At this time, Liu Banxian suddenly let out a faint call.

"Apprentice ......"

Li Yan's eyes changed, and the murderous aura disappeared. He hurriedly ran over to help the master up.

"Master, how are you?"

Liu Banxian suddenly grabbed his hand violently: "For the teacher...... As a teacher now I want to teach you the first lesson, you ...... Don't miss a word.

The imperial court decrees are not open, and the force of the people in the rivers and lakes is power, and it is the power of life and death. A man of great martial prowess can condemn anyone who does not do what he wants. There is only one punishment, and that is death ......."

Li Yan raised his eyebrows, pointed to the tsunami and said, "What's wrong with that? Shouldn't this kind of scum be damned?"

Liu Banxian coughed up a mouthful of blood and continued: "He...... Maybe damn it, maybe not, but it's not our turn to judge.

You are a human, not a god. Over time, you will forget the preciousness of life because of this uncontrollable power. You will have your hands covered in blood and you will not know it, and you will think that you are a hero of the heavens.

You see, King Qin, the iron-eating ghost, and this tsunami, who is not like this?

This is the first lesson I taught you: Don't kill unless you save someone. You have to remember it...... Remember ......"

With that, he vomited a mouthful of blood and passed out. It turned out that what he said just now was all he said with a strong breath, and now that the explanation is over, he can no longer support it, and he faints.

I don't know how long it took, Liu Banxian finally woke up. He jerked, "What about the tsunami?"

Li Yan was beside him and said to him, "Master, I didn't kill him. I tied him up, but he still died. As soon as our car moved, he hit his head on the rock. I've seen it, he's not saved......"

Liu Banxian sighed. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my chest, my throat and eyes were sweet, and I felt as if I was about to vomit blood again. He used all his strength to put this blood pressure back into his body, and asked, "How is your third uncle?"

Zhi'er hurriedly said, "It's okay now." Sanbo's fever has subsided, and he is sweating, which is much stronger than before. ”

Liu Banxian nodded, put his finger on his pulse, and listened carefully. Liu Banxian has a wide range of knowledge, and Yu Qihuang's art also knows a little or two.

However, even without a diagnosis, he knew his condition. The internal wounds inflicted by the Iron Eater had not yet healed, and now they had new wounds, and this time they were much more serious.

But at the moment, his mind was clear, and his body didn't seem to hurt so much. He understood that this was a return to light. This state is sometimes short-lived, only for a short time, and sometimes it is relatively long, even up to half a year.

But in any case, there will be inevitable death in the end.

Sure enough, Liu Banxian felt that his pulse came and went, and his life was hanging by a thread. But fortunately, he has a resolute personality, so he is not out of shape.

He asked, "Where are we now?"

Li Yan said: "This is the bottom of the Guillotine Valley. I was afraid of pursuers, so I drove the car here. Even the morning fog couldn't find us for a while. ”

Liu Banxian stabilized his heart and said, "Well done." Listen to the two of you: I was injured by the tsunami, and the three caves of the Spirit Ruins and the God Seal. I'm afraid only ...... left Two or three months of life. ”

Li Yan shook his head in shock and said, "No!

Liu Banxian said: "You listen to me." Although the situation was critical, my injuries were still saved. As far as I know, there is a holy medicine called Snow Lotus in the White Tiger of the Western Regions, among which the thousand-year-old Snow Lotus is the most precious and rare, which can be flesh and bones and live dead. Huating Mansion is not far from the Western Regions, so you can take a trip to Baihufan for your teacher. The teacher waited in this canyon. If you can come back within three months, you can come to me, if you can't, you can go directly to the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain and join my ...... My funeral ......"

Li Yan cried: "Master, don't die!"

Liu Banxian smiled: "Good boy, I'll try my best......"

Zhi'er said: "Don't worry, the master and the third uncle are taken care of by me." When the third uncle is well, we will not be afraid of bad guys. Just be careful on the road. ”

Li Yan thought: Now is not the time to be sad, so he wiped his tears, explained a few words to Zhi'er, and turned around and went out of the valley.

Liu Banxian thought to himself: Zhi'er, this little girl is very virtuous, and she and Li Yan are old acquaintances. When he returns, I need to arrange for them to get married as soon as possible...... I wish I could live until then......

There are two flowers, one on each branch. However, it was said that Li Chuan went all the way to the southwest, and when he got out of Ziyang Pass, he arrived at the boundary of Baihufan.

At that time, Shenzhou was in crisis. There are Hulu in the north, and Fusang in the east, but the biggest threat is still the white tiger in the west. White Tiger Fan and the Central Plains Dynasty are old rivals, they have been fighting since thousands of years ago, and they have never come to a result.

Outside the Ziyang Pass is the extremely cold and bitter place, even in the hot summer, the wind and snow are howling, as if the winter will never pass.

Li Yan walked on the snowfield against the north wind, and the cold wind blew so that he couldn't open his eyes. Even if the person is fine, the horse will not be able to support it. The poor beast moved on its knees, as if it were about to die after a few more steps.

But seeing that there was nothing to rely on in the vast world, Li Yan thought to himself: I won't die in this snowstorm, right? The killer didn't kill me, but I froze to death myself, which is really ridiculous.

At this time, he suddenly saw a few black dots appear at the end of the earth, and walked slowly. When I got closer, it turned out to be several huge yaks. They arched their noses over the remnants of the plums and the horses, and did not seem to be afraid of them.

Li Remnant had an idea. Lead the horse into the long hair under the belly of the giant bull. The ox was very docile, and several heads formed a circle to protect one man and one horse.

After a long time, the wind and snow finally subsided. Li Yan got out from under the cow's belly, stroked the cow's back and said, "Thank you, you saved my life!"

The yak mooed, as if in response to him.

At this time, someone came from a distance, holding a long lasso, who seemed to be a herdsman. When he saw Li Yan, he asked in surprise: "With such a big snowstorm, how dare you rush outside, don't you want to die?"

Li Yan said: "I am a Han Chinese, and I don't know the situation here. I got lost just now, and it was all thanks to these big cows that I was able to survive. ”

The man smiled: "My name is Gelengci, and these cows are the sons of the mountain god - wild yaks." Since they saved you, it means that you have a relationship with our White Tiger Fan, why don't you come to my house for a drink!"

Li Yan was surprised and delighted, and thanked him again and again. He went back to the tent.

The tent was lit with red charcoals, warm as spring. Gelenci brought butter tea, glutinous rice and mutton. It turns out that the people of Baihu are hospitable, but when you entertain guests, you must come up with the best wine and food. For thousands of years, this has been the case.

After a bowl of butter tea, Gelensi asked, "Young man, why don't you stay in the bustling Central Plains and come to the depths of our snowy mountains?"

Li Yan suddenly remembered his mission, and asked rhetorically: "By the way, Brother Gelenci, I'm looking for a medicine called Millennium Snow Lotus, do you know where it is?"

"Millennial Snow Lotus?" Gelengci laughed: "I've only heard of Snow Lotus, but I've never heard of it for a thousand years." If this thing grows for a thousand years, won't it become a refinement?"

Li Yan's heart sank, but he still asked: "It's okay if it's not a thousand years, please tell me one or two!"