Hurrying to the front yard, Chen Yulou was excited when he saw that familiar, powerful figure.
"Kunlun?!"
Turning around, a simple and honest smile appeared on his familiar face.
He strode over, knelt down on one knee, and cupped his fists with both hands.
Kunlun couldn't speak, but his meaning was already clear.
"Get up quickly."
Help him up with his hands.
Looking at his first general, Chen Yulou was excited.
"How did you survive the Pingshan underground palace?"
Kunlun cooperated with his hands and made a collapse posture.
"The bottle mountain collapsed, did you survive?"
Kunlun nodded.
"Why are you coming back now?"
Kunlun took off his clothes, revealing the scar on his chest.
Originally, after repairing the body with marrow washing points, no scars would be left at all, but in order to win Chen Yulou's trust, he had to add some flesh wounds to himself.
Chen Yulou looked at the location of the wound, which was mainly concentrated on the upper abdomen. If he was lucky, it would not be fatal.
"You won't come back until you recover from your injuries?"
Kunlun nodded.
Patted his arm.
"Thank you for your hard work. You are tired after traveling such a long way. Go down and rest first."
"correct."
Chen Yulou took out a porcelain bottle from his bag and handed it over.
"There are nine 'Yin Yang Hui Xin Pills' in it, which are most effective for wounds caused by swords. You can take it back and take it, one pill every three days, no more, no less."
Kunlun took it, with gratitude in his eyes.
"Okay, go quickly. When you recover from your injuries, you and I will continue to create great achievements together."
Kunlun nodded.
"Tu Feng?"
"Always in charge."
"Prepare food for Kunlun and send it to his room."
"yes."
After the two left, the joy on Chen Yulou's face slowly disappeared. He walked into the courtyard, climbed up and down the roof several times, and silently watched Kunlun's retreating back.
"He still remembers where he lives." Chen Yulou whispered.
"Don't you doubt Kunlun?"
Huama Turn Road.
"When I was in Wengcheng, even though thousands of arrows were fired and the army was in chaos, I could clearly see that Kunlun was shot in the chest by a crossbow. With such an injury, it should be impossible for him to survive."
"Could it be that the light was dim and you looked wrong?"
After recalling it, Chen Yulou shook his head.
"But when I saw Kunlun just now, there was breathing and heartbeat, just like before. Whether it was corpse control or soul possession, it would not be so lifelike."
"There are so many wonderful skills and arts in the spiritual world, how much can we ordinary people know?" Chen Yulou said.
"Then you plan to...?"
Staring at the peaceful house in the distance.
"Let's observe secretly first. Whether he is really alive or under someone's control, it will be useful to us."
Huamaguai nodded in agreement.
"come here."
He walked into the study with Huamaguai and picked up a pen to write.
After writing, review it and give it to Huamaguai.
"Let Tu Feng prepare according to this menu, and then ask the servants to bring over the leftovers."
"yes."
…
After closing the door, Xu Kunlun breathed a sigh of relief.
Thanks to my use of puppetry to control birds when I was still at Xieling Villa, I figured out where Kunlun lived and some of his behavioral habits. Otherwise, I would have been exposed just now.
He inherited Kunlun's body, but not his memory.
I turned around and looked at the house. The furnishings were very simple. From the bed to the chairs to various daily utensils, they were all a few sizes larger than those of ordinary people.
There is a huge cowhide sandbag in the empty space next to it.
Judging from the friction marks, it was obviously used frequently.
Kunlun's main skill is Dragon Yin Iron Cloth Shirt, which is also included in the thirteen martial arts skills given to him by Master Chen, and he can continue to practice.
Not long after, Tu Feng came in with a few servants carrying large plates of meat.
There are only seven or eight kilograms of braised beef.
Others include chicken, a few vegetables and a large bowl of rice.
Bang bang bang.
The table is full.
"Kunlun, do you see enough of this?"
He nodded, hugged his fists, and said thank you.
"You're welcome. If you need anything, just ask."
Tu Feng also wanted to find out how Kunlun, who was clearly dead, came back to life.
But the strange look in his eyes was too obvious.
Kunlun stood up, his huge body showing strong pressure.
"Um!"
The dull nasal voice is astonishingly intimidating.
His generous palm pointed to the door, and his deep eyes revealed a silent warning.
Tu Feng unconsciously felt a sense of fear in his heart.
It was like a huge and terrifying bear standing in front of him with his teeth bared, ready to swallow him in one gulp at any time.
He pulled his usually indifferent cheeks and slowly withdrew.
Seeing him leave, Xu Kunlun smiled coldly.
"When I was gone, he completely took my place."
However, it is impossible for me to return to Xiling, Blood Hall, etc., it doesn’t matter anymore.
Looking at the food on the table, my index finger moved.
Started eating with big mouthfuls.
The strengthened stomach is like a meat grinder, grinding up all the food swallowed and turning it into energy for the body to consume.
Gu Qi
The food, enough for seven or eight people, was eaten by him in half an hour.
However, it is only 80% full.
Invite people to come in and take away the leftovers.
However, these servants did not take the remaining dishes to the kitchen, but came to Chen Yulou's residence.
Frowning slightly, he looked at all the leftovers.
"Have you eaten all this spicy fried tofu?"
"yes."
"real?"
The servant knelt down, looking panicked.
"Even if I have ten guts, I wouldn't dare to deceive the young leader."
"Get up."
The servant then got up tremblingly.
"Clean this place and get down."
The servant hurriedly cleaned the floor and carefully retreated.
After the room calmed down, Chen Yulou's eyes had narrowed, and his sharp gaze contained strong murderous intent.
He has been with Kunlun for many years and knows very well that he never eats tofu.
That thing looks too much like brain tissue.
Kunlun was so powerful that when he hit someone on the head, his brains would often burst, leaving sequelae.
"No matter who you are or what your purpose is, once you come to Xiling, don't even think about leaving alive."
I just wanted to order him to go down and kill him.
But when he reached the door, he stopped again.
"Kunlun's physical strength is tyrannical, but he is a huge killer. If we eradicate him here, it would be a waste of resources."
Touching his chin, there was a hint of deep thought on his face.
…
After all, Xu Rui was not a magician. Although he used birds to observe Kunlun's behavior and habits when he was in Xiling, he never saw what he ate and what he didn't eat.
A simple oversight exposed myself.
And he didn't know all this.
Bang bang….
A huge crash shook the entire courtyard.
Kunlun, who was over two meters tall, was like a black bear, violently hitting the iron pillar next to the wall.
Chest, back, shoulders.
Iron Mountain relies on fighting, and its strength is tyrannical.
The huge iron pillar, which was more than one meter in diameter and was buried deep in the ground, was on the verge of collapse after being hit by him.
After the whole body was turned red from the impact, he walked to the surprisingly large sandbag next to him, and whipped it hard with his thick thighs like a whip.
boom.
A sandbag made of several layers of rough cowhide and filled with iron sand, weighing two thousand kilograms, suddenly swung up.
One foot, two feet.
After lifting the left leg, switch to the right leg.
After kicking the legs, it's time to hit with fists and arms.
Thick sweat flowed down his muscles and soaked his pants unconsciously.
It stopped after nearly two hours.
Walking to the side, there is a row of sealed gourds. Open the stopper and a medicinal fragrance will spread out.
After pouring, an amber-colored, viscous ointment flows from it.
This is a medicated oil made from precious medicinal materials, specifically used in conjunction with Long Yin Iron Cloth Shirt's training.
One gourd is worth one tael of gold.
Without Xie Ling's support, just a dozen gourds of medicinal oil here would be enough to drain a wealthy family dry.
It’s no wonder that there are so few people practicing hard skills such as Iron Clothes Shirt.
Too much money wasted.
Apply the medicinal oil on your body.
A cool feeling extinguished the original heat, and an indescribable feeling of relief filled my heart.
“It’s really good stuff.”
…
When Xu Ruikong was generous to others and practiced hard.
Chen Yuntian also received the news of Kunlun's "resurrection from death".
"Are you telling the truth?"
"Absolutely true."
Ma Changan said respectfully.
As the helmsman of the right wing of the Blood Hall, he could not get the trust of Chen Yulou, so he simply took refuge with Chen Yuntian, who happened to be constantly wooing him.
Think for a moment.
"What did Yulou say?"
"The young commander is very excited. Kunlun is the martial arts genius he relies on most."
Ma Changan emphasized the word "reliance".
Chen Yuntian is a mature man, so of course he understands what he means.
In the past three months, the forces under his command have suffered heavy losses, and Chen Yulou has been honest for three months. Now that Kunlun is back, his strength has recovered a lot. According to Chen Yulou's restless character, he is expected to take action again.
Chen Yuntian sighed inwardly.
I don't know what happened to his son in the past two years. His personality has become more and more extreme, and he no longer has the stability he once had.
"You were in Pingshan back then, but Kunlun was really dead?"
"Back to the commander-in-chief, I was responsible for guarding the palace at the time. I did not follow the commander-in-chief into the underground palace and the urn city, so I never saw it in person. However, in the urn city, thousands of arrows were fired, heavy crossbows rained down, and there were quicksands to cover them. Hundreds of people entered.
Only five or six people, including the young leader, survived, and the rest died."
After a pause, he observed Chen Yuntian's expression.
"So, from my subordinate's point of view, although Kunlun's martial arts is strong, he is still a body of flesh and blood. It is really impossible to survive the triple blow of arrow rain, crossbow array and quicksand."
"Do you think someone secretly dug up Kunlun's body, resurrected it with the help of magic, and sneaked into our Xiling Mountain to plot evil?"
"Well..., my subordinate is young and shallow, and I dare not make such an assertion lightly."
After glancing at him, Chen Yuntian's eyes showed deep thought, and he tapped the square table evenly with his fingers.
"You should go back first. Pay more attention to Kunlun during this period and see what he does. If you find anything, remember to report it in time."
"Yes, I am resigning."
Seeing him leave, Chen Yuntian pinched his brows tiredly.
Bai Wushuang, Xie Dahai, Chen Laogou, Gui Lao, and Taoist Corpse. In more than half a year, five masters in Xiling died in succession.
Moreover, the Xiangyin sub-rudder, which was originally ranked at the forefront among the nineteen rudders, was mostly damaged in Pingshan this time and suffered heavy losses.
Even if the Xiling family has a great business, they cannot withstand this kind of loss.
There happened to be a son who was even more worried.