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Chapter 227 Changes in the depths of the body

In the east alley of Luoyang, Master Jiaxiang covered his face with his sleeves and was carrying Ye Chen, who was like a puddle of mud, and was preparing to leave the city. The blood was constantly flowing down, and pedestrians on the road were frightened and dodged left and right, looking at him and pointing. It was nothing more than that this fake monk dared to kill people.

If there are any questions like this, some people will turn around and report it to the official.

It was not that Master Jiaxiang had never been watched like this before, but he was usually watched with admiration. It had never been like this, which made him extremely angry and helpless. He could only hope that no one would recognize him because he had covered his face.

Fortunately, he chose an alley instead of a street, otherwise he would have been unable to move forward. But it was daytime, and there were people coming and going even in the alleys, so it was impossible for him to carry a big man without being noticed.

Just when he was about to approach the city wall, he suddenly stopped. He looked up and saw a group of fully armed soldiers suddenly walking out of the cross alley ahead. The leading officer pulled out his sword and pointed it at him with a 'choking' sound and shouted:

"Where is this wild monk who dares to commit murder? Let me arrest him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers behind the officer drew their swords and rushed towards Master Jiaxiang.

He sighed secretly in his heart, flicked his sleeves and swept away the oncoming soldiers with an invisible force. He shouted Amitabha with one hand in front of him and was about to say something. Suddenly his face changed, and the wall on the left side of the alley suddenly exploded, revealing a figure in black.

Rushing out, a cold light suddenly exploded in his eyes.

"Grandmaster, there is an ambush!"

Master Jiaxiang reacted immediately. Faced with an ambush by a master of the same level, he did not dare to be careless. He threw Ye Chen back, slapped the blade of the sword with the palm of his left hand, tilted his head to the side, and stretched out his index finger with the other hand to see.

The master's secret technique is to point his finger towards the face of the man in black.

But the reaction of the man in black was beyond his expectation. As soon as he counterattacked, or just threw Ye Chen away, he immediately stopped and changed his stance, and slapped Master Jiaxiang's fingertips with his stabbing sword.

, there was a crisp sound of 'dang', and with this force, the body twisted violently and flew backwards into the hole in the wall of the house at a faster speed.

Master Jiaxiang paused for a moment in fear of being deceived. The next second, his expression changed sharply and he turned around, but he could no longer see Ye Chen. He immediately jumped to the roof, his ears trembling slightly, but there was no clue.

"Who will save him?"

He didn't chase him out, he just stood on the roof and muttered to himself. He turned around and saw Wuxiang, the Tianjue monk, flying towards him. There was a complicated look in his eyes, and he sighed and faced him.

Wu Xiang frowned when he saw him alone and asked:

"Being rescued?"

Master Jiaxiang nodded:

"It was a premeditated ambush. A master attacked me secretly, and another master rescued him. I didn't even see him."

Wuxiang asked again:

"Can you tell who is attacking?"

Master Jiaxiang hesitated for a moment, then shook his head:

"That person didn't fight me head-on, so I can't tell who did it."

...Wuxiang was very annoyed and moved his mouth. Considering that he would need to use the Four Holy Monks of Buddhism in the future, he swallowed his anger and waved his hands:

"You don't need to worry about this matter. I will handle it. You go back to White Horse Temple to take care of Master Wisdom, so that no one takes advantage of it."

Master Jiaxiang raised one hand in front of him and shouted the Buddha's chant. He seemed to be relieved and immediately turned around and left.

When he left and disappeared, the house under Tianjue Monk Wuxiang's feet suddenly exploded with a bang:

"waste!"

With a flick of his sleeves, he flew into the air, leaving behind a broken ruin.

Ye Chen, when Wu Xiang's palm smashed all his bones into pieces, he thought he was dead. When he fainted, he still felt a little regretful that he was a little distracted. If he had known that he had taken the Evil Emperor's relic and left directly, he would have hid it first.

Say it again.

The only thing that comforted him was that he still had 69,000 potential points accumulated. Even if this world failed, it would not be the end of the world. The next world would still rise quickly.

When he finally regained some consciousness from his coma, he was surprised to find that he was not dead, but the sharp pain that instantly shot from every corner of his body told him that although he was not dead now, he was still worse than death.

For a martial artist, death is not the most terrifying thing, but now he has encountered something even more terrifying than death. His cultivation has been completely broken.

The Dantian was broken, all the meridians were severed, and all the internal energy gained from practicing Jiyin Xuan Gong was gone.

Well, if the internal strength is useless, then let it go. Anyway, now his internal and external strength is seriously imbalanced. This internal strength is not important at all compared to the external strength.

The important thing is that his external skills are also useless, and all the bones in his body are broken. He can't find a complete bone in his body now, or to be precise, he can't find a bone bigger than a one-yuan coin. It's completely smashed into pieces. He is invulnerable to water and fire.

The indestructible body of the Vajra, which was indestructible to poison, was completely destroyed, and even the sea of ​​consciousness where the soul was located was destroyed.

With such a serious injury, any one, even a great master, would die on the spot, even if he had also cultivated an indestructible body.

But Ye Chen didn't die, he was still alive and well.

At first, he was also confused about what was going on. It was not until he felt the vitality flowing out from deep inside his body that he realized that this was because his life essence was too powerful. The essence of life, which was more than ten times more than that of ordinary people, continuously provided vitality.

That's why he's alive until now.

And it not only keeps him alive, this life essence essence itself is the embodiment of vitality. In other words, in addition to keeping him alive, these life essence essence essences are also slowly repairing his body.

Ye Chen also discovered that he didn't know if it was due to the broken body. Every inch of his bones and muscles had been smashed to pieces. While his body was being repaired, he seemed to feel a strange force coming out of the depths of his body.

This strange power comes from the deepest cells of the body. He felt it when the Shengang Body was raised to the eleventh level. However, the feeling was not obvious at the time. Even after it was raised to the twelfth level, it was only slightly more obvious, unlike what he can feel now.

The actual feeling is very different.

It seems that he sensed that his life was now threatened, or that his body was completely broken and reorganized. This power was stimulated and began to grow, working with the essence of life to repair his body.

This power is very magical. Although Ye Chen has not yet woken up, and his sea of ​​consciousness has been shattered, his soul is sealed in the sea of ​​consciousness and cannot wake up, but his consciousness is still clear. On the contrary, he can perceive his physical condition more clearly and can see

The body repaired by this power becomes stronger.

He was in a daze and could not wake up. His consciousness was trapped in his body. In the eyes of outsiders, he was now a vegetative state and had to be taken care of by others for food, drink and diarrhea.

Although his consciousness cannot leave his body, he can feel that he has been rescued. Someone is taking care of him and scrubbing his body every day. It seems...a woman.

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