Chapter 85: The Generation of Forty Thousand Demons
The next day!
With tears in her eyes, Huang Lingling headed to the blood refining camp!
Wang Junchen guarded the bed all night, and brought another 100,000 gold coins in the early morning... In the early morning, he went to Zihai Sect!
Lu Xiu Ming had too many trivial matters, so he sighed and left... He left a message jade talisman for Ze Yanhua, asking him to check on Zhao Chu's recovery from time to time.
In the evening of that day... the bustling city lord's palace was already empty... the young men who could go to the nine major sects set out on the road... those who were seriously injured and difficult to recover also packed their bags and embarked on the lonely road back home!
This batch of preview battles is just a special recruitment of talented disciples... Three months later, the huge number of students in the martial arts academy will usher in the graduation season... At that time, the nine major sects, as well as countless second-rate sects, will really open their doors to accept disciples.
On this occasion... there are only three months left. If you heal your wounds seriously, there may be a glimmer of hope.
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late at night!
Ze Yanhua wrung out the water in the hot towel and wiped Zhao Chu's body carefully... Every scar was carefully and delicately done, even more concentrated than sewing a spiritual robe.
"Zhao Chu, when you participated in the No Regrets War, you were so high-spirited... Liu Lao said that if you join any of the nine major sects, you will be directly passed down by the leader. Ten years later, you will definitely be a general, and even have the talent of a general.
Qualified to become Grand Marshal..."
"When the time comes, you marry the princess, become the consort, and possibly join the royal family... The future will be endless if you honor your ancestors... No matter what, that girl Huang Lingling likes you so much. You two are a match made in heaven."
After soaking the towel again, Ze Yanhua gently lifted Zhao Chu's hair and carefully wiped the scarred face.
"At that time, I thought that we should never meet again... I am an old girl who is almost 30 years old. I have been dull in cultivation since I was a child. Now I am still at the third level of Qi refining. I am not even qualified to participate in the Tianjiao preview battle..."
"But I fell in love with you for no reason... Really, that day when you stopped Cao Chuyan in class, you were high-spirited and really charming. Your back was as broad as the city wall... In Lingluo Courtyard, you fought for Mr. Liu all the way.
To save face, but also to speak frivolously... Oh, I am so shameless, how could I say this... Fortunately you are unconscious, otherwise I would never say these words in my life."
"My senior sisters, when they are wronged, they always have a partner to come forward and protect them from the wind and rain... I also long for such a person to appear. Who knew that this harbor would turn out to be my student... Our trajectory is destined to go nowhere.
When we are together... just accompanying you through the most difficult journey, I will be content."
Ze Yanhua talked to herself, the night wind blew her hair, and there was endless tenderness in her beautiful eyes.
At this moment, she was hazier than the moonlight outside the window, and more beautiful and intoxicating.
"The day I gave you the badge, I actually saw your body. It was so shameful... Who knew that you would be seriously injured today... I am not ashamed anymore. Even if you are lying down, I will make you clean!
"
Outside the window, the moonlight is sultry.
Ze Yanhua was like a husband taking care of her, gentle and pleasant, and the cold moonlight in the sky seemed to give her a little warmth.
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the next day!
The last seriously ill young man in the City Lord's Mansion left, and this temporary medical center that had been bustling for seven days became completely deserted!
late at night!
Ze Yanhua finished weaving a piece of cloth, changed the spiritual liquid, and wiped Zhao Chu's body as usual.
Zhao Chu's consumption of spiritual liquid, 400,000 yuan is the minimum budget... In fact, it is far more than that... Today alone, he consumed 640,000 yuan.
"I don't know when you will wake up... What Mr. Liu said is indeed right. A hero is just a bunch of flames. After the light has dissipated, what remains is a dark mass of charcoal. No one wants to take a second look... She wants to take you back.
I went to Lingluo Villa...but I didn’t agree."
"Since I have chosen you, it is my duty to take care of you. I shouldn't bother Mr. Liu... I'm so selfish. In fact, I just want to stay with you forever... It's a mess..."
Ze Yanhua smiled.
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Day three!
After all the doctors left, curing Zhao Chu was very simple. He only needed to keep adding expensive spiritual liquid... Ze Yanhua could do it.
In the morning, the new city lord... arrived.
Ze Yanhua used a trolley to push Zhao Chu, who was seriously injured, and stumbled to find an inn.
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Day four!
Day five!
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The eighth day!
Day 12!
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Day 28!
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A whole month!
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"Uncle Lu Xiu has spent all the gold coins he left behind. I'm going to the Spirit Sewing Shop in Wuhui City to sell some robes... just lie down obediently..."
Ze Yanhua goes out.
Zhao Chu was still in a coma, with normal breathing and normal heartbeat...but he was unconscious, like a baby.
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Within a month, all the cities returned to their usual routine... Merchants peddled, hunters went up the mountain, farmers went to the fields...
This month, there are some big news in the imperial court notices.
On the day of the Qi Refining Ceremony, Wang Junchen, the head of Zihai Sect, broke through to the third level of Qi Refining... Five days later, he directly broke through to the fourth level of Qi Refining... Ten days ago, he reached the fifth level of Qi Refining... Just yesterday, he was already
A strong man at the sixth level of Qi refining.
And his classmates from Motong Wufu are still working frantically towards opening up the eighth meridian.
In the Blood Refining Army Camp, Huang Lingling... also broke through to the third level of Qi Refining... and was outstanding among the inner sects.
The exceptional inner sects of other sects have also broken through to the second level of Qi refining...
He Jianggui of the Qingmu Sect also has the third level of Qi refining strength!
The geniuses of this preview battle are called... the generation of 40,000 demons.
The Sun List records that the number of demon dust is close to 40,000, which is so terrifying that it fascinates countless young people... Of course, the short-lived creator can only appear in a corner, in a three-line report.
"The first place in the Tianjiao preview battle, Zhao Chu, is seriously injured and cannot be healed, Tianjiao is jealous of the talents"
Among the generation of 40,000 demons, the name came from him... but he was the first to be forgotten.
There is also a text message. Feng Haoyan, the extraordinary inner sect of Wanjian Sect, seems to have offended a terrible being and was almost deprived of his inner sect qualification... If it weren't for the elder's intercession, he would have been almost thrown into the abyss.
The person he offended seems to be the new head of Wanjian Sect!
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"Zhao Chu, I'm back. I sold 200,000 gold coins today, which is enough for you to consume the spiritual liquid tomorrow... Unfortunately, time is too tight and I don't have time to sell it to the military. Otherwise, I can sell 20,000 more gold coins... I am dull and have no qualifications.
Your talent can only sew colorful neon colors... Alas!"
With her slender hands, Ze Yanhua grabbed the steamed bun and stuffed it into her small mouth... In a month, she got used to getting along with Zhao Chu, and she took off the teacher's guard, she was just a naughty girl.
And he talks a lot.
"It's been a month and I don't know when you will wake up!"
"If you wake up, regain your strength, and are still as powerful, it will be time for me to leave... Just like you, I am helpless, without a father or a mother. Following you will only drag you down!"
"If you wake up and don't have the ability to practice, let's... get married... Hehe... you hunt, I weave... watch the sunset, watch the ebb and flow of the tide... By the way, don't you have a little story in your head?
"Master, you can tell me a story... Also, you are good at cooking. I want to eat the once popular hot pot..."
"Look at how brave Liu Yueyue is. In public, she dares to defy the whole world and marry Ji Dongyuan... If it were me, I probably wouldn't have that kind of courage."
Ze Yanhua stared blankly at the ceiling and muttered to herself!
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Sunrise and sunset, day and night overlap.
Before you know it, another month has passed.
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"Hong Duanya... when can I go out... It's been two months. If Ze Yanhua hadn't worked so hard to make money, I would have almost starved to death!"
In the demon mirror, Zhao Chu roared angrily, and his veins burst with anger.
"After the completion of the Ten Meridians, you can naturally go out... There is no time to practice. Any time I retreat, it will be a thousand years. Two months is a blink of an eye. What are you anxious about... The Ten Meridians are infinitely close to the way of heaven. Without spiritual fluid, it will only be consumed.
It’s just a longer period of seclusion, you won’t die!”
Hong Duanya is cold and emotionless, without any emotions.
"Then when can I achieve consummation... Damn it!"
It was already late at night, and Zhao Chu's consciousness was very clear, but his mental power was imprisoned in the demon mirror, and he could not control his body.
He looked at Ze Yanhua's frail body in front of the spiritual sewing machine, feeling so distressed that it seemed to be bleeding.
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