"You can't deal with her alone?" Li Buzhuo said.

"I won't take action if I don't have a clear grasp of it." Sikong Jing said, "It's good for you and me to kill her. As long as you help me, I will immediately leave the Cangwu Realm after this matter and stop making the jade tree core. How about it?"

"Where will the Mingye meet?" Li Buzhuo said.

“It’s here.”

Sikong Jing and Li Buzhuo made an appointment to meet, so the two of them separated with the white jade fruits. The holy fruits in the eyes of the upper six tribes stayed on their bodies for a longer time, and the dangers exposed would be more. Moreover, after the fruit left the jade tree, the essence of the fruit would slowly dissipate. The best way to deal with it now is to use it immediately.

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Six miles east of Wuhuan City, the sky is slightly white. In the mountain stream that has not been visited for a long time, the grass leaves are filled with morning dew. There is a stone cave in the stream, which is quite dry and has traces of wild beasts building nests, but it has been very long.

Li Buzhuo opened the vines at the entrance of the hole, and his shadow casted into the hole with the sunlight behind it.

"Even if you disturb the vitality of heaven and earth, no one should notice it."

After slightly covering the entrance of the cave, Li Buzhuo entered it and sat down on the dry ground. He opened the bag at hand and exposed seventeen white jade fruits. The cave was filled with strange fragrance, and the dry moss on the walls were faintly green.

"The fruits produced by these jade trees contain extremely pure vitality. The thirty-six fruits per year should have been drawn from various parts of the city to make pills, which can double the effectiveness of this fruit. Now that I have limited conditions, I can only swallow these fruits whole, and because the fruits are still one day away from ripening... In this way, there are no ten functions that these fruits can play in my hands."

"However, I have seventeen fruits in my hand, but I can win by quantity. I don't know how much I can practice the five-work and seven-injury method."

Li Buzhuo picked up a white jade fruit and looked carefully. The fruit felt similar to a pear. Through the peel, you could see liquid flowing inside the fruit. A sweet fruity aroma penetrated into the nose, causing Li Buzhuo's stomach to roar.

Li Buzhuo bit it in one bite, and the flesh entered his mouth and turned into a cool slime of saliva, which shocked people. He took another bite unknowingly, and ate the fruit in a few seconds, without even the core.

The cool and sweet mouth has not dissipated, but a warm feeling has emanated from the limbs and bones. Without Li Buzhuo's guidance, he found that his five labors and seven injuries were being repaired by this warm feeling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Half a day passed.

The noon sun shone through the vines and into the cave. Li Buzhuo stood up, and the cloth bags around him were empty.

His skin was like white jade with mutton fat, which was more delicate than the baby's skin. Suddenly, the painting sword around him unfolded by itself, and the candle dragon drilled out of it, flew around the stone cave, making a sword sound like a dragon roar.

"My cultivation level has finally recovered to the Yellow Ba Realm."

Li Buzhuo opened his eyes and stretched out his hand. The hilt of the candle dragon sword fell into his palm. Seventeen white jade fruits were all penetrated into his abdomen, which allowed him to return to the master's cultivation and could control the sword again.

These seventeen fruits have recovered five strains of blood, qi, flesh, bones, and tendons. Among the seven injuries, the four injuries of the liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys have been eliminated, leaving only three injuries of form, spirit, and mind.

"The three injuries in form and mind are the most difficult three levels of the Five-Death and Seven-Death Method. Unfortunately, my seventeen fruits have not matured, otherwise I might be able to pass these last three levels immediately. However... I have returned to the master's cultivation and I already have the power to protect myself, so there is no need to rush to leave the Cangwu Realm. If I get another strand of the essence of the Heavenly Pillar, I may be able to practice the Five-Death and Seven-Death Method until I complete it. Then I can directly condense the Dharma image after leaving the Cangwu Realm."

Li Buzhuo waved his hand and raised a breeze to dispel the strange fragrance remaining in the cave.

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The city guards were wearing armor and swords. The sound of armor pieces spread from the street to the end of the street. When they saw a suspicious person, they went forward to investigate. Several timid subordinates said the wrong words when they were tortured by the city guards, and were also taken away by the city guards on the principle of rather than letting go of the mistake.

Li Buzhuo changed the appearance of the city corpse and walked along the street. There was a yellow-sided green flag hanging at the door of a dyeing workshop on the street, with the word "transfer" written on it. A middle-aged man under his head ring sat listlessly on the stool, smoking his pipe.

Li Buzhuo paused his foot under his command and asked, "Why can't this dyeing shop be opened?"

That song Huanzhong is the owner of the dyeing shop. If you can own a dyeing shop, it is considered the upper level among the six lower tribes. The owner of the dyeing shop is obviously in a bad mood. He knocked his pipe with his soles. Seeing Li Buzhuo's clothes, he quickly got up and saluted and smiled, but when he smiled, he was even more ugly than crying. He said in a desolate voice: "I lost the gambling, why did Lord Longchi say that if I can't afford it within seven days, I will have to buy it for two of my hands, so I can only sell it for the industry to pay back the money."

"How much does this dyeing workshop earn every year?" Li Buzhuo asked.

"I can feed my family and have a lot left. It's because of this that the people get addicted to gambling." The owner of the dyeing shop smiled bitterly, "Is it interesting sir?"

Li Buzhuo nodded.

The owner of the dyeing workshop did not dare to neglect, so he quickly invited Li Buzhuo into the house.

After a conversation, the men in the Shouhuan said, "As the adults say, you buy this dyeing shop, the villagers and the two apprentices stay here, get the money on a monthly basis, and send another person to take care of it?"

Li Buzhuo nodded: "The husbands of the women in the Chanti were blocking the arrows on the battlefield and left me with these orphans and widows. I can't bear to see them starve to death. In addition to repaying your gambling debts, I will get the money shop to exchange it for paper money used by the next six tribes."

"Sir, I am so kind-hearted." The men in the Shouhuan sighed, "That woman's husband is dead."

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"Baby, don't cry, don't cry anymore, be good..."

Kuiren gently stroked the child's head and looked out the window worriedly. Last night, the Pillar of Wuzhi was attacked. I heard that many people died. As a member of the six lower tribes, she did not have the identity of a spiritual person. Even if she had the intention to visit her, she could not get close to the Pillar of Wuzhi and could only pray in a low voice.

"Aman, Aman, you have died once. If you have died once, you will not die again..."
Chapter completed!