Chapter 929: Great Merit
Chapter 929: Great Merit
The alchemy room was charred.
The blood mist floated in the air, dancing gracefully.
Grandmaster Zhenxiang, who was horrified and stunned, stepped forward.
"Ancestor!" Yi Hao supported Yi Chen.
"Save first, don't chase!"
Yi Chen stumbled, his cracked and puckered lips trembled, he gasped violently, and barely stood up by leaning against the wall.
He swallowed a mouthful of blood, and with the support of his tribesmen and the expectant gaze of Master Yu, he went to the screaming masters one by one and touched their wounds. His face turned paler every time he touched them. After touching three people, he held Yi Hao's arm tightly.
"Remember, wait until Du and Wantian arrive!"
"Ancestor, don't worry!"
"it is good!"
Yi Chen uttered the last word, restrained all the energy in his body, and sat cross-legged in a corner, like a dead stone.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Clean water! Bring some clean water!" Yi Hao shouted.
The Ghost Mother believers, who had not yet been completely frightened, rushed out quickly.
Took some clean water.
Several people picked up the entrails of the beheaded master that were scattered all over the ground, put them into a basin to clean off the dirt and dust, connected the intestines, and poured them all into the stomach. Afterwards, they pieced the upper and lower body together and sewed them up temporarily with needle and thread.
Screaming miserably.
An ugly centipede-like scar appeared and twisted on the waist.
Grandmaster Du's forehead was covered with cold sweat, his eyes were lifeless, his expression was filled with fear of death, and he was completely speechless. Even though he was out of danger, he temporarily lost the ability to react.
His fellow tribesmen could only pay their respects to the ancestor of the Yi family in the corner on his behalf.
Without Patriarch Yi Chen’s action just now, the Grandmaster who was cut in half would have surely died!
But with that touch just now, people can survive!
The prerequisite for the Grandmaster's tenacious vitality is that he does not encounter crushing from a higher realm. Otherwise, the spiritual will left by the person at a higher realm will be enough to entangle the wound, making it impossible to heal.
Given the current situation of the Shuimu Sect, it is definitely not strong enough to ignore the will of the Martial Saint, or to have recovery pills that can eliminate the will.
If the attached will is not removed in time, others can only help him close his eyes and reduce the pain. Even the other two people, even if they only have their calves chopped off, may be left disabled!
Fortunately.
Yi Chen had special magical powers. He absorbed all the will of the Martial Saint in the field into himself and refined it, thus saving his life!
The Yi family ancestor, who had to bear the entire will of the Martial Saint, must not feel good at all. At least he would not be able to recover for quite a long time!
Those who are beheaded may even fall into a lower state!
"Insanity!"
Grandmaster Du was furious.
No one expected that after Dashun attacked Danmai, he didn't run away, but turned around and killed them by surprise!
Be it besieging a point and attacking reinforcements, they were inferior in hard power. Dashun had withdrawn so many of its manpower, and they accepted it. But it was just a young boy who used such a clever method. They were defeated after one strike, and they felt so frustrated that they suffered internal injuries.
"Who is that boy?"
"At this age, he has a golden body of Buddha and the attack of a martial saint, and he has many ways to save his life." The master with a broken calf leaned against the wall, breathing cold air, "After thinking about it, it must be the young talent of Dashun who has been making a lot of noise, right?"
"Liang Qu?"
There was frequent communication of news from land within the sect, so how could they not know about Liang Qu's deeds?
famous!
"In the past, Zhang Longxiang flattened both sides of the river. Today, Liangqu has emerged from the Huai River and wants to flatten both sides of the river?" Grandmaster Du kneaded the soil into stone and then crushed it into powder. "If I don't avenge this, I will not be a human being!"
The old subordinates who had been vying to seize the remaining elixir and recover their losses were stimulated by today's actions and became more courageous.
Only the master of the Wang family, who suffered less losses, watched coldly, condensed the energy in his hands into threads, and sewed the muscles and bones.
The words were shouted loudly.
If a real fight really breaks out, everyone will stop and rely on other clans to take the lead.
Qiankun Treasure Cave.
Chen Shixuan took over Xia Liangqu and closed the space.
"How's it going?"
Yang Dongxiong asked. Su Guishan, Wei Lin, and Xu Yuelong stared closely.
Liang Qu shook his hands.
Bones.
A head with bloodshot eyes fell to the ground and rolled towards the crowd. Both eyes were full of fear, with a dilated reaction in the pupils, and the lips were moving unconsciously.
The long black hair was stained with blood and ashes, like a glutinous rice dumpling that had fallen to the ground.
You can vaguely make out that it is two words.
"help me!"
On the verge of death, the strong desire to survive has completely overwhelmed the other party's normal thinking ability, and he is calling for help randomly.
Become!
Smiles appeared on everyone's faces, and they felt extremely happy.
"Five men, one was beheaded, one was cut in half, two had their calves severed, and there was a powerful fellow, who must be a celestial being, who grabbed the silver light and fought back, even claiming that he also had the skills of a martial saint.
Three more Zhenxiang came over from outside, and I only had time to grab a fallen head. Thinking back, it must be that the old man was in a state of disorder and exhausted, and deliberately deceived me. The counterattack was his own ability. "Liang Qu said succinctly.
"Counterattack?" Su Guishan pondered, "That should be the celestial being of the Yi clan. Hundreds of years ago, the Yi clan had a martial saint as its clan, and he left behind a legacy that formed its own system.
The first is to repel harm, the second is to control harm, and the third is to counter harm, just like the magnetic fields attract and repel each other. When one reaches the heaven and man, one can combine the first two to reach the 'counter' state and use the opponent's force to counter attack. It is a complete set and the technique is very powerful. One has even performed the feat of countering the attack of a martial saint.
If you hadn't taken the initiative and attacked him first, catching him off guard and defeating his chaotic energy first, I'm afraid you would have been in real danger!"
"Exactly the same."
Liang Qu thought for a moment and nodded.
The Ghost Mother Cult is composed of the remnants of the Daqian clan, including dukes, county kings, and princes. Their identities as inner Zhenxiang can be traced and they did not appear suddenly.
Everyone had a general understanding of the situation beforehand, but they didn't know the other party was coming. In the blink of an eye, they had no time to think, and they were unable to match the numbers.
But no matter what.
"You have done a great job!" Su Guishan praised.
The court does not look at the process, but only at the results.
No matter how dangerous it is.
Achievement is success!
Six people came out this time, they captured two alive, killed two, seriously injured two, severed the limbs of two, collected countless important alchemy furnaces, destroyed the Ghost Mother Cult's blood transfusion core, and the results of the battle were astonishingly rich!
Those who have achieved the highest level of spiritual practice are not made of clay.
No one is willing to risk their life. Whenever there is a killing operation, there must be at least twice the number of people to ensure success.
People are willing to earn money only if they have the life to spend it.
If there are not six people together today, Chen Shixuan will not be willing to come at all.
Normally, to achieve such a result, at least sixteen Zhenxiang are needed, including at least two celestial beings.
However, if there were really 16 people, even if Nanzhili did not take action, it would have to mobilize most of the prefectures near Jianghuai, which would be no different from a large-scale battle. It is not surprising that such a result was achieved.
"Amazing, kid. You don't look like a new master at all. You can stand on your own." Xu Yuelong exclaimed.
Holding two martial arts skills in his hands, he launched a surprise attack behind enemy lines. It seemed easy, but ordinary people don't have the courage to do that.
The chance of encountering danger again and again is smaller than the probability of winning the prize in a flower shop. There is no huge advantage, and any fight is like dancing on the edge of a knife.
Use small things to make big things happen.
Everyone would say beautiful!
"This head..." Liang Qu kicked it.
"Burn it, lest it leave any energy behind and come back to life."
Wei Lin grabbed the black hair and threw it into the extinguished alchemy furnace. The golden flames were blazing, leaving behind a blurry black shadow.
The head rolled, uttered a final scream, and turned completely into ashes.
The smell of burning is diffused.
"Let's go. While the night fog is thick, change locations and rest for two days."
(End of this chapter)