Li Wenshuo also noticed something unusual, although there was an injury in his body, it was not very serious, and the vitality of the blood ginseng was almost only used by one-third, which was enough to recover, but he ate all the blood ginseng.

This vitality is the heaven and earth vitality accumulated by the growth of blood ginseng for 4,000 years, although it is only a ginseng grass, but after such a long period of accumulation, the accumulated vitality is not to be underestimated.

Moreover, this vitality has been in the blood ginseng for too long, and some indescribable change has occurred, which is different from the heaven and earth vitality contained in the present day.

His body communicates the inner and outer worlds, but it is the world today.

In other words, the vitality accumulated in this blood ginseng cannot stay in his body at all, and is bound to escape in some form.

But Li Wenshuo is unwilling to waste it, how could he, a person who will pick up even a penny when it falls on the ground, waste this treasure worth thousands of gold? .

His muscles vibrated and twisted slightly, and the positions of all the internal organs in his body changed.

A martial artist whose strength has reached the realm of Xuan Che can rely on the control of his own muscles to temporarily change the position of his internal organs, and avoid fatal points when fighting with others.

Li Wenshuo can naturally do it too.

But he's not fighting.

In his realm, although he is not a doctor, his understanding of his physical condition is better than the best doctor in the world, and he can accurately feel what meridians are in every inch of flesh and blood.

His internal organs seemed to be vibrating, but in fact, it was the fascia that was wrapped around the outside of his internal organs, as was the fascia under his skin.

There was a layer of black dark lines on the fascia, which was the demonic energy left over from the original control of the Heavenly Demon Banner Sword, but now, in the process of gradually absorbing blood ginseng, this black dark pattern gradually transformed into blood red.

The blood-red dark lines are extremely fine, looking like blood vessels attached to the skin, looking at this situation, Li Wenshuo is a little happy.

After all, on weekdays, once the luck exceeds seven successes, this layer of black magic patterns will be stimulated, not to mention adding any strength to people, it is just to make people look at the demonic energy all over their bodies.

But now, this demonic qi seems to have been neutralized by the vitality of this blood ginseng, and if you use your luck in the future, the whole person will look a little more normal.

Energetic and restless.

But Li Wenshuo was not afraid, and mobilized the innate qi in his body, almost just a breath, and the vitality in his body was suppressed.

After two cups of tea, Li Wenshuo's complexion gradually returned to normal, absorbing the entire blood ginseng, not only did he recover from his injuries, but the fascia in his body also became more and more tough.

But at this time, he found that his body had been covered with a layer of slimy sweat, and the strands of hair were sticking to the top of his head, and he was constantly dripping water, and the whole person seemed to have jumped into the river and swam in a circle.

He smiled bitterly, glanced back at Luo Jiuyi, and said with a smile: "I really didn't expect that this little blood ginseng would have such a strong medicinal power." ”

Luo Jiuyi didn't expect it.

Seeing that Li Wenshuo was fine, she was also relieved, glared at him, and said: "This blood ginseng is a great tonic, if you are an ordinary person, if you eat it like this, you can't say that you will be burned to death by that fire." ”

Li Wenshuo snorted lightly, stood up, stretched his waist, and the bones of his upper body instantly crackled like a cannonball.

He smiled and said, "You man and I are not ordinary people, okay, how can this little blood ginseng help me?"

Luo Jiuyi snorted lightly and said, "You better hurry up and take a bath, with the smell of sweat on your body, it is estimated that if you fight with the barbarian dog-headed military master later, you don't need to do anything, the stink can stink him to death." ”

Hearing Luo Jiuyi say this, Li Wenshuo's face was not red, his heart was not beating, he snorted, and said: "That's better, the history books will definitely write like this when the time comes: the barbarian army is coming, and the free marquis is infinitely brave, independent of the city wall, the spirit of the king exudes the spirit of the king, and the enemy army will not retreat." ”

"Oh, you know that your mouth is poor. ”

"I'm telling the truth, come and help me take a bath, if you really want to rely on the smell of sweat to retreat from the enemy, even if Ulan Baatar doesn't do it, your husband will be ashamed to death if I can't do it." ”

Li Wenshuo was quite helpless.

......

Before the mountain gorge, Ulan Baatar turned over and dismounted, and the two people standing in front of him were once the high priests of the nine major tribes of the barbarian tribe, and they were once their old opponents.

At this moment they have joined forces.

The two of them stood on either side of Battle, looking directly at the collapsed and dead mountain gorge, which was still alive before, but in a short period of time, everything in this mountain gorge was slowly dying.

A stone mountain naturally couldn't stop them, but the forest-like cavalry behind them couldn't get through.

"Bypass?"

Under the heavy eyelids of the old man in lambskin, the two eyes were extremely cloudy, and he didn't know if he could see anything, so he just said in a hoarse voice: "Let's go around, although this mountain range is a bit long, but with the mobility of my army, it will only take three days to get around this mountain range and return to the right road." ”

The bald man flicked the sheep bone in his hand with his fingers, and did not speak, obviously agreeing with the old man's meaning.

But Ulan Baatar didn't make a decision immediately, he has always been a decisive person, and if he doesn't make a decision immediately, sometimes it means disapproval.

"A lot can happen in three days. ”

He lifted his steps and walked forward, every step he took was extremely resolute, and the legendary martial arts master was as strong as an ox, but his physique was light and agile, and every step he took gave people a strange sense of strength.

The power of waving his hand and arm even brought the wind whistling in the air like a cannon, all of which showed his determination and strength.

He had lost to Li Juexian of the Tianchong Realm once.

But even Li Juexian at the beginning admitted that if he was given some time, he might not be able to beat this young man on the grassland.

Ulan Baatar is no older than Li Wenshuo.

He used to be a slave at the lowest level in the entire grassland, and he did not have the opportunity to practice martial arts when he was a child, until he was thirteen years old, he was valued by the high priest who could only steal sacrifices and drink sacrificial wine, and practiced astrological martial arts.

But the high priest of the Tuoba clan didn't know any martial arts, just a lewd old man with an occasional look in his eyes, and no one knew how he learned martial arts, but, slowly, this slave child who had been neglected by others unconsciously became to be looked up to by everyone.

It becomes incomprehensible to everyone.

Some people say that he learns to run with cheetahs, pounce with lions, and practice light skills with goshawks on weekdays, and he is very miraculous, but as long as people with a little common sense know that this is simply impossible.

But one thing cannot be denied, he is a genius, a unique martial arts genius in the world.

The old man and the bald man both looked stunned at the moment, their eyes fixed on the young man in front of them, who they couldn't understand, and the thousands of war horses behind them were restless, pacing back and forth in place.

Ulan Baatar put his palm on the rough boulder, took a deep breath, and then a whistling wind blew between heaven and earth, and his chest swelled slightly, as if all the heaven and earth vitality in the entire heaven and earth was inhaled into his stomach with this breath.

This is almost a fact.

Behind him, the bald man and the old man showed both stunned and shocked expressions on their faces. What kind of powerful physique is this, which can be used as a container to concentrate such a huge amount of heaven and earth vitality in that small body?

They can't figure it out.

Faced with this blocked canyon, they didn't think about opening up and opening up a road, but they all gave up in the end.

It is always easier to destroy than to create, and the power of destruction has been so amazing, let alone to carve a path from the ruins for cavalry to drive?

But Ulaanbaatar did it.

Rumble!

He threw a punch, and it was absolutely violent.

The mountain-like boulders were broken into pieces, and then the pieces jumped into pieces, and finally turned into stone powder, and after this punch, there was no complete stone the size of a fingernail in the hundreds of zhang of the block.

Five miles away.

Li Wenshuo in the city had just bathed and changed his clothes, changed into a white wide robe, and held a three-foot long sword in his hand, looking towards the north, his eyes seemed to be about to pass through the heavy houses and heavy city walls.