More than a dozen figures looked at a corpse that had been pierced through five holes in grief and indignation, and the dead appearance made them feel endless anger in their hearts. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info This must have been a surprise to kill Yan Xiang, and the people led by Xiang Bo thought.

None of the horse thieves in the Forest of Fallen Dreams knew how to use thunder, and there was no explanation other than that Gallop was the murderer.

"Yan Xiang, rest in peace, I will avenge you!" Xiang Bo slowly knelt down, and the people behind him also knelt on the ground, sending off their deceased brother together.

It's all my fault, why did you have to let Yan Xiang deliver a book to that brute, otherwise he wouldn't have hurt the poisonous hand! Xiang Bo's heart was as painful as a knife, and he didn't feel a trace of pain when the nails of his hands were pinched into the flesh.

"Uncle Xiang, don't blame yourself, I don't blame you for this matter, if you want to blame, blame that kid for being ruthless. Since he dares to kill Yan Xiang, then we will kill him to avenge Yan Xiang. Yang Yifeng saw Xiang Bo's strange appearance and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him.

"Yes, Uncle Xiang, we can't waste too much time here, or the horse thieves will catch up again?"

"Uncle Xiang, we died so many brothers to escape, can't we fall into the encirclement of horse thieves again?"

"Let's go!" Xiang Bo stood up suddenly, took a deep look at his brother's corpse, and then walked in the direction of the dense forest. Now they have to hide from the horse thieves, and they are in a very dangerous situation.

In a dry tree hollow, Ben Teng was sitting in a hill as a mountain, he didn't know that Xiang Bo and the others had regarded him as an enemy, or that he didn't have time to pay attention to this matter at all. At this moment, he was reading the "Difficult Scripture" in his hand word by word, and what he wanted to do was to engrave every word in the book deeply in his mind.

"A difficulty, said: The twelve meridians all have arteries, and the only way to decide the death and life of the five Tibets and six mansions is the law of good luck? The inch mouth, the pulse of the assembly, the pulse of the hand Taiyin also. A person exhales three inches of pulse, inhales three inches of pulse, breathes steadily, and travels six inches of pulse. A person in one day and one night, where there are thirteen thousand five hundred breaths, the pulse travels fifty degrees, and the whole body is around. Leaking water for 100 moments, Rong Wei Xingyang 25 degrees, Xingyin is also 25 degrees, for a week, so 50 degrees, resuming in the hand Taiyin. The inch-mouth is the end of the five Tibets and six mansions, so the law is taken from the inch. ”

"The dilemma, the ......"

"Eighty-one difficulties, said: The scriptures say, there is no real and false and there is more than enough to lose, is the inch of the mouth and the pulse? The disease has its own virtual reality? What can be done about its profit and loss? However, it is a disease, not an inch of the mouth and a pulse, but a disease with its own virtual reality. If the liver is solid and the lungs are deficient, the liver is woody, the lungs are golden, and the gold and wood should be more equal, and the gold and wood should be known. If the lungs are solid and the liver is deficient, and there is little qi, the liver is not replenished with needles, but the lungs are re-strengthened, so it is said that the real is void and the damage is insufficient. This is also the victim of the middle workers. ”

It is so subtle, it is worthy of being a classic of doctors, and after recording all the words in his mind, he rubbed his chin and thought that the record in the "Essay Record" was indeed correct, but it was a pity that he lost the book.

Suddenly, two fine lights flashed in his eyes, and the whole book turned into dust with a slight grip in his right hand. Before you have a storage ring, it's a good idea to keep all these important things in mind to avoid causing yourself trouble.

Although the book talks in detail about the pulse, meridians, viscera, diseases, acupoints, and acupuncture, I have no medical experience, and I don't know how to heal myself.

I don't know if I can learn the "Book of Difficulties" like studying the "Book of Changes", Pentium touched his chin and thought about it. As soon as he thought of it, he slowly read the full text of the "Book of Difficulties" in his mouth, and was immersed in the ocean of knowledge for a while.

When he read the "Book of Difficulties" aloud, the colorful dragons in his body actually swam up quickly, attracting a trace of special vitality from heaven and earth to pour into his body, and began to repair those injuries and broken three acupuncture points.

After reading it, he slowly opened his eyes, with contemplation in his eyes, according to this situation, the font in the "Book of Difficulties" may also turn into something like the "Book of Changes" into my body, I don't know if it will be good or bad in the end?

Whether it's good or bad, I have to go on, otherwise how can the broken acupuncture points be restored intact? He gradually made up his mind in his heart, and the idea of studying the "Difficult Sutra" to the end was deeply planted in his heart.

"Hurry up, don't entangle with them, the poison in their bodies has already attacked, and they won't live long ......"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The sound of fighting and shouting came from a distance, and when Pentium heard it, he immediately got up and was about to walk out of the tree hole, but the following words made him freeze.

"Uncle Xiang, we can't leave, you take Yifeng away, after we come to break off, remember to kill Pentium to avenge Yan Xiang!"

"Brothers, we're hopeless, let's go crazy one last time!"

"Okay, then blow yourself up!"

Accompanied by the galloping shock, a violent explosion sounded, and the cultivators among the horse thieves began to blow themselves up, sending their final farewells to the world. The black rain of blood fell to the ground, and the stench of fish filled the quiet forest.

When there was no movement, Pentium sighed heavily, I didn't expect that I would be opposed to Xiang Bo in the future. Although this is not the result he wants, if he does it again, he will still kill Yan Xiang.

"I'm sorry for your ......" A hoarse cry sounded, and Xiang Bo, who was embarrassed, looked at the piece of flesh and blood from a distance and shed tears of pain, blaming himself for having to save the gallop, otherwise he would not have caused such a tragic ending.

"Uncle Xiang, don't be sad, we have to find Pentium to avenge this revenge!" Yang Yifeng, who was stunned by the explosion, also woke up, and he looked at the grief-stricken Uncle Xiang and comforted. He was a little afraid in his heart, fortunately he was just away from the crowd of explosions, otherwise he would really be here today.

"You should find him to avenge this blood vendetta!" Xiang Bo said with murderous intent, wiping his eyes, he beckoned Yang Yifeng to walk to the edge of the Yunmeng Forest, not knowing where he was going to go?

Whew, Pentium gritted his teeth fiercely, should I take revenge on this revenge? If all these consequences should I bear, then who should I seek revenge? Who should I seek revenge?

The anger caused the devouring cyclone in Gallop's body to spin rapidly, and a devouring force slowly diffused towards the surroundings, beginning to plunder the surrounding vitality, and was quickly pulled into his body.

A vague momentum slowly emanated from Pentium's body, and it continued. It wasn't until there was no vitality that he got up and walked out of the hollow in the tree.

"I didn't expect anger to speed up my cultivation, and this time I can be regarded as a blessing in disguise. Pentium muttered to himself, who would have thought that a moment of anger would allow him to advance to the realm, and there were ninety acupuncture points in his body that evolved into a dantian, reaching the dantian one weight in his budget.

Although I don't know whether it is good or bad to open up so many dantians, I feel that I am more than a hundred times stronger, and I slashed forward with my right palm, and a gang qi slashed forward, and with a bang, a ten-zhang size ravine appeared.

Now although I have some strength, I am not Pan Long's opponent, if I want to fight him, I can't rely on me, I need help, I need to become stronger.

What's the matter, how is the smell of blood gone? The pensive gallop found a problem, he quickly ran forward, and the scene he saw startled him, the blood had dried up, and scattered everywhere were the cold bones of Gengensen.

Could it be that when I was running the Heaven Devouring Xuangong, I devoured the essence of those flesh and blood? Thinking of this, he felt the urge to revolt in his heart, as if he had eaten human flesh and blood from his mouth.

Gradually, he warned himself in his heart that the road ahead was destined to be full of killing, and he had to be mentally prepared for everything! After a long time, he suppressed the feeling of nausea.