When Lao Zhangtou shouted this word without any sense of superiority, almost everyone thought that the person he was shouting to was Wei Changtian.
After all, the latter had tried his best just now but could not hurt the fat man at all, so there was no reason why he could do it now.
On the contrary, Wei Changtian, who is facing the "sand waterfall funeral", looks more dangerous now.
Although he cut a hole in the sand curtain with a move of the Moon Sword, the yellow sand in the sky still fiercely covered his head and face.
At this moment when Qian Jun was firing, Wei Changtian didn't have time to think too much, so he had to use the Swinging Step to retreat quickly, and at the same time, he kept swinging several more knives behind him.
"Boom boom boom boom!"
The sword energy hit the sand curtain and made a series of loud noises, which also slowed down the yellow sand again.
However, the full-strength move of the third level was not so easy to resolve, so the next moment there was still a wave of sand that hit his back hard.
"boom!!"
With a muffled sound, the completely out-of-control body suddenly flew dozens of feet, and then fell to the ground with a "plop", raising a cloud of dust.
"Master Wei!!"
Li Wutong screamed and rushed towards Wei Changtian, his eyes full of panic and worry.
But at this moment, except for her, everyone else's attention was all in another direction.
"..."
"Pap, tap..."
Blood dripped down the corners of his clothes, falling into the dust and becoming turbid.
The fat man's face was pale and he was holding his left arm tightly. The bone-deep wound on it was shocking.
He was just a little bit away from losing his arm.
No, it should be said that without Lao Zhangtou's shouting voice, whether he could still be alive today is another question...
This, how is this possible?
What exactly is this move? Why does it contain such a powerful "power"?
The more the fat man thought about it, the more puzzled he became, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.
He subconsciously raised his eyes and looked forward, and then saw Wei Changtian slowly standing up from the ground, being supported by Li Wutong.
"Are you okay?!"
Li Wutong firmly held Wei Changtian's arm, his face full of urgency: "I, I will send someone to find a doctor right now..."
"Need not."
Taking a deep breath, Wei Changtian shook his head and interrupted: "I'm fine."
He really wasn't trying to show off, but it was really nothing.
Liang Zhen had returned the golden cassock before returning to Shuzhou, and Wei Changtian still wears it now.
And the move "Sand Waterfall Burial" just now failed to break the defense of Jin Yi Kasaya after being weakened many times.
Therefore, Wei Changtian was only slightly dizzy from the shock at this time, but other than that, he was not injured at all.
But Li Wutong didn't believe this.
"Don't show off!"
"I have the elixir my father gave me here. Eat it quickly!"
"You, don't move! I will take you back to Xiyang Mansion right away..."
"..."
There was a hint of crying in the urgent voice.
As Li Wutong spoke, he hurriedly fumbled for a small jade bottle from his arms. In order to save time, he even omitted the action of uncorking the bottle. He actually crushed the bottle with force and removed the only white one in it in two or three strokes.
The elixir mixed with red silk at the bottom was handed to Wei Changtian's mouth.
White is the original color of the elixir.
As for the red thread...it was actually the blood on her fingertips that was scratched by the broken edge of the bottle.
It was obvious that Li Wutong was really worried that something would happen to Wei Changtian.
But the latter didn't seem to appreciate it very much.
"I told you, I'm fine."
"Take back the elixir..."
The slightly impatient voice stopped abruptly. Wei Changtian looked at the blood-stained elixir in front of him, and then at Li Wutong's anxious expression. After a pause, he suddenly asked:
"What's the name of this elixir?"
"ah?"
Li Wutong was stunned, thinking that Wei Changtian was doubting the efficacy of this elixir, so he quickly explained: "This is Tianyuan Dan! It is a spiritual elixir that only our Li family can refine!"
"You, eat it quickly! I won't harm you!"
"..."
Tianyuan Pill?
Wei Changtian's expression remained unchanged, and he quickly called up the system interface and searched in his mind.
[Tian Yuan Dan: elixir (prefecture level), refined from mica mushroom, can heal all internal injuries, 200 points]
hiss......
Li Wutong actually has such a good thing!
"Ahem, what about that? Give me the elixir. I'll take it later."
"Oh ah?"
...
...
Half an hour later, Longmen Inn had returned to calm.
Everyone who was watching the excitement had already gone back to their rooms. After learning the identities of Wei Changtian and Li Wutong, the third-level master Huang could only admit that he was unlucky and silently went back to his room to heal his wounds.
As for Wei Changtian... he is currently sitting in a guest room with Li Wutong and Lao Zhangtou, looking at each other.
"Senior Zhang..."
After gently pouring a cup of tea for Lao Zhangtou, Li Wutong took the lead in breaking the silence.
"I heard Mr. Wei say that you are his master?"
"snort!"
Lao Zhang glanced at Wei Changtian and groaned, confirming the matter.
But his reaction made Wei Changtian very unhappy.
Damn it!
I tried my best to save you. Although it may be a mistake, it is still hard work.
You're good, who are you trying to show off for?!
"Master, tell me, why did you come to Dafeng?"
Rolling his eyes, Wei Changtian asked angrily: "Are you coming to kill Yama again?"
"Hmph! Do I need to report to you what I have to do as a teacher?"
Not to be outdone, Lao Zhangtou glared and replied: "Evil disciple! I ask you, my teacher, why are you in Dafeng?"
"I'm here to kill Yama."
Wei Changtian got straight to the point: "Old Zhangtou, I already know your identity, so there is no need for you to hide it anymore."
"oh?"
Lao Zhangtou said with a smile: "Then tell me, what is your identity as a teacher?"
"Aren't you the mysterious swordsman who killed Yan Luo once in Huailing Mansion sixty years ago?"
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"Come on, stop pretending."
"I'm not pretending!"
"Hey! You have to force me to provide evidence before I admit it, right?!"
"You, you evil disciple, you are really going to make me angry..."
"..."
You said something to me, and Wei Changtian and Lao Zhangtou soon started shouting.
Although the two of them didn't think there was anything wrong with this method of communication, Li Wutong next to them had a look of astonishment on his face.
This, what is going on?
"Zhang, Senior Zhang, Mr. Wei, you..."
"You can ask again later!"
Wei Changtian interrupted Li Wutong's inquiry with a wave of his hand, still staring at Lao Zhangtou's frantic output.
"Old Zhangtou, let me ask you, are you originally named Zhou?!"
"I......"
As if a restraining spell had been cast on him, upon hearing this question, the expression on Lao Zhangtou's face, who had been denying it so hard before, suddenly froze.
He opened and closed his mouth several times, but in the end he didn't deny it anymore. He just sighed deeply like a deflated ball.
"well......"
"Okay, don't sigh like this!"
Wei Changtian curled his lips, but a huge stone fell to the ground in his heart.
Since Lao Zhangtou is really the mysterious swordsman, many questions can be answered.
"Now that you have admitted it, you should be able to tell me what all this is about, right?"
"..."
Facing Wei Changtian's questioning, Lao Zhangtou remained silent for a long time this time.
He raised his head and looked out the window at the endless Western Desert Gobi, and then ran outside to bring a jar of shochu.
"Wow~"
The wine from the jar goes into the bowl, and the wine from the bowl goes into the throat.
After drinking several large bowls of Shaodaozi wine, Lao Zhangtou wiped the corners of his mouth, and then slowly told his story under the gaze of Wei Changtian and Li Wutong.