"What? Already chopped? ”

In the secret room of the Purple Mountain Sect, Xu Zun looked at the mutilated finger of a disciple and asked in surprise.

"yes!" The disciple replied with a bitter face, "The flesh is gone, and the bones will soon die. So I had to cut ......"

Is it?

Xu Zun recalled his previous life, and only then did he realize that if this injury occurred in modern times, it might be saved, and it could be inserted into the belly for culture, or an anti-inflammatory injection or something.

But in ancient times when medicine was backward, it could only be chopped directly, otherwise it would be infected and life-threatening.

What was cut off was the man's entire index finger, as well as half of his middle finger and half of his thumb.

According to the man, it was with these three fingers that he held the purple scales in his hand, but in the blink of an eye, the flesh on the fingers was devoured, and then turned into white bones.

And the most terrifying thing is that the fingers turned into white bones, but there was no blood, as if the flesh and blood had been sucked away by something in an instant.

"What do the purple scales look like?" Xu Zun asked.

"It's kind of like a petal," replied the disciple, "and it was cool in my hand, and then it smoked, and by the time I felt the pain again, my fingers had turned to bones." ”

"Okay," Xu Zun said, "Then you show me, where did you find that scale?" ”

"Here," the disciple said, pointing to the idol in the center, "the side of the shrine under the idol was blocked by the shrine at that time. ”

According to what this person pointed out, Xu Zun came to the statue to take a closer look.

The Purple Mountain is sent from the Kunlun lineage, which is similar to the statue of the gods worshiped by Xuandao, and it is also the ancestor of Xuandao.

Xu Zun checked inside and out several times, but found nothing special.

"Wan Qi Master...... Xu Zun asked, "Do you just practice in this place for seven days?" What to eat and what to drink? ”

"Since you are cultivating, you don't eat or drink." Zhuang Jingcheng replied, "The head of Wan Qi is cultivating the Purple Mountain Heart Method, let alone seven days, it doesn't hurt if you don't eat or drink for half a month." ”

So powerful?

Xu Zun exclaimed, it seems that the host's knowledge is really limited, and in this new world, there are many amazing things.

"At that time," an elder introduced to Xu Zun, "the body of Master Wan Qi was here, meditating cross-legged, but his body turned into a pile of white bones!" ”

"Are you sure," Xu Zun said, "that pile of white bones is the head of Wan Qi?" ”

"This ......" everyone stared widely, and Jiao Chengtong said impatiently, "I watched the head enter the secret room with my own eyes, and during this period, he never got out, and no one could enter, who else could he be?" ”

"Yes," said the other elder, "there is no exit to the chamber, and we were forced to break open the stone door to enter, and there can be no one else in the chamber except the master!" ”

"Although it's just white bones," Zhuang Jingcheng said, "but the clothes and accessories are worn by the master, and from the appearance, they are the same as the master!" ”

Everyone nodded one after another, obviously convinced of the fact that the white bone was Wan Qi Peak.

"Then ......," Xu Zun asked again, "When the head of the sect is in retreat, is there anyone guarding outside?" ”

"Yes, yes!" Zhuang Jingcheng pointed to a few disciples behind him, "These disciples work in shifts, guarding in shifts, day and night, without any availability, and I haven't heard any changes in the secret room!" ”

"Oh......" Xu Zun looked at the disciples and began to fall into deep thought.

"What's ......" Zhuang Jingcheng heard that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked, "Does Lord Xu think something is wrong?" ”

"Well," Xu Zun nodded and said, "That apprentice whose fingers turned into white bones, after his fingers turned into white bones, did he roll on the ground in pain?" ”

"Yes!" Zhuang Jingcheng nodded, and he was also present at the time.

"Then the head of Wan Qi has turned into white bones, so why can he still maintain a meditative posture?" Xu Zun expressed his doubts.

"Huh?" Everyone's eyes widened, they really didn't expect this before.

"Isn't it ......," said Jiao Chengtong, "that ghost has immobilized the master?" Or is it sucking flesh so fast that the boss doesn't have time to react? ”

"Hmph......" Xu Zun smiled at Teach Chengtong and said meaningfully, "Do you really think that this thing was done by a ghost?" ”

"What...... What!? Jiao Chengtong's face tightened, and he hurriedly asked, "What do you mean?" ”

"Huh?" Zhuang Jingcheng was also surprised, "Why do you say that?" ”

"Where are the bones of the head of Wan Qi?" Xu Zun didn't answer, but asked the two, "Take me to have a look!" ”

A moment later, in the mourning hall of the Purple Mountain Sect, looking at the white bones scattered in the coffin, Xu Zun was slightly surprised.

"How?" Xu Zun asked, "Has it already broken up?" ”

"Alas," Zhuang Jingcheng said complainingly, "I have said a long time ago, don't touch the bones of the head of the house, you don't listen, look at what has become of it?" It's really disrespectful to the boss! ”

"You still talk about cool things?" The old man retorted with a flushed face, "The bones of the head of the sect can't hold it at all, it collapsed on its own, and it's to blame me?" ”

"Great Elder," Zhuang Jingcheng pretended to be innocent, "I don't seem to have said that you are to blame for this, right?" Why are you still looking for yourself? ”

"You ......" Jiaocheng was so angry that his beard floated up.

Xu Zun ignored their arguments and continued to carefully examine the bones, but saw that the white bones in the coffin had fallen apart, and it was just a human form.

"Before...... Xu Zun asked curiously, "how are the bones of the head of the sect supported in the shape of meditation?" ”

"I don't know," Jiao Chengtong said, "I seem to remember that there were still some tendons connected to the flesh and bones, and then even those flesh and bones were gone, so they collapsed, right?" ”

"Oh......" Xu Zun immediately picked up a bone and examined it carefully, which immediately caused everyone to be stunned.

Jiao Chengtong wanted to stop it, but seeing that Zhuang Jingcheng and the others didn't care, he was embarrassed to force his head again.

"Wan Qi is in charge......," Xu Zun asked, "How old is this year?" ”

"Just passed my fortieth birthday." Zhuang Jingcheng replied.

"So young?" Xu Zun turned his head and looked at the elders such as Jiao Chengtong, as if all of them had to be over sixty years old.

Depend on......

Xu Zun was speechless in his heart, thinking that the hundred-step Divine Fist Yue Jinglei was Wan Qifeng's sworn brother, so if he said that, was that Yue Jinglei not even forty?

However, as soon as he thought that Ku Niang could easily solve Wei Beihui at such a young age, Xu Zun was relieved.

"Alas!" Zhuang Jingcheng sighed, "It's a pity that the head of the sect has such a martial arts body and died young, which is really a big loss for my Purple Mountain Sect!" ”

"Then ......," Xu Zun picked up his femur and weighed it and asked, "How tall is Master Wan Qi?" ”

"Seven feet." Someone answered.

Xu Zun converted his instinctive knowledge to a figure of 1.6 meters.

It seems that the height is not very high.

"So......" Xu Zun took the femur and asked, "Are you Wan Qi gang leaders men or women?" ”