Chapter 109: Confession of Relatives by Blood

Wei Chuan got the seal of Tongyunzi Neidan, and there was an immortal sword that absorbed the mana of the deceased and passed it into the body, greatly increasing his power and eyesight, as long as there was nothing to cover him, he could distinguish between the poor and the poor. Before the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info fell asleep on the Guiyi Lake, the man in white he saw was the enchantment disciple who had just stepped into the demon enchantment, and the eight swordsmen had already glimpsed that the sun was not sunny and was shrouded by the demon enchantment, but to avoid the panic of the Huashan disciples, they hid it.

The death of Liao Nanxia made Yu Yi Chong feel sad and indignant, and before taking the lead in the team, he moved forward quickly, and came to Wei Chuan for more than an hour. Wei Chuan didn't know how long he had been asleep, he woke up slowly, still lightning and thunder, the yin wind was strong, when he got up, the wound on his chest ached faintly, he tried to breathe luck, unimpeded, knowing that there was no big problem, and wanted to continue to move forward, but he saw more than forty people, flying from afar, and shouting to the master, coming from time to time, it was Mo Zihan and his apprentice, who came with the swordsman, the swordsman was very humble and gave a big gift.

However, in Wei Chuan's heart, these people were sent by Elder Shi, pretending to be disciples of his disciples, so that they could deceive and deceive, and secretly attack him while he was not negligent, so he spoke coldly to each other. This made the disciples of Huashan very puzzled, because of his own negligence caused the death of the fish monster Wei Si'er, who was silent all the way, and it was difficult to get excited at this time, which made Wei Chuan even more suspicious, no matter how everyone explained, it was useless, and it was difficult to dispel the doubts and vigilance in his heart.

After a deep sleep, Wei Chuan was calm and clear-willed, and he really didn't want to kill again, so he persuaded everyone bitterly: "Wei doesn't want to kill innocents indiscriminately, and if you come to return in vain, you will be punished." Let's take the opportunity to escape. ”

Ding Yang saw that his master's temperament had changed greatly, and he was anxious and suspicious. When he was helpless, he suddenly had a plan. can resolve the master's misunderstanding, so he stepped forward and said: "Master, disciple Ding Yang, you raised me, master, and the martial arts you learned are all taught by you, master, if the master doesn't believe it, the disciple will perform a few tricks of Huashan Qi Sect swordsmanship here, please master Mingjian!" Then he danced his sword. First of all, it is a move "full of wind and rain", this sword technique is the most difficult move to practice in the "Qiushui Sword Technique" of the Qi Sect, a total of eighteen styles, smart and wise Hu Dingyang, even under the guidance of Wei Chuan many times, but he has never understood thoroughly, can not be combined with the swords, the heart and hand are not the same, and the move is difficult to put in place. Ding Yang practiced hard day and night, but it was difficult to achieve success, and Wei Chuan remembered it deeply; It is a unique skill of the Qi Sect, and there are a total of thirty-two styles of this move, each of which is puzzling and difficult to understand. It is difficult to achieve hard practice, mainly because of internal strength. It's all about personal comprehension, and the trick of changing moves. It's not that the master can guide and understand thoroughly, even if he gets the essentials, without the skill of cold and summer, it is difficult to achieve success, the disciple, the only Ding Yang can understand and eat thoroughly, after some hard practice, he is superb, and proud. If others want to imitate, I am afraid that it is difficult to compare even the varied and exquisite moves, let alone do whatever they want like Ding Yang in front of him, sending and receiving freely.

At this time, Yuan Linyu and Shen Yiwu and others were not present, which couldn't help but make him difficult to solve the doubts in his heart, and he suspected that Ding Yang and others were forced to submit or collude with them, and Mo Zihan was a person in the imperial court, spying on the rivers and lakes, and wanted to eradicate the major sects one by one, and it was very likely that he would join forces with the Protoss to hold him hostage and order the rivers and lakes, and it was unknown that after Ding Yang collected his sword and saluted, he shook his head and said: " Even if you are really my disciples of Huashan, you may not be willing to me, before you get out of the stumbling, I Wei Chuan no one will believe it anymore, you don't want to throw yourself to a dead end, please go back, if you insist on blocking it, then you also need some Taoism, farewell!"

Everyone was anxious and helpless, looking at each other. Yu Yichong said lightly: "The Venerable Master must have been deceived and attacked by Elder Shi, so he is so suspicious, as the so-called sincerity goes, the golden stone is open, and we will follow behind and wait to see the changes." ”

The Huashan disciple was misunderstood by the master, and he was aggrieved, but he was even more worried about the master, so he followed Wei Chuan far away and arrived at the other side.

As Wei Chuan approached the opposite bank, the thunder became more and more furious, and the electric light was here and there, without interruption, like ten thousand lights shining together, bright as day, and there was a vast expanse in all directions, but it looked very weird.

You can see the rain curtain hanging in the sky from afar, and the peak is not clear and looks up closely, it is like a jade curtain to cover it, hazy and mysterious. Everyone stepped into the stone bank, the heavy rain poured down their heads, and suddenly they felt difficult to breathe, the beans rained, hitting the skin and numbness, and the true qi in the body spontaneously surged, difficult to restrain it, which was very surprising and caused a burst of fear for no reason. Wei Si'er, who had no kung fu, was drowning in water, almost suffocating, when he opened his mouth to inhale, the ice and rain choked, coughing again and again, very uncomfortable, and finally couldn't help moaning and calling for help.

As far as the eye can see, in the vast rain, there is chaos, where is Wei Chuan's figure. The Huashan disciples looked around dazedly, at a loss.

An older swordsman pointed to the steep vultures in front of him: "The Venerable Master has climbed the Forbidden Zen Cliff, if you go up further, there will be strong sentinels, those sentinels are numb and ruthless, once they are alarmed, I am afraid that no one will survive today, we need to catch up quickly." ”

Mo Zihan raised his hand to block the rain, looked up, the cliff was hanging, a hundred zhang high, the rain was like waves, rolling down layer by layer, perennial washing, it must be extremely smooth, there was no place to focus at all, how to go up, just because the thunderstorm was noisy, he shouted to the swordsman and asked: "How can I go up, is there no way?"

The swordsman shook his head, wiped away the rain from his face, and shouted loudly: "Two hundred zhang along the mountain, there is a leafless black stumbling tree, that kind of stumbling tree is a hundred times more fierce than the outside of Qitian Pavilion, it is difficult for people and gods to approach, only the cliff here is feasible, but now it is not sunny and covered by the magic world, we have lost all our mana, and the thunder and lightning are dangerous, I am afraid that the art of flying to the sky is difficult to go up." ”

Ding Yang heard the two talking, stepped forward, and shouted: "My Huashan Sword Sect's entry light skills and thunder control techniques are all practiced in the thunderstorm, just perform the 'boat against the current' technique, you can go up, we can take one person each, and ask the hero to lead the way for us." ”

So a group of people, with the help of Huashan disciples, went up the wall against the rain and waves. Huashan disciples, urging internal force all the way. The clothes bulged like sails, and they staggered left and right on the stone wall. Slowly climbing, like a sailboat against the current and heading against the wind, really makes the stumbling man and the Osan swordsman look at each other differently.

After spending a lot of effort, everyone landed on the cliff, all of them were weak and panting, looking up and drinking rainwater, hearty. Take a closer look, two feet away from the edge of the cliff, there is a person lying down. When he got closer, it was Wei Chuan, and the disciples hurriedly helped him to sit up, shook off his clothes, and formed a tent to shelter him from the wind and rain. The eyes of the gods are extraordinary, through the rain curtain, and I see a mile away, there is a rock wall like a corridor. You can hide from the rain and lead people to go there immediately. Under the rock corridor, although there is no rain, it is damp. The purple moss squirmed, and when he heard the human voice, he immediately fell down on the stone wall. The Huashan disciples placed the master on the ground. He shouted for a while, but he didn't wake up. secretly regretted leaving Shen Yiwu in Huayang Village. In a hurry, Ding Yang urged the internal force. It is necessary to convey true qi to the master.

The swordsman was also probing towards the Wei Chuan vein, his tentacles were numb, and the mana remained in his body, with a strong suction, he rushed to the Wei Chuan vein, he couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly let go, and shouted Ding Yang: "Wait! ”

When Ding Yang heard this, he immediately stopped, and when he heard him say this, he felt palpitations and sighed secretly.

Mo Zihan saw that Wei Chuan's face was pale, his breath was weak, and his life was like a gossamer, so he hurriedly requested: "Please also ask all the heroes to save Lord Red Eagle." ”

The swordsman said lightly: "Wei Daxia's meridians are damaged, and he has lost blood, there is a strange breath in his body, which leads the blood and blood to flow backwards, and protecting the door of life, it is already a thread in the balance, within three days, if it is not difficult to treat, I am afraid that the original spirit will be wiped out, and the catastrophe will not be recovered, even if there are immortals, it is difficult to come back to life." ”

"Heroes, please save my master. The Huashan disciple hurriedly begged.

The swordsman shook his head and said, "How can I see death and not save me, just because the only way is to give Wei Daxia a blood transfusion......"

With a "choking" sound, Ding Yang drew his sword and fell to his wrist.

The swordsman pinched his two fingers, stopped Ding Yang, and said lightly: "Wei Daxia is the descendant of Du Niangzi, and belongs to the Gongci Mountain clan, the blood of you and me, if it does not blend with it, not only can it not be saved, but it will also kill Wei Daxia on the spot, you need to find the immortals in Gongci Mountain, and ask for it to be given by blood......

Before the swordsman finished speaking, Ding Yang heard this, immediately got up, and asked, "Where is Gongci Mountain, we will go now." ”

The swordsman smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "Five thousand miles from the southwest, Gongci Mountain hangs three hundred zhang in the sky, mortals are not allowed to peep into it, and other gods who are stumbling on the earth cannot enter and leave casually......"

"If you can't do it, you have to do it, you can't watch Master die......"

"Shaoxia is a little restful, going back and forth thousands of miles, even if it is my generation, it will take ten days, even if it is given by fairy blood, it is too late...... In fact, there is another way, to find the descendants of Wei Daxia, borrow blood for use, and also save it. ”

"Ah...... Sister Xiao'an...... Hey!" When everyone heard this, they immediately thought of Wei Xiao'an, but then they thought of Jian Qi's words, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Use my blood!" Wei Si'er listened quietly, seeing that everyone was anxious, he walked out slowly, and muttered: "My grandfather said that he is my uncle, and he is related to me by blood, and with my blood, he may be able to cure." ”

As the saying goes, if you are sick and rush to the doctor, but this matter is related to Wei Chuan's life, Ding Yang and the others did not dare to act rashly, and said with a wry smile: "Master said that you and your Wei family are just the same surname, but different sects, and have no origin...... This is absolutely not a no-go. ”

"Yes, by all means, once something goes wrong, the master will not live immediately, and he must not ......"

Seeing that everyone was opposed, Wei Si'er didn't dare to talk more and retreated to the back of the people. Yu Yichong and Mo Zihan were friends all the way, at this time, seeing Mo Zihan's uncertain expression, he knew his intentions, so he came out and persuaded the disciples of Huashan: "The trip to Gongci Mountain is absolutely undesirable, this is not a sunny day is a prison forbidden place, the sentinels stationed here are all cold-blooded and ruthless, they only know how to kill, and they will never help to save people, instead of watching Wei Daxia die here, it is better to give it a try, and carry Miss Wei all the way down...... I can smell that Miss Wei's blood is very different from everyone else, and she may have some relationship with Wei Daxia......"

Wei Si'er's face turned red and her expression was shy when she heard this. In desperation, Yu Yichong couldn't tell the truth, and felt a little abrupt, so he bowed his head to Wei Si'er to apologize.

The Huashan disciples were silent and hesitated. Mo Zihan immediately said loudly: "Even if this matter is my Mo Zihan's idea, if there is a loss, as soon as Lord Chiying goes, you can hack Mo to death with a sword, and I hope that after you get out of the rut, you will watch Lord Chiying and her brother Mo Zhuang get acquainted, and convey the news of Mo's death, so as not to worry him." As he spoke, he took out Wei Si'er, knelt down in front of Wei Chuan, and asked the swordsman: "But it is fed from the mouth." ”

The swordsman carefully lifted Wei Chuan's wrist as he shook his head and said, "No! As he spoke, he cut Wei Chuan's vein, but there was no blood flowing out, and the residual rain on his wrist was sucked in by the wound, and everyone was surprised to see it.

Wei Si'er stared at the sharp blade drawn by Mo Zihan, her breathing was short, her chest was up and down, and she was very nervous and afraid.

"Miss Wei, don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt!" said the broken sword and slashed lightly on Wei Si'er's white jade-like wrist, only hurting the skin, and blood flowed out.

"Try it first, I guess it won't be a big mistake. Although Mo Zihan is a vigorous and capable person, he is also bold and careful, and when he saw the blood dripping down, he asked the swordsman again.

The swordsman was very deep and Mo Zihan acted steadily, nodded before Mo Zihan moved his wrist towards the wound of Wei Chuan's vein.

A drop of blood, dripping into the wound, like scorched earth, inhaled instantly, Wei Chuan's wrist tendons and veins protruded slightly, and then there was a faint sound of breathing, although it was a thunderstorm and noisy, everyone heard it, and their hearts were sad and happy.

This is a sign of communion. The swordsman smiled happily.

The Huashan disciple's heartstrings were relieved, and he was very happy, and his face was apologetic, and he looked at Wei Si'er gratefully.

"Miss Wei, bite this!" Mo Zihan handed a purse to Wei Si'er's mouth.

The fusion of the two bloods proves that the two are blood relatives, Wei Si'er was excited, and the initial nervousness and fear were washed away, opened his mouth to bite the purse where the fragrance was still there, turned his face to the side, and then a hot pain came from his wrist, and his body couldn't help but weaken, and he almost collapsed.

The blood was like a thread, connected between the wrists of the two, and inhaled into Wei Chuan's body without spilling. After a while, Wei Chuan's breath began to be solemn, blood appeared on his face, and white smoke curled out from between his hair, Wei Si'er's expression began to be in a trance, her face turned pale, her wrist gradually lost consciousness, her body was cold, and she was no longer able to breathe, and collapsed in Mo Zihan's arms. At this moment, a red light shot out from Wei Chuan's chest, condensing into a sword, it was the immortal sword, hanging three feet away from Wei Chuan's body, with his gradually rapid Sichuan breathing, the red light flashed, sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

"It turns out that this fairy sword protects each other!" sighed.

However, at this time, Yu Yi suddenly exclaimed: "Something is not good, the blood has returned." ”

Everyone took a closer look, and sure enough, they saw a stream of red and heavy blood flowing upstream, entering Wei Si'er's wrist. Wei Si'er was in a coma, her eyebrows furrowed, she moaned in pain, her eyes suddenly opened, the blue light flashed, and her face was full of horror.

"Take it away!" While pushing Wei Si'er's wrist away, he quickly pointed at the three big points on Wei Chuan's arm to stop the blood from flowing outward.

Mo Zihan removed Wei Si'er's wrist and immediately pressed the wound, only to feel that her veins were squirming violently, and she was very surprised, but she suddenly stopped, motionless, her eyes faded, she slowly closed, her body drooped, and her heartbeat was completely gone, so she hurriedly shouted: "Miss Wei......"

shouted three times in a row, without any response, he immediately urged his internal strength to infuse his breath, but his whole body was cold, where was there still popularity, for a while, Mo Zihan was so sad that he couldn't help but shed tears. (To be continued.) )