The first sword repair in history [rebirth]

"Okay, now you can say, who is that demon cultivator?" Qiao Zheng asked, looking down at the withered bone Taoist who couldn't move on the ground and almost all the veins in his body were broken.

"You...you..." Withered Bones Taoist couldn't complete a single word, he had already vomited several mouthfuls of blood, probably seriously injured.

The appearance of the withered bone Taoist naturally fell into the eyes of Jian Xiuran who had already wiped out all the puppets.

He thought it was funny, it was really funny.

In Jian Xiuran's eyes, the Taoist with bones who was unattainable and powerful was just a slightly more powerful ant in front of these two monks.So what about the stage of transformation into a god? Qiao Zheng was right in saying that no matter how powerful his cultivation was, he could only rely on the impact of other people's true energy, and he couldn't be counted as his own.At the moment when the Withered Bones Taoist was knocked down by Qiao Zheng, his small streamer had lost control, and was cut off by Jian Xiuran, and those puppets in the physical bodies of the senior brothers also used a blazing fire formula and burned them all .If the brothers were still there, they would probably not want their bodies to be used like this. If Jian Xiuran didn't want to let them go to the ground, but burn them clean, maybe there would be no such things behind. .

However, this one-sided fight still gave Jian Xiuran a huge blow.

The most powerful thing about a monk is strength!

The most important thing for a monk is strength.

If he is strong, it doesn't matter if there are ten or hundreds of withered bones, since he can be crushed to death easily.If he is strong, even if the withered bone Taoist pinches the bodies of his senior brothers, he can still kill them instead of driving them away sneakily.In the final analysis, he is still not strong enough. In this cultivation world where the jungle preys on the weak, there are not many monks who are like the Taoist with bones, and there are even many monks who are as powerful as Qiao Zheng.These innumerable cultivators stepped into the realm of comprehension one after another, either being stepped on the soles of their feet, or trampled on the soles of others, without exception.

By this time, Jian Xiuran somewhat understood what the Taoist withered bones did. The doctor was really too weak.Even if the degree of catastrophe he encountered was lower than that of ordinary people, even if the ascension rate of the medical repairer was the highest, it still couldn't change the fact that the medical repairer was the weakest before ascension.One drink and one peck, one's own destiny.Where in the world does everything perfect come from?But understanding does not mean doing it.

"Jian Xiuran...cough cough, save me." After coughing up several mouthfuls of blood, Taoist Withered Bones was finally able to speak a few words smoothly, but he didn't answer Qiao Zheng's question. It has died a thousand times by now.It's just that Qiao Zheng didn't care at all. He was not afraid of his defeated generals when the withered bone Taoist was in high spirits, let alone now?

Jian Xiuran looked at him quietly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then, he made a cutting gesture with his hand on the side of his neck, "Goodbye."

Taoist Withered Bones is dead, his meridians are cut off, and Nascent Soul is also crushed, and the true essence he absorbed from others has begun to eat back at this moment, Taoist Withered Bones can't live for a stick of incense, even if Nie Duanhua comes Can't save him.Taoist Withered Bones himself was a medical practitioner, so of course he knew that he would not survive.However, there is still a way, and monks in the Nascent Soul stage can seize the house.

As a Taoist with bones in the transformation stage, even if the combat power is scum, after Yuan Ying was crushed by Qiao Zheng, he still took the house once.And the body he chose was naturally Jian Xiuran.He had this idea after he discovered that he was aging rapidly.Drain Jian Xiuran's true essence, crush his spiritual consciousness, make him powerless to resist, and then proceed to seize the house, which can increase the chance of seizing the house.

"You, you swore." Withered Bones Taoist's eyes had begun to blur, his only life-saving straw was Jian Xiuran.Jian Xiuran made a poisonous oath, if he violated the oath, Jian Xiuran would not be able to survive.

"Yes, I forgot."

Jian Xiuran fell lightly to the ground, and as soon as he finished speaking, the spirit sword in his hand fell heavily to the ground as if it had lost its aura.

The aura in the body was like a torrent of water, it was suddenly divided into streams at the fork in the road, and then... burst out of the body.

The aura of a peak cultivator in the Jindan period is enough to moisten this small mountain without much aura, and the flowers and plants on the ground grow at a speed that is almost visible to the naked eye.And Jian Xiuran's face also began to turn pale, if he hadn't forced himself to stand up, he might have been lying on the ground now.

The consequences of his breaking his oath had already begun when he refused the last call for help from the Withered Bones Taoist.

And the vitality of the withered bone Taoist also disappeared without knowing it, and soon there was no movement.Those backlashed true essence didn't leave him even a little bit of vitality, and even his soul was shattered, but this was the result of his practice of that evil sect.His soul flew out of his body, and he seemed to want to fight with Joe for help, but Qiao Zheng ignored him.

"I know that person, it's Qiu Wushang, right?" Qiao Zheng said these words calmly, he could guess it, but he just wanted to confirm it.The current appearance of Taoist Withered Bones also proved this point. Except for Qiu Wushang, he couldn't find anyone with such evil skills.Qiao Zheng waved his hand lightly, and the soul of the Taoist withered bones could no longer be maintained illegally, and quickly dissipated between heaven and earth.At the same time, Qiao Zheng's mission Yujianli's mission about the Withered Bones Taoist was also eliminated at once.

Tang Sanyang looked in Jian Xiuran's direction thoughtfully, and couldn't help but sighed for him in his heart. After all, he still couldn't bear to see such a good talent and beauty [only for sword repairers] buried here, and secretly beat him. A trace of true energy passed over to protect Jian Xiuran's heart.What he can do, what is allowed by the heaven of this world, is only to this extent, and the rest is all up to Jian Xiuran himself.

Jian Xiuran is different from the Taoist with bones. Although he broke his oath, he has practiced medicine for many years and has accumulated an unknown amount of merit, which is enough to leave him with a glimmer of life.It's just that the lost true energy cannot be returned, and his golden core is naturally broken into pieces.

Qiao Zheng walked back to Tang Sanyang, took his hand, and looked in Jian Xiuran's direction, "He can't die, but he probably has to start from the beginning." Starting from a mortal with no foundation, if he If he can rebuild his foundation before his lifespan ends.

Jian Xiuran should be grateful that he was originally a medical practitioner, and he should also thank Qiao Zheng for defeating the Taoist withered bones before he made a move, so the Great Returning Pill hidden in his ring was useless.

The doctor was able to exert the effectiveness of the elixir to [-]%, so with the last trace of true energy left in his body, he ate the Great Returning Pill, which prolonged his life for twenty years.

Ordinary mortals don't live to be a hundred years old. In this world, mortals can only live between sixty and seventy years, and Jian Xiuran's cultivation time has exceeded the age that an ordinary person should live.Therefore, after the zhenyuan and the golden core were shattered, returning to a mortal body meant that he should die of old age.And after the Great Returning Pill was fully absorbed and saved his life, it allowed him to live another 20 years.

After 20 years of foundation building success, the lifespan can be extended. Naturally, the person who built the foundation for the second time cannot be the same as the person who built the foundation for the first time.

In other words, if Jian Xiuran wants to survive, he needs to establish a foundation within 20 years, form an alchemy within 50 years, and form a Nascent Soul within a hundred years. Only then can he repay the life he owed before.Such a result was already the best result he could get after breaking his oath.In other words, the result was beyond expectation. There are three key factors here, one is Tang Sanyang's true energy, the other is the Great Returning Pill, and his own merits.In this country where people practice a lot of Taoism, the merits bestowed by the Dao of Heaven will be much more than that of ordinary monks.Due to various factors, Jian Xiuran survived.

"Thank you, senior." Jian Xiuran's appearance was much more turbulent than before.

If he looked like a handsome young man before, now he is already a young man in his late thirties.However, his face was extremely relaxed, and there was a lot of gloom in the brows. The shackles he had carried for many years were lifted, and the bodies of his senior brothers were all destroyed.All the karma between him and Yi Xiugu has been cut off.

"You're welcome." Tang Sanyang accepted his thanks frankly.

Next, Jian Xiuran's words made Qiao Zheng's face look a little uneasy, "Senior, I want to learn the way of swords again. Although the journey of medical cultivation is open in the later stage, it is not what I want. I don't know if senior can tell me the name. If there is a destiny in the future, Maybe you can meet senior's disciples."

"Tang Sanyang is his Taoist companion." Tang Sanyang turned his head to look at Qiao Zheng, because Qiao Zheng's weak heart, which had been a little violent before, finally condensed a lot. See, sword cultivators are indeed more popular.As for Qiao Zheng's change... Forget it, in fact, his Taoist partner is better, so he should feel even happier.What made him even more displeased was that the Taoist companion had changed so much that he didn't notice it at all?

"This is the token of the Qiyuan Sword Dao Sect." Tang Sanyang thought for a while, and handed the token given to him by the Qiyuan Sword Dao Sect to Jian Xiuran, "Whether you can be taken by them or not is up to you." Tang Sanyang has never been stingy with juniors who can be supported.If there is not even a stronger junior to challenge along the way of kendo, life would be too boring.

"I will definitely not disappoint Senior Tang." Jian Xiuran nodded, bid farewell to Tang Sanyang and Qiao Zheng, and left here step by step.

He hasn't tried the feeling of being a mortal for a long time, and his body is too heavy, but his mood is extremely relaxed.

Maybe he should go back to Huichun Residence to say goodbye to those people, they are all very nice people.He has already thought of a way to stop the hands and feet made of dry bones in their bodies, and there are some hands he has seen that helped him before. Jian Xiuran did not dare to see them in the past, fearing that they would all be targeted by dry bones , now, you can go to see them one by one.

……

"I'm no longer a doctor."

"I know, I can see that you are just a mortal now. But you saved me, I will escort you to the Qiyuan Sword Dao Gate."

"It was not my intention to save you. Those of your good friends and masters all died at the hands of the bones, and I was just an accomplice."

"If it's an accomplice, you won't save me^_^."

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"The task is solved, but you are frowning." Tang Sanyang raised his hand and slowly smoothed Qiao Zheng's frowning brows, "Did you think of something?"

"It's still you who understand me." Qiao Zheng could no longer pretend to be calm and breezy at the moment, "Actually, after knowing the skills of the Taoist with bones was given by Qiu Wushang, I thought of a possibility. I can even know , Why did Qiu Wushang cultivate such a person?"

All this is because Taoist Withered Bones is a medical practitioner, and Duilizhong is the best in the world, and the one with the greatest potential is considered a medical practitioner.

So he gave this exercise to the dry bone, not asking for his character, but only hoped that his cultivation could quickly reach the stage of transformation.

Such a person must have more than one dead bone in countless worlds, and even more than one in Duili world, it's just that they haven't been discovered.Among the medical exercises, there is a special "juejue" that can bring monks back to life, the real flesh and bones of the living dead.In the past, the master accidentally told him that a monk who asked Nie Duanhua to save his dead monk came to his door, hoping that Nie Duanhua would use that method to save him, but Nie Duanhua refused and was beaten away by Qiu Wushang .

"The only requirement of that Jue is that it needs nine medical practitioners in the stage of transforming gods to offer sacrifices, and if nine are replaced by one, people can be saved." Qiao Zheng thought, with the almost unresolved depression in his eyes, Qiu Wu Who the wounded society wants to save is almost a question that Qiao Zheng doesn't need to consider, "Perhaps the only thing I should be thankful for is that the medical practitioners in the transformation stage are rare. If you want to gather a few, it is absolutely impossible without a few hundred years." .”

"A Zheng, stop talking, someone is coming." Tang Sanyang pulled Qiao Zheng behind him, showing a vigilant look in front of Qiao Zheng for the first time.

"What he said is actually not wrong." There was a little helplessness on the handsome face of the visitor, "It is difficult for medical practitioners to advance, and there are even fewer medical practitioners who can reach the stage of transforming gods. Originally, I was ordered to come here to pick up Liu Xingyuan, but you Just kill people."

"I, Yin Hensheng, have met this fellow Taoist...and Junior Brother Qiao." The warm smile on Yin Hensheng's face, coupled with the gloom that could not be concealed between his brows, contrasted very strongly.

The author has something to say: ps: Qiu Wushang’s prison play is different from what we understand, how could it be a simple prison╭(╯^╰)╮You guys underestimate the mind of an enchanted swordsman!