1269: The Monarch Returns to the West! The Unsolved Blood God Pill Monthly Pass
Reminiscing about the first time he met Wu Ming, the opponent only used a small branch as a sword in the distance, and severely wounded Xiong Ba who used the Destiny Fate to mobilize the power of heaven and earth with one strike, allowing Jiang Dali to finally take Bu Jingyun away smoothly.
go.
Later, in the posts posted by players on Jianghu forums, I saw a nameless person who went to the world alone, and in a blink of an eye, the heroes were frightened and shunned.
Later, whether he learned about this man's glorious life from ancient books, or learned about the deeds of the nameless son who defeated the gods from the mouth of the devil, Jiang Dali had long been friends with this former martial arts mythological god of the Shenwu Kingdom, and hated him.
I can't meet him as soon as possible and discuss swords over wine.
However, today, after successfully rescuing this senior who was a great hero, he learned that he was still controlled by the Blood God Pill developed by Emperor Shitian. This was undoubtedly another big blow to everyone's morale.
After all, according to the original plan, everyone only needs to rescue Wuming, and then join forces to deal with Emperor Shitian, which will definitely make this old monster who has been controlling the martial arts world behind the scenes completely hate him.
But now...
"There are not a few brilliant doctors trained in our village. Some of them are as good as the famous doctors Su Xinghe, Ping Yizhi, Hu Qingniu, etc. There is even one who surpasses these people in medical attainments, that is the former
The Poison King, who is quite famous in the world, is not unjust. In addition, there is also the Hell God Lord, the leader of the Hell Gate with equally high medical skills... If these people join forces, they may not be able to eliminate the Blood God Pill for you.
The medicinal effect.”
On the back of the demon dragon, Jiang Dali told Wuming in detail his various plans to resolve the Blood God Pill.
Wuming sighed and shook his head, "You should know the origin of Emperor Shitian in the past. He was a top alchemist who was good at refining alchemy. In addition, he was assisted by a miraculous doctor who had learned the true medical skills of the Immortal God. The two of them developed
How can the Blood God Pill specially used to deal with me be cured by famous doctors in the world?"
As soon as he said this, Zhang Sanfeng, who was also involved in medical skills, nodded slightly, removed the two fingers that were resting on the unknown hand vein, and shook his head at Jiang Dali, expressing his helplessness.
The reason why famous doctors in the world are famous doctors rather than miracle doctors is because the medical skills of miracle doctors are miraculous, while the medical skills of famous doctors are traceable and within the scope of what normal people can understand.
However, the medical skills of miracle doctors are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the flesh and bones of the living dead, just like the gap between the ordinary top masters in the world and masters like the Immortal God.
"Perhaps... the monk emperor may not be able to solve the things we can't solve. At least he can point out a clear way for us."
At this moment, the sword master frowned and thought deeply.
"Yes! Monk King!"
Jiang Dali's eyes lit up.
The Ice Emperor and the Goddess, who were tied together and blowing the wind, were hanging from the tail of the dragon. Their expressions also changed, and they were quite interested in the Emperor of the Monks who could blind the power of Emperor Shi Tian Yuan Shen.
"He's right there!"
The sword master pointed downwards at a horseshoe-shaped mountainous area that he was about to reach, and said, "If he hadn't deceived Emperor Shitian's spiritual perception for us just now, I'm afraid we wouldn't have been able to reach the second floor of Tianmen.
But obviously, Emperor Shitian probably expected that we would come to Tianmen to rescue Wuming, but he couldn't determine the specific time, so after giving Wuming the Blood God Pill, he intended to use the trick to make us kill each other, and the attempt was in vain.
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Jiang Dali stood up, his long unkempt hair dancing in the wind, and ordered the magic dragon to fly to the mountainous area, saying, "Even so, we still have to thank this eminent monk. At least if he hadn't taken action, we would have been prepared for what we faced.
Emperor Shitian, the battle situation just now will also be more difficult."
Everyone nodded when they heard the words, and as the dragon swooped down, it soon reached the sky above the bamboo forest in the mountainous area below. The strong wind stirred up the sand and bamboo leaves everywhere, and the sky suddenly became dark, and the bamboos fell one after another.
It was whipped back and forth, like whips whipping violently at low altitude, and was forced to open a path by the huge body of the dragon.
Suddenly everyone's expressions changed, and they all saw a motionless and breathless figure in the bamboo forest below.
"Monk King!"
The silhouette of the sword master flew downwards like lightning.
Everyone also raised their spirits and jumped down, landing next to the monk who was about seventy years old and wearing a plain cassock.
I saw that the monk's eyes were closed, his face was kind, and a small bronze mirror two inches wide was embedded in his forehead. The light could shine on people, but he had no breath at all, as if he was dead.
"His spirit...has disappeared."
Wuming looked solemn and said in a deep voice.
Zhang Sanfeng said the Zhenwu Dao name with a look of dismay on his face, shook his head and sighed.
Yin Zhong frowned and stared at the monk emperor who had no injuries on his body, then looked at the Snow God Mountain in the distance, took a breath of cold air and said, "Emperor Shitian actually took the monk emperor's body from a hundred miles away.
The soul has been wiped out, what kind of method is this?"
The Shenxing Taibao wearing a bamboo hat said, "The difference in strength is too big. The strength that Emperor Shitian just showed has already used the power of his soul to the extreme. Almost every move in his martial arts contains a strong
Without the power of the soul, it would be difficult to achieve the weird effect like a demon or an illusion."
At the end of his words, the genius of the Bu clan couldn't help but reveal a hint of fear in his tone. This kind of fear had never been expressed even to the Immortal God.
The Sword Master stood in front of the Monk Emperor with a cold face, clenched his fists and said, "The Monk Emperor only broke through to the realm of return to truth sixty years ago, and only then broke through the longevity limit. He has survived to this day, but he has never continued to break through, and with the Emperor Shi
The gap between heaven and spirit is really too big. He didn’t have to die, but he died because of me. It was me who harmed him! I will give him an explanation!"
At this point, the sword master Su'er's eyes were sharp with sword light. He turned to look at Wuming and said coldly, "Wuming! The reason why I rescued you is to have a fair sword duel with you, but now you are controlled by blood.
The Divine Pill cannot use its full strength. If I use Sword Twenty-Three to defeat you, I will not be able to win! I will expel the Blood Divine Pill from your body and compete with you again! Then I will kill Emperor Shitian!
"
Jiang Dali felt a headache when he heard this, and his regret over the death of Monk Emperor was diluted by the sword master's words. The sword master and Wuming were really in love and killed each other, no, it was a one-sided love and hate.
Wuming ignored the fierce challenge in the eyes of the sword master, and said calmly with his hands behind his back, "Now the monk emperor has gone to the bliss of the west. Let's not talk about whether the blood god pill can be exorcised. Even after this pill is expelled, I don't want to be with him.
You keep fighting."
"Why!?"
The sword master asked with anger flashing in his eyes.
Wuming's face showed neither joy nor sadness, "Since Neizi's death, I have no interest in swordsmanship. I even gave the heroic sword to my disciple Jian Chen and will no longer use it. I no longer care about the name of a myth, so why are you obsessed with it?"
"This is the greatest disloyalty to the sword!"
The sword master shouted loudly, his old cheeks red with anger, and his whole body exuded awe-inspiring sword energy and pressed towards Wuming.
Swish swish—!
Suddenly, in the quiet bamboo forest, among the soft rotten leaves, under the guidance of the strong sword intent, countless bamboo leaves floated up like swords, or swayed with the swaying bamboo shadows.
With the sword master's sword intention, he was forced towards Wuming one by one.
The two fateful enemies met again, and under the astonished eyes of everyone, they faced off in a tense situation.
However, an extremely shocking scene happened next.
Then I saw countless nameless bamboo leaves facing each other, as if they were encountering the king of swords. From the tip of the bamboo leaves, they zigzagged down one after another, like small swords. The man in blue stood in front of him with his hands behind his back. He didn't dare to say anything.
No disrespect at all.
Tianjian Wuming - the well-deserved king of swordsmanship!
"good!"
The sword master's eyes showed the enthusiasm of seeing the hunter's heart. He took a step forward, and the gray hair stood up as if it had been touched by static electricity. The terrifying sword intent on his body was about to explode completely.
"Both of you!"
Jiang Dali frowned and was about to stop him.
Zhang Sanfeng had already taken the first step, and with one step he inserted himself into the middle of the battle circle where the two men were confronting each other.
Immediately, the sword intent from both bodies rushed towards the old god, and the bamboo leaves from around the sword master tore through the air and rushed away.
Such a scene can be described as extremely thrilling. Zhang Sanfeng also knew that every bamboo leaf contained the sword spirit of the sword master. Any one of them could easily kill an ordinary celestial being. He did not dare to look down upon it. He lifted up his energy and lightened his body with the soles of his feet touching the ground.
The figures circled around, and their hands turned in a small circle.
Immediately, countless bamboo leaves flying towards him all "squeaked" and rolled into a ball as his hands turned. The bamboo leaves that were originally straight like swords suddenly softened and swelled like leeches with Zhang Sanfeng.
The open sleeves moved from hard to soft, wonderfully to the top, and instantly rolled into a 'bamboo leaf sphere'.
"Tai Chi Qi Jin!"
Jiang Dali paused as he was about to take action, then saw Zhang Sanfeng's ape arm suddenly trembling, and immediately with a "canopy" sound, the bamboo leaf sphere suddenly exploded and turned into debris all over the sky. With the strong air flow of "Huo Huo", it stirred up in the air and flew up one after another.
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"With your head in the sky and your feet on the ground, life is all in one breath. You will always be satisfied if you have three meals to eat, and you will be able to harvest the wind if you have enough.
Why do you two go to such trouble to fight each other just now?
If it's a sword fight, I would like to invite you two to my Wudang in the future, how about a Wudang sword debate?"
Zhang Sanfeng's tall figure stood among the debris, Feng Qingyun said calmly and laughed.
Jiang Dali's eyes lit up, he lifted his cloak, strode to the crowd, and said, "Master Zhang, what a good idea. These two are sword gods who have used their sword skills to the highest level. If they go to your Wudang
Discussing swords, wouldn't it be an eye-opener for all your disciples and disciples, and they will gain a lot of knowledge in swordsmanship. Such a great thing, our Black Wind Village will definitely not be able to lag behind. I think, let's have a Black Wind Wudang sword debate.
?”
Zhang Sanfeng and Yin Zhong burst out laughing when they heard this.
Seeing this, the Sword Master knew that he couldn't fight. He glared at Wuming, whose face was as calm as ever. He snorted coldly and turned to look at the Monk Emperor. He was about to go over to collect the Monk Emperor's body and bury it. Suddenly, he found that the mirror on the Monk Emperor's forehead was strange.
's flashed.
"Everyone!"
The sword master was shocked and suddenly reminded everyone.
Everyone also noticed something strange at this time, and immediately focused their attention on the Monk Emperor in front of them, and immediately felt a subtle fluctuation coming from the mirror.
"This mind mirror is actually a treasure that preserves the soul, similar to the Realm Breaking Pearl?"
Jiang Dali's heart moved, and he suddenly pressed his fingers between his eyebrows. A ray of spiritual light instantly condensed on his fingertips. As his fingertips moved forward, a ray of spiritual power swept towards the mirror in front of Monk Huang's forehead.
Inside.
The other people around him also made the same move.
At the moment when everyone's separated souls are like looking in a heart mirror, they feel like they have jumped into a soft sea of clouds, as if they are wandering in the vast sea of people, and emotionally feel all the troubles, disputes and love of all living beings.
Hate love and hatred.
This feeling is very unfamiliar to everyone except the Sword Master. It is actually part of the function of the mirror, which seems to be able to illuminate the troubles and sorrows in everyone's heart.
Sudden--
The feeling of being in a sea of smoke disappeared.
A figure of a monk slowly stepped out of the disappearing clouds, and appeared in the consciousness of everyone with a smile. The figure was none other than the Monk Emperor.
"Mental distress?"
Jiang Dali saw the spiritual body in front of him that was so pale that it was almost transparent. He couldn't help but sigh to himself. It seemed that there was no miracle. The Monk Emperor was still dead. Only a trace of his mental remnants were preserved in the mirror.
At this time, Monk Huang Cannian clasped his hands together, and his voice began to echo in the space of the mind mirror.
"Dear donors! If you can see this residual thought left by the poor monk, it means that the soul of the poor monk has died. Life and death are ordinary things, and the poor monk has long taken it lightly.
I only hope that after I return to the West, I can help you to conquer the devil. Now, with this residual thought, I can mobilize the power of the mirror to solve your troubles. If the donors have any difficulties, they can
Now let me tell this poor monk about my regrets!"
When everyone heard this, they were all shocked, and they all saw the hope of unlocking the Blood God Pill for Wuming.
After exchanging glances at each other, Jiang Dali immediately looked at Monk Emperor Cannian in front of him and said, "We want to know where we can find a way to dissolve the Blood God Pill."
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