The Second Immortal Road

Soon after, all the more than 100 black guards who came in first woke up. They also fled out of the space with more than 30 black guards who were still in a coma. They still wanted to take care of the dead spies. .

　　 After waiting for a while on the stone mountain, Zhu Yiwen and the black guards who were still unconscious woke up leisurely, as if they had just woke up from a dream, looking at the many black guards surrounding them with a confused expression.

　　 After that, Han Ming began to narrate his experience in the cave in detail, but his narrative and the real situation hardly overlapped, most of them were lie that had been thought out a long time ago.

The lie made by Han Ming is also extremely true. Generally speaking, he felt a trace of the corpse spirit above him. Unsure of the black guard below, he forcibly broke through. He kept sticking to the corner, but he still didn't prevent it. The poison gas fainted in the dark corner.

　　 But maybe because of his special physique, he woke up shortly afterwards, only to find that the black guard above had also come down and passed out inexplicably.

　　 Then he checked the condition of the black guards a little bit, only to realize that they were only caught with an extremely rare poisonous gas, and they would be in a coma for a few hours, so he just waited there quietly.

He did not expect that one of the spies did not die, and was extremely powerful. Using a sword that could explode, wounded his right leg and the top of his head, but in the end he poisoned the spy with corpse water, and even the corpse was not left. Down.

　　 As for the deaths of those spies, Han Ming pushed on the blood-sucking leeches, which are a gregarious poisonous insect that specializes in sucking blood from living creatures. At first they have hair thickness, they can penetrate human skin at will, enter human body, and become the thickness of child's arm after sucking blood. More than a dozen blood-sucking leeches can **** people into corpses, which is terrible.

Han Ming also said that he had a drug on his body. This drug gave off a very weak smell and dispelled most of the poisonous insects. It happened that the blood-sucking leeches also hated the smell, so Han Ming was able to protect so much. The black guard was not sucked as an adult.

　　 There was no contradiction in what Han Ming said. In addition, Han Ming's face was thicker, he didn't blush at all when he told a lie, and his expression was very self-confident, so even if these black guards were a little skeptical, they did not ask questions.

Zhu Yiwen was a little worried before seeing Han Ming's head full of blood, but after seeing Han Ming's lifelike appearance, he seemed to think of something, and then stared at Han Ming with a pair of smart eyes, looking a little angry: "You Why don't you go down alone without me! I'm all right now, I was almost dismembered!"

　　 Han Ming showed a rare awkward look. He scratched his head and didn't know what to say. After holding back for a long time, he didn't say anything. In the end, he just touched his nose and chuckled.

"You said you, originally a good junior who was so active, he kept his face cold all day for the past two years, and always kept things in his heart. It's cold wood." Zhu Yiwen's expression became serious.

Han Ming shrugged his shoulders. He knew his changes a long time ago. He felt that this was all the sequelae of Baizhi's blood poison. Even Mr. Hua couldn't solve it, and he couldn't stop it. Besides, he didn't want to stop it. He felt It's fine now.

　　 "Big brother, you let them make a stand to lift people, I'm afraid I can't walk back, my leg hurts badly." Han Ming chuckled.

"What! Continue to pretend to me, look at your look like a beating, where is it hurt! Is it here! I will treat you!" Zhu Yiwen patted Han Ming on his leg a few times, and then Staring at Han Ming.

　　 Han Ming's face turned white, and then a wry smile: "Big brother, it's really hurt."

　　 Zhu Yiwen saw that Han Ming's tone was a little serious, and was immediately shocked, then set off Han Ming's leg swing, saw Han Ming's heavily bandaged calf, and faintly oozing blood.

　　 "What's going on! Is it badly hurt!" Zhu Yiwen was shocked when he saw the heavy bandage on Han Ming's leg. He immediately realized that the injury on Han Ming's leg was much heavier than the wound on his head.

　　 "It's okay! As long as you return to the camp in time and have enough medicine, you can recover after a period of training." Han Ming grinned, as if he did not take the pain on his leg to heart.

　　 Zhu Yiwen felt a little relieved when he heard Han Ming’s calm words, he immediately turned his head to look at the black guards and said, “Master Ming is injured. Get ready. Master Ming will go back to the camp immediately.”

　　 Those black guards were very obedient and went back and got ready. They looked like they really wanted to prepare a stand to lift Han Ming back to the camp.

Zhu Yiwen squatted next to Han Ming and said, "It's really okay! You won't be forced to be calm, right? Your leg won't be abolished? Will you become lame or lame in the future? ."

With the black line on Han Ming's head, he couldn't help but glared at Zhu Yiwen: "Brother, you are so expecting me to be lame! I have learned medicine for five years, good or bad, and this little injury can still survive. of."

"Okay, OK, I'm relieved, don't say that the younger brother of the hero Zhu Yiwen is a lame! Then I have nowhere to cry!" Zhu Yiwen seemed to be relieved, and slapped Han Ming's shoulder with a smile. road.

Han Ming shrugged a little helplessly, and then struggling to stand up with Zhu Yiwen's shoulders and said: "Brother, let's leave quickly. I always feel that this place is dark and gloomy. I just saw a red one underneath. The figure flashed past me, with disheveled hair, maybe it was something dirty! I was very scared."

　　 "No, don't scare me, then let's go." Zhu Yiwen seemed to be taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately helped Han Ming to walk down the mountain.

　　 After Han Ming and his party went down the rocky mountain, there were several deafening noises suddenly heard behind them, and then more than half of the place where Zhu Yiwen and Han Ming had stood collapsed, as if a mountain collapse had occurred.

　　 Han Ming smiled from the bottom of his heart, the four fire bombs are really powerful, and the entrance to the mountain space is probably completely sealed, so there is no need to worry that someone else will find the treasures of the previous dynasty below.

　　 It's not that Han Ming cares about these mundane properties, but he thinks that these treasures will be useful to Huayimen, and will be of great use for Zhu Yiwen to take charge of Huayimen in the future.

The reason for concealing these black guards is not that Han Ming doubts the loyalty of these black guards, but that there are more than 100 black guards here. too much.

　　 Han Ming planned to wait for the Zhu family's affairs to be dealt with, and to be able to free up strength, and then inform Zhu Yiwen here, but specially sent people here to pick up the treasures, as for now, let these treasures continue to be buried in the stone mountain.

　　 "Wow, brother, fortunately we are down the mountain, otherwise we will be buried below." Zhu Yiwen looked at Han Ming with lingering fear.

　　 "Yes, almost, let's go quickly, otherwise I don't know what happened." Han Ming also showed a palpitation expression, turning his head to urge Zhu Yiwen to leave.

At this time, the black guards also made a simple frame of wood. Han Ming was unconstrained and lay directly on it, being carried by four black guards. Han Ming was also a little helpless. His calf was indeed seriously injured. Now, if he walks through the mountains and forests by himself for a day or two, then his legs can really be completely abolished.

Han Ming doesn’t have to worry about someone attacking him while lying on a stretcher. There are more than one hundred black guards here to protect him, fearing that even a bird can’t hurt him, and Han Ming’s actions are not too restricted. He still has the ability to resist any danger.

　　 The four black guards carrying Han Ming are all extremely strong. They have all received special training from the Zhu family. Han Ming is not too heavy, so their speed is not much slower than when they came.

　　 After two days of trekking through the woods, Han Ming and his party finally returned to the black guard's station.

　　 Han Ming naturally discussed some medicine materials, prepared some special healing medicines by himself, and thoroughly treated the wounds on his right leg and head.

　　 When Zhu Yiwen saw the terrifying wound on Han Ming's leg, he was shocked, and immediately sent someone to send Han Ming to Zhu Chiyuan's training, and also contacted the old man, who hadn't been there for a long time, to treat him.

　　 Han Ming tried his best to persuade Zhu Yiwen, and kept telling him that he was okay, just recuperate, and he didn't need to go back to Zhu Chiyuan.

But Zhu Yiwen was still worried, and ordered several black guards to get a large carriage from somewhere, and then stuffed Han Ming in ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ he was not allowed to come out at will, and let him take care of it. Heal inside.

　　More than that, Zhu Yiwen also checked the wounds on Han Ming's leg every day. If there were any bad changes, he was going to forcibly send Han Ming back to Zhu Chiyuan to heal his injuries.

　　 Han Ming was helpless to Zhu Yiwen's instructions, but he did not object, but stayed in the car honestly. He was really afraid that Zhu Yiwen would send someone to send him back to Zhu Chiyuan forcibly.

　　 Now he does need to recuperate. Although his medical skills are extraordinary, he is still a common man after all. After such a serious injury, he also needs to be recuperated. Otherwise, he may really have some sequelae. It would be bad if he became a lame man.

　　 Han Ming stayed in the carriage, meditated quietly, and tasted the power of the Wuming Shushu spell. How could he not practice with all his heart now! He devoted all his energy to the cultivation of Wumingkoujue. The Nayuangong, Huayuan Sword Art, and invisible swordsmanship he had previously practiced had long been thrown aside by him. Now, how can he still be in the mood to practice these secular techniques!

Even if Han Ming devoted his full effort to the practice of Wumingkoujue, his aptitude seemed to be a bit bad. He could only expand a little meridian mana every day. At this speed of cultivation, God knows when he can break through to the sixth level, and his mana will be further. growth of.

　　 Han Ming slightly estimated that he needs at least five or six years of cultivation to reach the fifth level of consummation, but he can't break through to the peak of the fifth level.

　　 The previous breakthrough has made Han Ming understand that every breakthrough will encounter a bottleneck, and the breakthrough of the bottleneck may require external assistance, which is more difficult than practicing mana.

　　 Although it is difficult to practice, Han Ming has never thought of giving up. Only one person in tens of thousands has spiritual roots and is attached to heaven. Let him go this way. How could he give up!