In the courtyard, Li Shangyang and Wei Jing were standing together, not knowing what they were talking about, when they saw Zhuohua walking into the courtyard, Wei Jing just glanced at him and signaled him to come into the house to eat quickly.

Zhuo Huazheng wondered why the old man ignored him, let alone mention that he would eat faster and wait to practice his sword with him, remembering that he didn't call him to get up early today, thinking that he couldn't give himself a day off today, so he went into the house to eat porridge with joy.

After eating and returning to the bamboo house, Zhuohua lay on the ground, and after a while, he felt a little sleepy, thinking that he didn't have to practice swords today, and it was good to sleep back, thinking that his eyes were closed, his head was getting more and more dizzy, so he fell asleep deeply.

Without waiting for a while, Wei Jing and Li Shangyang pushed the door and walked in, and saw Zhuohua, who was lying on the ground and had fallen asleep like a dead pig, with a serious face.

Wei Jing bent down and reached out to pick Zhuohua up from the ground, put it on the bed where Li Shangyang slept on weekdays, and turned back to him and said, "Master, is this a little inappropriate, this hemp boiling powder will still have some sequelae when used on people, and besides, this dose is inevitably a little bigger." ”

Li Shangyang sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand and touched Zhuohua's wrist, bowed his head and responded to him: "This time not only opened the meridians for him, but also turned the remaining internal injuries in his body into his own use for a short time in the future, although it is only borrowed, but it can be regarded as a trip against the sky, and the pain is no longer something that ordinary people can bear, if you don't do this in advance, I am afraid that it will hurt so much that you have to go crazy halfway." ”

Hearing him say this, Wei Jing asked carefully: "Then master, your internal injuries... ”

Li Shangyang turned his back to him, waved his hand and did not answer, still looked down at Zhuohua, and continued to say to Wei Jing: "His swordsmanship is much stronger than I did back then, as long as he succeeds today, he can be regarded as having some internal skills to protect himself, and I can rest assured that he will enter the WTO in the future." ”

Wei Jing nodded behind him and said: "Yes, the young master's swordsmanship is already much stronger than me now, just wait to boil some heat, even if you meet those few people, it will not be much better, but this internal force gap." ”

As he was saying this, Li Shangyang coughed, interrupted him, and said, "You wait to go down to the stream, get a basin of water to change it into this wooden basin, and if there is anything wrong, it may be better to soak in the water." Wei Jing didn't continue, just answered, and turned around and walked out of the house.

After a few back and forth, Wei Jing had already changed the water in the basin, and just stood on the side and waited, Li Shangyang had pressed one hand on Zhuohua's chest at this time, his shoulders, and layers of mist appeared on the top of his head, Zhuohua's whole body became flushed, and he was breathing violently with his eyes closed.

Li Shangyang took a deep breath, and his right hand, which was pressed on Zhuohua's chest, slowly moved towards his right arm, and a large puff of mist came out of the place where his body met.

This is the water vapor evaporated from the sweat of Li Shangyang's palm, under the guidance of his internal force, the fire poison in Zhuohua's body is triggered, and at this time, it is like a burning furnace, with the palm of his hand slowly moving, attracting the internal force of the fire poison in his chest, and slowly crossing to all the meridians of Zhuohua's right arm.

Where the fire poison passed, it instantly opened Zhuohua's original meridians, and the sleeping Zhuohua was already moaning, and his breathing became more intense, Li Shangyang didn't seem to see it, staring at the palm of his hand, he was also trembling all over, obviously using all his strength, and the internal force in his body was also surging wildly.

Walking to the right shoulder, the painful look on Zhuohua's face was even worse, and with a bang, he woke up like this.

Zhuo Hua's eyes were blood-red, staring at Li Shangyang babbling but unable to speak, obviously it was extremely painful, a layer of blood and sweat appeared on his forehead, and it had evaporated into mist in a blink of an eye, and he couldn't hold on anymore, as if he was about to go crazy.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Li Shangyang turned his head to Wei Jing and shouted, "Quick, quickly knock him out." He barely spit out a few words, and he had done his best, and then he raised his luck again.

Wei Jing's reaction was so fast, he immediately understood what he meant, turned his head and saw Zhuo Hua's wooden sword leaning against the wall, grabbed the sword body and lifted the long sword upside down, and smashed it on Zhuo Hua's head with the hilt of the sword, Zhuo Hua's body suddenly weakened and fainted.

Wei Jing carried the wooden sword, and also sighed heavily, and said to himself: "It's also that my subordinates didn't think about it, I didn't expect the young master to wake up halfway", looked up and glanced at Zhuohua lying on the bed again, and secretly prayed in his heart.

Li Shangyang didn't seem to hear it, his eyes were still staring at the palm of his right hand, which had reached the middle of his arm at this moment, and it was getting smoother and smoother to continue, and after a stick of incense, he opened up the entire meridian of his right hand. Li Shangyang only exhaled a long breath of turbidity at this time, and said: "This hemp boiling powder is only anesthetized in the outer body, as for the meridians that connect the heart, it has little effect, and there are three limbs in the back, if you wake up from the pain later, you can only smash and faint again." ”

After that, he sat cross-legged and adjusted his internal breathing. When Wei Jing heard him say this, he also began to sympathize with Zhuo Hualai, but he didn't put down the wooden sword in his hand.

I don't know how long it took, Zhuo Hua woke up slowly, he felt that this sleep, as if he had slept for a long, long time, when he opened his eyes, he saw that there was no one in the room, and he wanted to raise his hand to touch his head, but he found that his limbs were completely unable to move, and with a little force, it hurt like a hundred claws scratching his heart, but the five organs in his chest no longer had the burning feeling he had at the beginning.

He vaguely remembered that Uncle Wei Jing knocked himself unconscious several times, and the feeling as if all parts of his body were gradually torn apart, he didn't want to experience it anymore, in this time of extreme pain, it was this emotion of gratitude, which was a relief for him.

Zhuo Hua didn't know what the old man had done to him, but he also knew that it was related to the fire poison internal force that he had mentioned before, and it was impossible for the old man to harm him, so he didn't think much about it now, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, he was woken up by the old man by the bedside, Zhuohua was so dizzy that he couldn't speak, and was simply fed some porridge and water by the old man, which made him feel better.

The old man didn't speak, and then he said, "Try moving, after sleeping for so many days, you should be able to barely move." ”

Zhuohua listened to it and tried it, his right hand could barely be raised, but it was still a little painful, and he coughed hoarsely and said, "Old man, how long have I been asleep?" ”

"It's been a week since you woke up for the first time." "A week? It's been so long," he struggled to raise his head, and then remembered something, and asked excitedly, "Then my internal injury is completely healed?" ”

Li Shangyang looked down at him and shook his head, and said: "It's not even counted, now it seems that this fire poison will also attack on time, but the interval is much longer than before, you have only had one attack in the past few days when you have been asleep, and what will happen after that, you will have to observe for a while." ”

Although a little disappointed, but finally good news, Zhuo Hua lay on the bed and sighed lightly, and continued: "Back then, I only had a palm in my hand, and I suffered for nearly ten years, and I will definitely slaughter the thief with my own hands in my lifetime to avenge this double eagle with my hands. ”

Li Shangyang said: "If you have such a mind, it is good. In two days, when you are better and you are able to get out of bed, I will teach you this basic method of luck. But when he tried to get out of bed, he naturally screamed like a pig, and still lay on the bed to recuperate.