Chapter 6899

It's perfect. As long as he passes through the running in period between the body and the spirit, ye Qian will have little danger in this world.

It seems that ye Qian wakes up. The old man turns his head and looks at Ye Qian. His thin and scarlet lips crack and show his yellow teeth. He seems to be saying to himself, "I woke up hungry! It takes seven or eight hours to sleep. The baby is good. It saves me a lot of things! "

Then the old man took a bowl of brown juice from the bottom of the fire, came to Ye Qian, held him in his arms, and coaxed him: "doll, this is the secret recipe passed down by my teacher alone. Although it's a little bitter, it's good for future cultivation. Come on, have a drink

When the liquid medicine is delivered to his mouth, the strong pungent smell of herbs makes Ye Qian quite uncomfortable.

However, fortunately, at least this evil old man should not have any bad heart to himself for the time being.

He is a master of Jiupin alchemy. This medicine soup is obviously used to strengthen the body.

An evil devil is walking in the wilderness with a baby. No matter how he looks at it, ye Qian feels that his body is in trouble.

To Ye Qian's surprise, the evil devil didn't force the potion into his mouth. Instead, he laughed.

Take the potion away a little, the evil old man said to him: "you doll, it's really good. I've seen a child who doesn't cry and doesn't make noise, but it's not noisy to drink such bitter medicine. You're the only one... "

With a slight sigh, the ghost butcher Wan Shan Ming looked at the stars all over the sky, with a bitter look and a little happy. His hoarse voice murmured to himself, "I'm a blood devil. I want to nurse a baby. It's really hard to know what's going on in the world. Twenty years ago, the doll in my family was more noisy... "

For a while, ye Qian barely knew the life of some ghost Tu wanshanming. The old man really talked a lot.

In fact, ghost Tu Wan Shanming had two sons in his life, but they all died young. The first one died of illness, and the second one died of revenge.

Ye Qian estimates that ghost Tu Wan Shanming sees his baby's body and thinks of his child who died young.

With a touch of sweetness on his face, ghost Tu Wan Shan Ming still said: "that little ancestor is very noisy. He cries during the day, at night, hungry and full. Don't eat the porridge when it's hot, or when it's cold. If you're gentle, don't eat it. If you're tough, you can directly grab your little paw on your face, and you can make people hear you crying three miles away... "

The voice became smaller and smaller, but the ghost slaughtered Wan Shanming could not speak any more. Speechless to the starry sky, all turned into a sigh.

Shaking his head and laughing miserably, ghost Tu Wan Shan Ming put the medicine bowl beside the fire and roasted his left hand on the fire for a while until he was sure that his hand was warm. With a trace of prudence on his face, ghost Tu wanshanming put his left hand into the swaddling cloth and pasted it on Ye Qian's abdomen.

Ye Qian only felt that a warm genuine Qi came from his lower abdomen to his stomach, which was made uncomfortable by the liquid medicine. In Ye Qian's telepathy, the evil skill practiced by ghost Tu Wan Shanming was obviously Yin cold internal skill, and all of them were frozen to death.

The ability to transfer this kind of extreme Yin Qi into the human body with warm Qi shows that ghost slaughtering wanshanming has reached the congenital extreme state of Yin Yang transformation and endless growth.

This is the limit of human martial arts cultivation. The whole of the Qin Dynasty, including the government and the public, will never be more than 100 people in the congenital extreme state.

One hundred sounds like a lot, but it's very rare for Daqin to be scattered among the royal family, the army, the major families and the rivers and lakes.

Ye Qian thought that the true Qi of the ghost slaughtering Wan Shanming in his body carried the potion in his stomach, and began to carefully nourish his weak muscles. However, ye Qian swallowed too little liquid medicine. After a few breaths, the liquid medicine was exhausted.

Ghost butcher Wan Shanming had no choice but to take back his true Qi. He turned over the roast rabbit on the fire and sent the medicine to Ye Qian's mouth again. His old face turned into a wild chrysanthemum and coaxed: "come on, drink more, drink more..."

Fortunately, his stomach is no longer as uncomfortable as it was just now. In addition, ye Qian knows that the earlier he takes this medicine, the more the amount, the greater the benefits for his future practice.

So ye Qian didn't refuse. He opened his mouth and sipped until his stomach became uncomfortable again.

In this way, ye Qian sips a few potions, and the ghost slaughters Wan Shanming to nourish Ye Qian's veins with a little medicine of true Qi. When a bowl of liquid medicine is all over, ghost butcher Wan Shanming also raises Ye Qian's all meridians.

When the medicine was finished, ghost Tu Wan Shan Ming sighed with pity: "unfortunately, if the medicine is enough, you can raise your baby's bones and flesh with medicine. If you are honest and upright, you will be able to nourish your body with medicine when you reach my level. It's a pity that my blood is extremely evil, but it's pure destruction of Qi, and there's no medicine to nourish it. "

Patting Ye Qian's face, ghost butcher Wan Shanming said, "wait a minute. It's just a few days. It's the place where an old friend of mine lives in seclusion. When we get there, we'll live directly. We'll use his medicine to raise the prescription and give the foundation to the prison."

After that, Wan Shanming, the ghost butcher, roasted the rabbit on the fire for a long time, but he didn't care about the roast rabbit. He bit it, frowned and said to himself, "I haven't been in the world for 20 years, and this basic skill is wasted."

Frowning and swallowing the roast rabbit, ghost butcher Wan Shanming stretched his waist, weighed the rabbit bone in his hand, and sneered at the corner of his mouth."Come out..." With a low drink, the ghost slaughtered Wan Shan, his fingers flicked, and the rabbit bone shot into a grass in the distance.

"Dang..."

When Qingxiang started, there was a dark shadow with a knife like blade, which suddenly retreated from the grass and fled to the distance.

"Do you want to go when you come..." Ghost Tu Wan Shan Ming whispered to himself that a scarlet blood diamond appeared in front of his finger, and Gu Xue pointed to the dark shadow.

Mingled with the sharp and harsh sound explosion, the blood drill instantly crossed a hundred Zhang distance and shot into the shadow's right leg.

"Bang..." Ghost Tu Wan Shan Ming's eyes flashed a trace of blood light, light spit out a word. With the sound of ghost slaughtering Wan Shan, the whole right leg of the shadow exploded and scattered all over the ground.

"Blood god son? Gu Xue, you are not dead... " The man screamed in pain, and a snake shaped fireworks shot into the air from the man's side, blooming a bright white shadow at the height.

At the same time, the man clapped his hand hard on his chest, and a mouthful of hard work came out of his mouth.

In the case of losing a leg, the man's speed rose several times, and disappeared in the sight of ghost Tu Wan Shan Ming.

Ghost Tu Wan Shan Ming looked at the disappearing figure in dismay and shook his head with a bitter smile.

Looking up at the disappearing fireworks in the sky, ghost Tu Wan Shan Ming frowned, sighed slightly, and murmured: "I've been waiting for you for 20 years. I'm smart. I don't insist on doing it myself. I know how to use the prison to deal with you..."

Ye Qian was staring at the ghost slaughtering Wan Shanming. If his spirit was not wrong just now, the blood diamond appeared out of thin air and was contaminated with the flavor of the killing law.

Ye Qian feels like he's going crazy.

In other words, if the world is dominated by internal power, it is the world of low martial arts.

Divided by the world class on Sunday, it is the third class world.

But it's such a world, a martial arts person, who can easily move with the breath of law.

It's crazy!

Ye Qian suddenly understood Liao Jun's meaning!

In Ye Qian's telepathy, he was only in his fifties.

He reached this level 20 years ago, and found his own law in just 30 years.

It's not so shocking to put it outside!

If he only cultivates his internal power, all practitioners in this world can understand the law. As an eight fold ancestor strong man who peeps through the Taoist realm, his soul will go through this world and overcome the restriction that the physical body does not fit with the spirit. I'm afraid that he will soon be able to understand his own law.

This is the right time!

Incomparable excitement flashed in Ye Qian's eyes.

Liao Jun didn't pit him!

Following the ghost Tu Wan Shanming, ye Qian also roughly understood the general appearance of the world through the old man's fragmentary thoughts.

It's a very centralized world.

The dynasty that ruled the whole world was called Xianqin.

In the mainland of Xianqin, the highest one was able to break the void and become an immortal.

As for the man who fought with ghost Tu wanshanming before, he was from the punishment Department of Xianqin Dynasty.

It symbolizes the punishment Department of the Qin Dynasty!

The white one is the symbol of the criminal prison of the Ministry of punishment of the Qin Dynasty!

The function of the fireworks was clear to him - it was the last resort for the prisoners to seek support.

The enemy of GUI Tu Wan Shanming is in the Ministry of punishment.

Twenty years ago, ghost butcher Wan Shanming once slaughtered a village with more than 2000 people overnight. Exactly, the village is the place where the only disciple of the leader of the sword Pavilion, a big sect recognized by the imperial court, was born. All his relatives live in the village.

The Revenge of exterminating the clan is still the clan of the only disciple of the contemporary Lord of the sword Pavilion. Ye qian can imagine how fierce the ghost Tu Wan Shanming is facing.

However, in the end, ghost butcher Wan Shanming was saved by a noble man and sheltered under his door.

Twenty years ago, the disciple of the pavilion leader inherited the sword Pavilion and became the contemporary leader of the sword Pavilion.

The ghost slaughtered wanshanming for 20 years.

In the past 20 years, few people can compare the cultivation level of ghost slaughtering Wan Shanming.

However, when it comes to opportunistic decisions, that's another matter.

According to ghost butcher Wan Shanming himself, Gu Xue, who has lived a comfortable life for 20 years, is no longer the ruthless blood devil who would rather kill the wrong one.

For the first time, ye Qian had an urgent sense of crisis, feeling that he would be killed by ghosts.

Ye Qian was worried. Tu Wanshan Ming held Ye Qian in his arms. He tried his best to go on the road, but at the same time he thought about it. He stopped occasionally. He was also eating, which was very bad.

Fortunately, ye Qian's spirit doesn't fit in with his physical body. Half of his day is spent in deep sleep.

It seems that this is the reason for the law of heaven and earth. Ye Qian's powerful spirit can not accelerate the tacit understanding between the spirit and the body.Only through time to slowly integrate.

Sleeping, even faster than waking

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