Taoist enchanting [cultivation]

Xuanyan glanced at him.

"Walk at will."

Qin Shi frowned slightly, but suddenly approached him. He stepped back a few steps and sat directly on the couch.

"Well, there is a fishy smell. You went to the lake." Qin Shi said firmly, "Soaked for so long? Most of the day? Why didn't you drown?"

Xuanyan grasped the point of his anger, lowered his eyes: "It's a small mistake, it made the general worry."

"I'm so fucking worried that you're going to die!" Qin Shi cursed angrily, slapped him down on the couch, flipped the back of the knife, and put it on his neck, "I've been waiting for you all day, even the group of The bastard didn't even bother, just to teach you how to use a knife! Do you still want to take revenge!"

There was a moment of silence.

Xuanyan was instantly surprised and hostile.

He has always been a silent big fat man, how did General Qin find out?

"I am very familiar with this expression." Dao Mian patted his face lightly, and General Qin sneered, "Dropped from the sky, the origin is unknown, and with this expression, do you dare to say that you don't want revenge?"

Having said all this, Xuan Yan took a deep breath: "I avenge my teacher, and I am at odds with that person. I hope the general will be considerate, don't stop me, and don't bother me." Still Concealed the identity of the monk.

General Qin sneered: "Stop talking nonsense, you still have to get up and practice tomorrow morning. You can't even beat a martial artist like me. If the opponent has monks, you are going to die!"

Xuanyan was hit on a sore spot by these words.

"How do you know that I'm going to die?"

A wind suddenly blew up in the middle of the night, and everyone in the Shenwu camp was asleep. The sound of the wind suddenly blew up, bringing out the sound of fierce sword clashes.

The people who were close to the school grounds secretly lifted the tent door, only to see General Qin's fierce gaze, and immediately shrank back in fright.

The night wind was crying like a ghost, and Zhong Lin was woken up by his roommate early the next morning.

Zhong Lin was at a loss, not knowing what kind of corpse his partner asked him to collect. He yawned and walked to the school grounds, and was startled by the person lying on the ground.

Fatty Ma, who hadn't seen anyone all day yesterday, was lying on the ground, like a pool of pork rolling in the dust.General Qin stood aside expressionlessly, carefully wiping his broadsword, the light of the sword made him tremble.

After dragging him back to the general's tent, Zhong Lin stripped him of his clothes and was terrified by his wounds.

Starting from the shoulders, purple-red bruises spread all over the body in patches, and nowhere can be seen.He carefully applied the medicine to Fatty Ma, looking at the hideous scar on his chest, he couldn't help but sigh.

When he fell down and was still bleeding, with a big hole in his chest, a person who seemed to be unable to survive, how could he come back to life like this? Is this still a human being?

Zhong Lin has been serving Qin Shi for a long time, and he is more delicate in his work, but after all, he is still not as light as his sixth brother who is proficient in medicine.When his whole body smelled of ointment, Zhong Lin looked up and saw him open his eyes.

"You're awake, how did you get beaten up like this?" Zhong Lin wiped his sweat, "Just ask General Qin for your crimes earlier, why bother to contradict the general?"

"..." Xuan Yan couldn't understand his thoughts, "Why do you want to apologize?"

Zhong Lin looked at him strangely, "The general beat you, you must have done something wrong."

Xuanyan took a deep breath, and said as calmly as possible: "Obviously I am tortured every day..."

Zhong Lin reacted quickly, and sneered: "Running ten laps a day is torture? Fatty Ma, the general is doing it for your own good. Don't be ignorant."

Xuan Yan still wanted to argue, but Zhong Lin slapped his bruise, causing him to fall back on his back in pain.

"Everyone in the Shenwu Camp was trained by the general in this way. Half a year ago, we met Fanren and fought a fierce battle. Only our Shenwu Camp has the most brothers who survived."

Xuan Yan rubbed his temples wearily, "It's just a way to deal with ordinary soldiers..." He was almost about to tell his story.

Zhong Lin pinched his bruise, "You can't say that. It's not that the general has never fought with monks. It was also half a year ago that the brothers had just finished fighting and rested near Pulan. I personally went to Pulan Town to buy wound medicine, and met a group of unreasonable monks. It is said that the monks wanted to buy and sell by force, and the general drew his sword in a rage. With a big knife and a long whip, I insisted that they didn't touch me, and finally I bought the medicine back safely."

Xuan Yan felt that this was a bit familiar, as if he had heard the ninth brother Xuan Jue mention it.A few disciples who had just started were domineering in Pulan Town, were beaten half to death, and sent a signal for help in desperation.In the end, he couldn't avoid Senior Brother Xuanjue's heavy punishment.

He was in a trance, Zhong Lin spoke with great interest, and slapped his thigh, causing him to cry out in pain.

"The general often teaches us that no matter how you practice martial arts, you will always reach the same goal by different paths. Moreover, the general treats you so well, makes you a close servant, and even teaches you personally. Now I go to Pulan Town to buy wound medicine for you in person. How can I do that? It's not such a good life..."

Xuan Yan fell silent, Zhong Lin rubbed his wrists: "It's getting late, I should go to the school grounds to get a shot. If you can move, clean up this place, the general will not see weapons lying around."

As soon as the chattering Zhong Lin left, Xuanyan calmed down, carefully savored what he said, and felt that it was very reasonable.

Regardless of ordinary martial arts or Taoism practice, when reaching the realm of transformation, there is always the same goal, regardless of the difference.Qin Shi was able to defeat the monks with one against three with the power of a martial artist, even if those few had just started, they were already very powerful.

His master, Elder Ling Yuan, also said the same thing. Legend has it that there was an ancestor who did not practice Taoism, but only studied martial arts, and he was able to overcome the tribulation and ascend to the throne, and attained the Dao.

Now that his cultivation base is not enough, maybe he can try this method.

He just lay down, glanced at Qin Shi's bed, thought of something instantly, and broke out in a cold sweat.

Qianji Jiansui!

Qin Shi took Qianji Jiansui to Pulan Town where Xuantianmen often appeared!

Pulan Town is a pearl sixty miles east of Xihaiyuan, with abundant water sources and many fertile fields.Thirty miles to the northeast, one can reach the gate of Xuantianmen, one of the most famous sects of self-cultivation in the world.Every two years, Xuantian Sect will send elders or direct disciples of the sect head to Pulan Town to select disciples, so there are often ordinary people here who want to join Xuantian Sect.

Xuanyan showed the badge of the general's valet, and borrowed a good horse to go to Pulan Town.

This year coincided with Xuantianmen's selection of disciples, Pulan town was crowded with people, not much more than the capital.Some sat on the side of the street, pretending to be a worldly expert, and some sat by the window of the inn, reciting poems and fighting each other, racking their brains to come up with strange tricks, all in order to attract the attention of the Xuantianmen who didn't know where to hide.

He didn't care about those who wanted to cultivate, he tried his best to recall where the medicine shops in Pulan Town were, and led his horse to look for them one by one.

Xuan Lin chose to rebel this year, probably because the senior brother of the sect leader said "you must have someone with potential" as a disciple, and he intends to win the championship at the Dongtian Conference next year.When they recruited powerful disciples, Xuan Lin's accumulated minions would not be successful, so they rebelled before selecting new disciples.

He slapped his forehead, dismissed those things, and concentrated on recalling the location of the pharmacy.

As an elder, he once presided over the selection for the first 300 years, and later handed over the matter to Xuan Lin.Although it's been a long time, I still haven't forgotten it, so enduring the pain on my body, I went to the largest Jinyu medicine shop in Pulan Town.

In that pharmacy, Xuan Yan saw Qin Shi's figure.

Even if he didn't sleep most of the night, Qin Shi was not much better than him.Under the deep eyes are thick and colorful black shadows, and the whole person is leaning on the long knife, unable to cheer up.

There were a lot of people grabbing medicines in the Jinyu Pharmacy, and the queue had already cleared the shop door.Xuan Yan passed through the thick crowd and walked towards Qin Shi lightly.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

A long-haired hand reached out from the team, slapped him on the back, and grabbed his clothes to prevent him from moving forward.Xuan Yan was annoyed, his face was not good-looking, he pointed to Qin Shi who didn't notice the movement here: "Look for my lord."

The man who caught him was a tall man like a bear. Hearing this, he couldn't help but stare at him suspiciously, "Such a fat guard? Didn't he bring a knife? Does your lord have any brain problems?"

Xuanyan choked, and didn't want to entangle with him any more, and left after pleading guilty.The man clicked his tongue twice, still holding on to him: "Don't go, sneaky, go in and steal the purse, right?"

As soon as these words came out, at least half of the people in the pharmacy subconsciously covered the money bag, and looked at them one after another.Xuanyan was even more annoyed, but still suppressed his voice: "You are so rude, I am looking for my lord, what does it have to do with you?"

"That's fine, let your adults come and take you away."

Xuanyan wanted to steal Jiansui away, but he froze for a moment and didn't speak.The man was complacent: "Look, it really is here to steal!"

This time even the clerk from the pharmacy came over to ask the two of them, Xuan Yan didn't know how to explain, but the man let out a scream, clutching his severed arm, rolled on the ground and writhed, howling repeatedly.

Xuanyan was startled, but a soft snake-like voice sounded behind him: "All dogs in the way deserve to die."

The crowd split a path in an instant, looking at the person coming with either surprise or fear.Xuan Yan was pushed back by the crowd, and only saw a moon-white sleeve from the gap, and the slightly swaying waist plate of the man with white characters on a blue background and gold-edged seal script from the gap.

Xuantianmen is a generation of Qing characters.

The clerk of the Jinyu Medicine Shop obviously knew this man very well, so he sent a little drug boy to help the man whose arm had been cut off, and a well-dressed clerk came up to him and asked, "Master Qingji, what medicine do you want?" It's all ready."

"En." The man responded casually, "Where is the treasure I want?"

"It's all ready too."

The man smiled and pressed a point between the buddy's eyebrows, and the buddy's face that was full of smiles froze immediately, and he ran away crying and howling while covering the dog's tail growing between his eyebrows.

It's a good seedling of wood spirit root, what a pity.

Xuan Yan didn't rush to stand out, but stood on tiptoe, looking for Qin Shi's shadow in the crowd.At the same time, two other guys kept taking out the wound medicine from the medicine cabinet, packed them separately, and handed them to the man respectfully.

The full medicine cabinet was emptied in an instant, and there was not a single grass left.

The crowd sighed in disappointment, and quite a few turned around and left.The man lifted the medicine bag in satisfaction, but was blocked by a long knife.

It was also at this time that Xuan Yan's hand extended towards Qianji Jiansui froze.

The man hissed lightly and looked along the handle of the knife.Qin Shi smiled lightly, the hilt of the knife trembled, and the clear sound resounded.

"Leave the wound medicine first."