Every word and sentence penetrated into Qiu Li's mind like an imprint.

He listened to the old man and gave up his exercises, just protecting his dantian, opening his consciousness, and accepting the pronunciation of the word "fire burning" like a burning fire.

Qiu Li didn't know the power of the Pure Yang body, but when every word of this Pure Yang method was imprinted in his mind, it seemed like the burning sun. Every sentence made him sweat profusely, and his whole body was hot as if it was about to melt. "Ah!"

The heat! Pain! The tortured Qiu Li kept shaking,

Qiu Yan looked at his brother's body soaked and red. He was about to ask, but was immediately stopped by the old man, "Shut up, don't bother him!"

Qiu Yan guessed that it must be that Qiu Li had moved his skills at a critical moment and should not be disturbed, so he stopped obediently.

Although he was suffering, he had only been running for a week and his injuries were mostly healed. Several large acupoints that were not coherent when practicing qigong were also showing signs of loosening. Although his whole body was still hot, he had no pain. When he wanted to take this opportunity to break through the difficulties and take his martial arts to the next level, he was stopped by the old man;

"Pure Yang's body practices is much faster than ordinary people. Remember to be down-to-earth and not to be greedy for merit. Although breaking through the gate and breaking acupoints can make your martial arts progress, you should not force it to break through. Everything is a natural way of doing it."

After hearing this, Qiu Li stopped rushing to the gate. He took the merit, stood up, and asked, "The kindness of passing merit is beyond repaid. Can you come out and see me?"

The old man's voice slowly rang: "Since you have learned the Pure Yang Method of my sect, you can be considered a disciple of my sect. Since you are a disciple of my sect, you will have a day of goodbye if you are destined to be." The old man continued to murmured to himself: "Old Jiao Xuan, it seems that I am going to win this time."

As soon as the words came, the sound of ironclad sounded again.

Qiu Li and Qiu Yan looked at each other, and Qiu Li said, "Disciple Qiu Li, this is my younger brother Qiu Yan. I thanked my senior for giving me the kindness to you." Qiu Yan also bowed and waited.

"It is his own blessing to get it, and it has nothing to do with me. You can leave." After saying that, the corridor returned to silence, and even the sound of ironwork that had just passed disappeared without a trace.

Qiu Li pushed the stone door again without believing in the evil, but found that the stone door was pushed open by him, which was exactly the same as what Qiu Yan said before, but the stove had already turned off and became dark. The two of them checked the stone room again and found that there was no other door, so they stopped and returned to the inner room.

Outside the blacksmith shop, Mao Xiaomeng leaned against the well with a pale and weak face, gasping weakly. The other six people surrounded him, frowned and looked at him worriedly.

"Xiao Meng is still too young, so her body may not be able to hold on." Feng Yigu dressed as a farmer. Although he was thin, he was indeed the eldest of the seven.

"It's not impossible." The thin man was the original barefoot doctor in the village. "I see that the man was full of yang energy just now. If Xiao Meng could absorb a little bit, it would be enough for him to maintain his body. If we failed this time, we would have no chance with that thing. It would be better to exchange for the master to save Xiao Meng's life."

Mao Xiaomeng leaned against the well and his breathing gradually became weaker. It was dark at night, but deeper black light slowly appeared on his body. First, it started from his eyes, then to his entire head, neck, and body. Several people looked entangled, and saw that blue light began to flash in Mao Xiaomeng's eyes, knowing that they could not wait.

"Will we want to repay our mercy with grudges? Although we are not decent people, we cannot do such a thing!" Feng Xiaowan lowered her eyes, remembering the bloodstains on her hands, and looking calm and indifferent to the man's face, hesitating.

"We just want him a little bit of flesh and blood, and he won't be able to do anything." Wang Jiaojiao was originally a widow in the village, with a dull and sallow face, but now she looked gray, but she couldn't hide her coquettishness. She looked at Feng Xiaowan, and a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes: "How many years have I been hiding my name? Now the fourth brother is trapped there and I don't know the situation. Xiaoba is like this now. Do you want to give up Xiaoba for an outsider? People in the world have classified us as aliens and like evil. Even if we don't save him, we may not die." After saying that, he ignored the hesitant people and walked to the blacksmith shop first.

"The essence, blood, blood, and energy of those who practice martial arts are so precious. If they lose a little, they will also cause serious damage to their vitality. If it is more serious, it may be difficult to improve their skills in the future." Feng Yigu also hesitated. They have been in the village chief for decades and have never hurt people's lives for no reason. "But for Xiao Ba, hey, let's go over together, remember not to hurt people's lives." He is the eldest of the eight people, and he has a lot of prestige. He especially glared at Wang Jiaojiao, "I will listen to my orders later!"

"Yes, brother." Li Dali, who was a little fat, Zhang Pi, who knew medicine, replied respectfully, and Feng Xiaowan and the water embroiderer who were worried but still calm.

"I understand, brother." Wang Jiaojiao responded perfunctorily.

Feng Xiaowan helped Mao Xiaomeng up and several people walked towards the blacksmith shop.

It has been a long time since nightfall, and the sky has no darkness of the night, and the sky is still faintly shining with a glimmer of light.

When they knocked on the door of the blacksmith shop, Qiu Li and Qiu Yangang climbed out of the secret passage and returned to the house. When they heard someone knocking on the door, they thought it might be the seven people just now.

Qiu Li went out and opened the door. Seeing several people looking worried and gloomy. He saw Feng Xiaowan holding the five or six-year-old boy, looking at him hesitantly, thinking that they wanted to stay, so he spoke: "Several, this blacksmith shop is also a homeless house. If you want to stay, please give me some advice. I am not the owner of this place."

Wang Jiaojiao snorted softly, "If we want to stay, then you should tell me? I'll tell you, me."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Feng Yigu, "Shut up! Jiaojiao!" Then she apologized to Qiu Li, "At the lower Feng Yigu, we brother and sister were rescued by the young master, so we should thank the young master solemnly. This is the fifth sister Wang Jiaojiao. If you are rude, please ask your son Haihan."

Qiu Liben also had no intention of blaming Wang Jiaojiao for being unreasonable and said politely: "In the lower Qiu Li, it is a casual way to save you through this place, so why bother with it. It's almost dawn, and I have to rush to go for a while, so I'll go in first." Qiu Li was about to walk into the house, but suddenly he was called again.

"Young Master Qiu, Feng has a ruthless request, so please agree." Feng Yigu saw that Qiu Li didn't want to say more to them, so he immediately called him.

Qiu Li paused under his feet and turned around.

"Oh? What's the matter?"

Feng Yigu carried Mao Xiaomeng from Feng Xiaowan's arms, "I want the young hero's blood to save this child."

Qiu Li only saw Mao Xiaomeng's face at this time. When he saved him, his face was pale, but at least his breathing was normal. But after a while, why did the child's whole body turn black and even his breathing was silenced?

Mao Xiaomeng was surrounded by black air, and his breathing seemed to stop at any time, but he was still conscious. He could hear the conversations between the few people. He opened his eyes with difficulty, and his eyes were full of bloodthirsty desire, and his mouth also made a "huff" sound similar to the sound of pulling the bellows.

When Qiu Li heard the word "element and blood", his brows frowned suddenly. The child was covered in strange black air and blue light appeared in his eyes. He had a strong premonition that something was wrong with these people. If the essence and blood could save people, why do they want his essence and blood? These people were already weird when they were hanging on the edge of the cliff in the middle of the night, and they were seriously injured, and the wounds looked very strange. So he became alert from the bottom of his heart.

"Brother Feng was joking. If the essence and blood can save people, I'm afraid this child wouldn't be like this." The implication is that essence and blood can save people, why don't you save yourself?

Feng Yigu also knew it was difficult to explain the matter clearly. His identities and his identities must not be exposed, but Xiaoba could not help him. While he was hesitating, Wang Jiaojiao behind him suddenly burst out and pulled out the soft willow sword from his waist and stabbed it into Qiu Li's dantian.

I recommend it on the first day of today. I am a little excited. If there is any lack, I will forgive you. Sumeru will make more improvements and update more.

Zhang Tuan's "Phoenix Feathers" by a rogue star king is also a martial arts master. It is recommended at the same time, https://book./info/1011540677
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