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Chapter 1738: Serious Injury

Chapter 1,738 Serious Injury

A domineering voice sounded: "I have yellow paper!"

Several people's eyes turned to King Yan.

King Yan took out a stack of thick yellow paper and asked, "Are these okay?"

"Okay!" Taoist Master Baopu couldn't help but said. He copied it and took a closer look. Hey, they were all the talismans he gave to King Yan to keep him safe. Just sprinkle some blood to get the right symptoms!

After Changsheng finished pasting another talisman, he glanced at King Yan curiously in his busy schedule: Why did you bring so many talismans?

King Yan: You, you little Taoist priest, care so much? You don’t understand that safety comes first in life!

"Master... hurry up, I'm about to expire. Didn't you say that there is a spell to remove dirt in batches?" After Changsheng finished using the talisman in his hand, he was so tired that he almost fell down.

Taoist priest Baopu, who was spilling blood and making yellow talismans, paused: "Stupid disciple, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

"I thought you were bragging!"

"When have you ever boasted as a teacher?"

...

Wei Zi, Feng Shui: "..."

King Yan was confused in the rain: You two cheating masters and disciples, hurry up and get to work!!!

Taoist Master Baopu had no time to quarrel with his young disciple. He drew the Eight Diagrams with a fly whisk, and the yellow talisman infused with his essence and blood was blown away by the invisible air current and scattered all over the yard.

Immediately afterwards, Taoist Master Baopu's body slowly floated up. He entered a meditating posture in the air, whisked the dust with his fingers, and used the airflow from the whisk to control the yellow talisman.

Changsheng reminded the location of the black shadows on the side: "In the direction of Xuanwu, there are five, in the direction of Qinglong, there are six..."

The yellow talisman floated in the direction pointed by Changsheng, and seemed to touch something. It instantly turned into a puff of blue smoke and disappeared in the wind and rain.

Wei Zi watched with fear. She knew that this was a black shadow that she could not see being swallowed up.

When the last few yellow talismans fell, Changsheng also sat down on the ground: "Finally, it's over."

Taoist Master Baopu fell slowly. Before he could stand still, he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood and his face turned into gold paper.

"Master!" Changsheng crawled over and helped Taoist Master Baopu.

Wei Zi also walked over quickly and quickly felt the pulse of Taoist Pu.

"How is the old Taoist priest?" King Yan asked anxiously.

"The qi and blood in the body are chaotic, the heart vessels are damaged, and the internal injuries are extremely serious." As he spoke, Wei Zi inserted silver needles into several large acupoints in an attempt to stabilize Taoist Master Bao Pu's qi and blood.

Changsheng's voice was filled with tears: "Master, I remembered. You said that this spell is based on one's own essence and blood. It can hurt a thousand people and damage oneself eight hundred. It looks very powerful, but it can also hurt the body. If you can't use it, don't use it.

.....Master, hold on, you said you would support me for the rest of my life, you can't keep your word..."

Daopu Baopu was so angry that he said, "When did I say this..."

"Last time you were drunk, ugh ugh..."

King Yan: "..."

Forget it, the master and disciple had no time to be serious, so he might as well ask Wei Zi: "Can it be cured?"

Wei Zi was still getting acupuncture: "You can't use any more magic now, otherwise it will be difficult for Daluo Immortal to cure it."

Without the spell to hold Taoist Pu, the yellow talisman around her had quietly dispersed at some point.

King Yan looked at Taoist Master Baopu and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the palace entrance.

The fighting outside is still going on. The Imperial Army has not captured these people yet. It is obviously a tough battle. Who will win and who will lose? The future is unclear.

Now in Weiyang Palace, although there are no dirty things that can harm the emperor's heirs, Taoist Master Baopu can no longer protect them with his heaven-defying magic.

Everything is up to them.


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