How dare Zhang Tianhu be easily convinced by Liu Xia?

If there is someone with ulterior motives, the grand master did not take Liu Xia's life, but let the villain kill him instead. Isn't this an unjust death?

"Let the poor man come."

When Zhang Tianhu was in trouble, Taoist Master Chongxu shouted from afar.

At that moment, the guards all around gave way to the main road.

After all, Chongxu is the headmaster of Shangqing Palace, so he naturally has the holy medicine for healing.

Chongxu walked into the crowd, pulled out a colorful jade bottle from his arms, poured out a pill tremblingly, lifted Liu Xia up, and gave it to him to drink.

After a few breaths, the expression on Liu Xia's face became peaceful.

"My lord, Liu Xia's internal and external injuries are extremely serious. Pindao's Huitian Pill can only temporarily stabilize his injuries. To save his life, he needs to go to the Yin Yang Master."

When the panicked Zhang Tianhu heard this, he remembered that Zhao Yi was still in the villa.

"Bring me a stretcher!"

At that moment, two guards came over carrying a stretcher and helped Liu Xia onto it. A large number of people headed towards the city.

Back in the villa, Zhao Yi and others treated his injuries, so there was no need to say anything more.

In the entire officialdom, all kinds of panacea were offered as if they were free of charge.

Anyone can understand that this moment is a timely help. Maybe Liu Xia can meet him, which is a life-saving grace.

With Zhao Yi's rescue and sufficient medicinal materials, Liu Xia's life was temporarily saved even though she was seriously injured.

Liu Xia was in a coma, and her consciousness was extremely trance-like.

He had no idea what was happening outside.

Seven days have passed, and Liu Xia's injury has not improved. This has made everyone around him busy.

At the same time, Liu Xia's battle with the Grand Master was like a gust of wind blowing to every corner of the northwest.

Liu Xia's reputation has increased unprecedentedly in the northwest.

It wasn't until the eighth day that Liu Xia's injuries eased a bit.

The groggy Liu Xia felt like he had arrived on a dark plain.

The wild grass, which is as tall as half a man, is swaying slightly in the breeze, rising and falling like waves.

There are dark clouds in the sky.

In the distance, there was a tall tower. Liu Xia, who was trapped in the darkness, quickly moved towards the tower.

When he arrived at the foot of the tower, Liu Xia saw Ao Cangqiong sitting cross-legged under the steps of the tower.

Seeing Liu Xia, he opened his eyes slightly.

"Senior, is this true?"

Liu Xia looked around curiously, feeling extremely unreal.

Because there is no moon or stars in the sky here.

"Haha, of course it's not true. This is just your dream. You are seriously injured now, and I can only communicate with you in this way."

Ao Cangqiong smiled kindly.

This was Liu Xia's first time to see him up close.

The Ao Qiong in front of him is about forty years old.

However, those eyes seem to have seen through all things in the world, are used to seeing the vicissitudes of life, and are as compassionate as seeing through the ups and downs of honor and disgrace.

Sitting there, the unique aura overwhelms the sky. One person can suppress the eight wastelands of the universe. It is empty and silent like the avenue, void like the sky, misty and low, ancient and desolate.

Recalling the ancient times, the turbulent years, fighting alone, and a life of ups and downs.

Just looking at him blankly like this, Liu Xia could already feel the awe-inspiring spirit and passionate pride in the heart of this peerless master.

At the same time, I can also deeply feel the deep loneliness and loneliness in his heart.

Liu Xia had never seen such a person before.

Liu Xia had never heard of such momentum.

Like a god, people worship him.

Liu Xia was shocked beyond measure.

"Do you want to ask what's going on?"

Ao Cangqiong raised his head, looked at Liu Xia who was already in a mess, and smiled lightly.

"Um."

Liu Xia, who had a thousand words in her heart, didn't know what to say at this moment, so she could only nodded slightly.

"Actually, this problem has troubled me for many years. I lost most of my memory and even my cultivation. What you see now is just a trace of my remaining soul."

"What?"

Liu Xia was stunned for an instant.

This is just a wisp of remnant soul, but with such momentum, what kind of momentum must he have had in his heyday?

"I guess these remnant souls of me should have been sealed in the nine heavenly swords used in front of me. The moment you activated the power of heaven, I woke up. As for why these nine giant swords of mine were

Inside the sword, I couldn't remember anything. The only thing I remembered was the body

This tower behind you, the anger in your heart. I am hiding in your body, but I can hear and see what you see and hear. However, I was too weak at that time. Even communicating with you was impossible.
Chapter completed!