Trying to keep clean every day

Law enforcement disciples take people away, and they still need to interrogate carefully before there is a result, and the matter will come to an end first.

Duan Xiao turned and left, without thinking, he knew why he went, "Hey, are you going to practice sword again?"

Although he didn't hear the answer, Shen Huan was used to it. With Duan Xiao's cold face, it would be strange when he could stop talking to him.

But that's right, in such an environment where the jungle preys on the jungle, and something like today happened again, it is time to work harder in order to be able to protect yourself.Just now, the feeling of being slaughtered by others is really bad, and Shen Hu still feels sick until now.

Shen Mian doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas. After all, no matter how much incense you receive in the temple, a catastrophe is imminent. I have never seen any gods and Buddhas descend from the sky to save anyone, so I have to rely on myself at critical moments.

At that time, Shen Huan felt that he was about to confess where he was, this thing was disgusting, he wanted to hit his head to death.Before hitting him to death, he thought about kicking that bastard to kill his children and grandchildren, but he didn't expect to kick it crookedly, it's useless.

Instead, Duan Xiao fell from the sky.

Cut off his hand with a sword, the bloody scene was scary at the time, but now that I think about it, that person was not wronged at all.Let me fall into his hands, I'm afraid it will be even worse.Although Shen An grew up in a prosperous, democratic, civilized and harmonious modern society, he really didn't have the opportunity to witness the big scene of murder, arson, blood spattering on the spot, but that doesn't mean he is easy to bully.Back then, he had done a lot of acts of righteousness, and the tip of the gangster's knife almost left the brand of a hero on his face.People don't offend me, I don't offend others, Shen An was so angry that his stomach was nauseated, Duan Xiao's slashing was excellent, next time there is a chance, Shen An would like to make up for it himself.

Duan Xiao, as an outstanding golden elixir player, still practices so hard, look at himself, he has no ability to protect himself, and he sleeps around all day long until noon, Shen An was stimulated and decided to work hard, so he went to participate in the business My respects to Master.

As soon as Shen Han arrived at the Canshang Hall, he breathed evenly and called out "Master". The old master took a sip of his tea, but the teacup hadn't been set down yet, and a terrified Tallinn disciple came to see him on his back.

After a short pause, something happened in Tallinn.

Shen An didn't have a chance to make up the knife, and the law enforcement disciple hurriedly reported that the murderer of Fanzong was killed yesterday before he asked anything.

They looked like: "Tallinn is strictly guarded, no one is allowed to enter, and there is no trace of trespassing in the dungeon of Tallinn. The cause of death of Fan Zongna was investigated, and the tendons and veins were torn, but the skin and flesh were intact."

"The murderer has reached the realm of hurting people from a distance."

The head slammed down the teacup, spilling all the water: "At least, in the mid-Yuanying period."

Looking at the drops of water on the table, the headmaster took out a handkerchief, wiped off the drops of water, screened off the disciples who came to convey the message, and put on that casual demeanor again:

"Fanzong is the territory of the three elders. Since something happened to Fanzong, I will hand over the follow-up to him to investigate, and you all step back."

The Tallinn disciples withdrew from the Shangshang Hall, although they obeyed the arrangement of the master, they were disdainful in their hearts.Heh, Third Elder, He Quansang, ten years ago he made a big mistake that affected the entire sect. The head of the sect showed mercy and never punished him. Since then, he has been submissive for ten years.

What's more, the third elder, like everyone else in Fanzong, can't practice qi. He's just a warrior. How can he investigate a perpetrator in the mid-Yuanying period?If it wasn't for the order of the head, several disciples would not even bother to go to Fanzong to spread the word.

Yuanying, so far, this is the highest level practitioner Shen An has come into contact with, and that person is most likely the inner ghost of that day.Unexpectedly, it didn't take long before he ran into such a difficult master villain.He glanced at his haggard master again, but he didn't know his master's cultivation level.

Shen Shen was curious: "Master, how powerful is Nascent Soul?"

After all, above the Nascent Soul is Huashen, looking at the world, the Nascent Soul is already supreme.

"It's not very powerful. Rare things are valuable. There are only a few Nascent Soul cultivators in the world. On the contrary, they are very fearful in the palace, because they alone can defeat a thousand troops."

...isn't that amazing?

"There is another problem. I don't seem to be able to practice Qi with my physique. Then what else can it do besides causing trouble for me?"

Can also make others happy, a nasty voice came out of the silent mind.

"Practicing qi is the lowest vehicle, but you are different. You can't cultivate true qi, but you can drive the power of vitality. True qi is a dead thing, but the power of vitality is alive and alive. When you truly understand life and death, you will You can take the power of nature for your use, the natural vitality is far away, and the spiritual power is endless."

Shen Shen nodded, and focused on: understanding life and death.

"If you master 'seeing the heart, living together', the ten Nascent Souls are no match."

"The so-called 'seeing the heart' means that the human heart has all kinds of states. Chances or demons, you can see it for yourself if you put a ray of life on that person's wrist."

Master, the old man, has been babbling for a long time, "seeing the heart", feeling the pulse?No matter how you listen to it, it’s a bit out of the question. What sees opportunities or inner demons, to put it bluntly, is able to spy on other people’s hearts.

When each of them was tossing and turning in horror at midnight and dreaming, whether it was the lingering and beautiful lover who couldn't find it, or the plot that had been kept secret for many years, whoever had no secrets in his heart could not have a demon in his heart.

It turned out to be a good thing, everyone saw it, no one could bear this kind of immoral thing, no wonder everyone shouted and beat me in the original book.

"What about 'Symbiosis'?"

Shen An continued to be curious.

This time, the leader seemed to be carefully choosing his words, with a worried look on his face:

"A person who trains qi will form an inner pill in his body after he builds his foundation. When you realize it, you will also form a spiritual pill. If you cut out the spiritual pill and give it to a dying person, it can save his life. For 'symbiosis'."

"My teacher advises you, don't use the technique of 'symbiosis' lightly."

"Giving the panacea to someone else is putting your life in someone else's hands. From then on, your own vitality is cut off, and you have to rely on that person to continue it for you. It doesn't harm your body, but I'm afraid it's unpredictable. Today is not as good as yesterday."

What if that person doesn't continue for me?

Shen An didn't take it to heart, entrusting his life to others, that's what a fool does, it has nothing to do with him.

In general, the practice of the ethereal body is better than others, and it also comes with mysterious skills such as "seeing the heart" and "symbiosis", which is not without benefits.But when I thought about the major premise, I felt unreliable: "What if I can't comprehend life and death?"

"Then you are right, it can only cause trouble for you. You have no power to protect yourself, and you can't even defeat a monk who has cultivated Qi at the first level."

......

Perched in a smoke cage, lying silently on the couch, he returned disappointed.

Just now Master talked to him for a long time, meaning that now he is simply at the mercy of others, he is afraid of being stolen by thieves, but also afraid of being remembered by thieves.It's fine to dress like a Tang monk, but I don't have any housekeeping skills to protect myself.Shen An felt that the current self was not only meat on the cutting board, but also fell into the wolf's den.

Very sad, but fortunately, Shen An took a drink and brought it back, planning to use alcohol to relieve his worries like others.

Amidst the gloom and gloom, it got dark and Duan Xiao didn't come back.

Duan Xiao's work and rest has always been stable, he went out to practice sword before dawn, and came back to rest when it was completely dark, just like himself who squatted in the library to catch up on papers back then.

But today, it's late at night, and he still hasn't returned.Shen An also thought that there was an inner ghost in the Nascent Soul stage in the sect who repeatedly murdered him and was ruined by Duan Xiao, Shen An was really worried.Duan Xiao won't be retaliated against, right?

A few tens of meters away, Duan Xiao supported the ground with his long sword, his right hand holding the sword was almost trembling, and every step he took was difficult.He remembered the advice of the Seventh Elder, and his internal organs were in severe pain, as if he had rolled in the magma, but his whole body was extremely cold, and the chill pierced his bones.

The Seventh Elder once warned him not to practice any more, otherwise he would lose his life and suffer great pain.

Duan Xiao's face was pale, delicate cold sweat drenched his temples, but there was no expression of pain.Only when there is no one around, the hatred and unwillingness between the brows will be forbearably revealed.

Born with an ice marrow body, it gave him extraordinary talent but also affected his fundamentals, making him have to choose between cultivation and life. The young man couldn't choose the latter when his enemy was not dead.

It happened that he fell to the root of the disease, and every time his cultivation level improved, he had to endure the torment that life would be worse than death.Duan Xiao has never complained, and has no time for him to complain. He only wants to become stronger in his lifetime, and to revenge his old hatred.

Time is running out, Duan Xiao is a little anxious.

For a moment, his heart was agitated, and Duan Xiao's throat was filled with fishy sweetness, and a mouthful of blood came up, and he swallowed it back forcefully.Subconsciously opened his mouth slightly, the tip of his tongue licked away the bright red from the corner of his mouth, but smiled contemptuously.Of course it's ridiculous, because he has no way of knowing how he fell into this cold disease.He couldn't remember, perhaps because he was too young to remember things. When he was very young, he was much more afraid of the cold than ordinary people.

After many days of hard work and hard work, Duan Xiao has reached a breaking point today.

He has reached the middle stage of Golden Core, which is unique in thousands of miles, but he still blames himself for being too slow.Ordinary people are refreshed when they break the mirror, but he has to bear the heart-breaking pain when he breaks the mirror.

Inside the smoke cage, the candlelight is dim.

Shen silently poured himself a drink, after a few cups, his mind was a little messed up, he raised his voice to create an atmosphere, and with the energy of the second grade, he also imitated Li Taibai in reciting poems: "Pull a knife to cut off the water, and the water will flow again, raise a glass to relieve sorrow Even more sad."

— with a bang.

Duan Xiao pushed the door open and came in, with heavy steps and a black iron epee in his hand.

The muffled wine glass was still in mid-air, and looking at the young man walking towards him with a sword in his hand, he felt that he was more drunk than himself: "Duan Xiao, how did you bring back the iron sword in the schoolyard? It’s public property, what are you doing, embezzling public property?”

The young man stood in front of Shen Huan, his pale and cold face met Shen Huan's drunken look, Duan Xiao suddenly felt his throat dry and itchy, and the smell of blood between his lips and teeth was even worse, and he desperately needed something to quench his thirst.He didn't hear what Shen Shen asked him at all, and he didn't answer, looking at the slightly rosy face in front of him from alcohol, he felt that the smell of alcohol in the room was full of Shen Shen's breath.

He roughly grabbed the wine glass in Shen An's hand, and drank it down.The wine was very spicy, it overwhelmed the smell of blood in Duan Xiao's mouth, no wonder Shen Han was a little drunk.

Duan Xiao filled the wine glass in his hand, and handed it back to Shen An gently: "The wine is not bad."

In a daze, he took the wine glass, touched his lips and drank.Yes, Not Bad......

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Duan Xiao stretched out his hand to the back of his neck, and lightly exerted force on the big acupoint, and Shen Han passed out in his arms. The half glass of wine in his hand poured out, soaking his collar, and the wine glass Loudly.

Duan Xiao looked at the person in his arms, but his eyes were not cold, but rather confused.