In the yard on the west side.

In a closed room.

Chang Tian sat cross-legged on the bed, his face full of purple, and his whole body was filled with cold air. The true energy and blood in his body seemed to be frozen, and it was difficult to operate.

His lips kept trembling, and his flesh and blood couldn't help but tremble.

On both sides of his body, Chang Yue and Chang Feng sat cross-legged here, covered with black light, circulating their true energy and continuously instilled into Chang Tian's body.

Last night, Chang Tian and Zhang Yuan fought hard, and were injured by Zhang Yuan's three-yin centipede palm on the spot.

Originally, the cold poison had just reached his shoulder position, but he suppressed it.

Unfortunately, in the following battle, he used his true energy and fought a few hard with a group of masters from Shaolin.

He was hit several times in succession with Prajna Palm and Vajra Fist, and the injury was even worse, so that the cold poison invaded completely and reached the heart meridian. If he hadn't had his profound skills, he would have died long ago.

At this moment, even if Chang Yue and Chang Feng healed his injuries, he would not be able to recover in a short time.

After the cold and toxicity of the Sanyin Centipede Palm invaded the body, it was like the feet of a centipede, firmly grasping between his lungs and meridians.

If you want to completely eliminate cold poison, unless you practice the inner energy of the most strong and yang.

Otherwise, it will take at least one or two months to completely eliminate the cold poison.

Zhang Yuan's palm was equivalent to hitting him directly for two months.

No, it cannot be completely attributed to Zhang Yuan.

There are also assists from Shaolin Grandmaster.

Without the few moves of the Prajna palms from Master Shaolin, the cold poison of the Three Yin Centipede Palm could not invade his heart veins.

now.

With Chang Yue, Chang Feng's true energy continued to inject. Chang Tian's face was sometimes blue and sometimes black, his body was cold, and the temperature in the whole room was directly seven or eight degrees lower than outside.

Chang Yue's eyes were gloomy and he spoke, "Tian'er, who hurts you? This seems to be the master of the Xingsu Sect's martial arts, the Three Yin Centipede Palm. Hasn't the Xingsu Sect been destroyed?"

Chang Tian opened his eyes and gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know the identity of that person. He has an evil ghost mask on his head. His true energy is unprecedented. I and Guo Zixu took action together and were shocked and flew backwards. By the way, where is the little demon god? Isn't he a member of the Xingsu Sect? He should know the identity of that person."

Chang Yue said: "His injuries are similar to yours. He has been in seclusion and healing. I have checked it. The fairy energy in his body has been dispersed once a long time ago. It was finally condensed a lot, but unfortunately, he was beaten to the point of almost dissipation last night."

"What? Wouldn't he lose his immortal body?"

Chang Tian asked in shock.

The biggest difference between a reincarnated immortal and an ordinary person is that the body contains immortal energy.

The existence of fairy energy not only makes their qualifications many times better than ordinary people, but also can protect them firmly like shields to keep them from harm.

However, this kind of fairy energy can also be dispersed. Once the fairy energy disperses, their immortal bodies will be destroyed.

"If you continue to be attacked, it is indeed possible to completely shake the fairy energy in your body, and by then he will be no different from an ordinary person."

Chang Yue said.

Last night, the little demon god was first plotted by the mysterious man in black, breaking his meridians and bones, and then being slammed firmly by Zhang Yuan's Three Yin Centipede Palm.

It was not killed on the spot, it was all due to the fairy energy in the body.

Unfortunately, the two palms of the man in black and Zhang Yuan last night also caused the last fairy aura in his body to be disturbed.

This is equivalent to hurting the foundation.

"Has the fairy energy in his body been dispersed before?"

Chang Tian was surprised again.

"Yes, not only him, but the other two are the same."

Chang Yue said: "From the moment I saw them, I could see the disorder of the fairy energy in their bodies. Judging from the degree of disorder, the person who had injured them must be an unfathomable existence, at least the people on the Tianbang could not do it."

"Is it the existence of the blood of the gate?"

Chang Tian's face was shocked.

“It’s very likely.”

Chang Yue said.

Chang Tian's eyes suddenly changed.

There is indeed an old immortal who has a blood-sealed vein in Jiuzhou.

I wonder which one is stronger than the ancestors of their family?

"Since that's the case, wouldn't it mean that the little demons and the others are easily killed now?"

Chang Tian asked.

"It's not that simple. Anyone who takes over the body basically has the opportunity to sublimate three times. Once used, their strength will instantly rise below the boundary of humans and gods. Now they have used it several times to sublimate, and no one knows that even if the fairy energy in their bodies is almost disintegrating, no one dares to provoke them easily."

Chang Yue said.

"Extremely sublimated."

Chang Tian's eyes changed, and he showed a hint of fear again. He said, "It's a pity that the few Shaolin masterpieces I finally found last night were taken back. I have never seen the pages of magic skills in my Chang family. It should have been placed on the top level of the Sutra Pavilion."

He just turned to the fifth floor last night and was found.

Unfortunately, I am seriously injured now, and it is impossible to get into the Sutra Pavilion again.

Thinking about what happened last night, he couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

The dark light bursts in the room, and the cold air continues to surge outward.

In several other rooms.

The little demon god, the boy in gray, and the boy in yellow were all kept in their arms, and they all used their own unique means to heal their wounds.

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Time is fast.

In the following time, Zhang Yuan was watching the book [Demon Knife of Life] in the room. The more you looked back, the more dizzy the moment you saw.

The second half seems to be several times higher than the first half. When he saw two-thirds, he had the urge to vomit blood.

Even though I covered most of the part and looked at only a small page, I still felt like vomiting blood.

He closed his eyes again, took a deep breath, and circulated his true energy in his body over and over again.

The magic knife in my hand is too evil.

The more you look back, the more evil it becomes.

He now doubts how Shaolin had such unique skills?

No wonder it is claimed to be lost.

Is this magic skill too weird?

After a long time, Zhang Yuan's feeling of vomiting blood was completely calmed down.

Opening my eyes, the room was already dark before I knew it.

I grew up and opened the door, and saw the setting sun falling, and the light was hazy.

A few bits of food were placed in front of the door.

Zhang Yuan couldn't help but change his face.

He actually read the secret book for a whole day.

He didn't even know that someone had come outside the room before.

"The more you look at this magic knife, the more you become, the more evil it becomes."

Zhang Yuan murmured.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, he brought the food on the ground into the room and suddenly became thoughtful again.

What happened to the reincarnated immortal and the young man of the Chang family who were plotted by him last night?

Do you want to touch it tonight?

Once the thought came out, I could no longer calm down.
Chapter completed!