Jun Li was shocked, and his hand had already reached his armpit. He didn't know how kind or malicious Mr. Shao was, but he was really powerless at this moment, so he could only help him. He felt much more relaxed and felt much better. He could sit under a willow tree. He thanked him, but before he could sit firmly, Master Shao suddenly turned his wrist and had already grabbed his pulse.

Jun Li thought that he would not dare to do anything to him, and his face remained calm. He didn't know it on weekdays, but now he thought that Lord Shao and Zhang Ting were about the same age as him, so he would not be inferior to him. He was just a low-key person and never showed any signs of dew. Now that he lost his strength, he was afraid that resistance would be useless. Let's see what he said.

However, Lord Shao did not say anything, but suddenly sent an internal force into his wrist. Jun Li was very surprised - this force was quite gentle, not as if he had any malice. From the other meridians, he went straight along the Taiyin lung meridian of his hand to the Zhongfu point. He used "transference" rashly today and was exhausted, and the accumulated power in the acupoints was almost gone, so Tuoba Gu's part of the heat trapped in his meridians made him particularly uncomfortable. Suddenly, with the help of this gentle force, he greatly alleviated the pain. At this moment, he was reluctant to refuse.

With half a stick of incense, all the wetness around his body was evaporated, so Master Shao took his internal strength away. Although his move was used to treat symptoms but not root cause, it only relieved Jun Li's suffering, but also to consume his cultivation. When he stopped, Jun Li's breathing was a little smoother. After a brief move, he couldn't help saying, "Why did Lord Shao help?"

Lord Shao smiled and said, "Master Junli is discomfort, so why should Mr. Shao sit down and ignore him? But the Taoist priest is still careful next time. If he hadn't happened to meet me, he would have to be more trouble." After a pause, his smile gradually faded, "But this injury... I have not worked hard, so I can only do this. Why don't the Taoist priest go home earlier, so I can ask Lord Zhu to take a look."

Jun Li was a little stunned. He was obviously suspicious and had no friendship with him. Hasn’t Lord Shao always been rigorous? Why didn’t he help him without asking the details? He never thought... He also wanted to show his goodwill to Zhuque through himself?

He was unwilling to make other plans just by thinking about others. No matter what, his support and the infusion of true energy in this lineage today can be called a timely help. Even if it is just for this, he will eventually bear his affection. He stopped asking questions now, and thought to himself that if the other party is really kind, why should he ask more? If the other party has malicious intentions, what's the use of asking?

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Lord Shao stood up and said, "Do you want someone Shao to send Taoist priest back?"

Jun Li hesitated for a moment, "No, I still have something to do. I will go home later."

Lord Shao did not insist when he heard this, "Okay, Shao will also stop the night patrol, so he won't disturb him more." He replied with a bow and said goodbye.

When Jun Li saw that he was leaving simply, he became more and more confused. But at this moment, he had to do nothing but think about it. He quickly pulled out the sheath of "lingding" at hand and inspected the mechanism in the sword body.

The slanted and broken sword tip really revealed a narrow gap, but the gap was already full of water. Jun Li raised his sword body, drained the water, and searched carefully at the hilt of the sword. Sure enough, he found a dark spring. The spring was completely difficult to see with the naked eye, but when he reached out and pressed it, the dark spring still sank slightly.

Although the tip of the sword at the front end was gone, the thrust in the sword body was still there. The gap was slightly squeezed open, and a wet mass fell out.

Jun Li reached out to pick it up. The sharp inference was originally good, and the antidote was indeed placed in the sword body - but now, the paper bag with powder was just a ball of pulp, unable to be distinguished from inside or outside, and could not be distinguished from the shape. He carefully uncovered it layer by layer, but the pulp turned into a soft white piece in the end, without any unnecessary color and smell.

The antidote was dissolved. He was stunned for a while. He couldn't say disappointed, because he knew that the hope was slim. He put away the Jikao and began to look at the sword body again, looking for the possibility of "the next best".

I wonder if the poisonous substances on Yu Jian's body are still there? After being in the water for so long, the antidote was dissolved by water. Did the poison also dissolve?

He touched the blade, and his tentacles slipped coldly. The moonlight was too dark, and the color of the sword body seemed much darker than before. It was hard to say whether it was because of the hideous poisonous substance or the change of angle light and shadow.

He thought about it, took out his "blood-seeking" and gently scraped it on the "lingling". A cluster of dark colors fell into powder, and a small piece of bright colors appeared, which further highlighted the black rust on the entire sword body.

Is it rust? Or... the change of toxicity under river erosion?

He couldn't judge for a moment, and sat down and was stunned for a while. If he couldn't decide in the end, does it mean that there was only one way, the worst one - to rush to Huaiyang with this sword? This is what he most unwilling to do, because if he did this, he would definitely let Zhuque know about this; he might not be able to get the antidote in the Song family without any obstacles; he would have to missed the agreement with the stinger and could not accompany her to Qinglong Valley at the end of the month.

He doesn't want to face such a trade-off.

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It was halfway through the hour of Hai, and the quiet Wulinfang once again heard the sound of horse hooves.

Jun Li was indeed back, but it was not to seek healing instructions. He put Ling Ding in front of Ling Li, and after roughly speaking, he finally glared at him.

He drew out the sword and looked carefully. "This black is indeed not a rust." He said and touched the shiny mark that was scratched. "From this point, this poison will condense into black after being eroded by water; but the antidote of this poison can be dissolved in water without any trace."

"Can you tell which kind of poison it is?" Jun Li asked.

"I have very limited knowledge of poisons, so I'm afraid I'll have to ask Fufeng." Ling Li said, "But since this poison has such a unique nature, I think it would be difficult for her to restore the original state of the poisonous substance with this sword, and then she should be able to use the antidote as the symptoms."

Jun Li felt relieved, and then he sank into his seat and quickly relaxed. "Okay, with Ling Daxia's words, then I... I'll feel relieved."

"But, I have a condition." Ling Li said.

"What conditions?" Jun Lixin mentioned again, "Do you want to... use this as a condition for negotiating with my master tomorrow night?"

"I will talk to him tomorrow night. What I am talking about now is the conditions for you. I can take "Lingding" to find Fufeng now, but - you must promise me that after you go back, you will immediately use your own energy to heal your wounds and will not delay it for a moment."

Jun Li nodded embarrassedly. "Okay, I agree."

Ling Li handed him a folded book paper. "This is the mantra. I have written all the things you need. You can read it yourself, and it will be fine in three or five days."

The ink on the inkstone on the desk has not dried yet, and it can be seen that the book-written scripture should have been written by Ling Li. Jun Li took it and said, "If Ling Daxia wants to worry about everything, Jun Li is ashamed. I... I am definitely not a person who cares about his life, so Ling Daxia will rest assured."

He smiled sharply. "By the way, there is something else." He stretched out his hand and pushed a blue-black thing over. "You can also keep this."

Jun Li was surprised: "This is... Qinglong Left Pioneer Token?"

"The leader of Tuoba came and asked me about the whereabouts of Tstings." Ling Li said, "Shan Xianfeng is said to have been locked up by him, but he dare not make this public in the sect. He can only say that Tsings has temporarily left the valley. Otherwise, he must give the sect a reason to tell Ahan's affairs. Since it cannot be said, then the sect naturally recognizes the Zuo Pioneer token - so he must retrieve the token in case of any loss. Tsings and Ahan are with him, and I will not tell him Ahan's whereabouts, so I will not tell him Ahan's whereabouts, so I will not tell him, so I will not say to him about Ahan's whereabouts.

I won't tell him the whereabouts of the thorn. But the bamboo forest is not foolproof. When Thorn talked about yesterday, it would be better to have the token entered the Forbidden City with you, and Tuoba Gu would never find it again. If he is willing to calm down and release Dan Pioneer, it would be a happy thing. If he refuses, as long as he can't find the token for a day, he will not be able to really give Dan Pioneer a day. Thorn this statement also makes sense. Since it is her Shan family's property, I will follow her intentions, but you must save it properly."

Jun Li held the token and said, "Okay, before Dan Pioneer is free, I will naturally save the token."

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Everything seemed to have improved. When Jun Li left Wulinfang, his mood was much calmer than before. After walking a few steps, he remembered that there was nothing else to do - the letter Okra had never sent to him.

He took a shortcut to Shen Fengming's residence in the outer city and visited. This move was just a matter of communication. First, he didn't know if Shen Fengming had returned; second, it was late at night now. Unexpectedly, when he walked closer, he saw Shen Fengming leaning against the door with his arms folded and glanced at him lazily: "It's really you, Taoist priest, I heard you cough from a distance."

When Jun Li was told by him, he realized that the internal injuries that were suppressed by Lord Shao were already ready to move. "You are back." He didn't even dismount and took out the letter from his arms, "I'll send you a letter and answer it. I have something to do to rush back."

Shen Fengming copied the letter from Pingping. "You're leaving?" He was very surprised. "You don't ask me where I've been in the past two days - where is the friendship!"

"One other day, you're fine anyway." Jun Li ignored his run, waved his hand, and turned his horse's head.

"Wait a minute." Shen Fengming had no choice but to say, "Don't leave now, I have something to give to you."

"What?" Jun Lie horsed.

Shen Fengming went back into the house and Shaoqing took out a bag of oil paper, "Take it, I finally got it back for you."

"Catch it back for me?" Jun Li was puzzled.

"I went to Huizhou." Shen Fengming said. "Didn't you say a few days ago that I gave you favors to Okra and Lou Qianshan, but I owe you what I have? I thought about it and thought it would be better to get it back soon - it was yours, and I'll give it back to you now."

Junli opened the oil paper bag in a corner and saw that there seemed to be some neatly folded letters inside, some of which were still in an envelope. "My? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Chen Fengming stared at him, "I took it from your back box last year - don't say it's not yours? Last year - on the first day of August, you will definitely not forget it - I set up an ambush in Hongfu Building that day, and the people arranged it in the afternoon. Seeing that you didn't come, I went to Gu's house to check it out and saw that Gu Rufei was pouring water into your box."

Jun Li recalled the fact that many things in his back box were soaked in water for some reason, and frowned and said, "Then?"
Chapter completed!