Zeng Xuanjun was too lazy to take care of the master anymore, and let him nag himself. He is now concentrating on healing, maybe he can solve it himself without bothering Master Luan Yingtai and them, wouldn't it be the best.

However, this true qi has traveled to both sides, and it is not at all, and the medicinal effect of the golden medicine also works in the abdomen? No, is it the wrong way? Remember what this is called Danyuan Dao Xuan Shen Gong, the second weight is actually the refining and sublimation of the first level of exercises, so that the true qi of the whole body is temporarily stored in a certain place, such as feet and hands, so that it can emit greater power.

Since it is to concentrate the qi and then travel throughout the body, so that the qi can be hoarded somewhere, then the qi can also be hoarded in the injured part of the abdomen, and let the true qi in the hoarding place cover the golden medicine applied to the abdomen. Then swim around the whole body, and let this qi that has accumulated medicinal effects go through every part of the body, and soon it will be able to achieve the effect of detoxification?

With this bold conjecture, Zeng Xuanjun tried again, and this second exercise certainly required more concentration than the first one. Although Zeng Xuanjun has been practicing every day and has reached the point of perfection, this is the first time he has tried this method of mixed medicine. So he used this method to start self-government.

The air mass that increases the amount of qi travels to which part of the body is warm, and it seems that the medicine has taken effect, and this method works. But after not being able to walk a few parts, the lack of concentration dissipated, and it was really difficult. However, it seems that this method is feasible, so Zeng Xuanjun tirelessly worked again and again......

In fact, this method is feasible, and Danyuan Dao Xuanshen Gong already has this self-healing effect. It's just that Zeng Xuanjun practiced all the basics at that time, and he hadn't reached a higher level yet, so he was afraid that if he didn't master it well, it would be harmful and unprofitable. It is better to learn the foundation than to learn more, so after Qiu Yuanjing opened the eight veins for him, the second vein of Ren Du was truly penetrated. At this time, the effects of developing other divine functions can be revealed. However, this is all a matter of later information, and how to develop and utilize it also depends on Zeng Xuanjun's future situation. This is a definite number, and there is no need to worry about it now.

After unremitting efforts, Zeng Xuanjun has basically mastered the method, and there is still half a bottle of Jinchuang Medicine, and it seems that he can completely remove this poison in two or three days. It was late at night, so it was no wonder that fatigue hit. Looking at it again, on the other bed, Master Nian Xuzi was already sleeping like a dead pig. Although it is autumn and the weather is still relatively hot, this Emei summit is indeed comfortable and cool. Nian Xuzi didn't sleep at all, hula hula snoring, and from time to time he grabbed his chest with his hand.

I haven't seen him for a few years, and I can't imagine that the master is still like that, Zeng Xuanjun has long been used to it. Blow out the candles and go to bed......

In the second half of the night, a person sneaked into the Daxiong Treasure Hall in the dark. Although it was the night after the night, this hall of the Great Majesty Hall was lit with incense day and night, and the night was also illuminated by candles. This person was the dark-colored sackcloth swordsman who stabbed Zeng Xuanjun, his head still wrapped in sackcloth, and only his eyes were exposed.

The Mai swordsman was still cautious, and it was strange that he didn't see a single Emei disciple when he entered the Daxiong Treasure Hall. He cautiously jumped into the arms of the statue of Shakyamuni, then touched it for something on its chest, and for a moment he didn't find anything. So he rubbed it up again and continued to touch it. Sure enough, a dark compartment was found in the bun on the top of Shakyamuni's head. The Mai swordsman was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pick it.

He stepped on the Buddha's hand with one foot, and the other foot on the other Buddha's arm was unstable. Plus he was excited, and his hands shook a little, which was not good. Directly dropped the piece of flesh that was uncovered on the Buddha's head and smashed directly onto the altar. Although the sound of "clang" was not a loud noise, it was enough to arouse the vigilance of the Emei disciples who were patrolling the night outside the hall.

"Who is it?"

I only heard the Emei disciples outside the hall call, and I didn't need to listen to them to know that they were rushing towards the Daxiong Treasure Hall at great speed.

In order to get something, the Mai swordsman put the sword on his back, and at this time, someone rushed to hear the sound and had to jump off the Buddha statue. In a panic, he put the removed thing in his arms, and then drew his sword from his back. It's not a famous sword, but it's a swordsman's sword. For a top sword master, a rusty sword and a wooden sword are enough to kill.

The Emei disciple also just pushed open the door of the hall, and saw this sackcloth swordsman coming with a sword. It was the four disciples who were on guard at night, and before the two disciples in front could react, the Mai swordsman stepped forward and swept through the thousands of troops, breaking through the throats of the two disciples. The two of them immediately drank and hated, and the sword was so fast that it didn't react, so clean and neat.

Seeing this, the latter two disciples immediately drew their swords and stood up, and their respective Yuan Gong swordsmanship danced vigorously, without leaking. One person splits horizontally with thorns, one person cuts vertically with picks, and two people come one after the other with the secret attachment to attack.

This seems to be flawless, and it is really a small thing for the Mai swordsman. I saw him take two steps back, dodging the horizontal slash and thorns of the previous person, and then took a few steps forward, and the sword body lay horizontally, resisting the vertical slash and thorns of the latter person.

Then this force Mai swordsman stepped back again with a light tap on his toes, and at the same time, the iron sword in his hand drew a half-circle, piercing the back of the Emei disciple at an evil angle. The whole set of combat actions is smooth, there is no matter of dragging mud and water, and with one enemy and two with ease, I have to admire the superb swordsmanship of this Mai swordsman.

When the last disciple saw that another companion was injured, he immediately turned red-eyed, and then slashed straight from top to bottom with a sword. The Mai swordsman was not lazy, he walked around the disciples of Zhongjian Emei, and the movements in his hands did not stop, and he took advantage of the situation to slash him with another sword, and directly disemboweled, and he was killed immediately on the spot.

But Mai Swordsman moved too quickly, and after going around in a circle, he turned to the side of the Emei disciple. Another sword stabbed out, with unmistakable precision, straight into the throat of the last Emei disciple. In just two snaps of his fingers, the four Emei disciples were all killed by a single blow under the three moves of the Mai swordsman.

The shouting of the Emei disciples before entering the hall had already attracted the other night patrol disciples, and the Mai swordsman didn't want to fight, after all, this trip had achieved its goal. To withdraw is to leave.

The disciples who followed closely followed gathered the other disciples and fought to catch up. The Mai swordsman quickly crossed the golden dome and dodged towards the side hall of some vegetation, after all, it was easier to escape with shelter. But the direction of this escape is the side hall where the guests will meet, and Zeng Xuanjun's master and apprentice live there.

Soon the Emei disciples surrounded this place with torches, and this noise naturally alarmed Zeng Xuanjun. He woke up and saw a lot of light outside the window, and he heard the bustling sounds, and turned his head to look at the master in the other corner of the room. Oh, it's all so noisy, Nian Xuzi is still sleeping soundly like a dead pig. Zeng Xuanjun hurriedly got up and dressed, ready to check what was going on.

"The surname is Zeng, hurry up and hand over the person!" At this time, the Emei disciple opened his mouth and shouted.

What's going on? Zeng Xuanjun quickly put on his clothes and pushed open the door, only to see more than a dozen Emei disciples standing in front of his house with swords and torches. He hurriedly asked, "Ladies and gentlemen, what do you mean by this?" ”

Yi's Emei disciple took two steps forward, "Don't pretend, it's what I saw, people just can't be wrong if they escape to you." ”

"What? Can you please make this brother clear? Zeng Xuanjun hadn't figured out what was going on, so he had to ask again.

Nian Xuzi was also woken up, grabbing his chest and stumbling to the door with his eyes half-open, "Yo, what are you doing when you don't sleep in the middle of the night?" Going to party? ”

"Less nonsense. I don't think you need to make anyone at all, it's just your master and apprentice, right? ”

Nian Xuozi's eyes widened at this roar, "Ahh ”

Jian Yeling also arrived at this time, and hurriedly said loudly, "Senior brothers, what happened?" ”

When everyone saw Jian Yeling coming, they thought that someone could administer justice for their Emei, and they all responded.

"Senior Sister Sword!"

"Uncle Sword Master!"

When Zeng Xuanjun saw Jian Yeling coming, he suddenly felt like he had been savior, and he couldn't say what he felt in his heart. Jian Yeling also glanced at Zeng Xuanjun, and her face flushed from time to time. But in this formation, Emei must have had a big incident, so he came back to his senses and asked, "Senior brothers, don't worry, what's going on?" ”

The Emei disciple who was shouting just now was afraid in his heart, and there were many fellow disciples who supported him and strengthened his courage, and at this time, when he saw Uncle Jian Ye Ling, he suddenly felt aggrieved, and only then did he recall what he saw when he entered the hall just now. So he sobbed and said, "The four senior brothers of the wordless generation died tragically in the Daxiong Treasure Hall......"

When Zeng Xuanjun and Jian Yeling heard this, they couldn't believe that there were actually many Emei disciples who died on this golden roof? Zeng Xuanjun was even more frightened, during the day, Mrs. Luan Ying was still talking about what might happen to Emei in the near future, and she couldn't imagine that such a big event would happen tonight?

Oh no, according to the Emei disciples, the murderer fled in his own direction. Now Emei must have decided that we are murderers, and this has a lot to do with it. He looked back at the Master, but he was asleep on the threshold. I really convinced him, he could still fall asleep at this time, it seems that he didn't hear the news. If you knew, you would have escaped faster than a dog.

Jian Yeling immediately rushed to the Daxiong Treasure Palace, and Zeng Xuanjun immediately followed. The surrounding disciples left a few Nian Xuzi who looked at him sleeping, and the others also followed behind Jian Yeling and Zeng Xuanjun.

When I came to the Daxiong Treasure Palace, the scene was really miserable, and the four of them were all killed by a single move. Jian Yeling hurriedly said, "Hurry up and notify the deputy head of the family." ”

A disciple behind him said, "I've already gone to report it." ”

Jian Yeling leaned down and carefully examined the wounds of the four people. Zeng Xuanjun, who was on the side, also looked at the wound. The two of them looked at each other at the same time, and they suddenly understood. This sword wound is very clean and neat, and the length, size, and sharpness of this wound are exactly the same as Zeng Xuanjun's abdominal wound...... This was due to the Mai swordsman that night. He is the murderer. What is his purpose?

An Emei disciple pointed to the updoon on Shakyamuni's head that had been cut off and shouted, "Look at the top of the Buddha's head...... Someone picked it out. ”

At this time, Mrs. Luan Ying also happened to step into the hall, she heard the words of the disciple of the disciple and looked at the situation, jumped up, stepped on the shoulder of a disciple in front of her, and jumped directly in front of the Buddha. Tsai took a closer look at the cut off bun, it seemed to be a dark compartment, and there should be something in it. I grew up in Emei since I was a child, and this Buddha statue sculpture has been here since I can remember. Although it has been repaired several times and cleaned once a week, there has never been such a dark grid.

Then she jumped again and jumped next to the four deceased disciples. At this time, no one cares about Master Luan Ying's ethereal light skills, and the important thing at the moment is the murderer who killed the four people.

Even Zeng Xuanjun and Jian Yeling can see the strangeness of this sword injury, not to mention the more experienced Luan Ying Shitai with stronger martial arts. At this time, she looked at Zeng Xuanjun, and Zeng Xuanjun also looked at Mrs. Luan Ying, the two of them met invisibly with their eyes, and the two of them understood in an instant.

There was a sudden silence around them, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop on the ground, and there was a lot of tension in the air. Suddenly, Master Luan Ying said too sharply, "Zeng Shaoxia, I Emei treated you so well, and treated you for poison and healing, it has only been a day, do you give back to us like this?" After speaking, he raised his hand to whisk the dust, and was about to attack Zeng Xuanjun.