Big man

"He doesn't have any taboos, it's just my fate."

Fan Le said lightly.

Ji Qingsha said: "Our Heluo sect's Taoism still has a certain effect on the general head lowering technique. At that time, Fan Ying was still not good at learning the art. If it was the son of Yi who did it himself, I would definitely have no choice."

Xiao Fan nodded slightly.

Basically, he understood why Ji Qingsha and Fan Le formed such a relationship.I just don't know if it was Fan Le and Ji Qingsha who knew each other first, Fan Ying was the second to Fan Le, or Fan Le was rescued by Ji Qingsha by chance after the first surrender.But this is not the point, Xiao Fan is not so gossip to get to the bottom of it.

"It's a shame that I'm not good at learning, and I couldn't completely get rid of the head drop. After so many years, the head drop has already penetrated into the bone marrow, and no matter how I think about it, it won't work much. Fortunately, the head drop has a limited range. As long as you stay far away from Luojia City and the people who have dropped their heads, you won't have a big fit."

Ji Qingsha added a few more words of explanation.

The so-called "big outbreak" does not mean that there will be no outbreak. It is estimated that Ji Qingsha will need to continue to eliminate it in order to prevent the situation from deteriorating further.

Fan Le has always followed Ji Qingsha, this should be the most critical reason, at least one of them.It was as if Yuan Qianqian had to stay by Xiao Fan's side for quite a long time.Fortunately, after Xiao Fan's careful treatment, most of the evil spirit in Yuan Qianqian's body has been eliminated, and the internal injuries caused by the fight with Chi Bin have basically healed. In a few months, you should be able to complete the task.

I just don't know how long it will take for Fan Lezhong's lowering head to be completely removed, or in other words.It is difficult to completely get rid of it in a lifetime.

"What kind of head drop technique?"

"A type of blood fall, which is somewhat similar to Gu poison."

Xiao Fan thought about it.Said: "Mr. Fan, let me take your pulse."

Ji Qingsha said a little surprised: "Young Master. Is Chinese medicine also effective for witchcraft?"

Xiao Fan smiled, and said: "All magic works. No matter what kind of magic is, it must be applied to the human body in order to take effect. Whether it is good or bad, it is the same principle."

Fan Le immediately stepped forward and stretched out his right arm to Xiao Fan.

In the Yangxi Hotel in Qinguan Province, Xiao Fan healed Yuan Qianqian's wounds and got rid of her poison. Fan Le saw it with her own eyes.Xiao Fan's medical skills are somewhat trustworthy, at least Xiao Yishao is not the kind of Mongolian doctor who pretends to be a ghost.

Xiao Fan stretched out the middle finger of his right hand and rested it on Fan Le's pulse wrist. After a while, his eyebrows frowned slightly.

Fan Le's pulse condition is very peculiar, with Xiao Fan's rich experience, he seldom has such a pulse.

"Mr. Fan, please change your left hand."

Almost a cup of tea time passed.Xiao Fan said in a deep voice.

Fan Le stretched out his left arm without saying a word.

After a long time, Xiao Fan asked: "Mr. Fan, is this head lowering technique completely irresistible to the 'Xian Tian Xuan Gong' of the Longmen School?"

In Fan Le's pulse, Xiao Fan noticed a very clear sign of the operation of "Innate Profound Art".As Ji Qingsha said, Fan Le is an authentic descendant of the Longmen School.

"If I couldn't resist at all, I wouldn't have been able to make it to Qingsha's residence."

Xiao Fan nodded slightly, it was exactly as he expected.

"Mr. Fan. I need to borrow a drop of blood from your body."

As Xiao Fan said, a cold light flashed in his hand, and a bright willow-leaf flying knife emerged.

Fan Le quickly retracted his left hand reflexively, and glanced at Ji Qingsha with doubts on his face.

Ji Qingsha hurriedly said: "Yi Shao, it's not that we can't trust you. In fact, this blood drop technique is extremely weird, and one drop of blood is enough to spread. If you can't control it, it will be very troublesome..."

Xiao Fan smiled slightly and said, "No matter how weird the technique of falling blood is, a drop of blood doesn't matter."

There was a hint of arrogance in the soft tone.

Nanyang's head lowering technique is indeed mysterious and unpredictable, so could it be that the head teacher of the Wuji Sect must be a vegetarian?In the eyes of the Nanyang head lowering master, I am afraid that the magic of Wujimen is even more magical than the head lowering technique.

Ji Qingsha and Fan Le looked at each other again, then nodded slightly, and said: "Since Yi Shao is sure, of course we have no objection."

Between the words, there is a bit of hope.

Fan Le and Ji Qingsha were alumni back then, and they were studying at the same Chinese university. Both of them studied martial arts intensively and were highly skilled, so they became friends naturally.After Fan Le was hit by Xue Jiang, he found Ji Qingsha in time, and Ji Qingsha cast a spell to control the blood poison in Fan Le's body.At that time, Ji Qingsha hadn't succeeded in cultivating Heluo Sect's spells, so she could only suppress the blood poison, but there was no way to get rid of it.Afterwards, Fan Le immediately left Luojia City, and Ji Qingsha continued to suppress the blood poisoning for him, but she was still unable to completely remove the blood poison from her body.

Now that many years have passed, Ji Qingsha has obtained the classics left by the senior masters of the Heluo Sect from Ye Guyu, and her cultivation base has greatly improved.It's a pity that Fan Lezhong's blood descending technique has penetrated deep into the internal organs, and got entangled with his extraordinary meridians. Ji Qingsha tried her best, but there was nothing she could do.

Xiao Fan, the leader of Wuji Sect's magic arts, has a profound cultivation base, and it is unknown whether there may be a way to completely cure Fan Le's blood poisoning.

Based on Ji Qingsha's understanding of Xiao Fan, she was not [-]% sure, Xiao Fan would not say that.

The willow leaf knife lightly pierced Fan Le's finger, and quickly retracted it.

Fan Le immediately pinched his middle finger tightly, with a tense expression, as if he was facing an enemy, as if he was afraid that the blood poison would spread immediately.

Xiao Fan took out Chu Hong's "Qian Kun Ding" and put it on the glass tea table in front of him, not shying away from Ji Qingsha and Fan Le.The past dynasties of the Wuji Sect have always been so majestic and majestic, unlike some Jianghu sects who cherish their brooms, who are secretive and petty, as if they are afraid that others will steal the unique skills of the sect.

Can a stunt that can be easily stolen by others be called a stunt?

Both Ji Qingsha and Fan Le stood up at the same time, with solemn faces, especially Ji Qingsha, who stared intently at the small red tripod, her face was both surprised and moved.

It has long been heard that the "Qiankun Ding" is the first of the three treasures of Wujimen's township teaching. No matter who wants to come, this first-class treasure must be kept properly, and it will never be shown to others at will, let alone show it to colleagues. Chinese people see.

Xiao Fan is not just arrogant, but really treats her as a good friend.

As soon as the internal force is urged, a drop of blood emerges from the willow-leaf knife. Before it is completely condensed, a special fishy smell spreads out. The color of the blood drop is also different from that of ordinary people. The surface of the dark red blood drop is faintly shining There is a trace of emerald green, and it does not swim on the surface of the blood bead, flickering, like a living thing, as if it will get out of the blood bead at any time.

Xiao Fan let out a cold "hum".

It's strange to say, I saw that trace of unusually agile green color, suddenly seemed to have received some kind of extremely heavy blow, and suddenly became extremely dull, quietly attached to the surface of the blood bead, motionless.

Ji Qingsha and Fan Le couldn't help but look at each other, and they both read shock and even horror from each other's eyes.

They are no strangers to this emerald green color, it is Fan Yingxia's "blood drop" on Fan Le's body, it is extremely weird and evil, Ji Qingsha once tried to extract a trace of it, and studied it carefully, who knew that the blood poison was gone Fan Le's body, that is, "opens its teeth and claws", wants to be unfavorable to Ji Qingsha. Ji Qingsha has used all her strength to suppress the blood poison with great difficulty. From then on, she never dared to take it lightly try.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Fan just "hummed" softly, and he did not see any other movements, this "Blood Falling Technique" was suppressed and could not move at all.

The profundity of the technique is really shocking and admirable.

The blood beads dripped into the "Qian Kun Cauldron", and before Xiao Fan started to cast spells, a faint scent of medicine wafted out, completely suppressing the special fishy smell on the blood beads, and could no longer be smelled.

Xiao Fan squeezed the formula with his left hand, muttering words in his mouth, and pointed his right hand like a halberd. He moved forward a little, and a stream of pure mana was poured into the "Qian Kun Cauldron", and the original faint medicinal fragrance suddenly became extremely strong. As soon as he heard the music, he felt relieved.

Xiao Fan flicked his fingers lightly, and his five fingers were like a wheel. Mana power was continuously poured into the tripod. The chaotic pattern on the tripod gradually circulated, and a blood-red chaotic pattern about the size of a foot was condensed and formed above the mouth of the "Qiankun tripod". , slowly rotating around the mouth of the tripod.

That's all for Fan Le, Ji Qingsha's expression has become both focused and nervous, she stares at the "Qian Kun Ding" tightly without blinking her eyes, her delicate hands are even clenched into small fists, because she was too hard , the knuckles turned bluish white.

All of a sudden, the small body of the "Qian Kun Cauldron" shook slightly, and there was a scream from within the cauldron, which was shrill and angry, which made people's hearts chill, and then a miserable green grimace rushed out of the cauldron's mouth. out.The grimace was only two inches in size, and it was full of panic. It seemed that it had been greatly frightened, and it hurriedly fled outwards.

Grimace immediately screamed again, and then twisted and struggled desperately, trying with all its strength to break free from the shackles of the chaotic pattern.

It's a pity that everything was in vain.

The "Qiankun Ding" is a supreme artifact that has been passed down by the Wuji Sect for thousands of years. Although it is far from exerting its full power at this moment, it is not something this mere grimace can resist.

Xiao Fan was not in a hurry to destroy the ghost face, but controlled the "Qian Kun Cauldron", firmly restraining the ghost face, allowing it to rush left and right in the chaotic pattern, only in this way can he observe more carefully.

This grimace was just attached to a drop of blood, its capabilities were extremely limited, but after a while, it stopped twisting, and stood there blankly, motionless, as if exhausted and unable to struggle anymore.

Xiao Fan nodded slightly.

"disease!"

With a soft shout and pointing like a halberd, another burst of magic power penetrated into the "Qian Kun Cauldron".

The blood-red chaotic pattern on the tripod's mouth burst into brilliance, and the grimace wailed, and instantly disappeared in the chaotic pattern, disappearing without a trace. . )