The Peach of the Dead End Chapter 8 The Imperial Formula
"Pavilion Master?" The Langya guards cautiously approached Su Yang, and someone surrounded Ye Bu with a cautious face.
Su Yang didn't react, and under Langyawei's constant calling, his eyelids trembled, and he finally opened his eyes slowly.
A flash of essence disappeared, his eyes returned to clarity, and he looked at Langyawei in front of him suspiciously, with a worried look on his face.
Suddenly, he felt that something was not right, and looked down at his hands, which were slightly clenched, filled with a powerful force.
"This ......!"
Su Yang felt incredible, spread out his palm, a cloud of white gas rose, and the inside and outside dispersed, this long-lost feeling made him excited.
"My meridians have recovered?!"
However, before he could get more excited, the internal breath on his palm suddenly dissipated, as if his strength had been drained in an instant. Su Yang became sluggish, his steps trembled, and he almost fell, his face was pale and bloodless.
"No, why did the inner breath disappear again?" just got up to hope, but instantly fell into despair again, Rao is Su Yang, and he couldn't bear it.
Langya Wei hurriedly supported Su Yang, who retreated again and again, kept shaking his head, and clenched his fists again, but the feeling was no longer there.
"Ye Buxiu?" Su Yang looked up and saw Ye Buxiu kneeling on the ground opposite, his expression was shocked.
And Ye Buxiu raised his eyes to look at Su Yang, looking extremely decadent, his face covered with blood, and his voice was hoarse: "I didn't expect that I would be defeated in your hands, obviously I have no cultivation at all, what did you do?"
"I ......" Su Yang frowned and pondered, puzzled.
Suddenly, a golden light flashed in his mind, followed by a widening of his eyes, Su Yang looked at Ye Buxiu, and said in horror: "Could it be the imperial trick?!"
"Although my meridians are exhausted, I still remember the Imperial Secret Mental Method, it is because my life is about to die, and I accidentally awaken the Imperial Secret in my body and automatically protect the Lord. That's why the internal breath suddenly recovered, and then disappeared in an instant, and it was just a flash in the pan of the imperial formula?"
"Bullshit! The internal breath that emerged from your body just now is clearly mine! It's the so-called imperial trick that forcibly sucks my internal breath away to save you......"
Ye Buxiu suddenly realized that when the imperial secret appeared in the world, he was still in retreat. But it is rumored that the imperial recipe is the supreme immortal recipe of the ancient period, it is just the heart method, after thousands of years, could it be that even the exercises have spirituality?
After tempering and the precipitation of time, it may be possible to channel the spirit, allowing the wielder to reach the realm of human and sword unity. But I have never heard that the exercise also has this effect, and it seems to become a part of the practitioner's body, which will automatically open to protect the master.
Su Yang's face was full of doubts, he didn't know much about the imperial formula. When the master taught him the imperial formula, he only had the upper volume, not the second volume. Senior brother Jun Wuregret and senior sister Huang Ziqiong have also cultivated the imperial formula, but they have never heard of such a thing, so it is no wonder that people in the cultivation want to snatch the imperial formula.
After founding the Imperial Wind Pavilion eight years ago, Su Yang was also afraid that his possession of the Imperial Secret would be coveted by cultivators again. Because the meridians are exhausted, it is believed that more people will flock to it.
Therefore, in front of many people in the cultivation world, he had already burned the parchment scroll that had been rolled up by the imperial formula. In this way, he can continue to live in Yecheng as Su Yang, not as the master of the Imperial Wind Pavilion.
Now it seems that the Imperial Secret must not be a simple and superior exercise, although the inner breath that has just gushed out has disappeared again, but Su Yang has more faith that one day, he will definitely be able to truly restore his cultivation.
He looked at Ye Buxiu's tragic situation at this moment, shook his head slightly, and said solemnly: "So far, I can only tell you that Ye Piaoyang did not die at my hands, but because he protected me, he was killed by Leng Lingzi of the Kunlun faction. ”
"I can't lie to you in this situation. You are Ye Piaoyang's father, I won't kill you, and your cultivation is completely lost now, but the meridians are not damaged, I believe that with Japanese logistics and cultivation, you can recover quickly. I hope you do it yourself. ”
Ye Buxiu's eyes trembled, what Su Yang said was not unreasonable, now that he wanted to kill himself, it was as easy as a snap. Could it really be that I misunderstood?
"The masked man who told me about this should be your enemy, so be careful yourself. After figuring this out, Ye Buxiu couldn't help but feel relieved, if his son really died to protect Su Yang, then he would kill him now, and how would he meet my son when he went to Huangquan in the future.
Ye Buxiu slowly stood up, staggered, looked at Su Yang, and finally said: "In order to prevent Liu Changhe from coming to save you, I specially arranged for the people of the Seven Killing Pavilion to attack Langya Mountain. They are all outlaws, but they are the elite of the Seven Killing Pavilion, different from those who are in the Xuan Tribulation. ”
"Although the cultivation is not necessarily higher than that of Xuan Tribulation and the others, they are loyal to me, you take my token, and let them all submit to you. ”
After saying these words, Ye Buxiu took out the token of the Seven Killing Pavilion Lord from his arms and threw it to Langya Wei. Then he turned around, staggered, and faded away.
Su Yang sighed, turned his head and instructed Langya Wei, "Bring the two dead and the injured back to Langya Mountain and bury them properly." ”
"Yes, Pavilion Master. ”
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Three days have passed since the Seven Killing Pavilion Rebellion, two Langyawei have died, and Su Yang asked Liu Changhe to select two recognized people from the elites under Ye Buxiu and the Langya Army to join Langyawei.
The remaining nearly thirty people began to be trained by the Blue Ice Moon, making them loyal to the Imperial Wind Pavilion. If there are unqualified ones, they will be eliminated directly, and the method of elimination is self-evident.
After all, you can't leave a disaster, if these people are talking nonsense outside, and Su Yang's identity is exposed, it will be more than worth the loss.
From this point, it can also be seen that the ruthless side of the master of Su Yang's Imperial Wind Pavilion is definitely not just a rumor in the cultivation world.
In the evening, Lan Bingyue came to report to Su Yang on the preliminary training of the thirty people of the Seven Killing Pavilion. There are only thirteen people in total, and these people have to undergo rigorous training again until they are the same as Langyawei, and if they can surpass, it will naturally be better.
All of them are killers, and if they can, they might be able to serve as another secret assassination force in the Imperial Wind Pavilion.
"You've done a good job, you've worked hard for the past few days, go back and rest. Su Yang looked at Lan Bingyue and said.
"Pavilion Master, you go to sleep first, and then I'll go back to rest. Lan Bingyue said softly.
"Okay, I'll sleep. Su Yang was helpless, got up and walked to the bed, and lay down. Lan Bingyue covered him with a quilt and walked out.
But Su Yang opened his eyes, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, anyway, he had nothing to do in the past few days, and the thirty-six people of Langya Wei had already been sent out by himself to find something to restore the meridians.
They will gradually patrol in the four directions of Daqi, and contact the local forces of His Excellency Yufeng, so that they can search for them together. Naturally, it was impossible to tell them the reason for their search, and everything was going on in the way that Su Yang expected.
Next, Su Yang had a lot of free time to imagine the so-called ghost face pattern. According to what Ye Buxiu said later, the masked man should be in Baocheng, and it is necessary for him to go.