Song Qingshu had already recovered his appearance on the way here, so he was not afraid to meet Fu Yaohong and other members of the Demon Cult. After entering, he saw Wuzheng and Wuzheng anxious like ants on a hot pot from a distance.
"Who?" The guards on the outer layer of the Destiny Cult discovered him and surrounded him one after another.
Before Song Qingshu answered, he heard a voice that was both surprised and happy: "Everyone back down, they are our own people."
A beautiful figure ran over happily, obviously pure and holy in appearance, but there was an urge to let a man hold her in his arms wantonly and lovingly, whether it was Shan Yuru or who else.
"Are you all right? I searched most of Lin Cheng and couldn't find you." Shan Yuru was overwhelmed with surprise. She and Li Mochou searched separately last night, but unfortunately they never found his whereabouts.
Li Mochou was a little proud, because she knew this guy better, knew that he would definitely find a way to contact Princess Shaomin, and she happened to bump into him. But thinking that she almost fell into the hands of Mongolian soldiers, she felt a little scared, but luckily that guy appeared in time.
Thinking about it this way, most of the anger of being deceived just now has dissipated.
Song Qingshu nodded to Shan Yuru: "Thank you for your concern, the leader. I'm fine. What happened inside?"
"Come with me," Shan Yuru explained while leading him, "Hong Qigong's injury seems to be a bit troublesome, no matter how he heals him, he can't control the injury, and now it's getting worse, I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it." passed..."
Song Qingshu's expression also became solemn, how could it be so simple to be injured in the hands of the Grand Master.
"Brother Song!" Xiao Wu, who was running around, saw him first, and shouted in surprise.
The others also followed the sound and turned their heads. After seeing Song Qingshu's appearance, they all showed pleasant surprises, but Yang Guo had the most complicated expression.
"Brother Song, it's great to see you safe and sound now. If something really happened to you, how can a brother feel sorry for you?" Guo Jing was so excited that his restraint had gradually loosened after such a long time. Zhou Botong Yang Guo and several top acupoint resolving masters helped him push the uterus and activate the blood, so he released the restriction in advance, and along with that, the seal in his mind was also released, and the past events gradually came back to mind.
Now he is back to normal, but because of the previous battle in the princess mansion, he suffered a lot of internal injuries, and was tortured in the sky prison later, internal injuries plus external injuries, and thanks to his good health, he was able to hold on.
"Brother Guo, it's good that you're fine." Song Qingshu was relieved to confirm that he was fine. Although his injuries were not serious, they could recover in time. If something happened to him in the end, then his previous adventure would be worthless For nothing.
Guo Jing sighed deeply: "I'm fine, but my master just..."
I saw Hong Qigong and Zhou Botong sitting on the bed one after the other, even though Zhou Botong had been channeling his internal energy to heal his injuries, Hong Qigong's face was still like gold paper, his breath was like gossamer, and there were still a few traces of blood on the corners of his mouth and beard. I think it was left when he vomited blood just now.
Yang Guo saw that Zhou Botong's forehead was dripping with sweat, and his hair had lost its usual luster, so he hurriedly said, "Old naughty boy, you are tired, replace me."
Zhou Botong shook his head like a rattle: "I can still hold on, I came with the old beggar, and I will go back with him."
He who was always cynical had a serious look on his face, obviously Hong Qigong's situation was not optimistic.
"Let me take a look." Song Qingshu sat down beside the bed, stretched out his hand to check Hong Qigong's pulse, and frowned suddenly. "What's the matter?" Seeing his expression, Guo Jing's heart trembled, and he asked hastily, Zhou Botong and Yang Guo at the side also cast their attention.
Song Qingshu replied while investigating: "Tiemuzhen's true energy is condensed from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. It has a domineering evil spirit, which naturally suppresses and invades the internal energy of others. Qigong was injured by him yesterday. The opponent The suffocation of the evil spirit has already entered the body, and he was running around last night without healing and expelling it in time, and now it has completely invaded the internal organs of the meridians, I am afraid... "
"Boy Song, even you can't do it?" Zhou Botong was anxious, "Old naughty boy has never admired anyone in his life. My senior brother is one, and the other is you. You can practice martial arts to such an extent at such a young age. You must help save the old beggar."
Hong Qigong slowly opened his eyes, and said weakly: "As the saying goes, life and death have destiny. The old beggar has lived at this age, and he has enjoyed what he should enjoy. It's no big deal if he dies. The only regret is that he will die again. I won't be able to eat the centipede meat on the top of Mount Hua anymore." His eyes were full of loneliness as he spoke.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but lamented how deep his obsession with food was. Seeing that the atmosphere was dull, he took out a vermilion elixir and said, "This is the holy medicine of the Xiaoyao School, Jiuzhuan Xiongshe Pill, which has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. Take it quickly."
Hong Qigong was still a bit hesitant at first, but Zhou Botong at the side directly took it and stuffed it into his mouth. Hong Qigong coughed a few times, and the medicine had already been swallowed, so he said to Song Qingshu: "I have heard the name of Xiaoyao School's elixir for a long time, I owe you my life."
Song Qingshu shook his head: "It's too serious. What's more, this medicine only temporarily suspends your life, and treats the symptoms but not the root cause. Of course, if we can find Master Yideng and let him use his Yang finger to save him, he may be able to recover."
Hong Qigong refused without even thinking about it: "Emperor Duan can't use his internal strength for five years every time he uses his yang finger to save people. How can I be so ignorant and ask him to save me?"
Zhou Botong scratched his head anxiously, if it was someone else, he could have lost some more internal energy to make up for it, but Emperor Duan is the person he dared not meet the most in the world, so naturally he couldn't say that.
Yang Guo said: "If a person consumes too much, with me, Uncle Guo and the old naughty boy helping each other, maybe Master Yideng doesn't need to consume so much real energy."
Guo Jing also said: "That's right, and the "Nine Yin Manual" is of great help in healing and restoring the true essence. Master Yideng may not suffer as much loss as before."
Hong Qigong still shook his head: "You don't need to persuade us anymore, those of us are not young now, it is not an exaggeration to say that we are dying, it consumes so much real energy, if something happens to Emperor Duan, I will It’s really embarrassing to see people.”
Seeing that his attitude was firm and the others couldn't persuade him anymore, Guo Jing turned to Song Qingshu: "Brother Song, is there anything you can do?"
Song Qingshu looked embarrassed: "If I'm not injured, I can find a way to help dispel my qi, but last night I was seriously injured, and I used the blood-burning method. I'm afraid I won't be able to recover in a short time, so there is nothing I can do."
Guo Jing's tone was full of self-blame and depression: "It's all because of me. Not only did it cause you to be seriously injured, but it also caused Master to be like this..."
Hong Qigong scolded with a smile: "What are you talking about, idiot? I should save you. If I were in danger, wouldn't you save me? However, little brother Qingshu suffered a relatively large loss. Grandmaster, I don’t know if this injury will affect the foundation.”
Song Qingshu also said: "Brother Guo doesn't have to be like this, anyone will rescue him in this situation, and Qigong may not be saved, I have a way..."
"Really?" Everyone in the room looked at him.
"But I don't know if Qigong is willing or not," Song Qingshu continued, "In the final analysis, Temujin's evil spirit has invaded the internal organs and meridians, and because it is entangled with Qigong's own true energy and cannot be separated, the sun and the moon The star-absorbing method of the divine religion has a miraculous effect on eliminating the heterogeneous zhenqi in the body. If Qi Gong learns the star-absorbing method, he should be able to eliminate the evil spirits in the body, but in this way, your cultivation base may not be good enough. reduced to nothing."
There was a sudden silence in the room, martial arts in the martial arts are the foundation of a person's life, not to mention how much hard work he has put in to cultivate to Hong Qigong's current status. For many people, they would rather die than lose all their martial arts, so no one can persuade him.
Hong Qigong was silent for a long time, and finally broke the tranquility: "It's not that I'm reluctant to cultivate myself, but I'm a chivalrous man who punishes rape and eradicates evil, but in the end I want to learn the evil skills of the devil's religion. I can't do it."
Song Qingshu said sternly: "Whether a skill is good or evil, in the final analysis it depends on the person who uses it. For example, if a bandit kills a pedestrian with a knife on the road, whether it is the knife or the bandit is evil, Qigong and other strange people will not be able to see through this point, right? .”
Hong Qigong still shook his head and said: "Even if I can see through it, how many other people in the world can see through it? If I am a wild crane alone, it doesn't matter if I practice a little bit, but after all, I am from the Beggar Clan. It represents the image of the beggar gang, and the reputation of the beggar gang for thousands of years cannot be stained by me alone."
Only then did Song Qingshu realize that he had considered quite far-reaching, and couldn't help secretly admiring him: "If you don't want to practice the "Suction Star Da-fa", I still have a set of exercises here. Xing Da-Fa has similar effects, but one is good and the other is evil, they are not the same."
In fact, in his opinion, these two exercises are essentially the same, but one comes from the notorious Demon Cult, and the other comes from the mysterious Xiaoyao Sect, which gives people a different impression.
Sure enough, Hong Qigong's objection this time was not as firm as before, and Zhou Botong, Guo Jing and others persuaded him, and he finally agreed: "Brother Qingshu, I owe you two lives this time. If there is any need, as long as it does not violate chivalry, Hong will definitely go through fire and water."
If it was other young people, he could teach martial arts to repay, but the other party's martial arts are higher than him, how can he make such a face.
Zhou Botong on the side also echoed: "Count me in."
Yang Guo hesitated for a while, but finally didn't speak, thinking that I don't need to say these words, I will pay you back in the future, but Auntie, I will not give up.
"Everyone is serious..." Song Qingshu responded, and then began to teach Hong Qigong the formula of "Beiming Shengong".
After coming out of the house, other people asked about the result one after another. Song Qingshu said: "He insists on practicing daily, and after half a month, he should be able to completely expel the evil energy in his body, but now he has lost all his internal energy and has no self-protection ability."
Zhou Botong patted his chest: "Don't worry, I will protect him well."
At this time, Shan Yuru said: "The biggest problem now is that the search in Mongolia is getting stricter and stricter. It won't be long before they are found here. We have to find a way to send them out of the city as soon as possible. But in the current situation , going out of the city is easier said than done..."