It's just that luck rushes into the pulse, which is the most difficult thing, and you can't rush it a little, otherwise you will go crazy and end up even worse. After a while, a wisp of extremely faint true qi escaped from the sea of qi, and Lu Xiaoyuan was really surprised at this moment: his cultivation was already profound, and as long as there was a trace of true qi loosened, he could use it as a guide and successfully rush the pulse.

Calm down at the moment, and after your mind is clear, you continue to run the true qi, and the wisps of golden cicada true qi rush around in the body, and in less than a stick of incense, most of the meridians around the sea of qi will be resolved.

But the sharp-faced man said, "Third brother, I've found it." Lu Xiaoyuan opened his eyes, only to see the sharp-faced man and the big-headed man each holding a pitch-black iron branch, which was curved like a hook and had a sharp end.

Gui Laosan smiled gloomily at Lu Xiaoyuan: "Lu Shaoxia, this is a lot of offense." ”

Lu Xiaoyuan was in a hurry, and hurriedly said: "Gui Daxia, you don't have to lock my pipa bones." My true qi has been lost, and even if I can move, I am no match for the three of you. Lock up my lute bones, and I will inevitably splash your blood, so why bother?"

The third general said suspiciously: "Are you really angry?"

Lu Xiaoyuan said: "Yes, otherwise how could I catch this woman?"

Gui Laosan snorted and said, "It's useless what you say, I won't believe it." ”

The two walked towards Lu Xiaoyuan with a smile, and the big-headed man smiled: "You can rest assured, Lao Tzu will succeed at one time, and I will never let you suffer additional crimes." ”

Lu Xiaoyuan scolded: "Bah, despicable and shameless dog thief, I don't look at you like this, you have a big head and a short body, you don't need to ask, you must be reincarnated by Wang Ba!"

The big-headed man was furious and shouted, "Little bastard, are you going to die?" stepped forward, raised his foot and kicked Lu Xiaoyuan hard in the waist.

Lu Xiaoyuan snorted and shouted: "If you kick it again, if you don't kick, it will be born from a pig and a dog!"

The big-headed man shouted: "Lao Tzu kicked you to death!" kicked Lu Xiaoyuan's waist one by one, scolding while kicking.

Seeing that Lu Xiaoyuan had no power to resist, Gui Lao San said: "Big head, don't kick people to death, a dead corpse is not worth anything." ”

But he heard a long howl, and with a bang, the big-headed man flew straight out and fell into the mire, his hands fluttering, and he shouted for help.

Gui Laosan and the sharp-faced man were stunned, but when they saw Lu Xiaoyuan standing up, they laughed and said, "Thank you for your help." ”

It turned out that Lu Xiaoyuan deliberately lured the big-headed man to kick him, sneaked his true qi, and transferred the attack on his waist to the vicinity of the sea of qi, so as to rush away the meridians. He had learned the six styles of the Imperial Society, and although it was a swordsmanship, its principle of undertaking and diverting the enemy's attack could also be used in the internal transportation of internal breath. It's just that this man's martial arts are low, and Lu Xiaoyuan borrowed more than ten feet of strength to break through the meridians.

As soon as the confinement was removed, the true qi gushed out like a flood of bursting embankments, wandering mightily in the body, breaking through the confinement of other parts in an instant.

Gui Lao San angrily scolded the sharp-faced man and said, "Up." ”

The sharp-faced man shouted, swung his knife and slashed, Lu Xiaoyuan's body was hot, full of strength, and said with a smile: "The young master is just comfortable and comfortable." As soon as his figure turned, he easily avoided it, reached out and patted the back of the sharp-faced man lightly, and said with a smile: "Here it is." ”

The sharp-faced man turned around and stabbed again, Lu Xiaoyuan ducked down, reached out with his arms, grabbed the opponent's waist, eyes and neck, and threw him high after lifting him up.

The sharp-faced man screamed in fright. Lu Xiaoyuan waited for him to fall, raised his palm and slapped it upward, and suddenly an uncontrollable energy poured out along the Yangming large intestine meridian in his hand, and with a bang, the golden mangs were sheng, and the sharp-faced man didn't make a sound anymore, and flew up several feet high.

Lu Xiaoyuan was shocked, and he was about to rein in his true qi, but it was too late. The golden cicada's true qi was divided into several ways, like a mad beast, rushing around in his body, not guided by his mind at all.

He saw the sharp-faced man falling, and stretched out his palm to catch it, but the true qi on his palm suddenly dispersed without a trace, and this time he didn't catch it, and the sharp-faced man fell into a blur of flesh and blood. In fact, he had already been shocked to death by Fang Gang's incomparable palm.

Lu Xiaoyuan didn't have time to care about the life or death of the sharp-faced man, because his internal breath was constantly expanding, and several true qi were divided and merged, and now there were more than ten true qi clashing and circling in his various meridians and acupoints, as if they were about to come out of his body. Where the true air flows, the qi and blood surge, like boiling water, Lu Xiaoyuan is sometimes hot and dry, sometimes cold to the bone, it is simply impossible to survive, unable to die.

Gui Laosan saw that he suddenly went crazy, secretly frightened, didn't care about the big-headed man in the mire, turned around and ran, only to hear a bang, his back was swept by a scorching wave of air, bones, internal organs first a sharp pain, followed by a fire, has already been hit by Zhu Rong, fell to the ground, and then died.

After Lu Xiaoyuan released Zhu Rong, the flames swept through, within a radius of two zhang, the ground was pitch black, and the grass and trees were scorched, but his sense of heat did not weaken slightly with the release of the fire spirit true qi, but became more and more intense, and he pressed his head with both hands and screamed loudly.

At this time, he had not yet lost all his senses, and he thought to himself: "Why is the true qi uncontrollable?" Wrong, wrong, I should stay in the swamp and not come out." Glancing into the swamp, he saw the big-headed man struggling with himself, and immediately took his anger out on him, leaped into the air, and slammed his palm over.

There was a bang, mud splashes, and the big-headed man didn't know what was going on, so he died.

Lu Xiaoyuan roared wildly, his palms danced wildly, sometimes full of true qi, the agitated palm wind beat the nearby mess, and sometimes his palms were weak, hitting the trunk of the tree, and the palms were shocked to bleed. After a while, his palms were dripping with blood, but he was still dancing wildly, as if he couldn't feel the pain.

Mrs. Lu Yao woke up slowly, heard the wind whistling, and saw that he looked like a mad demon, his eyes were black, but his eyes were flashing red, and she shouted: "Lu Shaoxia, calm down!"

Lu Xiaoyuan was stunned and interrupted a big tree that surrounded him.

Mrs. Lu Yao was in a hurry: Lu Xiaoyuan was hit by the spiritual toxin of the Xuanluo bee, this poison was extremely difficult to eliminate, she sealed the toxin in the sea of qi together with the true qi, how could she know that it would open the meridians for him. The toxins of tens of thousands of Xuanluo bees attacked at the same time, and the madness caused to people's spirits can be imagined. If this continues, he will eventually die of exhaustion.

Lady Lu Yao popped out a silver needle and shot it at the Fengfu acupoint on the back of his head, but at this moment, his true qi was all over his body, and it continued to radiate outward, forming a golden transparent qi wall around his body. When the silver needle was one foot away from him, it was affected by the golden wind, and it shifted from left to right, shooting into the air wall, and was bounced off the ground.

He exerted all his strength, and after a meal, his true qi seemed to be exhausted, and the momentum of each punch and palm weakened a lot, and after a while, the wall of qi turned into a strong wind, circling around him.