"I think I can still save it!"
Seeing Ah Huang waving the knife, Sanlang's eyelids twitched, his face turned red, and his whole body was filled with anger.
The injured leg swelled up instantly, and the skin began to undulate. It was about to be healed, but was bounced back by a ray of light visible to the naked eye.
The light was trapped on his calf, like a circle, like the tight hoop on Monkey King's head, suppressing the three waves of blood and energy and preventing them from surging up.
Sanlang was instantly deflated.
The tigress had unknowingly placed a restriction that restricted his strength, and he couldn't even heal his wounds.
He was even hung pitifully for three years. Three years!
His eyes were full of tears at this moment, and he looked aggrieved like a child crying after a fight, staring at Uncle Jiu with eager eyes.
Uncle Jiu felt somewhat helpless. He kept feeling around Sanlang's body with his hands, trying to find out where the restriction was, and he couldn't help muttering a few words.
"You are still so wild, I ask you, since you were suppressed by her, didn't you ask me for help?"
Huanghua Town is not far from Renjia Town, only a few hundred miles away, and it won’t take many days to go back and forth.
Once Sanlang speaks, as his Taoist partner, Uncle Jiu will simply put aside any responsibility and run to rescue him.
It's been three years and there's still no news. I'm starting to wonder if Sanlang likes to be abused and was hanging on purpose.
Russell also looked curious and looked up at the hill in the distance. Ah Huang was so powerful, so his master Sanlang should be quite powerful too.
Although warriors are not as comprehensive as Taoist priests, they are still very powerful in fighting.
Who is this tigress who could have imprisoned Sanlang for three years
Facing Uncle Jiu's question, Sanlang, who was lying on the ground, had wandering eyes and pretended to be dead without saying a word.
Ah Huang, who couldn't go to the nearby place, betrayed him directly.
Ah Huang said in a naive tone, "My master told me not to tell you."
"Not allowed to speak?"
Is it a matter of face
Uncle Jiu was just about to say a few words, but unexpectedly Ah Huang added another sentence.
"The master had the upper hand in the fight at that time. He was confident that he could win, so he didn't invite you."
Confident you can win
Uncle Jiu looked at Sanlang's embarrassed expression and raised his eyebrows. This was simply a mysterious self-confidence.
"What happened next?" Russell tried to hold back his laughter. This story was quite interesting.
"Shut up stupid dog!"
Before Ah Huang could say anything, Sanlang got so angry that he shouted directly, his face flushed red, obviously not wanting anyone to expose his past.
He was also complaining in his heart. He originally thought that he could win the fight and had the upper hand at the beginning, so he became complacent and let that guy Ah Huang go back.
But I never expected that, oops, an accident...
Alas, it’s hard to put it into words.
Ah Huang, this stupid dog, has been staying at home for three years without informing anyone. It really makes me mad.
Do you know how I have been through these three years
I was almost drained dry by that tigress, bah, I almost let it slip!
All women are tigresses.
Sanlang thought of the abuse he had suffered in the past three years and shuddered all over. He could no longer stay in Huanghua Mountain.
He wanted to escape, run away, escape from the clutches of the tigress.
Stop talking, he feels like vomiting whenever he sees a woman now!
"bite!"
A crisp voice was heard, and Uncle Jiu slowly withdrew his hand, looking at the restraints on Sanlang's ankle with a frown on his face.
"Three waves, I'm afraid it's a bit difficult!"
"What do you mean?"
Sanlang's heart, which had just been put at ease, was instantly lifted up again. In fact, he had already prepared himself mentally.
If it were that simple, he would have run away long ago in these three years, and it would definitely not be because of some woman's fragrance, smoothness and moisture.
Uncle Jiu didn't know where to start for a moment, but he saw Russell take a step forward and place the bracelet on the halo.
His palm turned, and a bright flame wrapped around the palm of his hand. The thorny halo actually made a crackling sound and instantly shattered in front of Sanlang's stunned eyes.
His eyes looked a little dazed, and he looked up at Russell's young face with a very dry mouth.
"You, the martial arts master?"
If Sanlang saw correctly, what he just did was clearly his master's unique skill.
Use the Qi and blood in your body to stimulate the Yang energy and condense the strongest human fire.
Nothing can escape burning, nothing can escape combustion.
The reason why the tigress was able to suppress him so well was because they were from the same sect, and the tigress had more vigorous energy than him.
Coupled with the fact that he had been constantly exploited over the past three years, the aura of imprisonment had become increasingly powerful, leaving him unable to resist.
But Russell cracked it extremely easily, and what he used was not Taoism, but clearly the unique skills of his sect.
It is very easy to crack. To reach this level, one must reach the level of his master.
Martial Arts Master!!
And he was so young, Sanlang suddenly felt unwell.
Back then, I was also a genius known throughout the area...
"No."
Russell shook his head. "I'm not a warrior, but a Taoist priest. I have just reached the level of a geomancer."
These words left San Lang speechless. If he remembered correctly, reaching the level of Earth Master was definitely more difficult than becoming a martial arts master!
"Then how did you learn my master's unique skills?"
Sanlang suddenly felt confused.
Unique skills
Russell looked down at the flame in his hand, squeezed it gently, and the thing automatically floated to his shoulder.
"Isn't it easy to learn this thing after just one look? I think it's very simple."
"... "
Sanlang's eyelids twitched. It took me five years of hard practice to learn this thing that you said you could do with just one glance.
I refuse to talk to you!
He turned his head and looked at Uncle Jiu with a proud look on his face, "Who is this guy who makes the cow fly in the sky?"
How do cows fly in the sky
It's just a boast.
Sanlang didn't believe in his heart that Russell could learn it at a glance.
There is absolutely no such genius in this world.
If so, he would go back directly and let that tigress ravage him for another three years and then give birth to a little Sanlang!
Uncle Jiu had a smile on his face, his hands behind his back, looking leisurely at the sky. Sanlang, who was lying on the ground, suddenly had a bad premonition.
"This is my apprentice."
"You, your apprentice?"
Sanlang's voice was trembling as he spoke, and his legs almost went weak as he stood up, and he fell down again.
He swallowed his saliva and secretly looked at Russell again, "Practicing Taoism, how long have you been practicing Taoism?"
It would be better to say that you have been practicing Taoism for more than ten years, so that he will feel better.
After all, he was also a genius in the area back then, but he didn't practice in the past three years, was exploited, and didn't work hard.
Uncle Jiu looked up and pondered for a moment, "Let me think about it, I remember it for a long time."
How long
Sanlang was immediately delighted and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "How long? Ten years?"
He achieved the level of Earth Master in ten years, so he must be one of the top geniuses in Maoshan.
"Yeah, about a year or so. Ah, Sanlang, what's wrong with you, Sanlang?"
"You two, stay away from me, this is too much!!!"