Chapter 809: Seventeen Times of Life and Death
The night was hazy.
The residents of the small town have the habit of going to bed early and go to bed after dinner. Only a faint oil lamp is lit in a shop on the corner.
Xin Zhuo washed his feet and his wrinkled face. He sat at the desk, picked up a jar full of crushed herbs, dipped it in well water and prepared to roll pills. With one turn, there was one, but today I fell into hesitation and was unable to make a move.
The first decline of the heavenly beings is the accumulation of dirt in the body. All the dirt from the beginning of practice to the present is washed away, and the body reaches more outstanding toughness and purity. It actually takes nearly a year to reach the second decline. In the past five years, I have been practicing the [Buddha's Nirvana Sutra], which is called "Le Wu Lu Bu Zheng". Now, if you want to reach the third decline, you need to practice the "Dark Body Desire Chapter", which may take ten years or even more. .
However, the essence of this secret Buddhist scripture is still a life insight worthy of life and death.
"Life and death..."
He grabbed nine kinds of herbal powder and kneaded it gently. The pills spun faster and faster. After a while, seventeen pills exuded the colors of yin and yang and silk. The indescribable life and death pill appeared.
This is no longer a pill, at least mortals cannot take it.
He looked at it blankly for a long time, then suddenly smiled, cut off the wick, lay on the bed, took out the sword, threw it to the wall and hung it up.
In the small town, the last light disappeared.
The moonlight was bright, and on a hillside to the east of the town, two people were standing, a young man from the doctor's family in the town next door and an enchanting woman in brocade.
This woman has a typical oval face, willow-leaf arched eyebrows, red lips and almond-shaped eyes. She is quite pretty, but warriors within hundreds of miles around know how ruthless this woman is, even though she is only a master of the Black Sword Sect. Mrs. Sect, but she has the final say in the Black Sword Sect, and the word "black" in the Black Sword Sect is really black.
She looked at the young man next to her and said coldly: "Ma Quan, that person is the little master? How sure are you?"
The young man said respectfully: "Madam, there are eight disciples. Very sure, since this person is a little master level expert and a doctor, I think He must have a lot of good things with him. The disciple thinks that we can make two preparations. First, we can steal all his treasures and leave. Second, if this person happens to find out, we will kill him without stopping. Loot all the Langxian Town!”
"Very good!"
The head's wife nodded, with a smile on her lips.
The two black figures were like ghosts, flickering and moving straight towards the town. Soon they arrived in front of the shop. The lady stretched out two fingers and tapped lightly, and the door opened by itself.
The room was dark, and a strong medicinal fragrance hit their faces. The two of them sniffed it, entered the house without leaving a trace, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to search, and then...
Stop Standing in a daze, there are all broken pills that have no effect on warriors. Even a thousand or ten thousand of these pills are not as good as a martial arts pill. What kind of little master is this?
After a while, the lady in charge picked up a pill and looked at it in the moonlight outside the window. Her pupils shrank slightly at this glance, because although the martial arts charm contained in the pill was not particularly brilliant, it was just right, like flowing clouds and flowing water, and there was no fault in it. The problem is, it's impossible to tell what level of warrior did it.
Ma Quan on the side suddenly pointed inside. The two of them flashed into the inner room and found a middle-aged man with an old face lying on the bed. His hair was gray and his legs were covered with hair. It's abscess.
This is obviously an ordinary person who is weak and sick. At best, he is a doctor who can't even cure himself. How can he be a little master?
The lady's face was slightly cold, and she glanced at Ma Quan. The latter lowered his head slightly, feeling a little confused, and looked around the room unwillingly. Suddenly, his eyes were fixed, and he pointed fiercely at the opposite wall, where a long sword hung. , the dragon embroidered on the scabbard seemed to come to life, the dragon's eyes glowed faintly, and the whole body exuded a threatening cold light.
This is a peerless sword!
The lady's eyes also lit up, and she lowered her voice: "It's like... a magical weapon of spiritual treasure!"
After saying that, she rushed over impatiently, grabbed the sword, and took it off with a gesture. Unexpectedly, just as she held the hilt of the sword, her body With a violent shock, he fell down with his sword.
When Ma Quan saw it, he felt confused. Seeing that his wife was about to fall, he subconsciously stepped forward to help her. Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched her back, he felt an overwhelming pressure and a shock. The terrifying aura of the soul penetrated his whole body, his brain roared, and he fell down together with his wife.
“Bang——”
The two of them fell heavily to the ground, and were actually pressed by the sword. This mere sword weighed no less than 50,000 to 60,000 kilograms. You must know that the lady was only half a step tall. The Grandmaster Realm and Ma Quan's Fifth Grade Realm only have a strength of 10,000 kilograms at best. How can they hold up?
Not only that, a phantom of a dragon that covered the sky and covered the sun was vaguely drilled out of the sword, filling the whole room, with an ethereal hissing: "Ouch--"
The two of them instantly had their internal organs burned, and they vomited blood. Feeling dizzy and blind, they saw more air coming out and less air coming in. They suddenly realized in their hearts that such a terrifying and strange sword was definitely not a magical weapon. And if the sword was like this, how could its owner be an ordinary mortal doctor?
They looked at the bed with difficulty. The middle-aged doctor was gone. The shadow in front of their eyes was shaking. The man was already in front of them, and there was a little native dog squatting next to him.
The expressions of one person and one dog did not fluctuate at all, but it made them feel an unimaginable terror.
The middle-aged doctor sighed: "This sword weighs thirty-one kilograms when it is silent, and fifty-seven thousand three hundred and eighty-six kilograms when it is offended. It contains an ancient evil dragon. I’m afraid you can’t take away the soul!”
Ancient evil dragon? Where is Taikoo? Sure enough, it was more than 50,000 kilograms... The lady vomited blood again and begged for mercy in fear: "Senior, have mercy..."
The next words could no longer be said, her consciousness gradually became blurred, and her vitality gradually disappeared.
Ma Quan was even more unbearable and had completely fainted.
Just a moment later, the two of them felt as if some kind of fragrant pills had been stuffed into their mouths. They gradually regained consciousness and opened their eyes suddenly. The swords on their bodies were gone and hung on the wall again.
The middle-aged doctor next to him was holding pills with a kind expression.
The two of them slapped their bodies, and their injuries were basically healed. They immediately jumped up, with taboos in their eyes, and saluted with great respect: "Yang Rou/Ma Quan thank you, senior!"
" "No thanks!" Kick.
Yang Rou and Ma Quan's faces were confused and then frightened at first. Is this puppy a great demon with profound cultivation? Who is this person?
The next moment, he fell to the ground again, seriously injured and dying.
However, he was force-fed pills soon after, and he woke up again with no injuries, but his mentality completely changed. Is this person and a dog playing tricks on us?
"What do you want to do? Even if you are extremely high-level, you know that the leader of my Black Sword Sect..."
"I will fight..."
"You are brave..."
"I will fight..."
"If you have the guts..."
"I will fight——"
"Help ! ”
"I fight..."
"The devil..."
...
At dawn, after the seventeenth time of dying and waking up, Yang Rou and Ma Quan had dull eyes. , lost all hope, struggled in the face of death countless times overnight, the terror of dying and the discomfort of recovery almost destroyed their minds, and they raised their necks dryly: "Let us die, please!" "
But I saw the middle-aged doctor staring at the air in a daze, no longer paying attention, and waved casually after a while.
Yang Rou was overjoyed in her heart: "Senior, junior..."
Before she could finish her words, she was swept up by the evil aura of the little yellow dog. In an instant, she reached a high altitude, and then she flashed to the next town and was admitted to the hospital. pavilion.
"Boom——"
The entire medical center suddenly exploded, and Dr. Wang and Wang Dahan, who were waiting for the news, were thrown out.
Yang Rou and Ma Quan stood dryly in the dusty ruins, but they saw the little native dog strangely transformed into a human form. There was an evil look on the square face and a sinister smile. The two of them could only feel their souls. Trembling, desperate to the extreme.
Suddenly, the big demon disappeared, leaving only a huge word "blood" on the spot.
Just this word can kill four hundred people from their Black Sword Sect!
They all turned their backs and fainted.
(End of this chapter)