Turning his head, it turned out to be Nighthawk! Wasn't this guy blown away by the shaman's tornado, how did he sneak back again?

"When the magma erupts, it will inevitably cause a certain amount of chaos, and we will take the opportunity to fly away. God, that tornado almost blew me out of the earth, but luckily I'm finally back. Nighthawk said.

The volcanic magma that the shaman hoped to summon finally erupted again, but Jack also used the holy sword to cast a "divine blessing", putting a protective film of holy light on the five of them, and even if the magma erupted, it was still as solid as a rock.

After the magma erupted, the killers of the Dark Church were also busy dodging, forming a sea of fire around them, which immediately caused thick smoke and smoke.

"Let's go!" Nighthawk whispered, then grabbed me and flew out softly, using the light of the fire and smoke so that no one else noticed.

Looking at the firelight behind me, I was instantly carried by the Nighthawk to a height of more than a thousand meters. Brother has never flown like this, only the wind blows so that he can't open his eyes.

My golden sword! My brother is very sad when he thinks about it. Even if the worm Gu was placed in the body, it was not as sad as losing the golden sword, it was not only the treasure that Qingxiao borrowed from me, but also my hope for revenge, and the source of my confidence.

"Ziman, Ziman, I'm Nighthawk, I'm Nighthawk, please report your location. "Nighthawk is in the air trying to make contact with Purple Man.

"Nighthawk, Nighthawk, I'm Ziman, I'm Ziman....... It turned out that Ziman and they returned to Hangzhou in the helicopter of the SWAT team.

After returning to a secret underground military base in Hangzhou, there were already many people sitting in the conference room, in addition to the special soldiers I had seen before, there were also many unfamiliar faces. Wang Pan and Zhang Zhanyi both arrived, discussing something with the other two officers with the rank of major general.

Seeing that I was being supported by the Nighthawk and came back, Zi Man hurriedly walked over two steps and said, "It's good to be back, everyone is so worried about you." ”

Looking at Ziman's eyes, it seems that this girl still has a trace of sincere concern for her brother. At this time, Wang Pan and Zhang Zhanyi also came over and patted me on the shoulder and said, "Viagra, thanks to you tonight, are you okay?"

After everyone sat down, I told what I saw and heard afterwards, and when I heard that I was poisoned by Gu poison and lost my golden sword, everyone couldn't help but care about my safety. Looking at the solemnity on their faces, I relaxed. Life is also happy and death is not sad, Lao Tzu is alone, except for the revenge that has not been avenged, there is no concern, it is a big deal, and it is good to reunite with his parents as soon as possible.

"General Li, please transfer Teacher Tang from the Southern District immediately, and be sure to arrive before noon tomorrow, he is currently the most proficient master of witchcraft in our army, I hope to help viagra get rid of this golden silkworm Gu. In addition, Nighthawk and Ziman, tomorrow you will each be responsible for a team, fully responsible for the excavation and defense of the treasure of the Xiuzhen Cave Mansion, once the treasure is revealed, it will be brought back to the military base quickly and secretly, but the Xiuzhen Cave Mansion can continue to disguise the archaeological excavation. If the people from the Dark Church come and say that Viagra is not with us, they will probably not do it for a while. Zhang Zhanyi, as the supreme commander of the base, gave the order after summarizing the situation in all aspects.

After receiving the order, everyone got ready to get ready, and I was assigned to rest in the dormitory in the base. Wang Pan looked at me and walked over to me.

"Viagra, there's something I want to ask you. Wang Pan looked at me and nodded, and then continued: "According to the introduction of the Dao system of the Sect that I inherited, this Heavenly Thunder Golden Sword must be used by a person in the Sect who cultivates the Thunder Yuan Solid Method. I don't know if you and the Heavenly Thunder Golden Sword still have mutual induction, so that not only can we know the location of the Dark Church group, but also make it easier for us to retrieve the Golden Sword. ”

Indeed, as Wang Pan said, I established a spiritual induction based on bloodline with Jin Jian, that is, "Dripping Blood to Recognize the Lord" in Wang Pan's mouth. According to Qingxiao, everyone's blood contains their own essence, qi, and spirit, preserving their own life imprints and characteristics, and having their own genetic code. In ancient times, some monks believed that the most essential part of the blood was called "essence blood", and essence blood contained "blood spirit".

Every spiritual weapon and magic weapon needs the owner and it to establish a kind of induction that only both parties can open and exist, so the ancient monks adopted this method of "dripping blood to recognize the master", dripping the essence blood with their own life breath on the spiritual weapon and magic weapon, so that they can establish an imitable authentication relationship after feeling their own unique life information.

When Qingxiao took over the Heavenly Thunder Golden Sword from his master to take charge of the portal, he had a "blood drop to recognize the master" link with this divine sword. In order to help me eradicate the ghost, Qingxiao erased the essence and blood that he had hidden in the sword body, and taught me to confess the Lord again after an interval of 9981 days. After this drop of blood is recognized, as long as my brother is still alive or I have not erased the essence and blood left in the sword body, then there will be no second person who can use the Heavenly Thunder Golden Sword.

"It was true that some kind of inductive connection could be established before, but now I have no real qi, and the inner dan of the lower dantian is also lifeless. After losing Lei Yuan's True Qi, I couldn't sense the Heavenly Thunder Golden Sword. Moreover, Qingxiao's predecessors had told me that if the golden sword was too far away from him, it would be difficult to sense the connection between the golden sword and himself. I said.

"Then we can only wait for Teacher Tang to come over tomorrow and see if we can re-establish your induction with the Heavenly Thunder Golden Sword. On this day, as the heirloom treasure of my Dao Gate, the Lei Jin Sword must not be passed on to others, no matter what, please cooperate with me to retrieve the Golden Sword. Wang Pan said to me seriously.

"That's a certainty, otherwise I also feel shameless to face Qingxiao's seniors. I said.

On the morning of the second day, I slept in the dark because of lack of energy, and I did not wake up from my dream until Wang Pan, Ziman, and Tomahawk knocked on the door with an old man.

There was a long-haired old man who came in, with white eyebrows and a kind face, after Wang Pan's introduction, this old man surnamed Tang was the Gu master Teacher Tang who was specially invited from the Southern District overnight.

My situation has already been introduced to Teacher Tang, in order to relieve the harm of the Golden Silkworm Gu as soon as possible, Teacher Tang did not hesitate, and began to prepare after taking out the golden needle and a copper furnace. Because it was best to have another monk cooperate when performing the spell, Teacher Tang explained a few more words to the tomahawk that was called. So, under the curious gaze of Wang Pan and Zi Man, Teacher Tang finally started his Gu curing steps.

Teacher Tang didn't seem to shy away at all, and while preparing, he also talked to a few of us about the principle of Gu cure, so that we could know how to prevent and cure Gu in the future.

I saw that Mr. Tang first took out wormwood and other herbs from the medicine box, lit them and put them in the copper furnace for smoking, this kind of wormwood smoking method is the most likely to intoxicate all insects. In ancient imperial palaces, smokers were often set up in various halls, the purpose of which was to ignite wormwood and other plants to smoke all kinds of insects, snakes, mosquitoes and flies, so that the people living in the palace would not be troubled by mosquitoes.

After smoking for a while, I suddenly shivered for no apparent reason, and then a faint "squeak" sound came from my chest and abdomen.

Seeing this, Mr. Tang made a "shhh Then, he quietly took a small piece of jade from the box and held it with tweezers and reached to my nostrils to signal me to sit still.

Strange, my nose seems to smell a strange smell, saying that it is not fragrant, saying that it smells bad or not. It turned out that this was a piece of Burmese jadeite with a strange fragrance, and there was a natural smell that could seduce the golden silkworm.

Mr. Tang held the tweezers in one hand and grabbed the jadeite, and with the other hand, he took out the gold needles from the silver box one by one and pierced them on the joints of several points on my chest. I roughly felt that this acupuncture method was slowly pierced all the way up along the giant que, dove tail, and atrium, and with each stitch, I felt something on my chest move up half an inch.

At the same time, at the behest of Teacher Tang, the giant axe injected a stream of warm true qi into my Lingtai acupoint with his right palm behind my back, and this true qi slowly went straight down the center and tail, and pushed against the pulse step by step.

When the little thing in my chest that trembled slightly and moved up from time to time was forced to my throat by the golden needle and the surging true qi, it suddenly stopped there as if it was stuck, as if a stone was suddenly stuck in my throat, and I choked enough to choke that my brother couldn't help but choke on the sound of choking.

Teacher Tang's eyes suddenly became solemn, only to hear the slight chanting of the mantra in his mouth, and after piercing the last golden needle into the skylight point in the throat, the old man hurriedly took out a copper bell from his waist and stretched it to my throat and shook it.

When the little brass bell "jingled", the small stone in my throat that seemed to be stuck in the middle shook at the same time, which only made me more sad and nauseated.

After a few seconds of such a stalemate, the foreign object in my throat suddenly let out a "cooing" sound, which only shocked me into a cold sweat. Looking at Mr. Tang again, at this time, the tip of his nose was sweating and his eyebrows were locked.

The "cooing" sound became louder and louder, and my throat and eyes seemed to be in sharp pain from digging and drying. Seeing that this was not good, Teacher Tang suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spewed blood at the small copper bell, and then continued to quickly shake the bell and recite the incantation.

"Jingle, ding, ding. The bell kept ringing, and the "cooing" sound in my throat finally quieted down one after another. When the sound of "cooing" completely disappeared, I found that Mr. Tang's tightly knit brow finally relaxed a little.

The little bell shook a few more times, and the foreign object in my throat finally began to move upwards again! I slowly felt that it seemed to crawl out slowly down my nasal cavity. Just when I felt that something was itching in my nostrils and something was crawling out, I saw through the side vanity mirror,! Sure enough, there was a little golden worm in my nostrils, looking at the green jade in front of it, hesitating.

Teacher Tang handed the small piece of jade closer to the worm, almost sticking it to my nostrils. As if he finally couldn't resist the temptation and let go of his hesitation, he saw in the mirror that the little worm slowly climbed up the jade stone and bit it.

Fuck, this insect eats jade! I just watched Mr. Tang start to hold the jade and slowly retreat after the golden silkworm climbed up the jade stone, and gradually dragged out the back half of the body of the golden silkworm that was still in my nostrils.

I remember that when I first saw this little one, it seemed to be only half the size of a fingernail, but now it turned into a wriggling golden silkworm seven or eight centimeters long, which is called a seeping panic! Just when I thought that this golden silkworm should be completely taken out of its nostrils, I did not expect that there was a white thread-like bond behind this little evil animal.

Fuck, what is this? Seeing this, I realized that this bullshit golden silkworm was still very deep. Day, is there "Yu Zecheng" in the worm?

Teacher Tang continued to calmly hold the jade stone and slowly moved back, and slowly brought out a white thread-like bond that was nearly a meter long, and the long tail of the golden silkworm finally left the poor nostrils completely.

My day, looking at this white line-like thing, my brother suddenly remembered the pork tapeworm, a stream of acid water gushed up, and I went straight to the toilet and vomited.

When I washed my mouth and came back, Mr. Tang had already locked the golden silkworm into an iron box. The old man wiped the beads of sweat from his head and let out a long breath and said, "Finally restrained it, it was really dangerous just now!"