Can Lao Chen not want to vomit? How did he get here after so many years? I have been "baptized" by the dense sword light. When I open my eyes or close my eyes, they are full of swords. I have been struck by swords for who knows how many years!
Don’t let him practice swordsmanship in the short term. Even seeing him will make him upset, and the psychological shadow will be infinite. For the time being... he will quit swordsmanship!
Wang Xuan checked his pulse, but as soon as he put his hand on it, it bounced away, and the force was very violent. If an ordinary person touched it, he might be injured.
"Old Chen, when you said we were close to something, did you mean we were about to break through?" Wang Xuan asked.
"It's a bit off after all." Old Chen shook his head.
Aoki was shocked and felt unbelievable. His master was on the verge of death not long ago. Why was he about to break through now? !
After Wang Xuan carefully examined him, he found that Lao Chen's injury had indeed not healed. The cracks in his five internal organs were partially closed, but not completely healed.
However, he is no longer in fear of his life.
Wang Xuan was a little surprised and said: "Old Chen, what have you been doing as a great master for so many years, just thinking about breakthroughs and ignoring injuries?"
Old Chen's eyes were deep, With a weather-beaten look, he said: "Don't you know what I'm doing? Being struck by swords, being struck by feathered thunder, teaching geography to the female sword fairy, and teaching her history, expounding on it for five thousand years. The most important thing is, I I feel like... I'm taking the blame for you!"
Aoki felt horrified. To whom did the teacher give all his bitter tears?
Wang Xuan patted his shoulder and said: "It's still a bit slow to recover from this injury."
"It's not slow anymore. Don't you really think that on the set? Will you stay for many years?" Lao Chen said weakly.
Wang Xuan was startled, isn’t it?
Old Chen looked like he knew the truth and understood everything, and said leisurely: "Many people can't understand, so they can only think that way. Of course, some people are convinced that standing in the empty time, A few minutes in the outside world, and a few years in the internal scene. But I personally prefer another way of saying it." He pointed at his body and said, "Don't forget that we live in the real world. , do you think whose body is in such a state of disrepair that it can be cured within ten or twenty minutes?”
What Lao Chen said makes sense. According to him, it is the reappearance of the myth. Even an elixir of immortality would be difficult to cure directly and immediately.
Wang Xuan became interested and wanted to know what Lao Chen understood about the interior locations.
"Don't worry, we'll talk about this later." As he said that, Lao Chen stood up unsteadily and wanted to take a shower, because his body was wet with sweat.
In a short period of time, most of his body recovered, and his metabolic rate was terrifying. Now that he stopped, he felt sticky and uncomfortable.
Wang Xuan stopped him and said: "No, just lie back and let Qingmu wipe it for you. After a while, many people will come to see you, united as one, to pass on life for you."
Old Chen was confused, what's going on? I always have a bad feeling!
As soon as he said this, half of Wang Xuan's face fell off, and Qingmu looked at him. It's not out of fear, but out of envy. Is this okay?
Of course he knows that Wang Xuan is practicing the Golden Body Technique, so he is starting to shed his skin again?
"Okay, have we reached the sixth floor? "Old Chen felt that it would be quite scary if he could practice the Golden Body Technique to the sixth level at this age.
"It's not even interesting. "Wang Xuan said, and then added: "The main reason is that this female swordsman is too cautious. She always strikes me with sword light and is too distracted. "
Aren't you feeling guilty?! Lao Chen wanted to hit him, but who spent more time getting hit? It makes me cry if I talk too much.
Aoki was dizzy after hearing this. Come on, these two people have been talking "black talk"!
Suddenly, Wang Xuan felt something was wrong, as if there was a cold sword pointed at him, as if the female sword fairy was approaching again. !
He was a little confused, could the female swordsman really interfere in the world?
Wang Xuan immediately became serious and said: "Old Chen, let me tell you, Fairy's kindness and generosity prevented her from killing you. You and I both need to be grateful, especially you. She saved your life by letting you heal on location. ”
As soon as Lao Chen saw his posture, he knew something was wrong. When he glanced at it from the corner of his eye, he was immediately frightened.
The female sword fairy’s hand bones were charred and black. The golden luster actually flickered, and the bone itself seemed to tremble slightly.
Wang Xuan wanted to wipe away the cold sweat. Can this fairy really affect the real world?
He! He quickly said: "Old Qing, don't return this bone to the relevant departments. It will be donated later. Of course, don't show it to outsiders. "
Wang Xuan and Lao Chen have a tacit understanding and will not mention this matter again. They both realize that the immortals who leave real bones are different and mysterious.
At the same time, the two of them speculated that the remaining true bones from the feather seemed to be very important to the former female sword fairy!
"Old Chen, your injury is not healed yet, do you want to continue? "Wang Xuan asked.
There is also a piece of rough jade in the room and a piece of white and smooth bone, both of which contain strong mysterious factors and can theoretically open up interior locations.
Old Chen Youyou said: "Slow down first, everything looks like a sword to me now, even Qingmu walking towards me, I feel like a sword light as thick as a bucket is coming at me again. ”
Qingmu opened his mouth. He obviously had a slim waist and arms, but were they that thick?!
Wang Xuan looked at the shiny white bone, which was another piece of feathered remains. The real bones were a little hairy, and he decided that it was time for tonight, and he needed to calm down.
Lao Chen glanced at the white bones, his expression changed slightly, and he was now a little psychologically shadowed. /p>
Wang Xuan said: "Old Chen, it is impossible for you to be resurrected recently, and you will have to lie down for several months, or a year and a half. ”
Aoki nodded, thinking that what Xiao Wang said was relatively safe. After all, this matter was too mysterious. A man who was destined to die was actually going to live again. If Lao Chen really walked out, something big would happen.
Old Chen naturally understood the importance of this, but when he saw his apprentice discussing with Wang Xuan there, discussing when he would be dying, when he would be half dead, and when he would be completely alive, he still felt like he was sinking in the world. He felt like life and death had to be planned and arranged in advance. He was speechless for a while and wanted to shout, is there any justice? This world is too dark!
"Lao Chen, lie down, many people will come to visit you soon." Wang Xuan reminded that he was going to bed and it was not suitable to stay here for a long time.
"Many people? What's the situation?" Lao Chen asked.
Aoki told him that in the battle of Congling, the great master of the old arts was dying, and many people followed him to Ancheng, including people from all walks of life in the old arts field and the chaebol.
Lao Chen felt that he finally heard something comfortable tonight, smiled, nodded and said: "My prestige and reputation are not bad."
"Yes. Ah." Wang Xuan nodded and sighed: "It can be said that Ancheng is expensive now."
"What do you mean?" Lao Chen was very keen and felt that this was not a good thing.
"That's the literal meaning. The wreaths in Ancheng are very expensive nowadays." Wang Xuan told him calmly.
Lao Chen, who had just laid down, sat up when he heard this, his eyebrows were twitching, his eyes were quite unkind, and he asked Aoki what was going on?
Wang Xuan glanced at him and said: "There are so many people here, what do you think they are here for? Of course they are all preparing to attend your memorial service."
Old Chen : "..."
Then he gritted his teeth and almost dismantled the bed. It was so outrageous and shameful. Who are these people? He, Old Chen, was not dead yet, and he was preparing to hold a memorial ceremony. Got it? !
Wang Xuan explained: "The main reason is that after expert consultation, it was determined that the manpower was exhausted, and they thought that you could lie down for two or three days, so a group of people came and waited for you to be buried.
p>Old Chen Qian stared, speechless, and lamented again, the world is too dark! People are not dead yet, a large group of people rushed over to hold a memorial service for him, and there is heaven. !
Wang Xuan also sighed: "Old Chen, I have to say that your reputation is indeed quite great, from the deputy of the relevant departments in the old land to the representatives of major chaebols and large organizations. Elites from all walks of life in the old arts field, as well as important local figures in Anseong, as well as people from all walks of life, came one after another, from new stars to old people, all of them gave you face, Old Chen, so many people saw you off, The wreaths in Anseong are almost sold out. ”
Lao Chen stared at him and then at Aoki, what kind of nonsense is this?
Aoki was embarrassed and a little guilty, because even he thought he was old before. Chen was so frustrated that he was ready to start the funeral ceremony.
Wang Xuan said again: "However, there is a serious problem here. It should come.Almost all of them are here, and even those who haven’t arrived will show up tomorrow. However, everyone is waiting for you, Old Chen, to drive to the west, but if you never die, these people will probably not know what to do. Do they have to wait for a few more days? "
"Shut up! Lao Chen couldn't stand it anymore and was so angry that he said, "I'll make you wait forever!" Who are these people? It’s so shameful! ”
Wang Xuan left in a hurry and went to sleep. His golden body skills were improved and his heart was filled with joy. He slept very soundly and sweetly.
Aoki started to dance witchcraft again. Wu, receive others.
Old Chen almost rolled off the bed to the ground. Whose trick was this? Touch, the damn life is passed on!
He felt troubled and had goosebumps all over his body. He had to hold back his vitality and pretend to be dead. As a result, the hair on his hands and feet was almost lost by being touched. It was simply unbearable. !
It was not until late at night that everything ended. Aoki almost collapsed from the witch dance, and Lao Chen wanted to scream to the sky again.
Wang Xuan got up early in the morning. I had a very good sleep this time, so I ran to find Aoki and asked him to tell Lao Chen that he would go into the interior location at night.
"You mean, there will be another round of life transfer at night? ! "Old Chen wanted to give Qingmu a slap.
"Xiao Wang said that in order to avoid suspicion, he could not meet you in private and could only use that occasion. "Aoki said guiltily, after all, he was involved in it.
Old Chen was so angry that he said: "Why didn't he tell me earlier? If you knew this was the case, even if I was struck to death by sword light and eaten by demons last night, I would persist to the end and would never wait until tonight for another round! "
...
On this day, many people came to the manor in the suburbs, all of whom were preparing to hold a "meeting" for Lao Chen, and all of them had great backgrounds.< /p>
In the evening, Wang Xuan and Lao Chen had a tacit understanding. They didn’t even choose the piece of bones. They were really afraid of being tossed around, so they used the piece of raw jade to open the interior scene.
"Old Chen. , have you seen the interior scene? Can you go in? "Wang Xuan asked.
Old Chen's eyes were darkened. He felt nothing and could not see anything. As expected, he still needed "Wang Jiaozu" to guide him.
Wang Xuan was so tired. Exhausted, literally vomiting blood, and feeling like his mental energy was about to collapse, he finally sent Lao Chen in with difficulty.
This time, both of them were ready for a big fight, but in the end, they were in the inner scene. It was so peaceful, there was no war at all.
There was indeed someone, an elegant middle-aged man, who smiled at them and raised his glass, and then... he flew away. I left the interior location with no trace and never came back.
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