Since he chose to mess around when he came to the Heavenly Sword Sect, why not carry out the nonsense to the end. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Fortunately, Zhuo Zangfeng has always understood that cultivation is the main purpose, and he can adjust his mentality at any time, so when he seems to be unrestrained, he has never given up cultivation.

However, his nonsense was quickly suppressed by the Liu Zhangjiao.

In the subsequent swordsmanship cultivation, Liu Qingfeng no longer spoke to him, and he was not allowed to speak.

In the words of this young master, "The little vitality you finally absorbed was leaked by this mouth." ”

So he made a strict order not to speak.

This made Zhuo Zangfeng unable to give full play to his lip service at all, and he had no chance to fight back after being defeated by Lao Liu in swordsmanship.

In order to make him completely "dumb", the white-haired palm sect didn't know where to get a plaster-like thing, and there was a talisman painted on it, and it was really attached to his mouth.

At this point, his iron teeth and copper teeth have completely lost their effectiveness, and he has tried many times, but the vitality that he can use in his body and the methods he can think of to do it are useless.

He wanted to sigh to the sky, but the sound could only come out of his nostrils and turn into a dull roar.

As for eating, it was also unattainable, and Liu Zhang taught him to learn the art of opening the valley.

It's just hunger in the belly, but the hateful old Taoist priest deliberately munched in front of him, not caring about his identity as a sectarian at all.

Even the shouting was deprived, and the suffocation in Zhuo Zangfeng's heart was really beyond words.

From this time on, his chic life in the Heavenly Sword Sect was over, and the master sect, who had lived for more than a hundred years, changed his methods to torture him.

Take him to the snake cave today, in the beautiful name of seeing the spirit beast, in fact, he will seal his meridians and acupoints, and let those slippery and greasy long worms crawl on his body and continue to bite.

Tomorrow I will show him the scenery, but I will not take the avenue, but I will look for those places with poor mountains and bad waters, and let him rush to the bottom of the water for a while, and let him enter the belly of the mountain for a while, and accept the baptism of holy fire in the name of beauty.

After the baptism of "forging a sword Qianhua", Jian Yuan had no chance to use it in front of Lao Liu, and he couldn't help but be at his mercy, Zhuo Zangfeng was so angry that he thundered several times.

In his heart, suffering from some flesh and skin is regarded as a forging body, which is not allowed to eat, and it is really unbearable to not let him speak.

After this lasted for about a month, and even deprived of sleep, when Zhuo Zangfeng studied "Heavenly Opportunity Forgetfulness" again, he suddenly immersed himself in a beautiful realm.

Like a sweet dream that he didn't want to wake up to, he was hungry and thirsty to study the most magical technique of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

However, once you stop practicing this practice, all the unbearable suffering comes back.

He felt that his lungs were about to explode, and even sometimes he had the illusion that the blood in his body could not bear the strong feeling of suffocation, shattering his muscles and gushing out.

He swore that as soon as he could speak, he would first scold this hateful old Taoist priest for three days and three nights, and use all the vicious language he could think of to scold him so that he found a crack in the ground and got into it......

Maybe thinking of his hard work, this little guy didn't admit it, and probably inevitably suffered "retaliation", Lao Liu was determined to rectify him.

Led him into a dark secret realm, where there was no light on all sides, and he couldn't see his fingers.

Even with his powerful divine sense, Zhuo Zangfeng couldn't sense what the hell was here.

The darkness in front of him was like thick ink, and even the breath I felt was black.

What is the darkness, he felt more deeply at this moment than anyone else.

It wasn't until he was dizzy with hunger, exhausted from exhaustion, and the last vital energy in his body left his body, and the Heavenly Sword Sect's vast and complicated swordsmanship drills were nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times, that the Liu Palm Sect gave him extrajudicial grace and let him out.

However, he still couldn't speak, and he just breathed a little sigh at the green mountains outside and was taken into the dark world.

So repeatedly, one day he suddenly felt that his heartbeat was extremely steady, his thoughts were like water, and then his eyes gradually brightened, and finally he was completely surrounded by a ball of light.

"Acting with will, and ...... with gas"

His divine consciousness suddenly penetrated into the boundless light, and the Heavenly Gate of the Gods hidden in the light was impressively blocked in front of him, and his mind was slightly shocked, and Zhuo Zangfeng retracted his divine consciousness in surprise.

Could this be the Grandmaster Realm where cultivators are incomparably rising and falling?!

How is this possible?

"Everything is possible. ”

The Heavenly Sword Sect Leader Sect, who was bathed in sunlight, smiled kindly.

"Old ...... Willow"

The seal on his mouth was finally lifted, and the name of the man who had been tormented for a long time was called, and he was even a little slurred.

Then anger is like a rising tide of the sea, and he needs catharsis.

At this time, Liu Zhangjiao smiled meaningfully and pointed at it casually.

Before Zhuo Zangfeng could organize the cursed language in his heart, a star disciple rushed to report it.

The owner of Shao Zhuang, the largest cultivation sect in Lingnan, brought two seriously injured people, hoping to be rescued by the Heavenly Sword Sect, and was waiting in the hall.

This is what a disciple of the stars who happened to arrive said.

When Liu Qingfeng heard that there was a seriously injured person, he turned around and slipped away.

Zhuo Zangfeng held his breath, thinking that it was not too late for the gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and besides, Lu Wuxian was in Lingnan to see if he could hear the news, and then rushed over.

In the main hall, after the right envoy of the Heavenly Sword investigated the injury, he asked the injured to lay them flat, took out two pills and ordered someone to feed them for them.

A man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was covered in blood, with a panicked look, seeing Liu Qingfeng coming, he thought it was an ordinary Taoist priest, and when the right envoy of the Heavenly Sword introduced him, this Shao Youle, the owner of Shao Zhuang, knelt on the ground.

"Shao Youle came desperately to beg the master to save Lord Lu and his son!"

Stepping into the main hall, when he heard the words Lord Lu, he immediately walked up to the injured man, only glanced at the white-haired injured man, and quickly ran over to see the other person.

Lifting the quilt covering his body, a pale young man lay dying on a stretcher, his wrists and ankles exposed, obviously cut off by sharp objects.

Zhuo Zangfeng's heart shook, and he watched carefully, and finally determined that the person in front of him was Lu Wuxian.

Putting his hand on Lu Wuxian's chest, he felt that his heart was beating extremely weakly, as if an oil lamp in the wind would go out at any time.

When the divine sense was released, his heart suddenly trembled, and Lu Yanyou's breath was terrifying, obviously he had been dead for a long time.

He didn't have any experience in saving people, so he carefully passed his vitality from the seriously injured and unconscious Lu Wuxian Baihui acupoint, sensing that his vitality was running extremely poorly, just like walking on a mountain road full of thorns.

Closing his eyes and meditating, Zhuo Zangfeng knew that Lu Wuxian's eight veins of the Qi Jing had been shattered, and the vitality of his body had dissipated.

The eight veins of the Qi Sutra together with the sea of dantian qi are like a small stream and river to the sea, but now the river is cut off from the waist, and the vitality cannot enter the sea, just like a mortal who has not cultivated.

And his tendons and tendons were broken at the same time, which was obviously deliberately done by a ruthless person.

Zhuo Zangfeng turned around and stared at Zhuang Youle, who kept telling Liu Qingfeng about the whole story, his eyes almost erupting with fire.

The disciples of the Zhuang family who followed Zhuang Youle saw that this young Taoist priest was fierce and vicious, although he didn't know why, he immediately felt that this was a guy who was not easy to provoke, and he didn't even dare to look at him.

Zhuo Zangfeng was already holding back his evil anger, but now when he saw Lu Wuxuan seriously injured and unconscious, he only felt as if a volcano was rolling through his heart, and the burning anger could not be suppressed......