Rebirth Profession Sells Miserably

Jin Qianqing coughed: "Ayan, don't want to speak right and wrong behind you."

Xiao Yan: "Yes! Master!"

Jin Gan: "..."

While the two were talking, Xing Shu had already walked to the side of the bed, and he could clearly see Zi Yang's blood all over his face.

"Whip..." Through the memory of the original owner, Xingshu knew that most of Lei Tingfeng's disciples used whips, and most of them were the ones with barbeds. They went down with the whip and caught the **** flesh. Nothing. A few whips can make a person **** and reveal the bones.

The original owner had been flogged several times for Leng Yao, each time his skin was covered with flesh and blood was dripping, and the pain was so painful that he could not get out of bed for several months. "More than that." Fairy Mu Yao said: "I also suffered internal injuries, my left leg bone was broken, my tendons were broken in five places, my spirit was also attacked, and I still can't wake up."

Yan Xiao sat aside and slowly poured a cup of tea: "He fell half-dead in the grove of Thunder Peak. I saw him and brought him back."

The implication is that if Yan Xiao hadn't found it and brought it back, what he saw at the moment was a stiff corpse.

Mu Yao frowned slightly: "His veins are a bit strange, but I can't tell you the details. Ayan, you are all golden spirit roots just like him, but you can give him a sigh of relief, so I can repair his muscles and bones."

Xiao Yan has suppressed his local expression, nodded solemnly, and walked to the bed.

Xiao Yan and Mu Yao were left and right, with golden light running in one hand, and green light running in the other, and they were injected into Zi Yang's body from both sides.

Seeing Zi Yang reluctantly hung his breath, Jin Qian had time to look at Xing Shu, and then cast a suspicious look at Yan Xiao, as if asking him why Xing Shu was here.

Of course Yan Xiao knew his doubts, took a sip of his tea, and said lightly: "He is a spirit body without Xuan."

Xingshu claimed to be a single-line water spirit root, but some sect elders still knew the true physique of Xingshu, such as the three in front of him.

"So what?" Jin Gan shook his head: "He is just the cultivation base of consecrating the pinnacle."

The non-xuan spirit body has long been a legend. Nowadays, there are no profound non-xuan spirit body cultivators in this world, but how many can successfully form a pill?

Each cultivation level is a great expansion of spiritual power, and the spiritual power of the non-xuan spirit body is not enough, how can it be saved to other people?

Xing Shu observed the expressions of the two men, and tentatively said, "Master is worried about the lack of spiritual power of the two seniors, so I can make up for it in time?

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Yan Xiao took the tea and smiled with satisfaction: "It seems that Shu'er has been taught by himself without a teacher, hasn't it been used somewhere?"

Xing Shu: "..." Oh, it's been a idiot again, this old fox!

Xing Shu knew that he couldn't hide it, so he honestly said: "Master, when I was in Wan Beast Peak, I tried it once, because it was only a chance, that's the guesswork."

"Yeah, not bad." Yan Xiao squeezed his moustache, winked at Jin Gan, closed his eyes, and said no more. Xingshu followed Yan Xiao's eyes and looked at Jin Gan, but saw that Jin Gan also sat on the other side of the table, his eyes closed, calming in.

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Xingshu who thought he would get some guidance: "..."

There are currently six people in this fairy mansion, two of them are tasting tea, two of them are treating illnesses, Xingshu is standing in place, facing these silent seniors, they really don't understand their use.

Xing Shu simply walked to the bed that was stained red with blood, squatted aside, and carefully looked at Zi Yang's miserable appearance.

The face that looked like a knife was twisted into a ball because of pain at this moment, the lips were whitish and chapped, and the lips trembled slightly, and the eyeballs turned uneasy under the eyelids.

Because his body was being invaded by two spiritual powers, he seemed to subconsciously repel it, shaking and sweating all over his body, dripping sweat from his skin, and the bloodshot from the barb of the whip, sliding down on Bed.

Xing Shu smoothly wiped some and put it in his mouth.

Zi Yang opened his eyes in a daze in the panic: "..."

The eyes of the two suddenly met, Xing Shu's index finger was still in his mouth, and his lips were still stained with red blood...

"You!" Zi Yang was moved a little by Xing Shu's neurotic picture, and instantly pulled her wounds.

"Well!"

Xing Shu quickly held his shoulders and said, "Don't worry, Mu Fengzhu and Senior Brother Xiao are treating you with all their strength, don't resist so much."

Zi Yang was a little more sober, and nodded to the two of them with gratitude.

When the patient is sober, he can cooperate a little bit. Only then did Xiao Yan score some energy to speak: "Three young masters, the seniors have heard that you are familiar with this younger brother, so they asked you to come and comfort them. You Don't irritate the wounded instead."

Xing Shu is really innocent: "I didn't want to irritate him, is it wrong to look too good?"

Zi Yang: "..."

Zi Yang took a deep breath, and his pale lips opened and closed with difficulty: "I, why...Is..."

Xing Shu picked up the bowl of water on the table, took a sip for himself, then scooped a small spoon, and touched Zi Yang's mouth.

Zi Yang slowly opened his mouth and took a sip.

"My master brought you here, but you were seriously injured. Fortunately, Peak Master Mu Yao gave you a sigh of relief." Xing Shu took another spoonful of water and fed it to Zi Yang before continuing. : "However, your life is picked up, but the bones of your left leg cannot be recovered temporarily. The spiritual bones are difficult to repair. It takes time to find medicine."

There are more than two hundred bones in a human body. Only those with spiritual bones have the possibility of practicing and cultivating immortals. Otherwise, they can only be an ordinary person for a lifetime.

The number of spiritual bones determines the smoothness of his practice, and the attributes of his spiritual roots determine the goal and direction of his practice.

The so-called roots and bones are the foundation of a monk, and one is indispensable.

Everyone's spiritual bone is different, and Zi Yang's spiritual bone is on his left leg.

Guan Zhao had a vicious mind. After the wheels fought with Zi Yang, he was afraid that Zi Yang would retaliate, so he simply used the "duel regardless of life or death" rule to let people beat him to death and also broke his spiritual bone.

Fortunately, Zi Yang had more than this one in his spiritual bone, and Yan Xiao found someone in time, so Zi Yang was not thrown into the corpse forest and died unexpectedly.

"...It's just that the future practice will not be so smooth." Mu Yao sighed slightly, and a trace of resentment flashed across her face: "When can the rules of the sect duel be changed? Is the caring person happy after taking advantage of the loopholes and destroying the seedlings?"

"How can the rules of the sect be changed due to individual examples?" Yan Xiao sneered, leaned back, and raised Erlang's legs: "Old man, I haven't been out for a long time. It's changed a lot. It's still you old guys. It looks the same."

Mu Yao was unhappy: "Just slap your mouth, believe it or not, I will leave now and throw your half-dead apprentice at

Here it is! "

Zi Yang endured the pain, listening to their conversation, a little startled: "Apprentice?"

Zi Yang's face was facing Xing Shu, so he could only cast a suspicious look at Xing Shu.

"Yes, Junior Brother, the master wants to accept you as a disciple, so he has to train you, and then go and beat the person who bullied you back." Xing Shu lay on the bed and raised his eyebrows to look at him.

Zi Yang subconsciously wanted to refuse, because if he wanted to enter Thunder Peak after Yan Xiaofeng, it would be difficult. The pass tokens between the various fairy peaks were not easy to get. Staying there every night, unable to investigate the matter secretly.

"I……,

"Zi Yang, it's not too late for a gentleman to avenge him for ten years. It's also a way to retreat to advance." Kaiijshu blinked at him.

The matter of Zi Yang quickly spread to Xing Dan's injured ear. He didn't care about it at first, until he heard that Yan Xiao would take Zi Yang into his disciple.

Although Yan Xiao was placed on the table as the cultivation base of Yuan Ying Pinnacle, Xing Danshang knew that Yan Xiao had already broken through the out-of-aperture stage long before the retreat-this was the true treasure of the Yunshan Zongzhen sect.

However, Yan Xiao does not fight or grab, and even does not like to accept disciples, so in the eyes of other people, Yan Xiao will often become a transparent person, and Yan Xiaofeng is also like a transparent fairy peak, with very few people coming and going.

Xing Dan didn’t say anything about his injuries. In fact, he was still very in awe and fear of Yan Xiao. Therefore, as soon as he heard that it was related to Yan Xiao, he could go to Peak Master Thunder Peak and ask him to throw Guan Zhao’s servant away. Come out to receive the penalty.

However, the peak owner of Thunder Peak is not Xing Danshang. Xing Danshang can throw his son out and beaten without distress, in order to win his reputation, but the peak owner of Thunder Peak is too short to do so. .

Therefore, the Peak Master Lei Tingfeng said to Xing Danshang that he could handle this matter, let Xing Danshang put 10,000 at heart. Turned around, Ray

Peak Master Tingfeng called his favorite disciple and asked him to take a lot of supplements to Yan Xiaofeng to express condolences.

Well, the disciple who was "delivered in danger" was Zhu Xuanzi.

Zhu Xuanzi was beaten by Xingshu at Yan Xiaofeng. It was when he was so angry that he wanted to find a chance to find a place back, he naturally agreed very willingly and sent his attendants to the place where Leng Yao would normally pass. Dangling, told Leng Yao about Zhu Xuanzi's entry into Yan Xiaofeng in the form of "random encounter".

This method is really unsatisfactory. After so many years, Leng Yao has already naively believed that this is the so-called "fate."

So, when Xingshu went to run errands to change the medicine for Zi Yang's lame injury as usual, he ran into Zhu Xuanzi, who was wearing a green robe and walking like a large vegetable leaf.

Zhu Xuanzi’s meticulous dressing made the Xingshu, who had just been decocted, covered his body with dirty dust. Zhu Xuanzi’s attendants were holding large and small tonics, which were well-packaged, and Xingshu was holding a bag of soil in his left hand. A soup medicine bowl in his right hand looked embarrassed and lowly.

......Of course, the above is purely a supplement in Zhu Xuanzi's mind. In fact, Xing Shu just glanced at this scratching big vegetable leaf, then took the boiled soup medicine and walked over him to the other side.

"Wait! Brother Shu!" Zhu Xuanzi called.

Xing Shu was so thunderous with this "brother" that he almost smashed the medicine in his hand.

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