Liu Ziyi, who gathered the rout and came to the gate of the city to fight with the barbarians and finally closed the city gate, smiled proudly with the soldiers next to him who were also tired and panting, they did not have the skills of Wu and the dart bureau, so they could only echo on the side, Rao is so, many of them were also hit by the barbarians.

"It's fucking tired. "Although there is a city machine to help, to close the city gate in the pile of corpses is still inevitably pushed by manpower, which is also the reason why Liu Ziyi and the people around him are exhausted, to close the city gate after the Wu and Dart Bureau retreat into the city, so that each of them can use the strength to feed.

"I don't know what happened to Brother Wei. Liu Ziyi looked around and never saw Wei Changpan's figure, but he was really tired, thinking that he would look for it later.

Wei Changpan, who was among the fourth floors of the martial arts but had exhausted his strength, did not join the team of the dart masters of the Wuhe Dart Bureau, and because of the deep knife wound on his arm and arm, he had to find a secluded firewood room in the courtyard to first dispose of the wound that had been hastily disposed of before, sprinkle ten ashes, and then pick up a clean cloth and wrap it, and then began to try to stabilize the martial arts qi in his body.

If you are a promisingly promising disciple of the Jianghu Sect, you have already found a quiet room at this time, and the elders of the sect are guarding the Dharma on the side, and the elixirs collected in the door to stabilize the body's qi are all found and placed in a row for use. After all, the martial artists who have a qi machine in their bodies are compared with the first three-story martial artists who have grasped a lot of things in the rivers and lakes but have roughly tempered their physical combat power and are uneven, the former is a mainstay figure in any sect and faction, and it is impossible to say that he can still sit in the high position of the master of a faction in some third- and fourth-rate sects.

Wei Changpan, who originally wanted to return to the army and dart game to make plans again, had to abandon this idea when he was halfway through, and the first three floors of the martial arts went upstairs and went wrong, ninety percent of them were just detrimental to the future of martial arts and the solidity of his physique. However, the twelve meridians and hundreds of acupoints involved in the martial arts qi machine all need to be treated with caution, and the top priority after breaking through the realm and climbing the building is to first guide the qi to run in the dantian for a small week, and then the qi can gradually run freely, without deliberately paying attention to it, and it can also have the effect of evacuating the dirt in the meridian acupoints.

Although Wei Changpan was a master and a pass, although he had the reason to occupy the heavens and the earth, it was indeed a fact that he could fight with the slaves of the Taiqige Department and block the enemy under the city. After Yu Wudao ascended the building, he fought for a long time, and only after Song Yanchao came did he retreat to breathe, during which Wei Changpan's body qi was already disordered to the extent of standing uncertainly.

At this time, there should be an elder of the sect beside Wei Changpan to guide the flow of qi in his body, but all he can rely on at this moment is the scattered mantra that he has heard in the past about the need to pay attention to the four-story martial arts when breaking through the realm, at that time in Qishan County, Jiangzhou, Zhang Wu and Second Master Qian had to wait until the year of his establishment when he was among the fourth floors of the martial arts.

In fact, there is no big mistake in looking at Wei Changpan's qualifications from the eyes of Zhang Wuna and other old people, but there is no big mistake in improving the martial arts realm in Qingshan Town step by step and being forced to walk the rivers and lakes and go through several life and death fights.

There are not many sects that dare to gamble on the rise and fall of this, and Zhangjiagun also does not have such courage, and he stood on the wrong team in the game of the two major sects in Jiangzhou before instructing the Zhangjiayi Sect in Qishan County to suffer a catastrophe, and Wei Changpan also went abroad and experienced a lot of experience, otherwise it is not said that he is currently involved in the realm of a four-story building, and he must not be hovering on the threshold of a three-story building.

The untamed qi machine wandered wantonly in Wei Changpan's meridian points, silently reciting a few words of pure heart and meditation mantra, trying to guide the qi machine to sink into the dantian first, but to no avail, and then trying to use the mind to pull the qi machine away, who would have thought that the qi machine was only pulled away half of the meridians, and then it was like a wild horse swimming in the body.

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If he is allowed to rampage in Wei Changpan's body again, not to mention the great damage to the meridians and acupoints, the future of the martial arts will be completely ruined, and his life will be in danger. The twelve meridians and hundreds of acupoints are the most clever doctors in the world, and they only need to understand a small half of the effects to have the ability to rejuvenate their hands.

After all attempts were fruitless, when Wei Changpan was exhausted and ready to let this qi machine swim away, the latter gradually settled down and sank into the dantian. He was overjoyed and hurriedly carefully towed the qi machine from the lower dantian through the perineum, along the spine and the pulse to the tail lu, the spine and the jade pillow three passes, to the top of the head mud pills, and then from the ears and cheeks to the tip of the tongue, and finally connected with the Ren pulse, along the chest and abdomen in the middle of the dantian.

The term Xiao Zhou Tian originated from the cultivation method of the family pill in the Daomen, and the so-called "human body is a small world" in the Daomen, which coincides with the two principles of the martial arts cultivation physique and qi machine, so I don't know how many martial arts pioneers have explored several times, and finally found out the operation method of the qi machine, and then derived the unique method of each sect in the hands of the masters of the world's rivers and lakes sects.

After some pranayama, he got up, unintentionally pulled the injured arm, and for a while beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and said with a wry smile, "Who said that if you are injured too much, you are not afraid of pain..."

Previously, when the city gate was closed, Wei Changpan didn't feel that this injury was serious, and when he sat up and got up, he felt that it was fatal. In that small amusement park, he used a bare arm to take the knife of the martial artist of the Qige Department in order to get out, although he did not eat all his strength, but he used his flesh and blood to connect the martial arts blade, which made Wei Changpan still have palpitations when he remembered it afterwards.

He only has regrets in his heart for the rich family who hired him as a nurse, but as long as he walks in front of the male owner of that family to resist for a while....

He staggered back to the small amusement park to have a look, but he heard someone calling his name, so he went out of the courtyard gate and happened to bump into Liu Ziyi, who was looking for him everywhere.

"Where to hide, teach me to find it. A punch hit Wei Changpan's intact arm, and Liu Ziyi complained loudly, "When you become a hero of Yuancheng, why do you hide and don't see anyone?"

"I climbed a floor, and the qi in my body almost didn't kill me, so I bumped into you when I came out of breathing. "Wei Changpan and Liu Ziyi are friends of life and death, so secret things such as martial arts breaking through the realm and climbing the stairs are also frankly told, "I didn't have anyone to protect the Dharma and was injured again, and that qi went around, and I almost died here for myself." ”

"You've all given birth to martial arts qi?" Liu Ziyi didn't believe it, "You are sixteen or seventeen years old, and you have four floors of martial arts?"

He knew that the people who were favored by Wu He Dart Bureau and General Jinzhou would never be mediocre people, and Wei Changpan's skills on the way to the grassland in the north were also obvious to all, but no matter what, the sixteen-year-old four-story martial artist.... It's also a bit appalling.

How many martial arts have never set foot in the four-story martial arts in their lives, and you always say that you are a guy with mediocre qualifications who can break through the realm and climb the building after two silent fights?

"If it weren't for the fact that the few thunderous holes that could not be shaken were opened wide when I was fighting against those slave warriors, I would have confessed to the city at this moment. Wei Changpan replied to his words with a wry smile, "When you were pranayama just now, you were still so disordered, why can't you recite the mantra silently to calm your mind, but now you will settle down by yourself." ”

Liu Ziyi was amazed, the good guy said that he was blessed with a great life, and he gave an explanation for his life several times, saying that he had bad luck and not only made him a four-story martial arts building, but he could calm down even if he didn't have to take care of his own qi.

"And Yuancheng can defend it this time, and Brother Wei has a lot of credit. ”

The two turned out of the alley and faced the avenue that entered and exited the city, and the sergeants wore white cloth masks to carry the corpses piled up on a hill in the city gate, and the grassland people were stacked in one place, and the corpses of the sergeants of the Jinju state army were properly carried out and arranged on the ground covered with white cloth, waiting for the people to identify themselves and cremate them one by one, and the family members came to claim the ashes and go back.

Although it is almost the coldest time of the year in Jinju, the corpses are disposed of early every day, firstly, to prevent the epidemic in the city from polluting the water source, and secondly, so many corpses are really not good.

Da Yao was not compassionate enough to let the enemy who was still fighting to the death in one place be buried in the earth, and after the corpses of the slave warriors and horsemen of the Taiqige tribe were stacked in one place, they lit firewood, grass and fire oil and burned them, and the horses left behind were not many and most of them were outside the city, but no one could be sure whether there were still barbarian ambushes outside the city who were unwilling to retreat, and the soldiers who were sent to collect the corpses in the city did not dare to go out of the city.

"Some of those I brought back were killed by arrows, some were trampled to death by brute horses, and some were stabbed in the stomach and intestines. Liu Ziyi looked at the corpses that were covered from head to toe by several feet of white cloth, and suddenly said such words, "If they are allowed to escape like that, although they will inevitably be dealt with by military law, there is probably still a chance to survive." ”

The defeated soldiers who were gathered by him were so embarrassed when they lost their armor and fled, but when they turned around with him and returned to the north of the city, they looked like heroes.

A sergeant with a torch pinching his nose walked towards the pile of barbarians' corpses, on which several scrawny owls hovered and refused to leave, but when the flames rose into the sky, these scavenging birds, fearing the heat and light, flew out of the city with strange screams, where there was more fresh blood food that these people had discarded.

The smell of burning corpses was so ugly that everyone couldn't help but gag as if it were the barbarians or their own people who couldn't be burned. But no one dared to make any moves, because Song Zhiwen stood very close to the fire like a stone statue, staring at the corpse that was gradually blackened and turned to ashes. The stench and heat did not seem to exist to him, and he stood there with a blank face, without speaking, silently mourning for the deceased.