Xu Qingsong sat on the chair, and he was very nervous at this time.

In front of him, Xu Fu was holding a delicate flying knife in his hand, which was grilled on the fire. It's clearly disinfecting.

"Grandpa, don't panic, I'll start. ”

After Xu Fu comforted Xu Qingsong, he picked up the sterilized flying knife and cut Xu Qingsong's chest.

"Poof"

Xu Qingsong's chest was cut open with a small wound, and blood slowly flowed out.

Xu Fu stretched out his palm, slowly approached the wound, and carefully shot out wisps of thick true qi.

A moment later, he felt a suction from the wound.

This is the Spirit Devouring Worm devouring True Qi!

After passing the True Qi positioning, Xu Fu immediately struck out several extremely strong True Qi, this time he released the power of his soul, and formed a small Spiritual Qi binding array at Xu Qingsong's wound with True Qi.

In order not to affect Xu Fu's operation, Xu Qingsong had already closed his eyes at the beginning.

It's just that not long after the wound was cut, he felt a tingling pain in his body, as if something was crawling inside his body.

After a while, Xu Qingsong was sweating profusely, and he even felt that there seemed to be a worm with many feet crawling on his chest.

Feeling that the Spirit Devouring Worm was getting closer and closer to the wound, Xu Fu immediately released multiple wisps of true qi, and this time the true qi was also mixed with soul power.

Finally, when Xu Fu seized the opportunity, a bright red beetle with a diameter of two or three centimeters was pulled out of the wound by him and trapped in his hand.

"Grandpa, alright. Xu Fu said softly.

Hearing Xu Fu's words, Xu Qingsong's nerves, which had been tense, instantly relaxed, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Grandpa, this is gold sore medicine. Xu Fu took out a bottle of medicine and handed it to Xu Qingsong, this medicine was obtained by the Xiaoxiao Heaven Gang before, although the quality is garbage, it can barely be used.

Xu Qinglet held the medicine bottle handed by Xu Fu in his hand, and his heart was shocked. He clearly felt that there was no longer a blockage of true qi in his body, and his heart was much smoother.

"This is the Spirit Eater, I'll take it first. After Xu Fu showed Xu Qingsong the Spirit Devouring Worm, he took out the crystal box he had obtained from Shen Shan and put it in.

After a long time, Xu Qingsong, who had finished applying the medicine, took a big breath and said, "Fu'er, when you return to the sect, you must help me thank Mr. Guigu." ”

"Good. Xu Fu replied softly.

Due to the use of soul power in the previous forcible action, he was sweating profusely at this time, and his brain was a little drowsy.

"Fu'er, what's wrong with you?"

Xu Qingsong looked at Xu Fu and seemed to be in a bad state, and said with concern.

"It's okay, I've just consumed some true qi, just take a break. ”

"Okay, then Fu'er, you go and have a good rest first. Xu Qingsong said, he felt that he should also be quiet.

Originally, Xu Qingsong felt that he would not live long, and thought that he would use the spiritual vein and the Kyushu Immortal Cultivation Record he got to find a way out for Xu Fu.

And now, Xu Fu actually worshipped a super power as a master and saved his own life. In time, if he cultivates to the top, he can return to the Divine Dragon Palace, and maybe he can also find the Yin Devouring Sect to take revenge.

It's just that everything came too suddenly, and although Xu Qingsong was calm on the surface, he was still in a state of confusion in his heart.

Xu Fu didn't say much, and quietly breathed.

After a period of silence, Xu Fu informed Xu Qingsong that he would stay in the world for a while, and he would return to the sect to continue his cultivation when the time came.

In this regard, Xu Qingsong is not surprised, once entering the martial arts, the less secular shackles the better.

......

On the balcony of the bedroom, Xu Fu looked at the night sky.

From Xu Qingsong's mouth, Xu Fu learned that the sect master of the Yin Devouring Sect was very likely to be a martial artist of the Martial God Realm.

According to his estimate, the Martial God Realm was at least equivalent to the transformation stage of the ancient monks, and it was not something he could deal with at the moment.

Resources, he needs resources.

Thinking of this, he took out a dozen storage bags that he had obtained from robbing the Xiaotian Gang, and carefully checked what there was to use.

Soon, more than a dozen storage bags were sorted out by him.

The most of them were currency and gold, although Ke Zhenxie was given a bag of currency, but the currency left in the storage bag by the high-ranking members of the Xiaotian Gang and Long Xiaotian that he killed was kept.

He roughly estimated that the currency should be around 500 million. If it is gold, it is about 700 catties.

"A small gang is so rich!"

Xu Fu sighed with emotion and put the currency and gold into two storage bags separately.

Then there are a bunch of martial arts and weapons used by martial artists, these things Xu Fu thinks are the most worthless. He glanced at the weapons, and they were basically mortal-grade middle grade and lower grade. The words of the exercises were even more miserable, and Xu Fu even felt that he could write a bunch of them casually.

Among the many belongings, the most surprising thing for Xu Fu was the piles of calligraphy, calligraphy and paintings, porcelain, bronzes and other antiques.

Thinking of the last time the subordinates of the Xiaotian Gang said that there was a secret, Xu Fu speculated that it should be the antiques he was referring to. Moreover, when he killed Shen Shan before, he also found out from Shen Shan's mobile phone that the Xiaotian Gang had dug an ancient tomb some time ago.

If it is said that the most valuable thing for him is probably the bag of herbs, in addition to a thousand-year-old ginseng, there are more than 100 beads of various century-old herbs.

Huh? What is this?

When Xu Fu was sorting out the herbs, he found that there were a few pieces of turtle shells in the pile of herbs, and the turtle shells faintly exuded a meager spiritual pressure.

When I took it in my hand, I saw that there were words engraved on the turtle shell.

Oracle?

Xu Fu was curious for a while, and took a closer look. His teacher, Guiguzi, was a master of fortune telling, and it was not difficult for Xu Fu to decipher the words on the turtle shell, even if it was the oracle bone inscription.