Chapter Two Hundred and Twelve: The Three-Day Covenant
"It's impossible to prescribe the right medicine. The divine power of the Son of God is no longer within the common sense of heavenly cultivation. I can't even figure out how to find the source..."
When Murong Jian heard the words of the three great princes, his eyes suddenly turned red and he asked: "Is there really no other way?"
If this green light cannot be driven out, Murong Bai will become a useless person sooner or later!
This was extremely bad news for everyone in the Fenglei Sect who had high hopes for him.
"For the current plan, we can only use the most stupid method..." Grand Master Feng Lei muttered: "Abolish all the meridians in his body, and we will protect his heart meridians and Dantian Lingtai with holy power to preserve the foundation of his cultivation.
and life.”
"The blue light has no place to rely on, and it will destroy itself without attack!"
As soon as these words came out, it seemed that a solution had been found, but few people were interested.
Because they clearly realized that the cultivation level of this green light caster was not high, and it was far inferior to saints like them.
But this weird method really gave them a headache.
It is conceivable that if this person cultivates to the realm of a saint, it will be a nightmare for countless people!
The Qin people are really so terrifying...
Moreover, the method currently thought of is undoubtedly the stupidest method.
It is equivalent to a person accidentally taking poison and unable to find the antidote, so he can only cut open his stomach as quickly as possible to remove the poison.
Abolition of meridians is such a serious matter. Even though the Fenglei Sect has a profound foundation, there is a holy medicine that can quickly restore Murong Bai and save his life.
But it is very difficult to return to the peak period!
Another point is that this process... Murong Bai will be extremely painful!
No less than walking back and forth on the edge of death!
At this time, in the palace in front of him, on a luxurious soft couch, a pale but pretty woman fell into a deep sleep.
After cleaning, the beautiful face began to take shape, like a hibiscus emerging from the water or a proud plum blossom, cold and glamorous with a hint of gentleness.
No wonder Murong Bai would kidnap her at all costs.
Beside the bed, Saint Qin Yue sat quietly cross-legged, the seals in his hands changing, and two hazy divine lights, one blue and one white, slowly appeared in his eyes.
In the surrounding void, three invisible divine thoughts slowly gathered together, forming an extremely ancient figure behind her.
Suddenly, the light in Qin Yue's eyes swelled, and she suddenly opened her eyes. The scene in her eyes changed drastically, and she could see the entire Fenglei Sect from top to bottom.
At this moment, her brows wrinkled.
Crunch!
The door opened and Qin Yue stepped out first, holding Liang Zhu who was still unconscious in her arms.
When everyone saw this, they quickly gathered around.
"Senior Qin Yue, how is my sister?" Liang Qiu asked with a worried look.
"The physical injuries have been healed, but...she has been exhausted mentally and physically for many years. Her mood will definitely not be too stable. She will need to be taken care of carefully in the future..." Qin Yue said slowly, calmly talking to the other saints.
Take a look.
"Okay, I understand, thank you, senior!" Liang Qiu bowed his hands.
Several saints reacted and said, "Now that this is over, it's time for me to leave!"
Hearing this, the Three Saints of Fenglei Sect said, "You are leaving now, how long will you stay?"
Qin Jiang glanced at them and said softly: "In three days, the duel between the young master of your sect and Mr. Liang Qiu will begin. By then... I will see you again!"
As soon as these words came out, Murong Jian, who was taking care of his son not far away, froze up. There was a hint of cruelty in his eyes. He lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly.
His son looks like this now, and he will have to fight in a duel three days later. This is simply too much!
Is this to push them to death?
It's just that in the current situation, it's really not suitable for him to say anything.
Everyone present knew that it was only a matter of time before the Fenglei Sect and the Qin Clan fell out.
The arrival of the Four Saints of the Qin Clan was unexpected this time. They were not prepared in any way and did not have the strength to take action immediately, so they could only endure it.
"In this case, we won't keep you all. See you in three days!" The Three Saints of Wind and Thunder said with a slightly gloomy face.
Whoosh!
The void trembled, and the Four Saints of the Qin Clan, together with Liang Qiu and his sister, disappeared directly from the spot.
The Three Saints of Wind and Thunder stared at the direction in which they left. After a long time, they confirmed that they had really left, then they looked at each other and said: "This son of the Qin tribe really doesn't act according to common sense!"
"We made a three-day appointment to temporarily let down our guard...but then sent four saints here to find out what was going on, and we were caught off guard!"
"Fortunately, we are always cautious in our actions and did not leave any obvious loopholes for them to seize!" Murong Qing sighed.
"They are not fools. What I have shown today is enough for them to see some clues! It is only a matter of time before the Qin clan takes action against us..."
At this time, Murong Jian came over with Murong Bai in his arms, and said with a gloomy face: "Bai'er's current condition, she absolutely cannot enter the ring!"
Now that the Qin clan and Fenglei Sect were separated by just a layer of window paper, Liang Qiu hated Murong Bai to the core and wanted to get rid of him.
Looking at the strange strength he showed today, once the time comes, Murong Bai, who is desperate and has not recovered from his serious injury, is no match for him.
"But if we avoid fighting, the Qin Clan will have more reason to take action directly against us... By then the chariots will be crushing us one by one, and our Fenglei Sect may be destroyed overnight!" The third queen of the Fenglei Sect sank.
vocal tract.
"Yes, if we win the battle in the arena, at least the Qin people will not have enough reason to send troops. I will be able to take advantage of it! Even if they want to get rid of us again, they will have to plan secretly. This way, we will have time to make a long-term plan.
…”
Hearing this, Murong Jian's face froze and he said anxiously: "But Bai'er is still seriously injured and has not recovered. Even if he is cured by the methods mentioned before, it will never be possible to return to his peak combat strength in a short time!"
"This is not a problem. We have just seen Liang Qiu! Although his physical strength is terrifying, he cannot use his full strength!"
"That black and dirty air seems to have a much greater impact on him than on other people..."
"After all, Bai'er has the foundation of the Martial Master Realm. As long as he finds a way to delay the war and wait until the black energy in that person's body gets out of control, it will not be difficult to win!" Murong Qing said in a deep voice.
"But what if he still has the magical power bestowed by the God of the Qin clan in his body?" Murong Jian thought of the green light in Murong Bai's body that left them helpless, and frowned.
As soon as these words came out, the three saints were silent.
It has to be said that Qin Yu's self-created weird magical powers really made them feel troublesome.
"If that doesn't work, I'll give him an initiation before the decisive battle!"
…
It's night, the Qin Emperor is at his residence.
Qin Yu sat at the head of the hall, with four figures standing below him.
It is his current four personal guards, Qin Qiong, Feng Qingcheng, Liang Qiu, and Man.