not be able to be a hero, give up your dream of being a chivalrous man, and go home with peace of mind." ”

"What do you mean?" Yun Tianlang felt a chill behind him.

"There is a Gu in your body called Hunger Gu, which is not harmful to an ordinary person, but if it is a person who practices the martial arts, it will devour your internal strength."

"Hungry Gu?"

"That's right, it lives by devouring the internal power of martial arts practitioners, and it can't eat enough endlessly, so it's called a hungry Gu."

"It can't be!" Yun Tianlang shook his head in disbelief, "I'm just mediocre in martial arts because I didn't have the master to teach me the last three most powerful sword techniques, as long as I find the master......"

"Do you really believe that's the reason? Have you practiced any other martial arts? The ill scholar asked rhetorically.

"Nope!"