Fifty-Nine Rouge Purple (I)
In the living room in the front yard of the dart bureau, Qian Tieli, who was in charge of the business of the Chu family's dart bureau, responded to the guests who rushed in and out like flowing water: "The head of the house has been out recently, and I will not see any guests." When he returns, he should have an explanation. β
Those fellow Jianghu who came to explore the amazing sword in the Konoha Theater came with curiosity, and then left in a huff. It only adds a little congestion to the busy street. There are also people who come to talk about business, and Qian Tieli also treats each other with good words as usual, and records important situations for the head to decide.
There is no abnormality in the swordsmen going in and out, and in the face of all kinds of people who inquire about the situation of the Chu family, they can only smile and keep their mouths shut. Their silence has become a habit, and they have already developed the consciousness of what to say and what not to say. Consistently solemn, solemn, and hurried.
The undulating surface seals the suffocating depression in the backyard room. The leisurely aroma of medicinal herbs filled the courtyard, and with the green smoke like wisps, the reddish charcoal fire in the hearth simmered slowly, boiling the people scattered in the courtyard. Wang Hongzheng stared at Xie Junhe with a fierce gaze that was enough to kill peopleβwhy did something happen every time this ruffian was there, something would always happen? Even Feng Ruohan, who had lived in Zhuyuan for a long time, came to visit in person. He stared at the locked door for a long time, and finally shook his head helplessly. The blood on the steps of the cloister had been wiped out by the waiters, but the smell of blood in the air was still strong.
Two days, for example, two years.
In the silence, the door of the house opened, and half a basin of bright red blood was brought out by Xiao Ke, which made everyone's already anxious expressions even more panicked. Liu Siren shook his head heavily: "Let's go in and persuade him......"
"Isn't it the young master's ......," Wang Hong's voice trembled a little.
Liu Siren said in a straight tone: "The most vicious move of the Pear Flower Sword is to turn bones into softness. Lao Feng, you should know how many top masters died under this trick back then. has already passed away with the successive deaths of the Pear Flower Sword heirs, except for Jiang Shaoyun, the great disciple of the Pear Flower Sword Sect who was expelled from the sect back then. Now, it is clear that this sword technique has found a new successor. β
Xie Junhe said angrily: "What kind of broken move? Do you have to blow him like a demon?"
Feng Ruohan sighed: "It is said to be a sword move, but it is actually sword qi." The sharp sword in his hand, the killing intent in his heart, merged into one, and merged into a shocking qi - gathering the qi of the extreme yin, instantly attacking the strength of the yang, invincible - when reaching the peak, even if there is no sword, its power can be compared to the edge of the sword. The more profound the skill, the more difficult it is to heal in this technique. The two forces of yin and yang hedge in the body, for example, if two tigers fight, even if they win, they will inevitably hurt themselves...... Although many factions have been poisoned by this trick, there is no way to crack it. Even the old head of the Pear Flower Sword Sect did not easily teach this trick, just to prevent this trick from falling into the hands of the wicked and leaving a disaster in the martial arts. β
Jun He scoffed: "As a result, his old man still received such a good apprentice...... It has turned the entire rivers and lakes into a miasma! All righteous and crooked ways are used to deceive people, but they just occupy territory and refuse to give way. If anyone knows it, this pear flower sword can still be mixed?"
Wang Hong forbade him to complain: "So young master ......"
Liu Siren shook his head even more: "The young master injured the lung meridian, if it was injured by ordinary martial arts, it was recuperated, and with its own deep internal strength, it would have already healed." However, this is not an unusual technique. The young master has a deep foundation, although he has been injured and does not care, until the yin qi is more and more prosperous, such as a blunt saw torn in the heart, and the injury is serious over time, and it has accumulated into a heavy scabies. In addition, the recent accumulation of labor has entangled the spirit of depression on the inside, and the anger on the outside, resulting in endless disasters. Fought with Konoha, but fortunately avoided it in time. Although it induces old injuries, there is no danger. Otherwise, there will be no chance of turning around. β
"Turning bones into soft ......" Feng Ruohan sighed slightly, "Can this move be unhindered......?"
"It's not just a matter of trying to ...... I have already told him that even though it is fine, if he uses the sword lightly and accidentally rushes into this anger, his heart will be in excruciating pain, like a sword piercing his heart. He knew that he couldn't do it, but he finally fought with Konoha ......"
Feng Ruohan sighed: "The young master is better than the Chu Yuan hero, and he is as good as ......" raised his head, and there was already a silent glaring all around. He stood in the center like a target. It's because this sentence is too ominous. But who doesn't know the truth that it is easy to break? In an instant, all those angry eyes drooped.
Only Xie Junhe stared at his empty eyes, his mouth was half open, and he was as sluggish as a puppet off the line: he had always despised him for blocking this sword for Qin Dashao, but unexpectedly, his actions today were undoubtedly more stupid than Qin Shi back then. Originally, if he reported it in time, Chu Tao would not have to take action in person, and he would have had time to make full arrangements...... As a result, he was stupid enough to clean up Konoha for one person...... He shouted, "Then don't you hurry up and use medicine?"
"At this time, if you use strong medicine, you are afraid that the injury will only be aggravated. This is also the yin damage of this trick. Strong confrontation will only intensify the fierce hedging in the body, and at that time, the life-saving medicine will become a life-urging charm. Liu Siren sighed even heavier.
"In this way, isn't there no cure?" Xie Junhe was almost driven crazy by this thought.
"There is medicine, but I am afraid that he will not do it. Liu Siren shook his head slowly, "He is determined to refuse, Lao Feng, you know." β
Feng Ruohan nodded calmly: "Even if he is willing, others will not allow him to agree." β
"What kind of medicine is it, let's talk about it happily! The world is north and south, no matter how far it goes, I Xie Junhe can just go and get it, but with a fast horse, I don't work others!"
Liu Siren still shook his head: "I can't get a hundred fast horses for you." The medicine was on him. β
"You mean!" Xie Junhe almost rushed up and choked Liu Siren's neck.
"The herbs in the world are not as good as heart medicine. Now his heart is too high, which only makes the two competing spirits more depressed. The only way to turn the enemy into me is to seek a way to get rid of yourself. For example, only by meditating in the mountains and forests, abandoning all earthly distractions, washing away the troubles of the heart, and seeking purity and inaction, can we realize the supreme way and have a chance to heal. However, it will take three and a half years at the shortest. β
The crowd was silent.
Chu Tao was resolutely unwilling, according to his temperament, how could he be willing to retreat at this moment when the battle was almost white-hot?
No one has the confidence to convince him. Frozen in the courtyard, speechless.
Xie Junhe stepped forward with an arrow, slammed the door in, and the rest of the people were stunned, still standing frozen at the bottom of the steps.
The room was very dark, only the half rays of sunlight shining in from the pane hit the couch, and the fine dust was like mist, and the scene on the couch was like a curtain. In the extreme darkness behind the light, Chu Tao was lying on the couch, his middle coat was half open, his eyes were slightly closed, and the corners of his mouth were lightly hooked to him: "Come to demolish the house?"
"I can't wait to tear you down!"