13. Friends of the Daoist Wujizi
It was already noon the next day when Chu Ning woke up from her sleep again. The sun was shining brightly and without clouds. The light and heat of the sun drove away the coldness of the night from the entire earth.
Chu Ning looked at the room full of large medicines, estimated to be one or two hundred boxes, and the table was also filled with some small porcelain bottles filled with elixirs. He instantly understood that these were the trophies from the battle to massacre the Tianlang Village.
Chu Ning immediately sat up with support. She still had to recover her body quickly and improve her strength. She not only sighed in her heart: Innate to the Grandmaster, who could hurt herself like this? As a time traveler, and with a golden finger,
To be injured like this in a small first-level battle is really a disgrace to us time travellers! Can't we just go up to the sky, the ground, and the air in between like Long Aotian?
After cursing and cursing for a long time, my anger has dissipated a lot. It’s time to get down to business, so let’s recover first!
Chu Ning sat cross-legged and concentrated her mind on driving the Xuan Ni Good Fortune Bead.
A blue bead came out from the center of Chu Ning's eyebrows, shining with blue light. The elixir in the porcelain bottle and the big medicine in the box, all the medicinal power rushed into the bead like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea!
It didn't take long for the Xuan Ni Creation Bead to swallow up all the medicinal power. The beads returned to Chu Ning's body again, and a hot energy began to repair Chu Ning's injured body, back, meridians, internal organs, and broken legs.
bone.
Chu Ning was immersed in her mind, and once again came to the main hall of Xuan Ni's Creation Pearl, and began to absorb the true essence transformed from the power of the medicine.
"Ha" the energy in the Xuan Ni Creation Pearl has been used up. Chu Ning returned to his body and murmured, "There is still too little energy, otherwise I can break through the innateness and become a grandmaster in one fell swoop!"
"I have to leave too. It took me a lot of time."
As soon as Chu Ning walked out of the house, she bumped into Yang Caiyun who was about to enter the house.
"Mr. Chu, can you get out of bed so quickly?" Yang Caiyun looked at him in surprise.
"The exercises I practice are quite special, and my physique is different. All injuries heal quickly, and besides, they are all minor injuries." Chu Ning said with a disapproving smile.
"So, Mr. Chu, where are you going in such a hurry?" Yang Caiyun looked at Chu Ning who was walking and smiling in confusion, "You have slept all day and all night. You must be hungry. Let's eat something first."
"It's better to eat something lighter. You're still injured."
"I have a ginseng tree that is almost a thousand years old in my treasure house. I will make soup to replenish your body."
"I have taken those children back to Baiyun Village and settled them down. You don't have to worry."
"I'll go get you a new set of clothes. Your clothes are a little dirty too..."
Chu Ning just answered one sentence, and Yang Caiyun kept mumbling to himself...
A woman at this time doesn't talk much, but when she meets a special person, she wants to talk to him all over her body so that she can talk to him non-stop.
The night was as dark as ink. Chu Ning held his breath and concentrated. Under the cover of the night, he used the body skills he had learned throughout his life to the extreme to escape from Baiyun Village. He only took a sip of the bowl of ginseng soup on the table.
I couldn't wait to climb out of the window, fearing that I wouldn't be able to escape if I was a minute and a half too late!
This is also true!
"Chun Ning, you drank the ginseng soup I stewed with my own hands and ran away without saying thank you!" After Yang Caiyun called a few times, she didn't hear Chu Ning's response and realized that he left without saying goodbye.
Yang Caiyun held the ginseng soup in both hands and felt the heat inside. He let out a "hum" and then stamped his feet on the spot, as if he had made some kind of determination.
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Bingzhou City is one of the 120 large cities in southern Xinjiang. It is the first majestic city entering southern Xinjiang and is also known as the gateway. It is located in an important position in southern Xinjiang and has been a battleground for military strategists for thousands of years.
military stronghold.
On the official road more than ten miles outside Bingzhou City, Chu Ning was sitting in a wine shop. He didn't care about the good wine and food on the table, so he just kept sitting.
He was not waiting for anyone, but he felt that more and more people were coming into the city, especially beggars.
Beggars are not strange. What is strange is that groups of beggars are swarming towards Bingzhou City, as if they have made an appointment, or are being summoned by some kind of summons.
Beggars are one of the most well-informed people in the world, and there must be a reason for wherever they go.
Especially late at night, don’t late-night beggars always have to find a place to sleep? Ruined temples, abandoned wooden houses, haystacks, etc., it’s strange.
"Get out of the way of those other people who blocked my way. You can't bear the consequences." A tall man pushed away the crowd who were about to enter the wine shop.
"That's right, if you encounter the brocade box, you can't afford it even with your life." One of the women agreed.
"Quickly, serve the best wine and make some special dishes. I have a lot of gold and silver!" He said and threw a piece of gold on the table.
"Dele, it'll be ready soon. Let's take a seat!" The owner of the shop stepped forward and brought several people into the wine shop.
At this time, several men with swords slowly walked in, looking around cautiously from time to time.
This group of people were uniformly dressed, as if they were members of the same sect.
The leader is an old man, his beard and hair are slightly gray, he has a calm and authoritative look, he is sitting upright, with the demeanor of a sect leader, and there are several young people beside him, three men and two women, presumably this is him.
His disciple, his disciple.
"Put your things away, remember that your treasures should not be shown to others, don't show off and lose your life in vain, and behave in a low-key manner." The old man patiently taught these young people, telling them that being young and energetic will lead to disadvantages.
The principles passed down to them as they traveled around the world.
"I know Master, even if our Shenyi Sect has many masters and is powerful to the sects in southern Xinjiang, the disciples will still be cautious." One of the men holding a sword in his arms said.
"Yeah, that makes sense." The old man nodded arrogantly.
Chu Ning wanted to laugh a little, but she thought to herself: You are even more stinky than that young guy, so you still have to keep a low profile?
"Hurry up and eat something, we have to rush into the city tonight." The old man ordered.
Not long after, this group of people took advantage of the cover of night and left, looking mysterious and mysterious, as if they were afraid that others would not know that they had a treasure.
The dark moon and high wind can kill people. I hope you all have a safe journey. After Chu Ning drank the last glass of wine, he stood up and left.
Not long after walking, Chu Ning heard the sound of "ding, ding, ding" coming from the woods ahead. It was the sound of the collision of weapons. Someone was fighting!
Chu Ning chased her all the way, and the voice gradually got closer.
"Um?"
Chu Ning saw a woman lying on the ground in front of her, her head tilted and hanging on her body. He could tell at a glance how she died: her neck was broken by someone's huge arm strength!
Chu Ning didn't walk a few steps and saw another corpse. She squatted down and saw that it was a man. His sword was broken into several pieces, his arms were twisted into twists, and the entire chest was directly sunk in. What a strong palm force!
"Over there"! Chu Ning leaped away.
I saw that the old man in the wine shop was besieged by four men in black wearing ghost Rakshasa masks. His three remaining disciples were also forced to retreat by more than a dozen of the same men in black. The situation was full of dangers for a while.
.
"Heavenly Demon Palace, Black Rakshasa!" The old man forced several people back with a palm, and said slowly.
"Wujizi, hand over the brocade box or die!" one of the ghost Rakshasa said coldly.
"Do you think I'm a three-year-old? If I hand him over, I won't have to die?!" Wujizi tied the brocade box on his back tighter.
This old man was much smarter than before, and Chu Ning couldn't help but praise him in her heart.
"If you were a red-collared Rakshasa, I would be dead, but if you are a black-robed Rakshasa, I won't take it seriously!" Wujizi said disdainfully.
Before he finished speaking, a figure fell from the sky. He was dressed exactly like the ghost Rakshasa who besieged Wujizi. He wore a ghost Rakshasa mask and was dressed in black. However, his collar was a bright red, as red as
It's all stained with blood.
"See you, sir!" The other ghost rakshasas half knelt on the ground.
"You are just a first-level master, do you want to trouble me? Then do as you wish, kill!" Even though he was wearing a mask, the red-collared Rakshasa still had a joking expression on his face.
"You've really done a good job of looking at your mouth!"
"You really get whatever you want! It's amazing!"
Wujizi was extremely depressed. Even if Chu Ning looked at him from a distance, he felt the same. He was so depressed!
The red-collared Rakshasa led a group of night Rakshasas and directly surrounded Wujizi. The only way to escape was by flying to the sky or hiding on the ground.
Wujizi took out a pill from his arms, stared at it for a long time, and swallowed it.
"Master, save me!" The disciple who was surrounded by more than a dozen night rakshasas shouted and fell to the ground.
At this point, all five disciples of the Shenyi Sect led by Wujizi were gone.
"You usually don't care when I ask you to practice martial arts diligently, but now you realize it's too late!" Wujizi muttered in his heart, "Fortunately, I have a blood-eating pill!"
"He took the Blood-devouring Pill, burned his energy and mind, and forcibly promoted himself from the early stage of Grandmaster to the late stage of Grandmaster. Everyone, be careful!" the red-collared Rakshasa reminded the surrounding Night Rakshasa.
"I know I'm afraid, I'm going to kill you!" Wujizi said as his body erupted with true energy several times stronger than before, frequently exploding in the void with loud sounds.
Wujizi's clothes automatically move without wind. Once he takes action, he will hit with all his strength, shocking the world!
The Night Rakshasa didn't dare to act rashly for a while, and even the leader of the Red-collared Rakshasa could only guard Wujizi carefully and didn't dare to take action rashly!
"Get up!" Wujizi yelled loudly, and hurricanes sprang up, uprooting the surrounding trees, rolling up layers of soil and boulders on the ground, flying in the air like a tornado, and finally wrapped up into a huge ball!
It's like the end of the world!
"Explode"! Wujizi's sound was like thunder, and the ball turned from fallen leaves and dust exploded in the air in an instant. For a moment, there was ashes and dust everywhere, and turned into a dark cloud and quickly dispersed around!
The originally dark woods were made even darker, and nothing could be seen!
The red-collared Rakshasa's hands were mixed, and he struck towards the place where Wujizi was with a palm. The strong wind of the palm directly blew away the black clouds. When he looked closely, there was nothing. How could he see Wujizi's figure!
What a strong-willed Wujizi, he can still slip away!
He was under the influence of drugs and used a big move to create such a big scene. I was really frightened by him!
Chu Ning thought to herself: Huan Wujizi is really a talent. Talents like you are needed in the 21st century! You go to the 21st century!
Chapter completed!