One thousand six hundred and forty-four He handed it over to you!
"Zeng Changshou...is dead?!"
Wang Zilang, the third young master of the Wang family, stared blankly at the empty place, unable to believe what he saw. He was a powerful man in the late stage of the Seeking Yuan Realm.
Although such a cultivator is very inconspicuous in the entire Jiuzhong Longxiao, in the eyes of Wang Zilang, a congenital and terminally ill person who cannot cultivate, he is a superior existence.
At least Wang Zilang knew that a person like Zeng Changshou, who was in the late stage of Seeking Yuan Realm, would not be considered weak even if he was admitted to Yulong City, and now he died in such a bizarre way at the hands of a strange boy.
At this moment, Wang Zilang looked at Yun Xiao with a bit of fear and awe. At the same time, he had a strange feeling, as if something was sprouting from deep in his heart.
As I said before, strength is valued in this continent after all. Before Yun Xiao showed his own strength, Wang Zilang would not believe a word of his words.
But now, Zeng Lianhu, who was in the middle stage of Yunxiao's Wasted Spiritual Pulse Realm, burned Zeng Changshou, who was in the late stage of Seeking Yuan Realm, to ashes. Just with his stunning hands, Wang Zilang knew that he had found a treasure.
A young man who was accidentally rescued from the river turned out to be such a powerful master. When the thought that came to mind because of Yun Xiao's previous words arose, it could no longer go away.
"Dad...is he really dead?!"
On the other side, Zeng Lianhu, although his tone was full of disbelief, deep down in his heart, he had long believed the fact he had seen with his own eyes, so his teeth were trembling.
Zeng Changshou was Zeng Lianhu's biggest and last support. He had always been thinking about his father capturing Na Yun Xiao, and he used countless methods to torture the guy who had destroyed his Dantian.
Who knew that the final result would be like this? When facing Shang Yunxiao, his father, who had reached the late stage of Seeking Yuan Realm, seemed to be no different from himself, a cultivator in the middle stage of Spiritual Vein Realm.
He also sent out only one attack, and was defeated by that young man in just one move. Moreover, Zeng Changshou's fate was much more miserable than Zeng Lianhu's. At this moment, there was no corpse left.
"I...I...I..."
Seeing the boy in rough clothes turn his eyes, Zeng Lianhu found that his breathing was about to stop, and cold sweat kept breaking out from his body. He knew that the next step might be the moment of his life or death.
If time could go back a few days, I'm afraid he wouldn't dare to kill Zeng Lianhu, so he wouldn't dare to let Yun Xiao accept his waist. Who knew that he was just a half-dead guy back then, but he could turn out to be such a terrifying monster?
Even Zeng Lianhu was puzzled by the fact that this was the most remote Western Region in Jiuzhong Longxiao. Yulong City and Wuhuang Village were even more remote places among the remote. How could such a monster come here?
"I'll leave it to you. After solving it, come in and see me!"
Yun Xiao really didn't care at all about Zeng Lianhu, whose cultivation had been abolished. After taking a glance, he gave an order and went directly back to the hut.
"Yes, Brother Yunxiao!"
Looking at the figure disappearing from the shed door, Wang Zilang seemed a little excited, and then turned his attention to Zeng Lianhu, who was quite a bit hairy.
"Zi Lang, you...what are you going to do?"
Seeing the young man walking slowly to his side, Zeng Lianhu couldn't help but subconsciously take a step back, and then shouted out, which still had a condescending tone.
It seems that Zeng Lianhu got used to bullying Wang Zilang during this period, and he did not turn around for a while. At this moment, he was seriously injured. Even if Wang Zilang had no cultivation at all, he had no power to fight back.
"What are you doing? Zeng Lianhu, you and your son are just domestic slaves of my Wang family, but you have climbed on top of me to dominate me, and you have committed all kinds of evil within the scope of this Wuhuang Village. Today I will take the place of the villagers of Wuhuang Village,
Get rid of this evil!"
Wang Zilang has a pure heart, but that doesn't mean he has no temper. In the past, he had no cultivation. That's when people had to bow their heads under the eaves and could only tolerate it.
Feeling the burning pain on his face, Wang Zilang's heart was filled with new and old hatreds. He suddenly reached out his hand and slapped Zeng Lianhu more than a dozen times, until he was as big as a swollen pig's head.
"You dare to hit me?"
Being slapped a dozen times in the face, Zeng Lianhu was a little dazed. He didn't know where the strength came from, he shouted angrily, and wanted to resist.
Crack!
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Wang Zilang took out a sharp short knife from somewhere, and then thrust the knife into Zeng Lianhu's chest, causing the latter's figure to stop abruptly.
"go to hell!"
A roar came from Wang Zilang's mouth, and then he withdrew his hand, and a stream of bright red blood spurted out, turning his coarse clothes into a bright red, but he didn't notice it at all.
This may be Wang Zilang's first kill. His right hand holding the short knife was shaking a little, but his face was quite excited. It seemed that with this knife, all the depression and aggrievedness he had felt for a while had disappeared.
"You...you trash, I..."
Lowering his head and looking at his chest where blood was pouring out, Zeng Lianhu couldn't believe it for a moment. He saw him pointing at Wang Zilang and speaking tremblingly, but finally he fell powerlessly in the rain.
The gentle breeze and drizzle drifted down, some ashes scattered everywhere, and a strong corpse with blood all over the ground, all indicating that the Zeng father and son who were domineering in Wuhuang Village would never be able to survive again.
Too bad.
"Huh...huh..."
Finally seeing Zeng Lianhu lying motionless on the ground, Wang Zilang took a few deep breaths, then put away his dagger, straightened his face, and returned to the hut with some respect.
"good!"
Seeing Wang Zilang come in covered in blood, Yun Xiao could naturally guess something, and immediately praised him, which made the third young master of the Wang family feel quite flattered.
"Come here and sit here!"
After Yun Xiao nodded, he didn't say anything more about the matter. Instead, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the simple bed next to him, asking Wang Zilang to sit on it.
Naturally, Wang Zilang would not reject Yun Xiao's words at all, and he had vaguely guessed something, and he was undoubtedly very excited.
"Could it be that...this big brother Yunxiao can really cure my innate pulse?"
It was obvious that Wang Zilang had thought of this possibility and was excited. If he didn't believe it at all when Yun Xiao said such words when he woke up, now he is full of expectations.
If you don't believe a peerless evildoer who is only in his early twenties, but has already killed late-stage cultivators in the Seeking Realm like a chicken, then who else is worthy of belief?
"You have been found to be suffering from congenital pulmonary disease since the day you were born, right?"
After Wang Zilang sat on the bed, Yun Xiao did not take action immediately, but asked softly, which made the former nod immediately, and at the same time he had a trace of doubt.
Since it is called innate terminal meridians, it naturally cannot be caused by acquired causes. There are many unfortunate people suffering from innate terminal meridians in the Nine Layers of Longxiao. It is said that this disease can only be experienced by pulse refiners who have reached the mid-to-high level of the holy level.
There is a slight possibility of a cure.
"Your innate pulse is indeed 'innate', but this innate is not the other, and the two cannot be the same!"
Just when Wang Zilang was confused, Yun Xiao nodded slightly. Even if he didn't know the details, he guessed some clues from his powerful soul induction.
Xiantian Jumai is just a general term, which means that a mainland human being has tightly closed meridians from the day he is born. It is impossible for him to cultivate even a little bit of pulse energy like ordinary cultivators, and he may even be in danger of his life.
If such a congenital terminal pulse patient was born in an ordinary family, it would be nothing, but once he was born in some cultivating families, especially some large family sects, it would undoubtedly be a tragedy.
The people around you are all geniuses who can practice very quickly, but you are a waste who has never been able to practice, and you have to suffer countless inhuman looks and ridicules.
Not to mention the distant ones, the third young master of the Wang family in front of me, Wang Zilang, with his dignity as a young master, was actually sent down to the barren city of Wuhuang, where he had to carry water and dung every day, eat bran and vegetables and live in a straw hut.
How desolate.
Since congenital inexhaustible veins are a general term, it means that there are many reasons for the formation of innate inexhaustible veins.
It may be that changes occurred when the fetus was formed, or it may be that the mother received some impact during pregnancy, which affected the development of the fetus.
"If I'm not wrong, you were born with this kind of inborn meridian that was poisoned by someone when you were in your mother's womb. Your mother should have died miserably on the day you were born.
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These thoughts turned in Yun Xiao's mind, and the words he said immediately made Wang Zilang's eyes widen. He didn't know what happened to the first half, but his speculations on the second half were completely consistent with the facts.
When Wang Zilang was born, his mother did not have a difficult delivery and nothing happened, but she died mysteriously after giving birth to him. Naturally, the head of the royal family had to investigate.
Later, under the investigation of a poison master, it was finally discovered that the wife of the royal family died of poisoning. However, after a long investigation, the poisoner was never found.
This matter has been an unsolved mystery in the Wang family for many years. Such a secret family scandal is naturally kept secret by the Wang family. Except for the Poison Master, the cultivators in Yulong City are not very clear about it.
But now, the young man in front of him who had just known each other for a few days revealed the truth. Although Wang Zilang was frightened, he couldn't help but feel a little more confident. He secretly thought that since the other party knew the cause and effect, did that mean he really had the innate ability to heal?
What about the means of extinguishing the pulse? (To be continued)