Chapter 500: Black Gas

Shen Yun picked up Qingshuang in disbelief.

That's right, it's still a low-grade magic weapon.

Ahh

He knew that Qingshuang was an advanced magic weapon. Because he lost his master and had no aura for a long time, he lost his grade one after another and became a low-grade magic weapon.

It is mentioned in the jade slip of the patriarch that the common practice of nourishing the magic weapon is to let the magic weapon recognize the owner first, and then put it into the dantian.

However, according to the method introduced by the patriarch, he tried many times, but he couldn't collect Qingshuang into the dantian.

It's weird.

Therefore, he can only continue to put Qingshuang in the treasure bag.

There is also aura there, which should also be able to nourish the green cream.

When he inadvertently shaved off the black-clothed man's left shoulder and left arm just now, he thought it was Qingshuang who had been promoted.

It turned out to be not.

Then, he didn't inject spiritual power into it, how could Qingshuang hurt a second-layer foundation cultivator so much just by relying on the benefits of a low-grade magic weapon?

When he was stunned with the green frost, the man in black had a big change.

Because Shen Yun was holding Qingshuang in both hands, the fixing technique that his left hand had been pinching naturally loosened.

So, the man in black screamed miserably, his eyes were gone, and his squatting body fell backwards. Then, he collapsed on the deck, not moving.

Elder Wu was also stunned by his lord's thunderous methods.

When he came back to his senses, he found that the lord was holding the half-old bamboo flute in a daze, and the man in black was lying motionless in a pool of blood, and in those triangular eyes, there were only whites of eyes, but no black eyeballs.

With a tight heart, he hurriedly stepped forward, squatted down, and rolled up his sleeves to sniff.

It's out of gas!

He shuddered, quickly raised his head, and reported: "Lord, he's out of breath!"

I don't dare to directly conclude that I am dead. Because this is an immortal official after all, he may be different from mortals, and he doesn't necessarily have to rely on his mouth and nose to breathe in and out.

Shen Yun came back to his senses, didn't care about looking at Qingshuang anymore, put it directly into the treasure bag, and also squatted down, reaching out to probe the pulse of the man in black's neck.

"There is no pulse. He's dead. ”

When Elder Wu heard this, his face was rarely stunned - the man in black was indeed injured a lot. But as far as he knew, even if he was replaced by a mortal martial artist, he would not die so suddenly. Even if the bleeding is not stopped in time, it is no problem to drag it out for a moment or three. Could it be that the monk's endurance is far inferior to that of a mortal warrior?

That's ridiculous!

He couldn't help but shake his head, in order to shake off this absurd inference, and said with disdain in his heart: This guy was obviously scared to death!

Shen Yun originally thought the same way. However, when he withdrew his hand, he was attracted by the wound on his neck that was gushing blood.

It stands to reason that with the physique of the foundation monk, this opening should have stopped the bleeding on its own.

Why is it that the bleeding rate is a little faster than when it was first started?

There must be quirks!

He couldn't help but use his spiritual power, merging into his eyes, and concentrating on it - this was not a trick introduced by the ancestor in the jade slip, it was purely created by him. Long before he got the ancestor's jade slip, he found an interesting use of spiritual power in himself, that is, if he wanted to increase the protection or strength of a certain place, he would transfer spiritual power to whichever place. However, its effect can only last for a maximum of three breaths. For example, if you want the strength of your right arm to increase several times in an instant, then you can do it by injecting spiritual power into your right arm, and if you want to increase your eyesight, you need to inject spiritual power into your eyes.

At this glance, he was petrified.

There was a faint black aura in that wound!

It is these black gases that prevent the wound from bleeding on its own, but also make the blood flow faster.

Heavenly Emperor, how can the wound I got carry black qi? It's not just demon cultivators or demons......

Shen Yun blinked vigorously, and once again activated his aura, looking at the big wound on his left shoulder.

There is also black gas!And there are more of them, and the colors are more intense!

I...... Shen Yun's heart was shocked, and he actually sat on the ground with his buttocks, raised his hands, and stared at it deadly.

Elder Wu saw his lord's dejected appearance, clenched his fists and sighed - lord, your heart is too kind!

Not to mention that this guy was scared to death by himself, what does it have to do with the lord! Even if he really killed him by mistake, there is nothing wrong with him. Cutting off a minions of the Immortal Court is simply eliminating harm for the people, and it is not a mistake. What's more, it was originally the lord who was the first offense by this guy and his companions. Just now, if it weren't for the lord's sharpness and skill, he and the lord would have become headless ghosts.

This villain, who is used to ignoring people's lives on weekdays, should have someone like the lord to control them. This is called retribution!

"My lord, this is not a place to stay for a long time. He stepped forward to help the man up and reminded him softly.

Shen Yun put down his hands, closed his eyes, and his mind turned quickly: How can I be a demon cultivator? It should be Qingshuang's problem. Elder Wu was right to remind that the most important thing at the moment is to deal with the aftermath. Also, Chen Ying's body will be cremated...... When we return to Zhuangzi, let's take a closer look.

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the mess in his mind, when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were back to their usual clarity and brightness.

"You're right. He looked down at the man in black who was still bubbling with blood, and said with a twisted eyebrow, "This guy, and this boat, must be burned." Before he died, the Captain had a last word, asking me to cremate his body...... You take his body to the shore first. “

"Yes. Elder Wu didn't ask much. Just now, he roughly heard some reasons from the confession of the man in black. The character of the lord is there. If the lord and the man in black are spoken, he naturally believes in the lord. He guessed that this white-robed lieutenant would definitely not be a fugitive from the East China Sea. And, before he died, he must have said something to his lord. The lord should have been moved and made some promises. The cremation of his body by elephant is one of them.

Alas, he died so tragically that he would be stigmatized as a fugitive. He sighed, walked over, clasped his fists in front of Chen Ying's corpse, and said, "My lord, I'll take you off the boat." Please calm your anger, the black-clothed guard who slandered you has been beheaded by my lord. You have sacrificed your life bravely for the safety of one side, and your merits are immeasurable, and you will definitely be a fairy fetus with a promising future in the next life. You can go with peace of mind. ”

This is not a request for merit from a dead man, but a sincere persuasion. He heard from the elders that if a person dies unjustly, the resentment on his body is too heavy, and it will scare away the black and white impermanence who comes to kill him. As a result, he became a lonely ghost and a wild ghost, unable to enter Huangquan Road, and unable to be reborn.

God pity you! Heroes and martyrs should not be so desolate. He couldn't bear this adult's heroic sacrifice, but he was made angry by that black-hearted man, and then missed the opportunity to be reincarnated.