The pain was like thousands of poisonous insects lying on Feng Mu's body.

Feng Mu remembered the pain he had suffered before, and remembered the long-standing regrets in his heart, but he felt that he had no way to make up for it.

Because his life is about to come to an end, at this time he is like a lamp in a broken temple that has run out of oil, and the only little flame left is difficult to support.

The broken doors and windows were not enough to withstand the cold wind, which blew and swayed, as if it would be extinguished in an instant.

Master Lu, who was sitting on the chair, just looked at Feng Mu calmly, at this moment he was powerless, and all his efforts to help him would only be in vain.

Feng Mu's face, the beads of sweat that flowed out, were instantly evaporated by the burning skin, and his face, which was originally fair, became as red as coals of fire at this moment.

"If this kid can't survive this level, it proves that you have lost your eyes, Zhao San, Zhao San, don't blame me. ”

Master Lu thought like this in his heart, although he looked calm, he couldn't help but worry about Feng Mu in his heart, or deep down he still hoped that this kid could pass smoothly.

The epidermis of Feng Mu's whole body began to dry, as if after baking on a charcoal fire, his dry epidermis began to peel off, and his new skin exuded a radiant glow.

In the already small sea of qi, there was originally an air dragon, but it was sealed. When Feng Mu was injured, the powerful and domineering qi dragon began to move, wanting to break through all the confinements and soar freely.

When Feng Mu went mad and his true qi was disordered, the qi dragon in the sea of qi began to make waves, and the majestic force directly stunned Feng Mu's consciousness, and the internal breath injected by Master Lu further fueled the qi dragon's arrogance.

This was a rare opportunity, the qi dragon rushed out of the sea of qi and merged into the qi and blood around his body, and Feng Mu's martial arts cultivation could be said to be a step forward, but once he went too far, he could not bear to be destroyed.

According to Feng Mu's cultivation speed, it was still too early to open up the qi dragon in his body, and he would have to wait at least two years.

But Master Lu didn't have so much time to wait, he had to choose to take a risk, because he had a premonition that his doom was approaching, and whether he could avoid it depended on the will of God.

The incomparable true qi erupted from his body, and the true qi in Feng Mu's body was flowing at three times the speed, and he suppressed the sea of qi with his life instinct, but he still couldn't stop the ball of true qi in the sea of qi from rushing out.

Once it rushes out of the sea of qi, the air dragon is no longer as rampage as before, because after rushing out, it turns into hundreds or thousands of small qi, if the previous breath is a wild dragon, then the current breath is like thousands of spirit snakes.

Feng Mu's body no longer felt like it was about to explode, and countless spirit snakes swam in his qi veins, making him feel very comfortable.

He had a lot of tracheas that he couldn't unblock, and all of them were opened at this point.

In the past, Feng Mu would think that he had no barrier in his body, but now he felt the previous blockage.

The qi veins of the human body are like a big tree with too many intertwined branches, and people think they have reached the limit, but in fact they have not yet touched one ten-thousandth of their potential.

Feng Mu, whose qi veins had been dredged again, felt that his body was as light as a feather, and it seemed that he could fly three feet high with just one thought.

He slowly opened his eyes, and saw that Master Lu was looking at him with satisfaction, knowing that all this was arranged by this senior, he couldn't smile bitterly at the moment, and said helplessly: "I feel that my cultivation has improved to a higher level now, so I naturally have to rely on Uncle Lu's help, but if I have a bad pool, and you killed me, I really don't know if I should thank you or not." ”

Master Lu looked at Feng Mu and said, "In my opinion, not only should you not thank me, but you should also blame me, with your physical condition, I forcibly activated the qi dragon in your body, which can be described as a life of nine deaths for you." ”

Feng Mu couldn't cry or laugh, looked at the withered skin that had fallen, and said: "But after all, I still have a life, and it's not all without a trace of vitality, Uncle Lu has no grudge against me, and he will definitely not harm me for no reason, so this arrangement naturally has another mystery." ”

"The child can be taught, it's rare that you can think of this, the reason why the old man did this is because he doesn't have time to spend it with you, do you know why I always come to Dongchang Street in the days when I come to Dongchangjie?"

Seeing that Master Lu was serious and serious, Feng Mu also felt that there was something else hidden in it, he naturally would not be idle and leisurely, and went to enjoy the mountains and rivers, so it seems that he often disappears suddenly because of more important things.

"Could it be that Uncle Lu met someone, or something?"

Master Lu nodded and said: "I have an old enemy in my life, a confidant, the old enemy is named Zhao Sanshui, this is naturally his pseudonym, his martial arts originated from Shu Mountain, even if he doesn't say it, I can guess eight or nine without leaving ten, but he deliberately hides the past, I naturally will not expose it, although there are many masters in Shu Mountain, there are only a few at the peak." The other person is my confidant, named Yi Zhou, known as 'Miao Xianggong' by the people of the rivers and lakes, proficient in piano and flag calligraphy and painting, feng shui and astrology, and is indeed a wonderful person. ”

Feng Mu heard Master Lu's words and thought to himself, "It turns out that Uncle Lu has already guessed the identity and origin of Grandpa Xu, since they are old enemies, why does he still want to help me dredge my qi veins?"

Just when he was puzzled, Master Lu continued: "You must be wondering, Zhao San and I are old enemies, why do you want to help his heirs, right?"

Feng Mu nodded in a daze, Master Lu sighed, and said in a desolate tone: "It's just because I have experienced these red dust reversals that I have completely understood a truth, old enemies can sometimes treat each other with all sincerity, and the terrible thing about a confidant is that there is a knife hidden in a smile." On this point, I agree with Bo'an's opinion, in a certain sense, we are opposite to Zhao San's position, and we are incompatible, but we sincerely admire Zhao San's personality. ”

"If Grandpa Zhao can hear these words under the Nine Springs, he will definitely be very pleased. Uncle Lu, where do I seem to have heard of that 'Miao Xianggong' you said, could it be that you met him in this small place?"

Feng Mu said, recalling the information about "Miao Xianggong" in his mind, but those memories were like beads with broken threads, and they could never be connected.

"No matter where you heard it, it doesn't matter, his reputation has been extinct for more than ten years, and people have long thought that he was killed by Zhao San, who would have thought that he would change his face and reappear in front of the world?"

Feng Mu listened to Master Lu's words, and suddenly became interested, and asked curiously: "Dare to ask Uncle Lu, what kind of face did you say about Yi Zhou, and how did you find out?"

"Now he is the owner of the 'Purple Clothes Building' Xiang Kunwu, the Purple Clothes Building, the Dark Pavilion and the Qianxun Pavilion all belong to the dark forces on the rivers and lakes, the organizational relationship is complicated, there are countless secret masters, and what is really on the table is just a chess piece, and the mastermind behind the scenes does not know who it is. ”

Feng Mu didn't answer, and Master Lu continued: "I wanted to find out what they were planning, but it was discovered, and three old monsters were killed in the battle, but they were also seriously injured, and their lives were only a year or two. ”

"Is there a cure?"

"It depends on whether my 'confidant' is willing to come up with a unique antidote. ”

Feng Mu gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what means are used, I will also find an antidote for you." ”