A Cheeky Kendo God

When I woke up, Wu Chi didn’t have the headache of hangover at all, but felt very comfortable and mentally abnormal. (wind and rain starting)

Within the body The damaged meridian seems to have recovered a lot. Although True Qi is still exhausted, the speed of deterioration has been greatly slowed down, which makes Wu Chi to be wild with joy, eyes 迸 shoot a bright glow, briskly stepping in The room.

Wu Chi has never been so easy since the severing own imprint.

This is just a night, there is such a big change, the medical skill of the elderly is simply amazing.

“Little Brat, are you awake?”

Pushing open the door, the old man has already got up, and he is in front of the door to help those herbs.

Yuan Ziyi dragged her chin and sat in front of the table in a daze, facing the same, revealing a different kind of beauty.

“many thanks Senior save!”

There was a smile on his face, and Wu Chi was saluted.

I dropped the small medicine on my hand and rubbed my hands. The old man walked out of the medicinal farm and waved. “Little Brat, don’t be busy thanking you, your injury, I don’t have to cure it.”

I went to the table and sat down. I took the cup from Yuan Ziyi’s hand. I was dissatisfied with snorted. “You have more things, good wine, no drink, no tea.”

Yuan Ziyi frowned, “Grandpa Drunkard, you train me again, seeing that I don’t give you all the wine jug behind you.”

“…good, good! I am wrong, tea is good, very good.” The old man is really afraid of this little girl, helplessly admit the wrong way.

“Today, the kid has felt much better, and the injury has stopped worsening, thanks to Senior practicing hands.”

After sitting down, Wu Chi thanked him again.

“Other injuries in your body are nothing, old fogey asks if there are some medical skills, so that you meridian recovery, even recovery of True Qi is not a problem.” Was swinging, the old man slowly said, “However, you Sword Dao If the foundation is damaged, it will not be so easy.”

“old man has checked it carefully, you are in the body Sword Dao foundation. It doesn’t seem to be hurt by external forces! Little Brat, let’s talk, how did you get hurt?”

Slightly hesitated, Wu Chi decided to tell the truth, after all, this may be related to whether he can cure his own injuries.

“I used to get the inheritance of the Shadow Bearer divine sword. Not long ago, because of some things, severing my imprint, the Sword Dao foundation was destroyed.”

“Shadow Bearer divine sword ?”

The hearing this old man is out of sync with Yuan Ziyi.

A bitter smile, Wu Chi himself understands that Zhou Yuanting is too famous, others may not know himself, but absolutely remember Shadow Bearer divine sword.

“No wonder, did you point me to Ghost Yaksha fought that day is Shadow Bearer Sword Intent?” When he turned his mind, Yuan Ziyi immediately remembered the legend of Shadow Bearer Sword Art, and immediately understood.

“Wait, since you have already got inheritance, why severing your own imprint?”

For a moment, Yuan Ziyi responded and asked inexplicably.

Wu Chi’s work in Kunlun has only been greatly affected in Kunlun, and it has not been fully spread at one time. Yuan Ziyi does not pay attention to Kunlun’s affairs, and it is still unclear.

“It’s hard to say a word.” A bitter smile, Wu Chi didn’t want to mention this.

Putting his hand and stopping Yuan Ziyi, the old man indulged, opened the mouth and said, “This is right! You left Sword Dao imprint in the sword, which is closely related to your Sword Dao foundation. Severing own imprint is equal to It’s self-destructing Sword Dao foundation.”

Shook the head, the old man sighed. “Small age, temper is so staunch! Have you ever thought about the consequences?”

Eyes reveals a struggling color, and then becomes firm, Wu Chi whispers, “The world is impermanent, no matter what the outcome, there are things that must be done.”

In this regard, Wu Chi said chop nails and sever Iron.

Regardless of the outcome, if he is given another chance to return, he will also choose to acquire own imprint.

Eyes showed a hint of appreciation, and the old man immediately regretted it, “Little Brat, accompany me for a drink.”

“Grandpa Drunkard, this is just getting up, how do you want to drink?” Yuan Ziyi dissatisfied to stop the road.

This time the old man did not pay attention to Yuan Ziyi, just quietly watching Wu Chi.

Slightly startled, Wu Chi then complexion greatly changed, “Senior, this injury… can’t cure?”

From the body, I took out two jar of wine and pushed it to Wu Chi. The old man sighed softly.

“Severing own imprint, your Sword Dao foundation has not completely collapsed, it is already a miracle.”

If he is injured by external forces, he still has a way to heal, but Wu Chi is a severing own imprint, which means that he has personally ruined his Sword Dao foundation.

Such damage is the most deadly, and it can be cured by non-medicine stones. Even with more heavenly materials, earthly treasures will not help.

The so-called medical doctor does not die, Fodu fated person, this is the truth.

As soon as the heart sank, Wu Chi’s hand was slightly trembling.

The hope that just ignited, so completely cut off, how can he afford it?

“How is this? Grandpa Drunkard, you are drunkard Divine Docter, even the Dao Tribune powerhouse’s Grand Dao injury, you can cure, why can’t he cure him?” Yuan Ziyi suddenly got up and grabbed the old wine jug, Asked incredibly.

Eyes reveals a trace of pity, shook the head, the old man whispered, “Little Brat, your injury, it is not difficult to cure! But the damaged Sword Dao foundation, old man has no way.”

“In the future, you may be able to repair to Liquid Condensation Peak, but it is doomed… Grand Dao is hopeless!”

In this case, the old man said it was heavy, and the words were full of sighs.

He naturally understands that Grand Dao is hopeless for a Sword Dao genius like Wu Chi. To some extent, it is more terrifying than death.

Although he can’t bear it, he is a healer and must face the cruel reality.

“pa!”

Grand Dao is hopelessly out of the word, Yuan Ziyi state of mind fell, can not hold the wine jug, slammed to the ground, fell apart, the wine splashed on the ground, but also splashed on her clean skirt.

“Senior, is there really no hope?” The voice was a little worried, and Wu Chi couldn’t help but ask again.

Shook the head, the old man whispered, “old man asks medical for the world to matchless, if I can’t cure it, I can’t help anyone in the world!”

The name drunkard Divine Docter is not a virtual biography. On the medical side, the old man has absolute confidence.

The last trace of luck was shattered, Wu Chi was a little dazed, and she sat down, and her heart was inexplicably painfully engulfed.

Although I knew that the consequences of severing own imprint were serious, Wu Chi always had a arrogance in my heart. I felt that even if I didn’t have the Shadow Bearer divine sword, I could easily move unhindered in the whole world.

But now, this bloody reality has undoubtedly given him a heavy blow.

The rhetoric in Kunlun is still in the ear, but it really can’t be realized?

I don’t know how long it took, Wu Chi to wake up from that embarrassing state, slamming the wine jug in front of him, and pouring it up! The chest seemed to have a fire burning, and it could not be quenched.

“Wu Chi!”

Yuan Ziyi opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when he spoke, he found that he said nothing.

She is more aware of the old man than Wu Chi. Now the old man has no way to support himself. I am afraid there is really no hope.

“Let him get drunk.”

With a sigh, the old man whispered.

He is very clear about how heavy this result is against the young people in front of him! But there is really no way, the only thing that can be done now, maybe, is to let this little Brat get drunk.

After a jar of wine was poured on the altar, Wu Chi could not even remember how much wine he had drunk.

It seems that the altar is not wine, but water! No, not even water.

Drunken stupor !

Looking at Wu Chi’s painful look, seeing him drink unseen, falling into the wine, Yuan Ziyi’s heart, inexplicable pain.

“Grandpa Drunkard… I am so uncomfortable.”

Holding on to the sleeves of the old man, Yuan Ziyi said, biting her lip.

“Silly girl!”

Sighing and touching the head of Yuan Ziyi, the old man did not speak for a long time.

In my heart, his impression of the Little Brat in front of him is very good! If it wasn’t for the Sword Dao foundation, it was destined that Grand Dao was hopeless, and he even had the heart to match them.

Can be biased, good fortune get people!

As Yuan Ziyi’s identity and innate talent, it is absolutely impossible to come together with a Grand Dao hopeless person.

This is not a question of who you look down on.

Once you step into Dao Tribune Realm, lifespan will grow to five hundred years! Grand Dao is hopeless, but Wu Chi is destined to have more than a hundred years of life.

Probably, Yuan Ziyi has a closed-door cultivation. After coming out, this Little Brat has changed from a youth to a middle-age, even a leap year!

So how can two people be together?

Fortunately, early in the morning, the relationship between the two should not be deep, and it will not be so painful.

Hu Chi was taken into the room, and Wu Chi was again applied, and the injury with his body was completely stabilized. The old man shook the head, and looked at Yuan Ziyi, who was still in the room, sighed softly and slowly walked out. room.

Drunken stupor !

Perhaps, being able to get drunk is the best result for Wu Chi.

“The Emperor’s bully talks and laughs, and it’s a drunk!”

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