Longevity

"Huh?" Xu Zhijian looked at him in surprise.

Fa Kong nodded: "Yes, if he doesn't have today's affairs, he will go to Zhenlongyuan."

"Zhenlongyuan..." Xu Zhijian has been investigating Zhenlongyuan for a while, knowing that those who can enter Zhenlongyuan are the top experts of Dayun.

This gray-robed old man's body skills are extraordinary, his cultivation is deep, and he is restrained by the immobilization spell, so that his own qi can enter his body unimpeded and severely damage his meridians.

If there is no immobilization spell, I am afraid that he may not be able to beat him, not to mention, the Gang Qi may not be able to break through his Gang Qi.

Fa Kong said: "Now that he has broken his wishful thinking, it is also a heavy blow to Tianya Pavilion."

If a sect master was selected to Zhen Longyuan, he would have registered with the imperial court and made a major contribution to the imperial court.

The sects who have not been selected into Zhenlongyuan are naturally far inferior in status.

After registering with the imperial court, the resources obtained are far from comparable before.

There are more panaceas, there are more herbs.

There are more opportunities to exchange martial arts.

There are more opportunities for meritorious service.

The rich practice martial arts, the poor study...

Those who practice martial arts do not have enough elixir, and the road will be difficult to walk, but with the help of elixir, it is smooth and fast, which is not the same.

It is a taboo for those who practice martial arts to apply what they have learned.

Learning from each other is a shortcut to practicing martial arts.

In particular, exchanges with disciples from different sects often lead to sparks of inspiration, which are more beneficial to practice.

Those sects registered with the imperial court are even more trusted by the imperial court, and the imperial court will directly assign some tasks to them, thus giving them more opportunities for meritorious service.

If you make meritorious deeds, you will be rewarded, or a panacea, or a magic secret technique, which has a huge effect on the improvement of the entire sect.

So this time, the road to Zhenlongyuan was cut off, and it was a heavy blow to the entire Tianya Pavilion. If it was not recommended by Wujimen, there would be no such opportunity.

But at the door, it was destroyed by Xu Zhijian.

Fa Kong explained the key points in it, Xu Zhijian was deeply moved, and looked at Fa Kong a few times.

Fa Kong smiled and said, "Brother Xu thinks my methods are too hot?"

Xu Zhijian nodded, agreeing: "Enough!"

He didn't have to say polite words to Fakong, he would say whatever he wanted. He really felt that Fakong's methods were ruthless enough to directly dig the foundation of Tianya Pavilion.

Fa Kong shook his head and said, "I am a kind heart."

Seeing Xu Zhijian's strange expression of believing in you, Fakong said with a smile: "If Tianya Pavilion becomes stronger, they will have a deep hatred against the Guangming Holy Cult, how can they let you go? And you won't be beaten and won't fight back, so, More Tianya Pavilion disciples and Guangming Sect disciples are going to die, right?"

"…right."

"Now that the Tianya Pavilion has been weakened, they want to take revenge, but they know that their strength is not enough, and they dare not retaliate. They can only bear it and bury their heads in hard work. Isn't this saving the lives of your disciples on both sides?"

"...That's right." Xu Zhijian retorted without a word.

"Alas!" Fa Kong shook his head and sighed, "Great mercy and compassion, nothing more than this!"

Xu Zhijian laughed.

Immediately, he frowned again: "In this case, wouldn't we lose the opportunity to find out Zhenlongyuan?"

If you know that this gray-robed old man will enter Zhenlongyuan, you should actually keep him and keep an eye on him to see where he goes.

Now that he is abandoned, he will lose the opportunity to find out where Zhen Longyuan is, which is really a pity.

Fa Kong shook his head: "No."

"Um?"

"It's not like there is such a great master. Zhen Longyuan will not give up easily, and will definitely find a way to help him recover his cultivation."

Fa Kong said: "Let's look at Zhen Longyuan's ability."

Xu Zhijian immediately understood that Fa Kong was taking the opportunity to explore Zhenlongyuan's bottom, and even lead out the master of Zhenlongyuan.

Use Zhenlongyuan's masters to explore Zhenlongyuan.

"Look, are you here?" Fa Kong said suddenly.

Xu Zhijian looked at it intently.

I saw two middle-aged men walking against the wind in the night sky, with their feet more than 30 meters off the ground, as if they were sliding on an invisible track in the void. .

The two middle-aged men looked alike, both handsome and extraordinary, but the eyebrows were cold, as if there was no human emotion.

They landed in front of the gray-robed middle-aged man, glanced at him, then at Dong Gaohe, and said lightly, "Zhao Po?"

"Who are you...?" Zhao Po glared at the two of them vigilantly.

At this time, neither himself nor Dong Gaohe had the power to resist. Once these two people were malicious, they would definitely die.

"Fengtian Temple." The two faintly spit out three words.

These three words were almost uttered by the same person. In fact, they both spoke in unison, and their voices sounded generally the same.

Zhao Po looked solemn, clasped his fists and said: "It turned out to be the adults of Fengtian Temple, I forgive the old man in the future, I am rude!"

"Are you...?" A handsome middle-aged man looked at him with a frown.

The other was still cold and unconcerned, turning a blind eye to the strangeness of the two in front of him.

"When you meet a despicable guy from the Holy Sect of Light, attack and plot against it." Zhao Po smiled bitterly: "I couldn't prevent it."

"The Holy Sect of Light..." Both handsome middle-aged men frowned.

Zhao Po said: "The Holy Sect of the Light is high-sounding, and they always pride themselves on acting upright, upright, and frank, but to even attack and plot secretly is simply deceiving the world!"

"The Holy Sect of Light breaks the rules..." The two looked at each other with serious expressions.

Did the Holy Sect of Light receive any news?

Zhao Po struggled to stand up, exhausted all his strength, and when he stood up straight for training tremblingly, his grey robe was already soaked with sweat.

He stood up stubbornly and proudly, clasped his fists and said with difficulty: "What are you doing here, two adults, but please tell me!"

"I'm afraid you can't do it now." A middle-aged man stepped forward, took a look at his situation, frowned and looked at the other middle-aged man: "The destruction of the meridians is indeed the pure power of light."

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As he spoke, his body suddenly became cold.

Two steps away, Dong Gaohe's teeth rattled, and his face suddenly turned blue.

This kind of cold is cold to the bone marrow, far colder than falling into the ice cellar, and it will freeze the blood in an instant.

He struggled hard, but to no avail.

"Bang!" In the muffled sound, the handsome middle-aged body suddenly flew out, turned in a circle in the air, and fluttered to the ground.

The surroundings regained the warmth of spring, like bathing in the bright spring sun.

Dong Gaohe is very familiar with this feeling, that is, the gentle power of destroying his meridians and dantian, killing people invisibly.

Compared with the bone-chilling cold just now, he even felt that this kind of warmth and softness was even more terrifying and terrifying.

"Okay!" Junyi, the middle-aged man in the air, shouted.

Another Junyi middle-aged man smiled coldly, appeared beside Zhao Po, pressed his shoulder, and passed the anger.

"Bang!" He also flew out.

The surroundings were bone-chilling at first, then warm like a spring day.

"Pfft!" Dong Gaohe couldn't bear the torture any longer, and spewed out a **** arrow.

But the two handsome middle-aged people didn't pay attention to him at all. After fluttering to the ground, they looked at Zhao Po, whose face was flushed as if he was drunk.

Zhao Po's eyes were blurred, more and more like he was drunk, and then fell to the ground softly again, supported by a handsome middle-aged man.

"What a holy religion of light!" The two Junyi middle-aged men sighed in unison.

Zhao Po, who was about to slump to the ground at any moment, clasped his fists with difficulty, and tried his best to clear his eyes: "Thank you two adults."

"It should be expelled now, you are not wronged."

"This person is also a top expert in the Holy Sect of Light."

"Which one is it?"

"The Astral Qi of the Holy Sect of Light is almost a model, and it is difficult to distinguish, but there should be not many such deep cultivation bases."

"It's Xu Zhijian!" Zhao Po said solemnly, "Xu Zhijian, a new elder of the Holy Sect of Light!"

The two middle-aged Junyi looked at each other.

Zhao Po saw that they were not surprised, but felt that something was wrong.

The name of Xu Zhijian has been spread throughout the Dayun Wulin. As a court institution dealing with martial arts, how could Fengtian Temple not know about Xu Zhijian?

"Have you two heard of Xu Zhijian?"

"No."

"The most outstanding young disciple of the Holy Sect of Light, who stepped into the great master at a young age, became the youngest elder, and later became famous in the battle of the Great Bright Peak."

"Well, no wonder there is such a cultivation base." A middle-aged Junyi took out a jade bottle from his arms, poured out a scarlet red pill and threw it to him: "Take this, it can restore your meridians."

Zhao Po was startled.

He looked down at the longan-sized pill he took over, dubious. Is this the legendary elixir to restore meridians?

He looked up at the two.

"Can it hurt you?" Another middle-aged Junyi shook his head and said, "Besides, with your current appearance, you are still wasting elixir?"

"I don't know what kind of elixir this is?"

"Wash Maidan."

"Ximai Dan..." Zhao Po looked at the middle-aged Junyi's chest and looked at the jade bottle.

"One is enough. If one is useless, then ten and eight are useless."

"I wonder if you can give me another one?" Zhao Po asked cautiously.

"So much to do!" The middle-aged Junyi who gave the pill said impatiently: "This pill is precious, if it's not urgent..."

Zhao Po nodded slowly.

He turned his body with difficulty and came to Dong Gaohe's side.

Dong Gaohe looked at him blankly.

The two Junyi middle-aged people also looked at him suspiciously, wondering what he was going to do.

However, Zhao Po suddenly shoved the red blood-washing pill into Dong Gaohe's mouth, and then pricked his fingers into a pickaxe, and pecked Dong Gaohe's shoulder fiercely.

Shimaidan immediately got into Dong Gaohe's throat, then followed the trend and entered his stomach.

"Cough cough cough..." Dong Gaohe coughed violently, then looked at Zhao Po in disbelief.

Zhao Po didn't look at him, but looked at the middle-aged Liang Junyi apologetically: "Nephew Dong has his meridians destroyed too."

"...A lot of things!" The middle-aged Junyi had a gloomy face, took out a jade bottle from his arms, poured out a scarlet red pill, and threw it to him: "The last one, there is no more!"

"Thank you sir!" Zhao Po gratefully took it and put it into his mouth.

His face gradually darkened.

The middle-aged Na Junlang picked up Zhao Po's left wrist~www.readwn.com~ and went in to check, frowned and hummed, "It doesn't work."

He shook his head: "As expected of the power of light, it is extremely difficult to deal with."

Turning his head to look at another handsome middle-aged man: "Brother, if Ximai Dan doesn't work, is it necessary to completely expel the power of light? It's really troublesome."

The power of the power of light is here, endless and everywhere.

The two had been expelled once before, but the Holy Power of Light went back to life.

The two each pressed Zhao Po and Dong Gao and began to expel the power of light.

Fa Kongchong Xu Zhijian smiled and said, "Brother Xu's bright heart has become more and more pure."

Xu Zhijian smiled faintly.

Under normal circumstances, if the cultivation base does not strengthen one's own realm, there is no way to expel one's own power.

Chapter 803 Washing the Pulses (two more)