A fight to the death, where everyone seems to be the winner.
But everyone also became a loser.
Tuo Guhong was seriously injured, his glazed golden body was scattered, and he almost died. However, Huang Pu Duanrong's development of the Life-Sufficient Pill allowed him to save his life.
Yuanzong Bokong was seriously injured and was struck by hundreds of swords. His reflex ability as a reward caused him a severe loss. If he didn't draw the sword in time, he might even be beaten to death by his reflex ability.
Bolivar suffered a fracture and numbness in his crotch, so he suffered a moderate loss. The strong adhesive for his limbs that he usually envied was compensation given by Xu Zhi, so the loss was not in vain.
The forced withdrawal of his ability shocked Xu Zhi's internal organs. If an ordinary cultivator encountered this situation, he would probably need to recuperate and rest for a day or two. With his medical magic and regeneration talents, Xu Zhi was exempted from this crime.
Not to mention Bob's Chaos Armor, what made Xu Zhi distressed was that the magic light on the guardian's robe faded, and the purple magic light robe almost turned white.
The three protections in the real world consumed a lot of this magic robe. Without the free magic elements to replenish it, Yuan Zong Bokong's three swords flew out, and the magic robe almost fell apart.
When Xu Zhi checked in the dream world, he found that the original ability to guard three times a day had been reduced to two times. The number of times was not many, and it was one less time. This made him feel distressed and almost shed tears.
You can't fight the big guys without this high-level magic weapon. Maybe it can be used more in the dream world. Looking at its usage, if you use it once or twice in reality, this guardian robe will be shattered into slag.
"Loss of money avoids disaster; loss of wealth avoids disaster."
Xu Zhi muttered twice and gave up the idea of confronting the boss.
It's never a good thing to fight against the boss. I've become addicted to fighting recently. I started fighting in the wilderness of Nan'ao and went to the ruins. After leaving the ruins, I fell in love with Li Duohuang and killed each other. I didn't stop when I returned to Dongyue. I started fighting again just a few days after I came back.
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He quarreled with Jingmen Damu, ate some dog meat, drank a cup of the blood of the ancient gods in the ruins, and made the mad devil master the magic stick technique. However, since the quarrel with Li Duohuang, things have become abnormal. The yin and yang are twin lotuses.
The result of the problem has not yet been determined, and another person has come to destroy the treasure.
Is it because Li Duohuang is too weak or is he too weak? Xu Zhi didn't understand this issue for a long time.
"I want all the big guys in the sky to disappear and never harm me again."
Xu Zhicong clasped his hands together, made the sign of the cross again, and then bowed to the east according to the custom of Dongyue.
"What are you doing? Come here quickly. The Tuo family is thanking you. You are the important guest. Why are you praying to this rockery?"
Yan Xuankong came out of the mansion and saw Xu Zhi bowing to the rockery. He scanned the rockery with his eyes. Yan Xuankong didn't find anything special. His apprentice was either mentally disabled or his energy had not recovered.
come over.
"Would you like Grandmaster Zhuang Baiqiu to take a look? She is very good at psychic abilities."
The best psychiatrist in Dongyue was in Tuofu, and Yan Xuankong felt that there was no need to go to the hospital.
"I'm not sick, no need, no need."
Xu Zhi shook his head repeatedly. He was just following his heart, and there was nothing wrong with his head.
"That's what people with mental problems say about themselves."
Yan Xuankong walked into the mansion with Xu Zhi in his arms. Feeling that he had gone too far, he corrected himself: "You are suffering from severe mental overdraft and may be under great psychological pressure. Grandmaster Zhuang just lets you release it once.
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"You are an expert cultivator. You can last so long against a master cultivator. You are already very powerful. I was not as brave as you back then."
"Well, it was Yuan Zong Bokong's sword that missed, or the skirt you made in the ruins blocked the disaster. I was distracted during the demonstration, and my eyes were a little blurry, so I didn't pay attention to your lip language."
"You're lucky. You've got so many relic treasures. You're not like that unlucky guy Jin Bai who ended up in the hospital after every meal."
Yan Xuankong mumbled, his mother-in-law looked like an old lady, Xu Zhi thought for a while, his master seemed not to be serious as usual, he seemed a little abnormal.
Mental stress, there must be mental stress, the brain is broken, and it needs treatment.
Listening to Yan Xuankong's chatter, Xu Zhi stepped into the lobby of the banquet hall again.
The banquet seemed a bit chaotic. During this deadly fight, everyone in the Tuo family and the clan members who had brought help ran out. The child who was just a few days old was also left outside. The food had already been extinguished or burned.
The banquet cannot be held for a while.
There is a medical hotbed in the hall. Tuo Guhong, who had undergone Locke's surgery, was lying on the bed with a tired look on his face. Luo Manyun stood by with his children.
Beside him, relatives and many important people were standing or sitting.
What surprised Xu Zhi was that Yuanzong Bokong was also sitting on one side, while Bolivar was lying on a regular hard medical bed. This guy had different injuries and received different treatment.
"They haven't left yet?"
Xu Zhiqi said, beating Tuo Guhong half to death and still sitting here facing the anger in everyone's eyes, Yuan Zong Bokong really has a strong psychological quality.
"Since we have no grudges, we are naturally guests," Yan Xuankong replied, "As long as no one dies, Tuofu will always have such a big heart."
"If it were me, if it were me, forget it, the place is big, it doesn't matter if they sit and lie down for a while."
Xu Zhi thought about it and realized that Yuan Zong Bokong was also seriously injured now. He might have to bravely hide in Tuofu and recover at least three points of his injuries before he dared to move around.
"Xu Zhi is here?"
"Here, Brother Tuo, if you can't get up, stop struggling."
Seeing that Tuo Guhong was still raising his head with his arms clasped, Xu Zhi quickly got over and stood next to the medical hotbed.
"Your injury is a bit serious. I will learn some medical methods in the future and give you a good treatment."
Thinking of the experience he had spent on quagmire magic, Xu Zhi wanted to vomit blood. He would have known better if he had used healing and medical magic. As long as the medical magic was raised to level ten, he would have some ability to treat Tuo Guhong.
Even Li Duohuang's level of medical magic today is considered insufficient.
"That might be a little late."
Tuo Guhong looked at Xu Zhi and thought that it would be more than ten years before Xu Zhi made achievements in the medical system. Even if it was soon, it would be more than ten years later. I am afraid that his injury would not last that long and he would have been cured by then.
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"By the way" Tuo Guhong said with a pale smile: "I came here to ask you to give my son a name. You can see what name you should choose. Just Tuo will do."
"Hey, the baby hasn't been named yet," Xu Zhi said curiously.
"I've been waiting here all day, and I'm so dizzy that I forgot about this. Everyone around me just made suggestions, and now it's up to you."
"I'm a sucker for naming. I'm afraid I won't be able to come up with a good name."
Xu Zhi waved his hands repeatedly and looked at Tuo Guhong looking at him with expectant eyes. The eyes from all around him were also staring at him, which made him a little confused.
"In the writings of ancient sages, Wei Shi Shang Fu, Shi Wei Ying Yang, I personally think the two characters Ying Yang are good, you can see if they have any reference value."
Bite the bullet, Xu Zhi memorized a short passage of ancient sages' texts and borrowed the wisdom of the ancients to make up the numbers.
"The eagle is flying, the goshawk is flying, that's a better life than this lonely bird like me." Tuo Guhong murmured twice before saying with a happy face: "He will definitely fly higher and stronger than me in the future. This is a good name."
, that’s it, from now on I’ll be called Tuo Yingyang.”
Do you want to be so casual? Xu Zhi was a little speechless. Could it be that there were more than a hundred people around him who had bad names, and none of them could satisfy Tuo Guhong.
"Tuo Yingyang, come on, come over and thank your adoptive father for the name."
Just as Xu Zhi raised his head, he saw Luo Manyun coming over with a child in his arms, and gave him a graceful salute.
"Um, are the people around you like that?" Xu Zhi was a little confused.
"No, you are the only one. Well, you also gave me the name. Bye bye. The crystal lamp you gave me can be regarded as a meeting gift from the adoptive father to his son."
Tuo Guhong pointed to the crystal lamp hanging by the bedside. Xu Zhi looked around and saw people applauding all around. Only Zhao Mu seemed a little unhappy. He mumbled, but his voice was too low, so he was directly
Drowned in applause.
"I am his adoptive father, Tuo Yingyang, is he my son?"
He was not yet twenty years old, but he had just grown up, and he had not found a girlfriend yet. His son came first, but he was still a little unconvinced. Xu pointed at Tuo Yingyang and followed Tuo Guhong to confirm again.
"That's right" Tuo Guhong said with a smile.
"That's great. I've been taking some precious medicines recently, and I feel relieved to have a son," Xu Zhi said happily.
Yan Xuankong covered his face. He felt that Xu Zhi was greatly stimulated and that he should seek treatment for his psychological problems.