Chapter Ninety-Six: Dragon and Tiger Jindan

Mo Shenggu only felt that he was constantly struggling in a cloud of mist. Coming and going repeatedly, suddenly there was a bright light in front of him. Mo Shenggu opened his eyes.

Mo Shenggu felt the shaking under him, and knew that he was still on a ship.

As soon as Mo Shenggu opened his eyes, Yang Wushu saw it, stepped forward and asked, "Second brother." How do you feel?"

Mo Shenggu wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was extremely hoarse, and it didn't look like a human voice at all. "I'm fine. ”

Yang Wudi heard that he was saying that he was fine, and he was clearly saying that I was very fine.

Don't look at Mo Shenggu's majesty under Gaoyou City, it is the medicinal effect of the Three-Day Death Pill. These three days of mortal death pills have stimulated the full potential of Mo Shenggu, and it has exploded all at once, which is naturally very powerful. Now that most of the effect of the drug has passed, the sequelae have erupted. Mo Shenggu's life was extremely far away, and he couldn't say that he would die if he was not careful.

Yang Wushu said: "You have a good rest, you have been in a coma for a day and a night." ”

Mo Shenggu knew about his family affairs and said, "I will prescribe it myself." It took half an hour to finish a prescription on and off. Mo Shenggu couldn't hold back again and fell asleep.

I don't know how much time has passed. Mo Shenggu woke up again, already half-leaning on the head of the bed, being fed a decoction by a little girl. Mo Shenggu was a little more conscious, and as soon as he asked with his nose, he knew that the decoction in front of him was exactly the prescription he had prescribed. After Mo Shenggu drank the decoction, he meditated on his knees, and his luck was good. After a while, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and these were not normal colors, but a turquoise color.

Yang Wudi's face changed, and he said, "Second brother, how are you?"

Mo Shenggu felt that all the energy in his body was discharged, and there was not a trace left, and his whole body seemed to be an empty shell. Listening to Yang Wudi's question, he said, "I can't die yet." Send me back to Wudang Mountain. ”

Mo Shenggu reluctantly said this, and fainted again.

Mo Shenggu only had one breath left now. At the end of his life, everything in Mosheng Valley was put down, and he hoped to return to Wudang Mountain. In this world, the only place that can make Mo Shenggu feel at ease is Wudang Mountain, if he can, Mo Shenggu hopes to die on Wudang Mountain.

Seeing Mo Shenggu's appearance, Yang Wushu didn't say anything, and immediately borrowed the boat of the Heavenly Eagle Sect from the canal to the Yangtze River, preparing to go upstream from the Yangtze River and return to Wudang Mountain.

During this period of time, the people under Gaoyou City spread the word all over the world, and for a time the name Mo Shenggu was known by the martial arts people in the world, and in advance, Mo Shenggu was no longer said to be one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, but was known as Yishui Sword Mo Shenggu.

Although I don't know who first crowned this name on the head of Mosheng Valley. But recognized by the world, although Mo Shenggu is still in a coma, his reputation has risen to the Nine Heavens, if there is an annual person of the year selection, then it must be Mo Shenggu.

Yang Wushu didn't mean to be happy for Mo Shenggu at all. Yang Wushu has used his true qi to extend his life for Mo Shenggu three times along the way, if it weren't for Yang Wuving, a big master, who supported Mo Shenggu all the way, a small life of Mo Shenggu would have been destined to Huangquan a long time ago.

On this day, the ship sailed from Jiujiang. A large ship suddenly stopped in front of the ship.

Yang Wushu said loudly: "I don't know that friend is blocking the way down, please make it convenient." ”

This ship was a cut above the ship in Mo Shenggu, and a clear voice came from the boat, saying, "Yi Shui Sword Mo Qixia can be on the ship?"

Yang Wushu frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

Yang Wushu was not nervous, Yang Wushu had already encountered several waves of scum along the way, and wanted to take the head of Mo Shenggu and dedicate it to Mo Yuanting, in order to seek high-ranking officials. Fortunately, on the surface of the Yangtze River, the brand of the Heavenly Eagle Sect is still hard enough, although there was some trouble along the way, but it was leveled by Yang Wushu one by one, but the boat was much bigger than his own ship, once there was a conflict, I am afraid it would be difficult to protect Mo Shenggu.

This clear voice said: "In Xialonghu Mountain, I have an old relationship with Mo Qixia, and I heard that Mo Qixia is injured. Check it out. ”

A Taoist poked his head out, this Taoist seemed to be thirty years old, forty or fifty years old, and seemed to be over sixty years old, and for a while Yang Wushu couldn't figure out the details of this Taoist person. But Yang Wudi can see one thing, this Taoist has no malice at all, his eyes are the window of his soul, and his eyes are righteous and people's hearts are right. This person's eyes are clear, without a trace of evil thoughts, like the eyes of a baby.

There is a kind of person who makes people want to believe at first sight, that is, this kind of person.

Yang Wushu didn't ask who the person who came, the people from Longhu Mountain must have something to do with the Heavenly Master Sect. It's just that Wudang Mountain has a close relationship with Longhu Mountain. Yang Wushu said, "Please." ”

The soft ladder was lowered on the big ship, and the Taoist came down the soft ladder, Yang Wushu could see that the Taoist didn't know any martial arts at all, and the vigilance in his heart went a little more, but the Taoist with a few guards was first-class and good. Yang Wushu secretly speculated in his heart, what is the identity of this person?

When the Taoist came to Mo Shenggu's side, his brows immediately condensed into pimples.

The difference in Mo Shenggu's body was beyond the expectations of the Taoist.

It can be said that being able to make the body into this virtue is something that ordinary people can't. What's even more outrageous is that the body is made like this, and there is still a breath of hanging without dying. It was even more unexpected than the Taoist.

Yang Wushu put a prescription in his hand in front of the Taoist and said, "This is the prescription that Shenggu himself prescribed. ”

The Taoist took a look at it, and his brows furrowed even more. Yang Wushu observed the words and said, "Dao Chief, is the situation in Shenggu very bad?"

The Taoist said secretly in his heart: "I don't know whether to say that Mo Qixia has superb medical skills, or whether to say that Mo Qixia will die again." But this could not be said like this, and said: "Mo Qixia first took a big poison to stimulate his potential. So that there are thousands of holes all over the body, five tuberculosis and eight wounds, and nothing is intact, although Mo Qixia detoxified in time, but you are irreparably damaged to your body. I can only wait for death. ”

Yang Wushu had already heard several famous doctors say this along the way, and said, "Is there no way for the Dao Chief?" Then I'd better go back to Wudang Mountain quickly and let Zhang Zhenren come to the rescue." ”

Mo Shenggu originally intended to return to Wudang Mountain just to be buried, but he didn't expect Yang Wushu to understand that he would let Zhang Sanfeng come to heal. Yang Wudi's sentence is Yang Wudi's heart, and it is not adulterated at all.

When the Taoist heard this, he said angrily: "This injury returns to Wudang Mountain, what can Zhang Sanfeng do about the old Dao?"

Although this person said so in his heart, he faintly felt in his heart that Zhang Sanfeng really had a way? So my Longhu Mountain was not as good as his Wudang Mountain?

If Yang Wushu has the intention of agitating generals, he can't see it with the thoughts of the Taoist, but Yang Wuving's words are indeed Yang Wuving's heart, but it makes the Taoist feel competitive, and he secretly said in his heart: "If I don't use some means, Longhu Mountain will be looked down upon." He snorted coldly and said, "Go and bring the Dragon Tiger Golden Pill." ”

The Taoist bowed his head left and right and said yes, and a moment later, a small rosewood box was presented.

This small box is carved into a dragon and tiger fighting for the picture, the carving is quite fine, this dragon and tiger seem to fly out of the box, this small box alone is a rare artifact.

Yang Wushu secretly said in his heart: "What kind of treasure is this Dragon and Tiger Golden Pill?"

The Taoist put his hand on the box, and there was a heartache in his heart, and he secretly said: "This dragon and tiger golden pill is my Zhangjia Wai Dan's technique, a masterpiece, the flesh and death of life and bones are not a problem, but the materials are hard to find, almost the previous generation of talents collected materials, open the furnace once, a furnace will not exceed ten, in Longhu Mountain is also the treasure of Zhenshan." Now it's going to be used. "The Taoist felt a little pain when he thought of this.

The Taoist secretly said in his heart: "Let's go, since Mo Shenggu has the qualification of cultivating the Dao, he will not die in the future, and he will definitely have a great achievement." And Zhang Sanfeng is already a master at the time of heaven and man, and now he sells a favor, although he has made a lot of money. But under the general pattern of changing dynasties, this favor will be worth it. ”

The Taoist opened the box, and a burst of fragrance wafted out, and when Yang Wushu asked about this fragrance, he immediately felt that he was really angry. It is very good for one's own practice.

A golden pill appeared in the Daoist's hand, and the Daoist pinched Mo Shenggu's mouth and stuffed it in.

This elixir is only the size of a thumb, it melts in the mouth, there is no need to take water, Mo Shenggu has already swallowed it.