Bai Ya endured the sharp pain in his chest, stretched out his foot to hook up Jing Nian's corpse, and smashed it head-on at the young Confucian student.

The young Confucian and Jing Nian are actually not in love, but the husband and wife have been doing it for so long, and they have some feelings, and they can't bear to destroy the corpse, so they have to reach out and hug it, and they don't continue to chase and kill Baiya.

Seeing that the young Confucian student's vision was blocked, Bai Ya was ruthless in his heart, and quietly rolled over, rushed to the other party's feet, pressed his palms to the ground, and kicked his right foot from the bottom up, flying under the crotch of the young Confucian student.

This move belongs to the "dragon tail swing" in the dragon-shaped fist, and the move is vicious, specializing in the enemy's lower three ways.

Originally, the moves were beautiful and natural, but Bai Ya was now seriously injured, and his movements were a little deformed. Coupled with his palms on the ground, it doesn't look like a dragon swinging its tail, but like a puppy peeing.

The young Confucian didn't expect Bai Ya to be so brave and seriously injured, but he dared to make a sneak attack, and he was immediately kicked. Although he was a bronze corpse, Bai Ya's kick after being seriously injured failed to hurt him, but he was also kicked into the air.

After Bai Ya kicked this kick, he finally couldn't support it anymore, his face turned pale, and he spurted a mouthful of blood, but it was a broken bone in his chest that pierced into his lungs. At that moment, he collapsed limply to the ground, and his consciousness slowly blurred.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying on the bed, his mouth full of the strong smell of Chinese medicine.

"Little junior brother, are you awake?" A surprised voice came from Bai Ya's ears, and he turned his head to look and found that it was Xuan Ji.

"Senior brother, where are we?" Bai Ya had just woken up, still a little unconscious, and looked at the ceiling blankly.

"This is Jiangcheng County, we arrived yesterday afternoon!" Xuan Ji asked with concern, "Little junior brother, how do you feel now?"

"It's okay, it's just that my chest still hurts a little!" Bai Ya struggled to sit up, leaning against the bed, and slowly remembered what happened before, "Jiangcheng County? So, we came back from Xiaole Town?"

"Well, you've been in a coma for a day and a night!" Xuan Ji smiled and nodded, "The doctor helped you pick up the broken bones yesterday and prescribed some medicine for the wounds." However, when you return to Qingcheng, the doctor in the mountains will help you retreat it, and now it is only to prevent the injury from getting worse. ”

"What's going on in Xiao Lezhen, that Confucian student surnamed Peng, and those zombie ......," Bai Ya asked suspiciously.

"The demon surnamed Peng ran away with Jing Nian's body, and there was a secret passage behind the platform. Xuan Ji groaned and said, "The other zombies have been restrained, and the bodies of Ruan Yan and Pei Yan have also been recovered." It's just that Ruan Yan's body was a little badly damaged, so he was cremated again. ”

Xuan Ji said and glanced at Bai Ya, Ruan Yan's body was burned beyond recognition by his fire. Fortunately, there was a reason for the good thing, and Ruan Wen did not blame the incident on the head of the white cliff.

"Senior brother, what are you going to do with those zombies?" Bai Ya touched his chest and found that he was wrapped in bandages and turned into zongzi, and his injuries were still faintly painful.

"The iron corpses refined by the four martial artists, we will notify those small sects to claim them. Xuan Ji smiled and said, "As for the zombies refined by Shen Ying's mother and son, because the Xiao family has no one to claim them, and others don't want to do so, they will be taken back to Qingcheng as our trophies......"

"Spoils of war, don't you let them settle in the ground?" Bai Ya asked in surprise, raising an eyebrow.

"Zombies will not be killed if they are buried in the ground, they can only be cremated. Xuan Ji said carefully, "However, this kind of ownerless thing is allowed by the sect as a trophy. ”

"Senior brother, isn't our Qingcheng Daomen, can we also treat a filthy thing like zombies as a trophy?" Bai Ya couldn't help but ask.

"You're right, if it was in ancient times, zombies and ominous evil things really had to be purified, but now it's different......" Seeing that Bai Ya was still puzzled, Xuan Ji suddenly explained with a smile.

"Today's world is full of vitality, and there are many ghosts and corpses. If you practice for a long time, zombies and ghosts will also give birth to spiritual intelligence. Therefore, most of the Immortal Martial Sects classify it as a demon. As long as this kind of alien can be used by me, the Xianwu Sect will basically use it as the sect's protector. ”

Bai Ya was relieved, the Journey to the West and the Romance of the Gods that he saw in his previous life, there were many different demons in the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism as apprentices, and they were mounts. Seriously speaking, zombies are also a kind of demons, and of course they can also be used as Dharma Protector Vajra.

The iron corpses refined by the four martial artists all have sect elders and family members, so the four major sects of Qingcheng and Fucheng cannot keep them, and can only notify their sects to claim them.

And the zombies that Shen Ying's mother and son have become have no family, and with the concept of martial artists in this world, they are similar to brute beasts, so they can naturally be left behind and used as alien protectors.

"If it's trophies, why don't they?" asked White Cliff curiously.

"You made the greatest contribution in this battle, killing Jing Nian caused the enemy to collapse quickly, plus you saved Han Man separately before, and later reminded us to save Wuchen, so they all think that Qingcheng should accept these two bronze corpses and iron corpses. ”

Xuan Ji replied with a smile, "However, they don't have any compensation, when the four iron corpses are claimed, their sect will definitely give corresponding thanks." ”

"I see!" Bai Ya suddenly grinned, "Then if we wait for us to return to the mountain, what will the sect reward us?"

"You kid...... It's really a philistine, just after coming back from the ghost gate, I'm thinking about the reward!" Xuan Ji couldn't help but smile, "The sect won't give us any specific reward, but it will make a note in the merit book." ”

"Merit book, just a note?" Bai Ya's eyes widened.

"Hehe, the merits of the sect are not easy to take. Xuan Ji smiled and said, "Little junior brother, you should have learned to teach martial arts, right?"

Bai Ya nodded, and asked Martial Artist that as long as it was a martial apprentice who entered Qingcheng, then everyone would know.

"If the master asks again in the future, what virtue do you have, how can you let him teach you martial arts? You can answer loudly, you were born and died for the sect, and you eliminated disasters for the people of Xiaole Town, so you naturally have the virtue to inherit the martial arts of the sect!"

Xuan Ji replied solemnly, "The merit book is the most important basis for the sect to teach the disciples of the sect martial arts, otherwise you will stay in Qingcheng for decades, and your talent will be beyond the sky, and the elders of the sect will not pass on a single move and a half to you in vain." ”

"That's it!" Bai Ya understood, and immediately asked with interest, "Then how much merit can we get from this mission?"

When Xuan Ji heard this, his face was displeased, he shook his head and sighed: "Little junior brother, your temperament as a philistine must be changed." Merit is not gold or silver, but how big or small it is. Small goodness is merit, and great goodness is also merit. The merit book of the sect will only record your specific deeds, and will not quantify your merits......"

Xuan Ji paused for a moment and continued, "You do more and do less, everyone has a scale in their hearts, and the elders of the division also have considerations. It should be that you can't run, not that you don't want to force it. If everyone is like you, wouldn't Qingcheng Xianmen be the same as a vegetable market?"

"Thank you Senior Brother for your teachings!" Bai Ya responded with a bitter face, but he didn't think so in his heart.

He was deeply influenced by his previous life, and the concept of equivalent exchange and the legal system was deeply rooted in his bones, and everything had a quantitative comparison. But the world is greater than the law, and he can only follow the customs.

"Okay, now that you're sober, we'll leave for the mountains tomorrow to help you heal as soon as possible, so as not to leave hidden dangers. Xuan Ji patted him on the shoulder and motioned for Bai Ya to continue to lie down and rest.

"By the way, Senior Brother, what should we do with the demon who escaped?" Bai Ya was about to lie down, when he suddenly remembered the young Confucian who had escaped, and immediately frowned and asked.

"Hmph, don't worry, that person can't run. Xuan Ji showed a sneer on his face, stretched out his palm and clenched his fist, and said confidently, "Unless he runs into the Wilderness Domain, in this Yizhou secular human realm, if Qingcheng wants to capture a person, then he is a rib with wings, and he can't fly out of this heavenly dome." ”

Seeing that Xuan Ji said it categorically, Bai Ya was also a lot more relieved, and continued to lie down and fall asleep in a daze.

Three days later, Bai Ya and Xuan Ji returned to Qingcheng Mountain.

After listening to Xuan Ji's report, Liu Yu was also taken aback, and hurriedly went to the Zongmen Pharmacy to hire a doctor and retreated Bai Ya's chest injury.

"You stinky boy has a big life, and the broken bones in your chest pierced into your lungs, and the secular doctors can't handle it at all. If it weren't for Senior Brother Yaotang using internal qi to help you reset the broken bones, I was afraid that there would be irreparable troubles in the future. ”

After the medicine hall doctor left, Liu Yu looked at Bai Ya and said with a smile, "I listened to what Xuan Ji said, you did a good job this time, but don't be so reckless in the future." Your mixed yuan iron cloth shirt has not yet been practiced at home, if the next treatment is not timely and the path of martial arts is broken, don't cry your nose. ”

Bai Ya was palpitating when he heard this, and hurriedly asked, "Master, is it not in the way now?"

"Now there will be no more hidden dangers, but for the next three months, you have to recuperate, and you can't practice anymore. Not to mention the tiger-shaped fist and iron cloth shirt, even the mixed yuan gong cannot be practiced, so that the broken bones will fall off, and the injury will be repeated. ”

Bai Ya breathed a sigh of relief, secretly glad in his heart, but soon felt a burst of frustration. After three months of rest, the time for him to break through the internal qi and release it will be delayed again.

It is estimated that after three months, other martial arts will also regress a little. However, he had just listened to the doctor's explanation, and it seemed that he could continue to practice the thirty-two styles of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger.

This martial art belongs to the concept of contemplation, which is different from the mixed yuan gong of the qi and acupoint method.

What's more, his martial arts have not yet produced a sense of qi, and it should not touch his lungs and muscles. It's just that he didn't dare to ask Liu Yu, and secretly decided to wait for a month, and there was no pain in his chest, and then start cultivating.

Spring goes to autumn, and more than half a year has passed in a hurry.

“...... Remember to return to the mountain on time, and after you say goodbye to that friend, you must not stay outside again. Liu Yu looked at the neatly packed White Cliff and solemnly instructed.

"Got it!" Bai Yamu responded with a grimace, a little helpless in his heart.

He had been in Qingcheng for more than a year, and this time he went down the mountain to see Lu Yuan and them, and to see Feng Yang and Dong Ming casually.

Lu Yuan wrote last time, saying that he was about to participate in the martial arts test of Emei Lingtian Pavilion, and he was going to see him off. Although Emei is also close to Chengdu, it is in two directions with Qingcheng, and the two are more than 20,000 miles away.