Lin Yihua led everyone back to the dart game, everyone looked happy, looked at Ling Hu Yichong but was full of worry, Ling Hu Yichong's face was slightly pale, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's just heartbreaking, and I won't want my life." ”

Lin Yihua asked someone to bring pen and ink and wrote a formula.

Lin Zhennan glanced at it and said, "Our dart bureau has a complete set of medicinal materials, I should be able to make up enough of these medicinal materials." ”

Lin Yihua tore open Ling Hu's shirt, and his entire right arm was swollen as thick as a thigh, and the cortex was crumbled tightly, showing a jet black, and constantly spreading to his chest.

Lin Yizhi's eyes were a little red, staring at the wound on Ling Hu Yichong's right arm, feeling both moved and a little guilty.

Ling Hu Yi Chong looked at it and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Lin doesn't have to be like this, it's not a big deal." ”

Lin Yihua looked left and right at the wound and ordered: "Senior Brother Lin, there should be silver needles here in your house, go find a few thin silver needles." Lin Yizhi responded and ran out.

Ling Hu Yichong grinned and said, "Senior Brother Lin is still a little tender, and he is so worried about such an injury." ”

Lin Yihua snorted and said, "You, it's better to take some time to practice more boxing and foot kung fu, otherwise you will still suffer in this area in the future." ”

Linghu Yi sat down on the ground, nodded and said, "Senior brother is reasonable. "Close your eyes and heal your wounds.

Lin Yizhi brought the silver needle, and saw that Linghu Yichong had already started to exercise, and Liang Yifa and a few people were on guard around, and they didn't make a sound, tiptoeing in.

Lin Yihua took the smallest, hair-thick silver needle, roasted it over the fire, and looked intently at Linghu Yichong's right shoulder.

After a long time, he pinched the silver needle and slowly twisted it, inserted it, up to two inches, twisted it for a while, slowly pulled it out, and pricked eighteen needles in a row before putting down the silver needle and continuing to observe Ling Hu Yichong's right shoulder.

After a while, at the place where the silver needle was under the needle just now, a little bit of black blood overflowed, Lin Yihua took a clean cotton wool, gently leaned over, and sucked the black blood that continued to overflow, making the black of Hu Yichong's right shoulder slowly fade.

The courtyard was quiet, and after more than half an hour, Linghu Yichong stopped carrying internal force, opened his eyes, and saw a pair of concerned eyes looking at him, his heart was hot, and he smiled: "What's the matter, how many winds and waves have I waded through, and I can still kill me?"

Lin Yihua carefully inspected the injury again, and said: "Yu Canghai's heart-destroying palm has been famous for a long time, it is indeed powerful, fortunately, this palm was hit by you and was not solid, otherwise this arm will be useless, what about the bones?"

Linghu Yichong moved his right arm lightly, and said disappreciably: "There should be some bone cracks, and it is not good to use the sword in half a month." ”

Lin Yihua said happily: "That's good, you are not allowed to drink during this time." ”

Linghu Yichong's face was bitter, and everyone laughed when they saw it.

Lu Dayou said: "Brother Chong, don't be sad, I will help you, I drink with two hands in the past half month, my left hand drinks my own, and my right hand helps you drink." ”

Ling Hu Yi rolled his eyes and said with a sneer: "Senior Brother Lu is so bold, when have you drunk your share before?"

Lin Yizhi and the others all laughed, and Lu Dayou grinned: "Since this is the case, junior brother, I will give up my life to accompany the gentleman, drink your share first, and then drink my own when I turn around." ”

Everyone laughed for a while, and Lin Yizhi asked, "Senior Brother Lin, which one won the battle between Brother Chong and Yu Xiaozi?"

Linghu Yichong smiled and said, "Senior Brother Lin, do you look at me like I have won the battle?"

Everyone shook their heads, and when the two sides separated, Yu Canghai seemed to want to pursue Senior Brother Linghu, so it seemed that Senior Brother Linghu should have lost.

Lin Yihua glanced at Linghu Yichong, saw everyone's eyes looking over, and explained: "Senior Brother Linghu's swordsmanship is one line higher, but he lost a chip in internal strength, and he barely reached a tie." ”

"If it is a martial arts competition, Yu Canghai has a slight upper hand, if it is a desperate fight, Yu Canghai has died in Huangquan at this moment. ”

"Oh!"

Lin Yizhi and the others looked at Lin Yihua in surprise, and then looked at Linghu Yichong, but saw Linghu Yichong smiling and not saying anything.

Lin Yihua said: "Senior Brother Linghu is still kind-hearted, and the last sword is retained." ”

At that time, Senior Brother Linghu saw a flaw in Yu Canghai's swordsmanship, and stabbed Yu Canghai with a sword, although he was pinched by his muscles, but at that moment, Senior Brother Linghu had two choices. ”

"First, continue to move forward, and cut into Yu Canghai's throat with a sword, and the whole person threw himself into Yu Canghai's arms, there is a great chance that he will not be so seriously injured, and kill Yu Canghai by the way. ”

"The other one is like that, an injury for an injury. ”

Lu Dayou sighed, and said excitedly: "Brother Chong, you actually won Yu Canghai, then his title as one of the top ten masters of the righteous path is not yours!"

Linghu Yichong looked at Lu Dayou, looking like he couldn't imagine that you were so stupid.

Lu Dayou was a little puzzled by Ling Hu Yichong's eyes, and said, "Brother Chong, what's wrong?"

Linghu Yichong sighed: "The top ten masters of the righteous path, how many are we in charge?"

"Fifth!"

Lu Dayou said indignantly: "I think the head can be ranked first!"

"Who is there in Huashan?"

The others are Fangzheng, Chongxu, Zuo Lengchan, Zhenshanzi, Jiefeng, Tianmen, Moda, Dingxian and Yu Xiaozi. ”

"Then what do you think I can rank in Huashan?"

Lu Dayou clasped his fingers and said, "Probably, maybe about ten, right?"

Linghu Yichong laughed, shook the wound, bared his teeth, and said with a smile: "Thank you, junior brother, for looking up to me so much, I haven't reached the top ten yet." Even so, I'm ranked tenth in the righteous path and tenth in Huashan, don't you think it's strange?"

Lu Dayou and Lin Yizhi were dumbfounded, just now Lin Yizhi also felt that what Lu Dayou said was reasonable, and defeated the tenth place, didn't he occupy the tenth place?

Lu Dayou said indignantly: "That's right, the names of these guys have ignored the other masters of our Huashan." ”

Lin Yihua couldn't see it, and said: "What does it matter to us about people's rankings, we can rank them however we want." ”

"You said that he ignored Huashan, and you don't want to think about Shaolin, do you know Master Fang Sheng who often walks in the rivers and lakes? He is the junior brother of the abbot of Fangzheng, and his martial arts are high, no worse than Xie Feng, does he have a ranking?"

"Moreover, he is only the first seat of the Shaolin Zhike Academy, and his status is not as good as the first seat of the Dharma Academy, the Discipline Academy, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the Luohan Hall. ”

Lu Dayou and the other Huashan disciples all frowned slightly and thought about it.

Lin Yizhi hesitated: "Could it be that this ranking refers to the strength of the sect?"

Lin Yihua nodded and said, "It's not exactly, but it's almost." ”

Lu Dayou sighed: "It turns out that our Huashan, in the hearts of these people in the rivers and lakes, can't even compare to Kunlun?"

Lin Yizhi was curious: "How strong is Shaolin, and how does it compare with our Huashan now?"

Lin Yihua shook his head and said: "Don't think about these useless, the strength of Shaolin is hidden deeply, how many temples are there in the world, how many Shaolin monks are distributed among them, how many Shaolin lay disciples are there, not the Shaolin abbot, who can know how powerful his Shaolin faction is?"

Lin Yihua saw that the junior disciples were a little shocked, thinking that he couldn't hit the junior disciples too much, and said: "You just need to know that our Huashan is no worse than any sect." ”

Liang Yifa, Lin Yizhi and others also smiled when they heard this.

Yes!

I don't know how strong Shaolin is, but how strong Huashan is, they still know something, as a disciple of Huashan, they don't care about any sect at all.

Lin Yihua said: "Okay, let Senior Brother Fox rest for a while, and then continue to exercise after an hour, and strive to heal the injury as soon as possible." ”

"After the head of the sect asked us to deal with the affairs of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, we rushed to Hengshan next month to participate in the golden basin hand-washing meeting of Uncle Liu Zhengfeng of the Hengshan faction. ”

Linghu Yichong looked at his right arm and said, "No problem, it will be guaranteed to be in good condition after one month." ”

"Ha, it's just right, you can see and see the swordsmanship of the Songshan faction, I heard that it is just dignified, fast and slow, but I don't know that the thirteen Taibao, the great prestige, how is the kung fu at hand?"

Lin Yihua said: "Senior brother and junior should not take it lightly, the Thirteenth Taibao has been famous for more than ten years, how can it be a wasted name." There is no vanity under the fame, and if you encounter it, you need to deal with it carefully. ”

His tone was a little stern, for fear that his juniors and disciples would be arrogant and would be prone to suffer losses in the rivers and lakes.

Several people in Huashan hurriedly replied: "Senior Brother Xie's teachings, we can save it." ”

Linghu Yichong also nodded slightly.