Author: Master Mo 159

Ling Xiaowan was together, and she felt the darkness in front of her eyes and her steps suddenly staggered.

Seeing this, Guo Jing hurried forward, grabbed Ling Xiaowan's small hand, and placed the other hand on Ling Xiaowan's shoulder to support it, helping Ling Xiaowan up.

"You lose so much internal strength at once, be careful."

Guo Jing said with some shame.

Ling Xiaowan's face turned red suddenly as Guo Jing held his little hand and supported his shoulder.

Ling Xiaowan wanted to push it away directly, but first, she was really dizzy at this moment, and second, somehow, she felt a little good. Ling Xiaowan simply let Guo Jing help him.

But the blush on his face still couldn't dissipate.

Guo Jing noticed the blush on his face, and thought that he had absorbed internal force too hard, which caused Ling Xiaowan to be so in a state of shame. He couldn't help but feel a little ashamed again.

Guo Jing helped Ling Xiaowan and walked two steps. Ling Xiaowan suddenly looked up and saw the smile-like eyes coming from Lan Jian, and her face suddenly turned red.

"You don't need to help me!"

Ling Xiaowan hurriedly pushed away, and seemed to have left Guo Jing as if she was running away, and quickly walked towards Lan Jian.

"It's so strange for women!"

Monk Guo Jing and Zhang Er were confused and shook his head.

Ling Xiaowan went to Lan Jian, took out a bottle, poured out a pill and took it, and concentrated on it and dissolved it. The paleness on his face gradually faded a little.

He looked at the old man in the north again, whether he should say it or not. The situation of the old man in the north now looked very miserable. An old man in his seventies was curled up and rolling on the ground, looking in pain.

His originally exquisite clothes were now covered with soil and became wrinkled and ragged, with holes worn out in many places. Even disciples of the Beggars' Sect were not necessarily so ragged.

The first person waiting for the birds in the Red Ridge was waiting for the birds in the sky, and everyone was wide open at this moment, unable to believe the scene in front of them.

“What’s the situation?”

"This is the old man from the North! The number one sectless master in Dali in recent years, even those truly top sects can be treated with courtesy. How could he be beaten to such a miserable level and not even able to escape."

Everyone was demented.

The man from Tianqiong had just finished applying medicine. He had linked the bones and fixed them with wooden sticks and other objects. At this time, he looked at the old man from the north again, and an indescribable expression appeared on his face.

"I have threatened this master named Guo Jing without any reason."

The man from Heaven murmured with some difficulty.

Lan Jian originally wanted to kill the old man from the north with one sword.

However, Guo Jing quickly stopped Lan Jian and said,

"Isn't the life and death talisman of Lingjiu Palace extremely powerful? Since the young palace master has already put the life and death talisman on this old man in the north, we might as well take this person to our subordinates. It's so chaotic in this Manggu Valley that it's good to have a helper."

"This" Lan Jian hesitated for a moment, turned to look at Ling Xiaowan, and asked Ling Xiaowan about his idea.

Ling Xiaowan pondered for a moment, shook her head and said,

"My internal strength is far less profound than my master, and the life and death talisman has not yet been practiced to the highest level. This old man in the north has a mouthful of internal strength to protect his heart meridians. My life and death talisman cannot be broken, and the life and death talisman cannot reach the heart meridians. Sooner or later, it is better to kill it."

After Ling Xiaowan finished speaking, Lan Jian immediately drew out his long sword and prepared to take action.

This scene shocked the old man from the North who was rolling on the ground.

The old man from the north endured the pain and said,

"Stop it, wait it, I. I am willing to let go of the internal force of the Dantian and ask you to come in with the internal force of this life and death talisman! Don't kill me!"

After saying this, the old man from the north was already sweating profusely, and he quickly used his internal force to resist.

Seeing this, Ling Xiaowan nodded and said, "This is almost the same."

Half a moment later.

The three-person team has become a four-person team.

Guo Jing followed Ling Xiaowan and Lan Jian.

Around him was the old man from the north with a gloomy face.

At this time, Ling Xiaowan no longer activates the secret technique of the Life and Death Talisman, so the pain of the old man in the north has also disappeared, but now every position in his body has been swept away by the internal force of the Life and Death Talisman.

At this time, those internal forces dissipated in the body and cultivated themselves, and no one knew where they were.

"You want me to join, is it just for me to carry things?"

The old man from North couldn't help but shout.

I saw the old man from Beidi carrying a big bag behind him, which contained the Hongling birds he had just obtained.

Guo Jing said with a smile,

"Will those who can do more work hard for the elderly?"

Seeing Guo Jing, the old man in the north looked even more ugly.

"You fart, you guys are leaving just now, and I'm waiting for the North God Claws, you have the nerve to say."

The old man from Northland snorted coldly.

He stared at the secret book in Guo Jing's hand, his face very badly.

Guo Jing laughed and said,

"Senior, don't worry, I just took it and looked at it. It's not a story. Didn't I also give you half a secret to the instant thousands of miles of lightning skills? It's not too much of a loss."

"snort!"

Hearing the words "A thousand miles apart" in a flash, the old man in the north finally improved a little, and he nodded slowly.

"The journey will be taken care of by seniors in the future. You need to take a look at the exquisite martial arts of the Northland Divine Claws. You may not be able to make too much effort."

Guo Jing bowed and said seriously.

The old man from the north nodded indifferently,

"You guys are pretty good at it. Although you guys each have some powerful moves, my Northland Divine Claws are not ordinary people. Just look at them carefully. I am better than you in searching for the crazy juicy clams."

Guo Jing was overjoyed when he heard this and bowed his hand again.

The old man from Beidi no longer paid attention to it. However, a unique idea emerged in the hearts of the old man from Beidi at this moment.

I have never had any children or daughters for more than 70 years, and I have no disciples. If I had been buried with me with this exquisite martial arts, it would have been too disappointed to have worked hard for so many years.

Seeing that Guo Jing is a kid with good talent, it would not be a bad thing to carry forward his Northern Divine Claws.

The old man from the north nodded sincerely.

Ling Xiaowan and Lan Jian followed indifferently. Except for Zhai Xingzi and Guo Jing, other things or people had nothing to do with them.

As for the Tianqiong and others, Guo Jing asked them to be more careful and still be careful of such treasure hunting incidents. If it really doesn't work, pick up garbage near the exit, and they will definitely get some pretty good things.

All of them understood it with great gratitude.

After everything was arranged, under the guidance of the old man from Beidi, the crowd began to move towards the next goal.

"Linxi Valley." The old man from the north took a sheepskin map and recited silently.

This Manggu Valley Conference lasted for three days in total.

This time is very precious.

Two hours later, it was already dawn, and Guo Jing and the old man from the north appeared in a valley.
Chapter completed!