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Attracted by Lu Xuan, Shenyin did not go to Zhuang Qiu in time, and when he remembered again, Zhuang Qiu seemed to be fine.

Shenyin thought, after all, inner demons are a very private matter, and if he asks rashly, it may aggravate Zhuang Qiu's inner demons. Now that the inner demons are gone, everyone will be happy, so he should stop adding trouble.

So Shenyin only gave Zhuang Qiu a bottle of good recovery elixir, and didn't bother about his inner demons anymore.

On the way back from Qingcheng sent to Qingyuan Mountains, Zhuang Qiu kept his eyes closed on Cangluan's body to meditate.

The elixir given by the master is very effective, the skin and flesh injuries have fully recovered, but the poison is still flowing in Zhuang Qiu's blood, attacking his heart from time to time.

After these days of weariness, the poison has gradually shown signs of weakening. Presumably, as long as he endures it a few more times, the poison should be completely cured.

Zhuang Qiu didn't tell others that he came here in the same way before.

During the time on the mountain, he was not often injured. Those few serious injuries were suffered by Taixuan Sword Sect. Dabi is number one.

It's just that the master doesn't care about these false names, and he doesn't care what other people think of him. The master doesn't like to go out of the mountains, and he doesn't interact with people much.

But Zhuang Qiu couldn't, he couldn't hear others say that Shenyin was a lonely god of war, and he didn't want to hear them say that Shenyin's combat power was not worthy of being an elder.

There will always be injuries in the competition, Zhuang Qiu doesn't want to disturb the master with these things, and he is trying his best to earn a false name, and the master will not agree.

The habit formed over the years has already made Zhuang Qiu embarrassed to say what kind of injury he has suffered, and it will be fine in the end, so there is no need to say it or not.

Cang Luan finally flew back to the Qingyuan Mountains, and when he saw the familiar top of the mountain, Zhuang Qiu's body, which he had been lifting all the time, finally relaxed.

It was also at this time that the poison lurking in his body attacked violently, he relaxed his guard for a while, the poison blazed into his heart, he closed his eyes, and fell straight from the Cangluan.

The last thing he saw was Ji Qingning's pupils constricted from shock.

The howling wind blew past Zhuang Qiu's ears.

He smiled strangely.

When he wakes up again.

I don't know what day it is.

He felt his throat was terribly dry, and his whole body felt a little weak.

His ears could faintly hear something.

There was noise from outside the door.

The voice was very recognizable, Xiao Yi's voice was very distinctive, cold and a bit upbeat, usually with a stinky face, it looked like everyone owed him 800 million.

He is indeed very picky, a spirit stone can't wait to be broken into two halves.

"I asked you to take care of him, and you took care of him into the dog's stomach? Just send the man back to me like this. Do you know that if it is later, the man will not be rescued. He will be deaf for the rest of his life. You told me that you didn't notice the distance of ten meters?" This was Xiao Yi's voice.

"You can't blame me, Zhuang Qiu is too good at hiding, who can tell that he was poisoned and seriously injured." Qinghong felt guilty and wronged, she was only thinking about how much she could exchange for that female praying mantis On the spirit stone, I didn't pay attention to Zhuang Qiu, but Zhuang Qiu himself didn't say anything, so there is something wrong with it.

"Zhuang Qiu has been a boring gourd since he was a child. He was about to be beaten to death at the year-end meeting and he continued to compete. Don't you know his temperament? You can't pay more attention. He is only as old as you are." Xiao Yi pointed Qinghong's nose said.

Qinghong's face was full of dissatisfaction, Zhuang Qiu was 22 anyway, wouldn't he say that he was injured, this Xiao Yi, if you are angry, just get angry, and you must take your anger on him.

Zhuang Qiu pushed open the door, bowed to Xiao Yi and Qinghong and said, "Uncle Master, Uncle Qinghong."

Hearing Zhuang Qiu's hoarse voice, Xiao Yi turned his head, and said with the same indifferent and mocking look: "Yo, you still know how to talk, I thought you wouldn't make a sound because you were poisoned."

Zhuang Qiu smiled wryly: "Sect Master, please stop making fun of me."

"I don't want to make fun of you. You have to give me this chance. Look at what you have made of yourself."

"The poison could have been cured, but I was careless."

"Yeah, I almost became deaf in a moment of carelessness, and Zhuang Qiu, what happened to your sea of ​​consciousness, when I was healing you, your sea of ​​consciousness was very hostile, and you were about to attack me directly."

Zhuang Qiu didn't change his face, and said lightly: "It may be the sequelae left by the Gu insect attack, I can take care of it."

Xiao Yi said sarcastically: "You will make big things into small things. If you hadn't fallen from Cang Luan, I should have seen your dead body."

"How can I? I still don't know about my own body. Look, uncle, I brought you some good things." After saying that, Zhuang Qiu took out the body of the Gu insect that had been burnt into a piece of skin. .

Xiao Yi's eyes brightened: "This is a kind of Gu insect that has been extinct for a long time. Could it be that Zhao Dengke used this Gu insect to control the monk? No wonder, no wonder even the stage of transforming gods can be recruited. A deceitful decoy that puts people at risk."

"In legend, this kind of Gu worm can emit a strange sound wave, which can draw out the things that people dare not face in the depths of their hearts, so that the monk can't stand it and commit suicide. Zhuang Qiu, how did you kill this Gu worm? of."

Zhuang Qiu did not leak any water: "It was disguised as a stone, and I took advantage of his inattention and stabbed into the vital point with the sword. Although it roared a few times and made me dizzy, I managed to cultivate the sixth sword of the Qinglian Seven Flames Sword. It's baked into a skin."

Xiao Yi patted Zhuang Qiu's shoulder, his eyes were clearly a little happy and he said: "I really like this thing, what do you want to exchange with me, tell me."

"I want a spirit lock bag."

The spirit lock sac is a magic weapon of Xiao Yi, it is only useful for monks below the stage of transformation, but it is very powerful, it is actually a magic weapon of space, it can suck people into the lock sac, cut off the breath from the outside world, And locking its spiritual power, it can be said that it is an invincible artifact when fighting monks below the stage of transformation into gods.

But Xiao Yi hesitated for a moment. Although the spirit lock bag is useful, it is not conducive to the cultivation of the younger generation. The way of swordsmanship needs to be sharpened and grown in life and death. If this thing is given to Zhuang Qiu, it will not be conducive to Zhuang Qiu's cultivation.

Qinghong watched the excitement from the sidelines and urged him: "I just gave you Gu worms, but I don't even want to give you a broken thing to deal with the Nascent Soul stage. Zhuang Qiu, look, your uncle is too stingy." gone."

Xiao Yi glared at Qinghong and cursed: "If you talk too much, you should be made dumb by drinking some poison."

After hesitating for a while, Xiao Yi still took out the spirit lock pouch, and handed it to Zhuang Qiu. He instructed: "Don't use it in normal battles, use it only when you have to."

Hearing this, Qinghong made funny faces behind Xiao Yi, imitating his appearance and playing tricks with Zhuang Qiu.

Zhuang Qiu burst out laughing.

Xiao Yi turned his head and caught Qinghong squarely. He said angrily: "I must dumb you down today! Come here!"