Chapter 397: Eccentric Ibud
Shen Qi originally thought that the reason why Jiang Wuyan suddenly fainted was most likely caused by the torture and torture he had received for several days in a row.
Although Jiang Renbao helped him open all the blocked acupuncture points, he also gave him Yangyuan Dan to consolidate his internal breath.
But both men overlooked one thing.
The reason why Jiang Wuyan was able to come out of his body was covered in injuries.
With a completely inhuman willpower.
However, no matter how strong the willpower is, there will be a limit, and Jiang Wuyan's situation at this time should be that there is something wrong with some part of his brain.
However, when Shen Ke and Mu Ziyu squatted down to investigate for a moment, five of Jiang Wuyan's seven orifices began to slowly ooze blood.
This is completely different from Shen Qi's expectations.
Obviously, Jiang Wuyan didn't faint because of his own reasons.
"Who could it be?"
Shen Qi looked up, and all the people in his eyes were monks, and there were also many people who could quietly and secretly move hands on Jiang Wuyan without making a move.
Moreover, at this time, many people have already focused their eyes on their own direction.
If you want to find the culprit, it is difficult to reach the sky.
Shen Ke glanced at Mu Ziyu, and then seemed to think of something, and hurriedly said to Mu Ziyu: "My heartbeat hasn't stopped yet, maybe I can still be saved!" I have a friend who is a Dan craftsman, he should still be in Black Dragon City, I called him over! Don't tell Jiang Renbao first, he is under attack on his back and can't be distracted." If you're not careful, you're likely to be hit hard!"
As he spoke, Shen Qi took out a thin black bamboo tube, and then urged his spiritual power to force it into the air.
One end of the bamboo tube flew out with a bang, and when it reached the air, it exploded on its own, and brilliant fireworks appeared.
The fireworks persisted for a long time, and finally revealed three words.
"Ibrad! He knows Ibrad!"
"What a weirdo today! I didn't expect anyone to be willing to be friends with a scum like Ibud!"
"What's wrong with Ibud?
Some people know this name, and naturally some people don't know this name.
"I'll go, you've never heard of this kind of scum!"
"Talk, talk!"
Someone's attention has been caught by this sudden novelty.
For a while, some of the children of the Six Continents who had lower peripheral cultivation came to be interested.
"His medical skills are really good, and he is really good at alchemy! I heard that more than a hundred years ago, when he was just a little famous, he was favored by the Tianlan Chamber of Commerce, and recruited him to teach within the Chamber of Commerce!
"Ahh
"Yes, but I heard that the Wind and Thunder Ancestor did not pursue it after learning about this incident at that time, but chose to turn a blind eye! ”
The narrator spoke with the appearance that he knew a lot of the inside story, and put on a look of great hatred for Ibrad.
"Alas... So many beautiful girls... He's all in trouble!"
"It's been more than a hundred years ago, and it has nothing to do with you, why do you have such an expression?" someone asked.
I saw that the person who explained suddenly looked around rather mysteriously, and then took out a blue book from his bosom, on which were written the words "Water Lily Atlas".
"It's because more than a hundred years have passed, so he can't remember some of the contents, so the contents of these books can't be completed! It's a pity!" said the explainer, shoving the book in his hand into the hand of the man who came before him.
The man glanced curiously at the narrator, then at the featureless cover.
Looking at the title of the book, it seems that it should be an atlas of lotus flowers.
However, when he casually opened a page and saw the contents on it, a stream of heat suddenly erupted from his nose.
He hurriedly closed the book and looked at his fellow senior sister who was already blushing on one side like a thief.
"How's it going?" the narrator looked at each other with a smug expression.
After wiping away the nosebleed, the man said righteously: "How can our monks be affected by such filthy things? So, don't even think about taking it back. Hmph, warn you, get away from me, I despise such filthy people as you above all!"
As he spoke, he snatched the basic book that the narrator was still holding and put it in the storage bag.
But at this moment, the narrator felt something burrow into his cuff.
Seeing this, the woman next to her nodded with satisfaction and agreed: "What the senior brother said is very true, this thing should be destroyed!
The narrator first weighed the weight of the object in his hand, and then said with a crying expression: "It's gone, it's really gone!
"Senior sister, forgive him for not daring to hide it privately! There are many people here, and I plan to go to a hidden place to destroy this book. Do you want to come with me?"
Senior Sister thought for a while, looked at the people who were inseparable from the battle, and finally nodded in response: "This is not something that those of us with lowly cultivation can interfere with, and it won't make any difference for me to stay here, and the master didn't come, so it's better to go with the junior brother!"
The junior brother looked overjoyed, but quickly calmed down again, "Senior sister, let's go!"
The narrator happily looked at the two who had left, spread out his hand and looked at a medium-grade spirit stone in his hand, smiled with satisfaction, and walked towards the crowd at the same time.
"Borrowed, borrowed, borrowed!"
While walking through the crowd, the narrator did not forget to promote the "Water Lily Atlas" that had been added again in his hand.
Some put it away quietly, and some threw the book directly in the narrator's face.
In this regard, the narrator didn't mind, and walked through the crowd with a flattering look and came to Shen Ke's side.
"Check out the latest atlas?"
As he spoke, he handed the book to Shen Qi.
Shen Qi was stunned for a moment, but after smelling the smell on the other party's body, he didn't say anything more and took the book that was handed over.
Mu Ziyu looked stunned, because the moment the other party handed the book to Shen Qi's hand, she saw several silver needles shooting out of the comer's hand and inserting them into Jiang Wuyan's head, and a small circle of qi could be seen around each silver needle.
"A piece of medium-grade spirit stones!"
As the narrator spoke, he stretched out his other hand and spread it out in front of Shen Qi.
Although Shen Qi was reluctant, he didn't talk nonsense at this time, and directly took out a piece of medium-grade spirit stone from the storage bag and put it in the narrator's hand.
"What the hell are these two people doing?" Mu Ziyu said secretly in his heart, "Could it be that he is Ibde?"
"It's been updated, just look at it, and strive to maintain quality!"
The narrator laughed, and the moment he retrieved the spirit stone, all the silver needles had flown into his hands.
All of this is done in one go, and in the eyes of others, it is just a sign of a successful book.
Shen Ke had a dark face, and spat at the narrator who had re-entered the crowd, and then opened the book and saw that his eyes were dizzy with anger.
The sword qi in his hand burst out, instantly cutting the book in his hand into pieces.
"Who is he?" Mu Ziyu had been observing Jiang Wuyan's physical signs, and at this time he found that it was indeed much better than just now, and the blood in the five orifices had stopped.
Shen Qi nodded silently.
"What kind of book did he give you, and what did that last sentence mean?" Mu Ziyu asked curiously.
Shen Ke said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter what kind of book the book is. The important thing is the last sentence, where he says he has done his best. It seems that Uncle Jiang's problem is still a bit serious! Is he not even sure that he can be cured?"
When Mu Ziyu heard this, he looked at Jiang Wuyan, who was lying down, and then looked at Jiang Renbao, who was already fighting.
The heart was clenched.