Ang Lee fell very embarrassed, covered in dust and grass clippings. got up and straightened his clothes, coughed: "Master, this will detoxify you, but you have a better attitude, otherwise when the master is nervous, the silver needle may be crooked." ”

Originally, as long as one pill of pills could solve the problem, but Li Anxin had other plans, he only needed to do some hands and feet when acupuncture acupuncture points, no matter whether you were a martial god or an immortal, you had to obediently admit it.

The burly man said suddenly: "Slow, I heard that the sick son of Wucheng Wangfu stays at home like a big girl." Whose disciple are you, Langya Doctor Demon?"

"The family teacher is none other than Langya Medical Demon Xu Zanghai. Ang Lee ran to the stream to wash his hands, and took another jar of liquor and put it on the ground, and every silver needle was stained in the wine. Just as he was about to put down the needle, the burly man suddenly slammed his palm on the stone wall, which frightened Li An and quickly retreated.

The burly man's eyebrows were twisted together, and he said: "No, no, although this guy's medical skills can be called the first in the Medicine King Valley, his character is too poor, and Lao Tzu can't trust you." Besides, the broken thing of the meridian soul scattering is heard to be from the hand of Langya's doctor demon. As he spoke, he suddenly sighed: "There are many divine doctors of the Xu family in the Medicine King Valley, and there are countless temples in Yongguo dedicated to Xu Yixian, how can there be such a scum as Xu Zanghai!"

The mountain shook with a bang, and the entire stone wall collapsed.

Li An said angrily: "You are the scum! You are not allowed to scold my master." It is said that this meridian is broken and the soul is scattered, which is the proud work of Old Man Xu when he was young, and it is still well-known in the rivers and lakes. Because each buyer gets a unique poison and antidote, and there is no duplication. Although they are all meridian soul dispersion, because of the difference in the order of the drugs and the compatibility of the monarch and the ministers when refining, one buyer's antidote cannot solve the poison of another buyer. That's why the drug has been selling for a long time.

The burly man glanced at Li An with disdain, and said: "Scolding him is all to give him face, where is he worthy of practicing medicine! How many people have died at his hands in an unknown way? In this way, I will pass on to you a kung fu of closing the pulse and turtle breath, and you have learned to pretend to be unconscious and go to exchange antidotes with Lao Tzu." When your father comes to save you, look for another chance to escape. "The lives of himself and his daughter are in the hands of the other party, otherwise no matter how tired he is, he will not provoke King Wucheng. If Li An has any accident because of this, even if he rescues his daughter and gets the antidote, he is afraid that he will not have a peaceful life.

Kidnapping him to deal with his father? The silver light in Li An's hand flashed violently, and he shot at the three major points of the burly man's Divine Court, Jizhong, and Juque. At the same time, as soon as his mind moved, the black porcelain bottle stored in Qiankun's fingers was in his hand, and the upper part of the bottle was turned left and thrown in front of the burly man. The figure swept back rapidly, using the shrinkage that he had only learned to shrink into inches.

A little green smoke rose into the air and expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, the figure of the burly man was submerged in it. This is the drug developed by Ang Lee, "Drunk and Lying on the Battlefield". The silver needle is just a cover.

After being hit by "drunk and lying on the battlefield", it is like being intoxicated, and he will collapse to the ground like mud, and his body exudes the smell of wine. Because of facial muscle paralysis, a weird smile will appear on the face. This throwing drug is also very particular, it must be fast, ruthless, and accurate, not at the downwind, nor too close or too far, if it is too close to be kicked back by the other party, then it will be fun.

Li An rushed to the ground and thought: This guy is really visionless. In addition to being greedy for money and having a bad temper, Old Man Xu is still very reliable, at least he treats him as an apprentice very well. As for those who died in vain, they just came to heal their wounds, but their mouths were not clean, and they still wanted to pay their debts after being cured. accusing Langya of being shameless in asking for a price, thinking that he has great powers, and wants to rush out of the medicine house by force. With Old Man Xu's temper, can he please them?

The tragic case of hundreds of lives back then had already ruined Old Man Xu's reputation. No matter how many people are treated, they can't get rid of the stigma.

Things in this world are always strange. The knife madness blood demon killed countless people in his life, and later cut off his hand holding the knife in order to save a few innocent children, touching countless people and actually winning a good reputation. Old man Xu has treated countless people in his life, and even Old Man Xu can't figure out how the murder happened has been infinitely magnified and wantonly exaggerated by people, so that no matter what Old Man Xu does, everyone thinks that he has malicious intent.

The wind was whistling in my ears, and the mountains, rocks, grass and trees were rapidly retreating. Suddenly, the back of the neck was lifted again, and he threw a somersault heavily, only to hear the burly man scold angrily: "Damn, Lao Tzu said, this apprentice of Xu Yimo, plus the son of Li Sick, can it be a good thing? Don't talk nonsense, come and learn from Lao Tzu to close his pulse!"

Li An hugged his arms and said, "The young master is a man, and he doesn't learn to pretend to be unconscious!"

"Your grandfather's! Listen to me, either obediently learn from me to close the pulse and breathe the big (law), or I will unload one of your arms first, and save yourself with anxiety. The burly man twisted Ang Lee's arm,

Li An only felt that his arm hurt as if it was about to be broken, and hurriedly said, "Let go, can't I learn?"

The burly man was secretly amused and asked him, "Isn't it a man?"

"To be, a manly man, able to bend and stretch. What is the name of my predecessor? If you teach me kung fu, you should always let me know your name. "It never hurts to ask for a little more information.

"Remember, Lao Tzu Niu Huaiyi, sit cross-legged. ”

"Senior Niu, can you tell me how you avoided that green smoke?" This is the question that Li An is most concerned about, why did "Drunk and Lying on the Battlefield Jun Mo Xiao" not work?

"Lao Tzu didn't avoid it, he said that the veins are closed, and the pores of the whole body are not opened, what effect can a little drug do?"

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Not long after Li An and the others carried Uncle Guo to the medical hall, in front of Yiqiufang, the fight between the heart and the disgusted old monster suddenly started from the street fight, and by the way, they greeted each other with the eighteenth generation of their ancestors, and rose to the level of the peak duel of masters.

"Stinky boy, hand over the Taichu Xuantian Gong, and the ancestor will spare you from death. "The Taichu Xuantian Gong is said to be the best exercise that the Heavenly Machine Palace Master has realized from the Creation Jade Plate, and no one in the cultivation world wants to see it.

"I'm tired of winning the old monster, so anxious to worship the family teacher?" The cultivation of the heart is not as good as the old monster, and the clothes on his body are torn and tattered by the knife, but he is calm and calm, talking and laughing freely. The Taichu Xuantian Gong is indeed extraordinary, and the heart has always fallen behind, but it has not been injured.

The blood-colored red glow covered the sky and the sun, and it could not suppress that bit of blue light. Both sides have scruples and want a quick solution.

The old monster was afraid of attracting the great monk of the Vajra Gate, so he took him in. I heard that there is a water prison in the Vajra Gate, which is dedicated to imprisoning a notorious evil master like him.

He was anxious to find Li An, and Feng Qingyan asked him to protect this little junior brother who was about to get started. What's more, according to the description in King Wu Cheng's recital, they shouldn't be able to get out of bed yet.

"Murmur Ye Po Binhe!"

This is the most ordinary water mantra, recited from the mouth of the heart, but it is a huge column of water that connects heaven and earth, standing above the oldest nine wells in Luojing City. A cyan dragon conjured out of it, roaring and hovering over Luojing City, and for a while, the wind and rain were fierce, and the red light in the sky was blown away a lot.

The scimitar of the tired old monster is full of blood, spanning the sky, and with a knife down, the three water columns collapse together, and the flood falls to the ground, like a mountain calling for a tsunami. But it didn't endanger the houses on both sides of the street. Because the heart quickly retracted the monstrous waves formed by the immortal magic, because of the forcible casting, the chest was sweet, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of the mouth. The remaining four pillars of water shook, and the light of the cyan dragon weakened slightly.

Yiqiu Fangfang advocated Ye saw it upstairs, and he was even more sure of his identity. After hesitating again and again, he jumped down from the upper floor, and the Tiangang True Qi of the Heavenly Martial Saint was fully stimulated, protecting the young man behind him.

Such a conspicuous water dragon, not only the people of the King Kong Gate will arrive in the blink of an eye, but the other hidden masters of Luo Jing will also be alarmed. The figure of the tired old monster rose into the air, disappeared in a blink of an eye, and heard a strange laugh coming from the sky: "There is also a helper? ”

Pointing to the sky, before the curse could be spoken, suddenly a golden light flashed in the clouds, and the disgusted old monster screamed and fell back to the ground.

"Truth is empty, and the cause is like an illusion. ”

"Inaction does not rise and fall, and untruthfulness is like empty flowers. ”

With the Sanskrit verse, the elders of the Vajra Gate, Lichen and Liyin, appeared in the void to the south and north, respectively.