"Senior brother taught you a lesson!" the black-clothed assassin retreated to the side, without the slightest resentment on his face, convinced. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mr. Qin lifted his shirt, saw two red palm prints on his chest, and frowned: "In the middle of the Heavenly Realm, he was actually bitten back by a hairy boy, aren't you afraid of being laughed at when you say it?"

"That kid has a good foundation, and I was hit by him by a moment of negligence. The black-clothed assassin was a little embarrassed, and the palm print on his chest was not even a minor injury, but he was indeed bitten by Xu Yan.

Mr. Qin waved his hand and said, "Pay more attention to the news during this time, report to me first if there is any trouble, and don't act rashly." ”

Although Xu Yan sank to the bottom of the river, he was not afraid of 10,000 but was afraid of what happened, and Mr. Qin had to be sure that Xu Yan was dead in order to feel at ease.

At this time, not far from the embankment where Xu Yan fell, a figure covered in mud and blood struggled to climb ashore, shivering wet.

Xu Yan only felt that the dantian was empty, his brain was swollen and his body was cold, and after climbing ashore, he collapsed without any strength, and fell to the ground with his head up.

"Bastard, don't let me know who you are. If you don't take revenge, you won't be a man. ”

Xu Yan's chest rose and fell violently, panting, coughing a few times, and spitting out a large mouthful of turbid river water mixed with blood.

It turned out that Xu Yan had been hiding under the water after deliberately falling into the river, and with the strong endurance he had cultivated from cultivating the "Yijin Sutra", he lurked at the bottom of the river for an hour, holding on to a boulder so that he was not swept away by the turbulent river.

The sword wounds on the limbs were white in the river water, the wounds looked a little scary but not fatal, the last sword was fatal, and Xu Yan's right chest was almost pierced.

Xu Yan groped for a vial in his arms, poured out two Qi Nourishing Pills and swallowed them, and hurriedly closed his eyes to breathe and heal his wounds.

Holding back in the water for an hour, coupled with the cold river water in winter, if it weren't for Xu Yan's cultivation of the Yijin Sutra, it would never have been able to survive. After sensing the disappearance of the black-clothed assassin, Xu Yan waited for another half an hour, and only then climbed ashore until his body was at his limit.

There was no air under the water, and the cold river water was constantly draining the heat from his body, and Xu Yan's internal breath was consumed little by little until it was all consumed.

After pranayama for half an hour, Xu Yan's pale face regained a bit of blood, his body accumulated a little strength, struggled to stand up, swallowed a large mouthful of filth in the woods, all wine, food, etc., and left this place in a hurry with a wipe of mouth.

When Xiao Dezi opened the door of the mansion, he saw Xu Yan covered in injuries and screamed in fright.

"What are you yelling for, go get me hot water. Xu Yan glared at Xiao Dezi weakly, and limped into the mansion.

Wipe his whole body clean with hot water, Xu Yan counted the number of wounds, and there were nineteen sword wounds. Except for the deepest sword in the right chest, the other sword wounds were a few inches deep, but fortunately they did not hurt the meridians and bones.

Xu Yan let out a long breath and secretly rejoiced: "If I hadn't cultivated the Yijin Sutra, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to escape this catastrophe." ”

In retrospect, most of the assassins' cultivation was in the middle of the acquired realm, and their strength surpassed Xu Yan by a large margin. Especially at the last moment, Xu Yan slapped his palms on the other party, but his arms were numb.

Compared with the Inner Breath Realm, the greatest reliance of the martial artists of the Acquired Realm is the protection of the true qi, and Xu Yan's power when he clapped his palms on the opponent's body was greatly reduced.

After cleaning the wound, Xu Yan lay down in the hot water soaked Dragon Tiger Bone Powder Liquid, at first the wound soaked in a little painful, but soon the medicine began to work, and the whole body was warm and very comfortable.

Xu Yan's internal breath was squeezed to the limit and consumed, and the absorption speed of soaking the medicinal liquid again was actually a few points faster.

escaped death and escaped, Xu Yan had a feeling of being in a different world, and the tense heartstrings finally relaxed. Lying in the bath, Xu Yan couldn't help but wonder who sent the black-clothed assassin who attacked him.

Xu Yan's first reaction at that time was Murong Yan, or the second prince Murong Fei, these two people were a group.

But after thinking about it carefully, Xu Yan felt that this was unlikely, because even if the two of them wanted to attack themselves, it was impossible to choose such a sensitive time and place.

Murong Yan sent someone to assassinate Xu Yan after the banquet on the front foot, and once it was verified, Murong Yan was too easy to be listed as a target of suspicion.

The most critical point is that Xu Yan heard the accent of the black-clothed assassin outsider, although the other party intended to cover it up, but he still couldn't hide it from Xu Yan's ears, and the other party also said: "Blood debt and blood repayment!"

"Murong Fei and I are only interested in each other at most, but we have no mortal enmity. If you want to talk about blood debt, there is only the Chen family. Xu Yan guessed that eight or nine was not far from ten, and he waved a punch and said: "Sooner or later, this account will be settled with him!"

Ouch!

Xu Yan waved his arm and pulled the wound, grinning in pain.

"I still blame myself for being too careless, and at the same time underestimate Chen Xiangting's determination to kill me, and I must pay more attention in the future. ”

Xu Yan summed up the lessons and lessons, even if Huang Zu came forward to protect him, it seems that it is not absolutely possible, and everything has to rely on self-preservation.

For several days, Xu Yan closed the door and did not concentrate on healing, and only after his injuries were healed did he go out and walk around.

After entering the Tianlong Temple, Xu Yan met Huizhen on the way to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Hui Zhen's eyes lit up, and he ran to Xu Yan, patted him on the back and said, "If you don't come again, I'll come to find you!"

Huang Zu's attitude towards the "Yijin Sutra", Xu Yan didn't know, but Hui Zhen was quite enthusiastic about it.

Hiss!

The place where Hui Zhen took the shot was the location of Xu Yan's wound, although he recovered well, the scab of the wound had not completely healed.

"What's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?" asked Hui Zhen suspiciously.

"No, it's fine. Xu Yan grinned and denied that being injured was not a glorious thing. After entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Xu Yan sent Huizhen away, closed his eyes and crossed his knees to cultivate.

Originally, Xu Yan planned to impact the Heavenly Realm within a month, but his physical injury completely disrupted his rhythm, and there was no hope of breaking through in a short time.

After this incident, Xu Yan made an unexpected discovery: when the internal breath was completely consumed, the body accelerated the absorption of the free energy between heaven and earth, and the cultivation speed was accelerated by a few points.

Therefore, every time Xu Yan cultivates his internal strength, he first conducts strenuous physical exercises, including practicing moves, etc., to exhaust his internal breath before entering the mental method cultivation, and the effect is unexpectedly good.

Huang Zu originally gave Xu Yan an extra month to stay in the library pavilion, for the other half of the "Yijin Sutra", but now it is only a few days away from the agreed deadline, Xu Yan has no choice, and he has not fully recovered from his injuries and came to Tianlong Temple again.

There was no explanation at all, Xu Yan copied a few more pages and handed them to Huizhen for an errand, Huang Zu not only didn't say anything, but acquiesced to him to continue to stay in Tianlong Temple.

Without Huang Zu's oppression of time restrictions, it is more or less good news, which means that it is not a problem for Xu Yan to enter and leave Tianlong Temple and go back and forth to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion until he leaves the Great Xia Kingdom.

But what made Xu Yan very puzzled was that Manager Zhen never appeared again, nor did he leave any news, and no one forced him to draw a map of Tianlong Temple.

In this regard, Xu Yan thought about it for a long time and decided to continue to investigate the secrets of Tianlong Temple on the premise of ensuring his own safety. In case Manager Zhen suddenly appears again one day, Xu Yan will be in trouble if he can't hand over the map.

The only thing that gave Xu Yan a headache was that the ten Qi Nourishing Pills were almost used, and he had to find another way.

"I'm still a small step away from the impact of the Heavenly Realm, I must break through as soon as possible!" Xu Yan knew very well in his heart that the news that he was not dead could not be hidden, and the assassin who had made the last attack would come to him sooner or later.

Xu Yan must break through the Acquired Realm in the shortest possible time before he has the capital to fight with the other party.