Chapter 122: How Many Years Have a Man?
The weather is getting cooler.
The boy woke up slowly.
Look up and meet a pair of eyes as bright as the moon.
Fang Yan was a little stunned, and subconsciously moved, but he couldn't help but snort in pain, as if all his internal organs were squeezed together. Only then did he notice that he was actually soaked in a small medicine jar, and the surrounding building courtyard was a little dilapidated.
The little girl in the robe was a little surprised, and when she saw the young man wake up, she hurriedly jumped down from the edge of the jar, spread her legs and ran to the sleeping old Dao'er, grabbed the old Dao'er's white beard, and dragged it hard.
Lao Dao'er snored like thunder, suddenly encountered an unwarranted disaster, screamed in pain, rubbed his eyes and slowly got up, glared at the little girl, the little girl glared back unceremoniously, pulled Lao Dao'er's sleeve, and pointed at Fang Yan.
The young man was stunned in the jar, looking at each other in a daze.
Lao Dao'er yawned, and as soon as he raised his hand, the young man rose to the sky, and plunged his head into the vat on the other side.
The tank was full of clear water, and it was so cold that Fang Yan fell into the vat, and he was even more confused.
The little girl in the robe turned her head sharply and glared at the old Dao'er.
Lao Dao'er was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "How can I turn my elbow outward and turn 108,000 miles?!"
The little girl in the robe turned her head away from him.
Lao Dao'er almost choked himself to death with a mouthful of blood.
Poor Fang Yan, as soon as he poked his head out of the water, he was vigorously pressed back again, choking on several mouthfuls of water.
"Now that you are awake, hurry up and run the exercises to consolidate the roots, lest the old man spend two or two efforts to help you beat the qi and blood collapse again. Lao Dao'er said angrily.
Fang Yan shook his head, coughed violently a few times, and finally struggled out of the confusion, opened his mouth slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Where is this?"
"Breaking the Dao Temple. Lao Dao'er shrugged his shoulders, glanced at the little girl, and sighed slightly.
The little girl in the Taoist robe on the side squatted near the vat, covered her eyes with her hands, and looked at the young man through her fingers.
Fang Yan also looked at this little girl he had never met, and his brain was a mess.
"You saved me?" the young man cherished his words like gold, not because he didn't want to say it, but because there seemed to be a fire cloud in his throat, and he couldn't speak in pain.
"It's not us, it's Min Jian who found you, brought you into this Taoist temple where birds don't, and begged me hard, otherwise I will be full of food and take good medicinal materials to cure you?"
Fang Yan was silent and swallowed his saliva.
"Didn't you hear what I just said, don't you martial artists pay attention to people living in one breath, bursting into blood and falling into the realm, breaking and standing up, you should be able to hold on to anyone?" Seeing that the young man didn't react, Lao Dao'er couldn't help but scold him angrily,
Fang Yan was stunned, this old way chattered about it, and he couldn't help but think of his master Qin Wuforget, who was far away in the sky.
However, he still listened to Lao Dao'er's words, his body hurt and he couldn't move, he could only sniff with his nose, there were many kinds of medicinal materials mixed in the medicine jar he was waiting for before, Fang Yan could only barely identify three or four, most of them were the effect of consolidating the foundation and cultivating the yuan.
His body was suspended in the vat, and he couldn't move cross-legged, so he could only guard the dantian, silently mobilizing the initial three chapters of blood gathering to stabilize his mind, and as soon as the qi and blood entered the meridians, the young man almost fainted in pain, if someone looked at the inside of the young man with a spell, he would be shocked to find that many meridians in the young man's body were broken, and there were several main hubs tangled together, and the original abundant eight blood knots were dried up in half, and even many cracks. The worst thing is the left arm, not to mention the blurred flesh and blood, there are many meridians collapsing, barbarian fingers are imprisoned, one finger mobilizes the qi and blood of the whole body, where is the left arm can bear.
The boy's body was as if it had been broken alive and then re-sewn and mended.
Fang Yan opened his eyes, his face was like gold paper.
"It's really useless, bear with it!" Lao Dao'er pursed his lips, his body disappeared suddenly, and he appeared in front of Fang Yan again, raising his hand and punching, Fang Yan's body shook violently, his face flushed, and he felt a strong force pass through his body, directly into Fang Yan's heart, his qi and blood churned, and he collapsed.
The boy suddenly bled out.
The little girl in the robe was anxious, and she hurriedly glared at the old Dao'er.
"Look, I'm not going to kill him. Lao Dao'er made a straight face, "This bastard boy was too seriously injured after his body burst into blood, and now he is even more down, I broke up his congested qi and blood for his good for his good, if I didn't rely on my breath to fish, he would have gone to Huangquan Road a long time ago." ”
The young man's body trembled, he couldn't move, he could only grit his teeth, and his eyes were bloodshot.
"Huh?" Lao Dao'er let out a surprised voice and let go of the breath on his fist, "It's a kind of seed that can endure hardship." ”
Half an hour later, Fang Yan's expression was in a trance, and he almost fainted, Lao Dao'er flicked his sleeves, and the young man's body rose again and fell into the medicine jar, "This medicine jar seals your overflowing qi and blood, controls your body luck, when you can climb out, I will reward you with one more punch." ”
Lao Dao'er wiped his hands with the dirty Taoist robe, looked at the young man who had completely fainted, and said to the little girl in the Taoist robe: "When I go out to subdue the demon, I take care of him, and I release it once in three hours, one incense at a time, and the day is reversed." ”
The little girl nodded, still squatting on the ground, covering her face and peeking at the boy.
Lao Dao'er played with the token taken from the boy's body, "Flower Bone Sect, I haven't heard of it, what does this little baby have to do with the old bastard surnamed Zhong, you have to sell my personal favor to let me save this kid." ”
Lao Dao'er frowned and looked outside the Taoist temple, "Also, why is the demonic aura in this area so heavy, it stands to reason that those guys in Central Continent shouldn't be ignored?"
The old Taoist was puzzled, stepped out of the courtyard, every step he took, the statue of the Taoist temple behind him was brighter, nine steps later, the golden light was released, and it was instantly dim.
"Hmph!" the old man pulled out his peachwood sword and stuck it upside down on the ground, and the whole person disappeared suddenly.
The little girl in the robe turned a deaf ear.
Fang Yan entered the jar, and only woke up after two incense sticks in a coma, looking at the little girl in the Taoist robe in front of him, he wanted to say something, but he snorted lightly.
The little girl in the robe jumped up, looked left and right, and glared at a place, where a few little spirits flew out, carrying a sugar gourd, the little girl took it, timidly handed it to Fang Yan, and whispered:
"Here you go, it doesn't hurt. ”
Fang Yan pulled the corners of his mouth hard, smiled at the little girl with kindness written on her face, and gently shook her head to show that she couldn't help it.
The little girl looked excited at first, glanced at the young man's immobile hand, and then with some regret, she drooped her head.
However, the little girl's eyes soon lit up again, as if she thought of something, and rushed out of the Taoist temple with a smoke.
The boy watched the little girl leave, and staggered to straighten up.
Since the unknown old Taoist said that this medicine jar can seal his qi and blood, then this life should be saved.
The pain caused by the explosion of blood is not the first time I have tried it.
In the Hundred Demon Forest, Fang Yan fought Liu Feiteng in a bloody battle, and afterwards, the nervous old man rescued himself once.
At that time, I gathered three layers of blood, and I felt like falling into hell.
Now that he has gathered six layers of blood, it is even more difficult, if it weren't for Uncle Li's last appearance, I'm afraid that I would ......
The young man closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and slowly ran the exercises little by little, his body relaxed, but he didn't think about the past for no reason, the more he didn't think about it, the more upset he became, and after a while, the young man had no choice but to open his eyes, and simply spread out the exercises, just sitting cross-legged in the medicine jar, his eyes were straight, and he was stunned.
Fang Yan traveled thousands of miles, dreaming back to the beginning.
robbed marriage, abducted into the Flower Bone Sect, apprenticed to Qin Wuforget, broke the blood, and killed for the first time.
was swallowed by the ghost bat wolf, fought Liu Feiteng, strayed into the blood barbarian illusion, got the blood barbarian inheritance, and passed the assessment of the North Courtyard.
Enter the Shimen Fantasy Realm, learn to have a middle life, a master of the Battle Golden Sword Sect, and everyone fights the blood and bone ancestors.
......
Scenes crossed the young man's heart lake, waving ripples.
Shizun, Senior Sister, Hua Feiyang, Liu Feiteng, Bei Mochen, Deng Jia, Zhou Feng, Chu Hong.
Zhao Si, Wang Yun, Wu Yue, Mangong, Ming Weiding Senior Brother, Zhao He, Blood Bone, Uncle Li.
A figure skimmed through his mind, then faded away.
The figure of the jade ring dangled on the last foot, and there was a ripple in the heart lake.
Fang Yan suddenly thought of Luohua City, thought of his grandfather, and thought of the four words that Uncle Li left when he left.
"I don't drink. This is what the young man said to the man with the knife, he really has never drunk, but he has heard that people have a pot of wine, and when they are drunk, they dare to ask the world.
At this moment, the boy suddenly wanted to drink.
This year, Fang Yan had just turned eighteen years old, and he was still just a teenager.
How long and many years do people have?
Outside the courtyard, Lao Dao'er's figure fell, looking at the young man in a daze, he didn't scold like Fang Cai, and suddenly smiled,
"The state of mind of the heart lake, just look at one thought, this kid is enlightened in the can, and it is so-so. ”
Looking inside and outside, the fallen leaves are falling.
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