Zhao Hang glanced at the dead Xing Yingming and exhaled, blood from the corner of his mouth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 As soon as I breathed out, I felt a sharp pain all over my body, especially my left shoulder, which was even more painful.

At the scar mark, the blood flowed endlessly, and the flesh and blood turned out. The sharp knife seemed to have hurt the bones.

Immediately after that, tiredness came up, and my whole body was weak, and it took a lot of effort to breathe, and I wanted to sleep like this.

"It hurts, it hurts. Zhao Hang grinned, "Let's get out of here first." ”

"I seem to have heard Xing Yingming say about ginseng pills, qi condensing pills or something just now, he seems to be practicing qi tricks, and he should have gathered a lot of good things. ”

"Well, go look for it. ”

Zhao Hang dragged his tired, seriously injured body out of the lobby, and the raging fire reflected his resolute face.

After searching for a while in Qisha Village, he found Xing Yingming's bedroom and found two bottles in the bedroom.

One of the bottles contains ginseng, which is full of color, and is made from ginseng that is 100 years or even 1,000 years old. Another bottle turned a milky white oval elixir, exuding a faint aroma that was refreshing.

Zhao Hang touched the milky white oval elixir, inhaled lightly, and a faint fragrance passed through his nose and poured into his heart. Tiredness, pain, seem to be much better.

The true qi in the body, under the traction of this light fragrance, is extremely comfortable.

"What a miraculous elixir. Zhao Hang was amazed, and he couldn't wait to take the whole bottle of pill in one mouth, "This should be the legendary Qi Condensing Pill." ”

Qi Condensing Pill is a low-level elixir in the cultivation realm, which is mainly circulated and purchased among cultivators at the Qi cultivation level.

The elixir that is cheap for cultivators is equivalent to a panacea in the martial arts world. A small Qi Condensation Pill can increase the internal force for ten years, and condense the internal force to further transform into true qi.

Martial arts practice is not the same as practitioner practice.

Cultivators cultivate the true cultivation of the Dao, perceive the aura of heaven and earth, transform into the body, run the formula, and form the true qi. Through True Qi, open up the dragon veins of the human body and become a true cultivator.

Martial artists practice martial arts, practice Sanfu in summer, practice Sanjiu in winter, and practice a strong physique and strong internal strength. The internal force is rough and shallow, and it is very different from the true qi.

Therefore, a martial artist should constantly condense his internal strength, continuously improve his quality, and transform it into true qi, so as to open up the dragon veins of the human body and become a cultivator.

Whether it is martial arts cultivation or true cultivator cultivation, the ultimate goal is to open up the dragon veins and become a true cultivator, ascending to heaven and earth, omnipotent, long-lived, and immortal.

However, for cultivators, the probability of directly comprehending, absorbing, and refining true qi and becoming a true cultivator is far better than that of a martial artist.

Among the martial artists, it is rare to be able to break through the shackles, completely transform the internal force into true qi, open up the dragon veins, and become a cultivator.

"This Qi Condensing Pill is a good thing, but it can't be wasted like this, you have to find a quiet place and cultivate well. ”

Zhao Hang carefully put away the ginseng pill and the Qi Condensing Pill, and searched carefully, looking for some silver tickets. He killed Cangshan County's rich money, and slaughtered the main bookkeeper Fang Yexian and a group of fast catchers, returning to Cangshan County will only cause endless trouble, it is better to leave.

The area around Cangshan Mountain is huge, and Cangshan County is only one of the counties. As long as there are enough silver taels, Dacang Mountain will let Zhao Hang go.

Bang.

Zhao Hang pulled hard, and the copper plum blossom lock shattered.

Open the drawer, and in the drawer are placed this stack of silver tickets, each of which is a thousand taels of tickets. The wealth of Qisha Village can be seen.

Zhao Hang put away a stack of silver tickets, and below the silver tickets was a blue-covered Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon. Underneath the Yellow Emperor's inner canon, a gold-edged book was revealed.

"What is this?"

The Yellow Emperor's internal scripture, Zhao Hang is clear. It is an extremely outstanding medical work on the earth of the blue planet, in ancient China. I don't know if the Yellow Emperor's internal scriptures in this world are the same.

And that Phnom Penh book is put together with so many silver tickets and the Yellow Emperor's internal scriptures, which is obviously extraordinary.

I took out the gold-rimmed book and touched it, it was not made of ordinary paper, but more like fine silk. Trimmed with gold, it shines brightly, and is real gold. There are no words on the cover, so I can't be sure what it is.

Zhao Hang opened a page casually, and recorded these contents on the white paper.

"Zhou Yang, a native of Cangxing County, Cangyuan Prefecture. ”

"He was an alternate arrester in Cangxing County, and was later expelled from Cangshan County because of beating his boss. After that, he joined the Seven Evil Villages and became a member of the Seven Evil Villages. ”

"For the five masters of the Seven Evil Villages, live and die together with the Seven Evil Villages. ”

At the place of payment, the rough Zhou Yang wrote it himself.

"This seems to be the name of the Seven Evil Village. ”

Zhao Hang flipped through it, and in addition to Zhou Yang, the information of Hu Boning, Sikong Wuluo and others was on it. Sikong came from a famous faction, and was expelled because of his perverse personality.

"Thank you for the rain?!"

Zhao Hang's eyes froze, staring at the name on the flower name.

"Xie Qiangyu, a person from Canglin County, Cangyuan Prefecture, the master of the Randao Sect. ”

"Seven evil villages are two masters. ”

Zhao Hang took a deep breath and muttered to himself: "It turns out that the rumored second master of the Seven Evil Villages, the shadowless swordsman, is the real identity of Xie Qiangyu, the head of the Chaotic Sword Sect. It's a good way to change swords and use swords to hide your true identity. ”

"It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the real conspiracy of the Seven Evil Villages, and even the establishment of the Seven Evil Villages, are all operated by the two masters of the Shadowless Swordsman. ”

Zhao Hang recalled what Yan Chengfei said on the Mandarin Duck Tower. The attention of poisoning Zhao Hang came from the second master, Xie Qiangyu. Thinking of what happened in Canglin County again, he had a grudge with Xie Bing, the son of Xie Qiangyu, and was repelled by Xie Qiangyu. A wave of anger surged over his head.

"It's a good thank you for the rain, the new and the old grudges, all over. ”

Zhao Hang swallowed the next ginseng pill and recovered a few points of strength. turned around and walked out, picked up a Pu knife from the ground casually, and swept towards Canglin County.

The raging fire burned the Seven Evil Village, the fire light was reflected, as bright as the day, and a thick black smoke mixed with various smells, straight into the sky.

Zhong Yue, the head of the Cangshan faction, and Guo Fu, the head of the Zhengyang sect, rushed over.

raised his head and looked at the fire-filled Qisha Village, looked at each other, and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

When the internal force is mentioned, the speed is a few points faster.

After half a ring, he came to the front of the Seven Evil Village, and the fire was surging, like a sea of fire. The corpses and limbs all over the ground, the flowing blood, and the indissolvable bloody breath shook the hearts of the two.

"Look. ”

Guo Futong pointed in the direction of the lobby of Qisha Village, and in the flames, he saw Xing Yingming's corpse.

"Xing Yingming. Zhong Yue exclaimed, "He died, died at the hands of Zhao Hang." ”

Guo Futong shouted happily: "Good death." ”

Zhong Yue's gaze swept over those corpses, the light of the fire reflected on his cheeks, and he poured out in a low voice: "Human slaughter." ”