Three days later, two guests came to the palace of Nanping Jun, one of whom was more than eight feet tall, with broad shoulders and horizontal shoulders, a thick beard under his chin, and three deep horizontal stripes on his forehead, forming a faint "king" son, who looked very mighty; If you don't ask, you can know that this person must be the rat Wei Wuya, and if the other big man is also a person in the twelve stars, it should be Baishan Jun.

Speaking of which, these two people can't be regarded as guests, at least Wei Wuya can be regarded as half a master. However, he didn't seem to be willing to show his relationship with Nan Pingjun, and he just bowed his hand when he saw her. I want to be much more diligent than Bai Shanjun, so I sang a fat song first, and when I came closer, I personally presented a gift box, and said with a smile: "This is an old ginseng that my subordinates recently got by chance from outside the Guan, I am afraid that it has been six or seven hundred years old, and it is specially brought to honor Longjun." ”

Ding Yu peeked at it, and saw that the old ginseng was two fingers thick, and the brown and yellow ginseng skin was furrowed and ravine, faintly human-shaped, compared to Liang Ziweng's two treasure ginseng plants, it was indeed a elixir that was hard to find.

Nan Pingjun glanced at it lightly and said, "The third child has a heart." Then he stepped forward and took it. The White Mountain Monarch retreated behind Wei Wuya with a smile as if he had received grace.

After seeing the salute, Wei Wuya's eyes were aimed at Ding Yu, who was standing behind Nan Pingjun with a pale face. He didn't speak, but Bai Shanjun next to him laughed loudly: "Presumably this is the famous blood monk Ding Yuba recently, hahaha, it's really better to be famous than to meet, a good Arhat is reincarnated!

Ding Yu saluted and said: "I've seen Boss Wei, I've seen Bai Shanjun." The poor monk is polite. ”

Bai Shanjun laughed again: "Good manners! Good manners! Ding Luohan is the honored guest of Long Jun, then he is my white tiger's honored guest! The two of us should be affectionate and affectionate!" said and stretched out his right hand with a big fan to shake hands with Ding Yu.

When people in the martial arts meet for the first time, they have to measure each other's martial arts, which is also a common practice. Ding Yu naturally would not refuse, so he also stretched out his right hand to shake it. The two were lucky at the same time, and Ding Yu only felt that the other party's strength was extremely strong, so he also had the heart to win. At this time, his chakra was destroyed, his dantian was not stable, and he couldn't use half of his internal strength. The strength from Bai Shanjun's hand is getting bigger and bigger, Ding Yu secretly took a breath, and was about to launch the Ten Percent King Kong Demon Suppression, but unexpectedly, the Tiantu Acupoint, where the throat chakra was originally located, suddenly condensed, and he couldn't lift it in one breath, and the strength in his hand suddenly scattered.

That Bai Shanjun felt that the strength on Ding Yu's hand suddenly weakened, and immediately chased and beat hard, with enough strength, like iron tongs, pinched Ding Yu's hand bones, and carried his luck three times in succession, until he heard three soft sounds from his hand bones, and then let go, and felt contempt in his heart: What kind of blood monk Ding Yu, who has a great reputation, is just a person who deceives the world and steals fame. But he laughed and said: "Ding Luohan is really powerful, admire!

Ding Yu was humble and humble, and quietly wrapped his hands with his sleeve robe, the muscles and flesh on his hands were shaken and collapsed, and several misplaced thin bones were connected intact. The sequelae of his self-destructive chakra suddenly attacked, resulting in a lack of strength, so he could only move his muscles and stuff them into the gaps between his hand bones to strengthen his resistance. Rao is like this, there are still a few thin bones that have been pinched and slightly misplaced, this Baishanjun's martial arts are really good.

Bai Shanjun's martial arts are brilliant, which is also expected, in the original book, but even the flawless flower transfer jade failed to help him, in the twelve stars, not counting Long Jun, he is second only to Wei Wuya. But what's going on with this inexplicable hostility? It stands to reason that although the two can't be regarded as friends, at least they are not enemies, and this kind of thing should be accepted as soon as they see it, but he has to make inches, if it weren't for Ding Yu's bones being boiled well, and the bones of his hands would have been fractured, this dismount is not small.

Wei Wuya next to him saw that Ding Yu had suffered a secret loss, hehe sneered twice, raised his eyes to the sky, and his disdain was overflowing. And Nan Pingjun didn't seem to notice the undercurrent between a few people at all, and his voice was as cold and flat as ever, "Great monk, these two people are the masters of the old body to heal you, with excellent toothless internal strength and considerable medical attainments; With the two of them to support, the old body can let go and do the method of recasting the broken pill. ”

Ding Yu was awe-inspiring in his heart, and although he didn't know the reason, the malice in the two of them was very obvious. Bai Shanjun also gave it back, that Wei Wuyan was far away, and the spirit rhino bead in Ding Yu's heart had become hot, and he didn't know how many highly poisonous hidden weapons were hidden in his wheelchair. Let such a person input internal force for himself to protect the dantian? I'm afraid that when he heals his wounds, he will be invaded by poisonous gas into the meridians, and he can't survive and die, right?

Ding Yu felt that this guess was very likely, after all, Nan Pingjun was the boss behind the scenes of the Twelve Astrology, and he was not a hospital doctor who went to the countryside for free consultation, so it was normal to do something to ensure that the patient did not dare to regret it. But now, there is no room for retreat, just heal the dantian before making plans.

Nan Pingjun is not a hospitable proprietor, obviously has no intention of entertaining each other, once a few people have seen each other, she cannot refuse to speak: "Gossip Huti, Wuya, Xiaobai, the great monk, Er and the other three will follow me into the Dan room; Everyone agreed, and even Wei Wuya nodded proudly.

Everyone walked through the main hall and along the corridor to a mountain wall, Nanping Jun raised his palm and tapped it three times somewhere, and a stone gate "rumbled" into the ground, revealing a dark walkway. With Nan Pingjun's footsteps, a light lit up out of thin air, revealing a luxurious corridor paved with white marble. Nan Pingjun didn't seem to want everyone to take a closer look, his feet seemed to be slow and fast, floating around a corner of the walkway, and then swiping on the wall on his hand, opening a hidden grotto.

This grotto is similar to the style of the palace on the belly of the whole mountain, there is no ordinary cave that is cold and damp, or the musty smell of fermentation of rotten animals and plants, but there is a refreshing medicinal fragrance. He looked around, only to see the cave chamber with a radius of ten zhang, although there was no trace of heavenly light, but the upper part was staggered with dozens of glowing spars, so that the light in the cave was very sufficient; there was a stone bed in the corner below, on which were placed a few futons, and around a circle of stone shelves, many medicine bottles and books were placed; in the middle was a huge Dan furnace hugged by four people, with a dome, a square belly, and five legs on the ground, and when you got closer, you felt faintly warm, and I didn't know if it was giving birth to any panacea.

Nan Pingjun instructed Lu Fangrui and Granny Ming to stay outside the cave, and pressed it nowhere, and closed the door of the cave. She sat on the futon with Wei Wuya and Bai Shanjun in a triangle, and Ding Yu sat cross-legged in it. Then she began to explain in detail the process of breaking the pill and recasting and the various tricks involved.

The three people here are all skilled in martial arts, and they quickly comprehended them one by one. Nanping Jun said: "Now that you have understood, you might as well practice it today, except for the strength of only five points, the rest should be the same." If nothing goes wrong, tomorrow will really begin. After speaking, she stretched out her left and right palms and pressed them on Ding Yu's dantian from the front, while Wei Wuya and Bai Shanjun put their palms on the left and right sides of Ding Yu's waist and Yu acupoints respectively.

When Wei Wuya's small, cold hand pressed up, even through a layer of monk's robes, Ding Yu felt as if he was being touched by the fangs of a poisonous snake, he forcibly pressed the urge to turn around and bang a big demon fist, calmed down the goosebumps the size of mung beans, calmed down, let go of the defense, and carefully felt the strength of the three of them.

At the same time, the two behind him exerted their strength, and the two internal forces outflanked Ding Yu's left and right, wrapping Ding Yu's dantian and all the fragments as quickly as possible; Ding Yu carried the true fire internal qi generated by the magic of the wedding dress, and traveled quickly for most of the week, and rushed into the "furnace" made by the two of them with internal strength, smelting the fragments of the dantian with the help of internal and external forces; Nan Pingjun kept his hands and turned to input a gentle internal qi to protect Ding Yu's heart; and finally everyone received the first gong. The whole process is not seamless, but it is also tacit.

Nan Pingjun pondered for a long time, mentioned some details to everyone, and felt that there was no big problem, so he ordered the three of them to go back to recuperate and prepare for tomorrow.