In fact, Zhao Kui's injuries were similar to Liu San's, but his recovery was very slow. After all, he used ordinary cultivation methods to heal his injuries and used ordinary medicinal decoctions.

Her brother was injured, and all the burden of the Wuhun Palace fell on Zhao Xiaoli. Not only did she have to be responsible for the Wuhun Palace, she also had to take care of Zhao Kui, and she was extremely busy.

Zhao Kui's injury was not too serious, and Liu San was indeed soft on him and showed mercy. What really worried her was the enmity with Liu San. Although Zhao Kui did not think that he had enmity with Liu San, he even

Thank you Liu San for showing mercy.

Zhao Xiaoli didn't have any objections to Liu San, but she was surprised that he could become the top master of Nan'ao Island in a short period of time and win the first prize in the martial arts competition. And this time Zhao Kui used ten of his powers and still couldn't defeat him.

he.

What an incredible thing this is. It was this incredible feeling that made Zhao Xiaoli look at Liu San with admiration.

But she did not dare to reveal her true thoughts in front of her brother, but was concerned about his injuries. There were a lot of bruises and bruises in Wuhun Hall, and the smell of brewing herbs filled the hall.

Zhao Kui lay in the bedroom, managed to open his eyes, and said, "Xiao Li, the effect of this medicine is not very obvious. Let's try another one tomorrow."

Although there was no fear of his life, he was injured in the chest and abdomen. His face was as yellow as wax, and he did not look like the tough man in front of people at all. He also lost weight within a few days, and his eye sockets were sunken.

Zhao Xiaoli nodded obediently and said, "The doctor has seen your injury. It's not serious. It just needs time to heal."

Zhao Kui closed his eyes weakly, probably wanting to rest for a while.

By this time, the sky had darkened for a long time, and the disciples practicing in Wuhun Hall had also taken a rest. Zhao Xiaoli wiped the sweat from Zhao Kui's forehead, closed the door and went out.

Zhao Kui did not fall asleep, because he heard the door creaking and being pushed open again.

It was actually an old man in gray clothes who walked into the bedroom, an old man that Zhao Kui didn't recognize at all!

Zhao Kui struggled and shouted: "Who are you?!"

The old man stood in the center of the room and glanced at Zhao Kui. He took out a small box from his arms and placed it on the table.

The old man said: "Since the last competition in Wuhun Hall, Liu San has become a young talent on Nan'ao Island."

When Zhao Kui heard him speak, he suddenly thought of a person, the mysterious person who asked him to organize a martial arts competition in Wuhun Hall. From the sound of his voice, could it be this old man?!

Although Zhao Kui was unwilling to admit that Liu San was better than him, he could not doubt it. He nodded with a conflicted mood, which was regarded as acknowledging the old man's words.

He asked: "Who are you?"

The old man stared at him for a long time and then said: "I am the envoy of Shenmu, the envoy sent by the Southern Emperor to manage Nan'ao Island."

"The envoy of the Southern Emperor?" Zhao Kui had never heard of the Southern Emperor, and his eyes were blank.

"The Southern Emperor is the great immortal who manages our world." The old man said, "I am here mainly to take care of the affairs of the immortal world."

"Fairy?!" Zhao Kui was startled, struggled to get out of bed, and kowtowed to the messenger of the sacred tree.

The Shenmu envoy accepted it calmly and said, "Take this elixir as soon as possible. It will cure your injuries. In a few days, the Ironwood envoy from the Southern Emperor will come to inspect. At that time, you can follow me to meet the inspection envoy."

Zhao Kui said: "Why do I need to see the inspector? I am just an ordinary person in the world." His words were obviously to test the divine tree envoy, hoping that he could tell him more information.

Because Zhao Kui vaguely felt that his life experience must be closely related to the messenger of the sacred tree.

Sure enough, the Shenmu envoy said: "Other people on Nan'ao Island do not have much to do with the immortal world, but Wuhun Palace is different. Wuhun Palace is a point I set sixty years ago. The descendants of Wuhun Palace have a chance.

Become a god if your cultivation is appreciated by the Southern Emperor."

"Oh?" Zhao Kui still endured the pain and knelt on the ground, listening carefully to what the divine tree messenger said.

"Every twenty years, the inspection envoy will come down for inspection. The Iron Wood envoy will also meet you to inspect your cultivation status. Then he will report it to the Southern Emperor to determine your future." The Shenmu envoy said.

Zhao Kui nodded, finally knowing why the Shenmu envoy came to see him today.

He still had more questions in his mind, such as where his biological parents were, what fate the Ironwood Envoy would bring to the Wuhun Palace, etc. So Zhao Kui managed to straighten his back again and said: "Envoy, you know I

Are your parents missing?"

Hearing this, the Shenmu envoy waved his sleeves and said, "These are not things you can care about. Take good care of your injuries and wait for me to introduce you to the Ironwood envoy."

After that, he ignored Zhao Kui and turned around and drifted out the door.

Zhao Kui opened the box on the table, and a refreshing fragrance hit his nose. There was a pink pill in the box, he took it and swallowed it, then crawled back to bed to rest.

After a while, the pills were digested in the abdomen, and a warm heat spread from the abdomen to the five internal organs and six internal organs. The bruises and congestion in the chest and abdomen were slowly dissolved, and the whole body felt extremely comfortable.
Chapter completed!