Chapter 33
When Ning Xiaochuan returned to Haitang manor, it was already the afternoon of the next day.
Ning Xiaochuan put the injured old man back on an ice bed in the middle of the small lake.
This ice bed is carved from a whole piece of ice stone. The martial artist can sit on the ice bed and practice, which can concentrate, calm and protect blood. It is a treasure of martial arts cultivation, and only the children of the big family and the Marquis can afford the ice stone bed.
Tianchenzi was seriously injured, and now he fell into a state of stillbirth and suspended death. His six senses were closed, and he couldn't heal himself at all.
This requires the help of external forces.
Ning Xiaochuan nailed tianchenzi's spine with a lock nail, and then sewed up the wound with silk thread.
Rolls of white cloth wrapped tianchenzi's whole body, airtight, like a mummy.
Yu Yan stood aside, constantly handed various tools to Ning Xiaochuan, and watched Ning Xiaochuan cut open the blood and flesh of tianchenzi with a knife. There were also lock nails to nail bones, sew blood and flesh with needles, and even a skull was sewed back with needles.
Ning Xiaochuan's hands became bloody, and the picture was so bloody that she vomited several times and almost fainted.
"Little... Master, is it over?" Yu Yan's face turned white, and her white forehead was full of fine beads of sweat.
Ning Xiaochuan washed his hands with water and said, "pass me Yun blood and intermittent bone healing liquid."
Yu Yan handed him two small jade bottles.
Ning Xiaochuan poured out the two drops of Xuanyao liquid in the jade bottle and fell on the palm wrapped by the Xuanqi of Wu Dao. The two drops of Xuanyao liquid dispersed, merged into the Xuanqi of Wu Dao and penetrated into the body of tianchenzi.
The light of Wu daoxuan Qi flickered twice on tianchenzi's body, and was absorbed by his injured body.
Yu Yan's lips moved and said, "young master, can this person survive?"
Ning Xiaochuan shook and said, "if you are an ordinary person, you must be dead. But this person is a martial arts master, and his body is many times stronger than ordinary people. If his will is strong enough, he should still be able to survive. There is only so much I can do, and then it's up to him."
Ning Xiaochuan gave Yu Yan 30000 small money to buy heart nourishing grass and intermittent bone healing grass, and then walked under the blood toad tree to continue practicing and recover the mysterious Qi consumed in her body.
Ning Xiaochuan took out a short knife and cut a piece of wood chips weighing one kilogram from the blood toad tree.
The blood red sawdust is crystal clear, like a blood gem. It is cold and emits a wood fragrance.
"Bang!"
Ning Xiaochuan used the mysterious gas of Wu Dao to crush this blood toad wood into wood powder, then absorbed it into the blood, carried it to the heart and began to harden it.
It took a whole day and night for Ning Xiaochuan to completely harden this Jin of blood toad wood into blood toad liquid.
A total of dozens of drops of blood toad liquid were quenched and condensed into a blood red treasure liquid as big as pigeon eggs, whose color is scarlet than blood.
If these blood toad liquid can be carried out of the body, it can sell at least 800000 small money.
But before Ning Xiaochuan carried the blood toad liquid out of his body, it was absorbed by the magic sword in the blood orifices.
Blood orifices and heart orifices chased again, turning into a Tai Chi pattern and running frantically, like a vortex stimulating the earth Wu Yuan Qi in the body to convert into Wu Dao Xuan Qi.
The magic sword absorbed this blood toad liquid, which greatly improved Ning Xiaochuan's cultivation.
Ning Xiaochuan sat under the blood toad wood, surrounded by countless mysterious Qi of martial arts, which formed a plume of smoke like airflow and wrapped his body. All creatures within three feet of his body would be attacked by the mysterious Qi.
"Wow -"
Ningxiaochuan's blood flow speed is increasing again, and the flow speed becomes faster and faster.
It took three days in a row to absorb three kilograms of blood toad wood.
His blood flow speed reached one minute six weeks, and his body was incredibly strong. Now even if he picked up a stone and threw it on his head, it would only be a stone, not his head.
Now, it has become quite easy for him to condense the "Xuanqi sword", and he can condense the Xuanqi sword easily.
"Xuanqi sword!"
Ning Xiaochuan folded his hands, and a long sword condensed with dark Qi appeared in the palm of his hand. He waved his hand and cleaved on the water surface of the small lake. The sword Qi briefly separated the lake.
"Xuanqi sword!"
In an instant, Ning Xiaochuan condensed the second Xuanqi sword again and split into the lake.
"Xuanqi sword!"
When the second Xuanqi sword disappeared, Ning Xiaochuan immediately condensed the third Xuanqi sword and split it into the lake again.
Xuanqi sword, cut three times in a row.
The water of the lake was surging madly, patting the shore, so that the fish in the lake surfaced one after another.
At the seventh weight of Xuanqi, after Ning Xiaochuan used Xuanqi sword once, it took half an hour to recover Xuanqi.
Now, he has been able to cast Xuanqi sword three times in a row in a very short time, one sword after another, with the power superimposed layer by layer, and one sword is stronger than another.
This is the strongest killing move he can play now. He named this move "Xuanqi sword triple chop".
Of course, this is the strongest killing move that he can play with his current cultivation. After his cultivation is improved, he may be able to play "four consecutive cuts", "five consecutive cuts"... As long as the Xuanqi in his body is strong enough, even if he reaches "nine consecutive cuts", it is possible to do it.
"Now I can make the blood run in my body for six weeks in one minute, and to reach the ninth weight of Xuanqi, I must make the blood run for seven weeks in one minute."
It seems that there is only a difference of one week, but in fact, there is a big difference.
It's like one person can run 100 meters in seven seconds, while another person can run 100 meters in six seconds. It seems that there is a difference of one second, but to break through this second, physical fitness must be improved to a new level.
"Although I only have the eighth cultivation of Xuanqi now, if I use the Xuanqi sword to cut for three times, it is enough to compete with the ninth martial artist of Xuanqi. And with blood toad wood, I should be able to break through to the ninth of Xuanqi soon." Ning Xiaochuan's eyes are sharp, and he is more and more determined to take this road of strength.
Although he didn't go to the five barrens mountains with the genius children of Jiange Hou, he did better and stronger than those genius children.
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The wall of Haitang manor is seven feet high, comparable to the wall of a small city.
On the city wall, inside a tower, sat an old man and a middle-aged man wearing heavy armor. They were drinking.
The guards around were removed.
At the moment, there are only two of them in the tower.
This old man is the steward Qiu of Haitang manor. Although he is not young, he does not appear to be old, but has a bit of master style. His cultivation has reached the eighth peak of Xuanqi and manages everything in Haitang manor.
The middle-aged man in heavy armor is Ye Chenglong, the Guard commander of Haitang manor.
Under Ye Chenglong's seat, he is in command of 500 guards. His cultivation has reached the Ninth level of Xuanqi, and his prestige in Haitang manor is very high.
Before Ning Xiaochuan came to Haitang manor, he was almost the manor of Haitang manor, and everything in Haitang manor was the final say.
Housekeeper Qiu moved a black wooden box over, smiled gently, and said, "this is what the fourth master asked me to hand over to Ye Tongling. The fourth Master said that working for him will bring benefits to Ye Tongling in the future."
Ye Chenglong opened a corner of the wooden box, and there was a blue light in it. It turned out to be a box of green gold, at least a hundred Liang.
Ye Chenglong's heart beat violently. Onehundred liang of green gold, comparable to onemillion small coins, was a great fortune, which made him excited. "It's my pleasure to work for the fourth master. Does the fourth master have any orders?"
Housekeeper Qiu whispered, "the fourth Master said that there is an expert behind Ning bingfei. I hope we can cooperate with him to find this expert."
Ye Chenglong's eyes shrunk, suddenly shocked, and said, "fourth master suspects that the master is hiding in Haitang manor?"
Housekeeper Qiu's eyes were as fierce as hawks and falcons, and he said, "recently, Ning binglao ordered that no one should enter the purple air garden where he lives. There must be some kind of secret in the garden, so you have to go in and investigate it sometime."
Ye Chenglong sneered, nodded, and said, "he hasn't left home these days. It's difficult for him to sneak in without being aware!"
Qiu Guanjia said, "then we can only find a way to lead him out of the purple gas garden, so that we can find out the secrets hidden in the purple gas garden."
"What should be done?" Ye Chenglong is thinking.
When housekeeper Qiu and ye Chenglong were talking in secret, under the city wall, a 15-year-old or 6-year-old boy was walking slowly towards Haitang manor.
This boy is Murong unparalleled.
He specially changed into a slightly clean clothes today, but there are still several patches on the clothes, and I don't know how many times he has washed them.
He held a big hen in his hand, whose legs were tied with straw, and he held it upside down in his hand.
The hen's mouth has been making a "cluck" sound!
Murong Wushuang has been practicing "turtle immobility skill" these days, and has made little achievements. His cultivation has broken through to the eighth level of Xuanqi. Today, he specially came to visit Ning Xiaochuan.
He thought how embarrassed it would be if he came with empty hands!
I have to give gifts.
So he stole the big hen raised by Lin Sanzhi next door. Early in the morning, he came to Haitang manor with the big hen and came to visit Ning Xiaochuan.
Murong unparalleled stood under the tall city wall, looked at the scarlet door in front of him, and said, "it's really a rich family. I'm afraid the Chuang Tzu alone has hundreds of servants!" He shouted at the top of the tower, "Hey! I said that such a big manor wouldn't even have a doorman?"