Marquis of Grand Xia

Chapter 70: Diamond Flower

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"Let this king think about it." Seeing Ning Chen's miserable appearance, Prince Yan couldn't bear it. He stepped forward and sealed all the acupoints in Aman's body to protect his last breath. , this is known to the world, even if he restores his innate cultivation base now

, also cannot change this fact.

Innate is not omnipotent, and everything in the world has its own laws. It is not that there are no things that defy the heavens and change their lives, but they are very few.

A mortal human heart, where the essence of the body condenses, even the Dantian Qi Sea cannot be compared with it. The Qi sea is broken, and most of the energy and body are completely useless. As long as the treatment is timely, a life can be saved. However, once the heart pulse is destroyed, anyone can are powerless.

Aman is not innate, and he has not yet escaped the limitations of his mortal body. If he wants to change his life against the sky, it is difficult to reach the sky.

"please"

Ning Chen kowtowed and coughed up blood, his face was covered in blood, his hair was messy, and he was in a miserable and desolate state.

Suddenly, Prince Yan frowned, as if thinking of something, but hesitated.

The ear was desolate and unbroken, and he knocked his head again and again, knocked on the ground, and also knocked into Prince Yan's heart. After a long time, he sighed softly and said, "The only chance is to go to Qingshuang Valley to find Lingjinghua!"

Ning Chen raised his head suddenly, his eyes showing shock, he had heard of this place, this is an extremely cold place in the northwest of Daxia, snow all year round, no grass grows, how could there be a so-called Lingjinghua.

"Go there, you will understand, but listen to this king's advice, if it doesn't work, don't force it"

Prince Yan's voice carried a rare heaviness. Lingjing flowers are hard to find in the world, and only Qingshuang Valley can grow. However, this glimmer of hope will most likely kill Ning Chen.

That's why he hesitated just now. For the current Ning Chen, this method can be described as a near death. According to the latter's character, it is impossible for him to give up.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior." Ning Chen nodded, and immediately pleaded again, "I also ask senior to unseal the Zhuantian Pill in this junior's body."

Now, he has no time to heal, and even, with his current situation, whether he can survive to the Cyan Frost Valley is still two things.

Prince Yan sighed heavily, pointed his sword with his right hand, and pointed at the former Dantian Qi Sea. Then, a violent medicinal force erupted, destroying the rottenness, repairing the injury and causing even more damage frantically.

The next moment, Ning Chen ran the scroll of life, forcibly absorbed this huge medicinal power, and his whole body cultivation level immediately broke through the dangerous level, from the fifth rank acquired to the seventh rank realm.

The silver rays of light faded, and in the sea of qi in the dantian, the waves were raging.

"Uh" In the painful muffled sound, blood kept dripping from Ning Chen's mouth. The improvement of his cultivation at the cost of destroying his own potential brought pain beyond words, like a thousand knives scraping the bone, the knife hurting into the bone marrow.

After the cultivation level was improved, Ning Chen immediately endured the pain all over his body and tried his best to suppress the injuries in his body.

Prince Yan sighed again, unknowingly, the number of sighs in one night today was more than in the past ten years. The word love is too light, and hurts others; too serious, hurts yourself.

Aman is very affectionate, so he has no regrets and no regrets, and Ning Chen is very affectionate, so he has to suffer this thousand knives.

"You can go in peace, before you come back, even if this king has exhausted his life's cultivation, he will protect A'man's last ray of life." Prince Yan looked at Ning Chen and made a promise.

After speaking, Prince Yan thought about it carefully and added, "In addition, there is a broken heart grass in the palace, which is highly poisonous, but it can catalyze the blood, it is useful to you, bring some, or that sentence, nothing can be done, Don't force it"

"Thank you senior"

Ning Chen kowtowed heavily, for this kindness, if there is a future, he will be smashed to pieces in return.

In the northwest of Daxia, the cold moon hangs high, and suddenly the carriage is galloping, drawing a crazy shadow, a black horse and a black carriage, rushing across the wasteland. In front of the Green Frost Valley, a sword with bright colors in the snow was lying across the wind and snow. The tip of the sword was dripping with blood, and frost hit the sword all year round. Next to it, a young man was half-recumbent, dressed in a black-white cloak, with a handsome face. There is not a trace of human emotion between the eyes half-closed,

The lonely swordsman crossed the road ahead.

Ning Chen came to the front of the valley, stopped the carriage, and begged, "In the next Ningchen, ask for a crystal flower."

"One step forward, kill." The young man's eyes remained still, and the most ruthless killing intent was spit out from his lips.

There was no words in the words, and the road ahead was blocked. Ning Chen had no choice but to turn the wheelchair and force his way through the barrier.

At the same moment, in front of Qingshuang Valley, the snow sword flew up, spun in the air, and brought a waterfall of snowflakes. In the snowflakes, the young man got up, moved his body, moved his sword, the cold sword, the cold eyes, and the beginning of martial arts.

Suddenly feeling a stagnation in the body, Ning Chen didn't have time to think about it, and relied on the unparalleled foundation to make a sharp sword move.

"when"

The two swords collided, causing the sky to snow wildly. The snow sword showed no mercy. The move turned again and fell downward.

The young man, who was not good at fighting at the beginning, had to learn to fight these days, and he was naturally not as fearless as he used to be.

In the Qingshuang Valley, the battle between the two powers, the murderous intention is bitter, and the Qingshuang Valley has a suppressing effect on the cultivation base, but the foundation of the scroll of life is unparalleled in the world, Ning Chen is not afraid, and the moves are not affected at all. The young man is very strong. In this Cyan Frost Valley, the cultivation of the two of them is suppressed, and the duel between the moves and the foundation becomes the key. However, even so, Ning Chen does not dare to be careless. The strength of the opponent is beyond imagination, between the sword moves, mottled, yet

Unlike the side door of the evil way, the changing sword is unpredictable.

When the move was blocked, Ning Chen abandoned his weakness and used his unparalleled foundation to protect a foot in front of him, the same move, and the ever-changing sword.

One step in the wheelchair, one step in the carriage, Ning Chen's moves are simple, just to move forward.

"Your moves, without distinction or difference, originate from the unparalleled foundation, infused with self-comprehension, there is a kind of obsession with guardianship, which makes me arouse the desire to destroy all this"

After the words fell, Mu Qianshang moved again, the snow sword was as fast as a flash, cut open the guard, stabbed straight, and came out through the body.

"Uh"

Ning Chen didn't hide, blood spurted out from his right chest, and in the long muffled groan, cold air surged around his body, silver light swayed in the wind and snow, and the body around Xuejian quickly froze.

"Um?"

Mu Qianshang frowned, a silver light flashed in his handsome and bewitching eyes, the hand holding the sword was not loose, and the other hand urged the body to slap Ning Chen's heart.

Ning Chen forcibly endured the pain in his chest, and his kung fu urged him to meet him with the same palm.

"boom"

With a loud explosion, the wind and snow rolled wildly between the two of them. Under Mu Qianshang and Ning Chen, the ground cracked and fell three inches deep.

The blood dripped, and the two were injured at the same time. No one took advantage of the basic duel.

However, this moment of heavy trauma made it impossible for Ning Chen to trap Xuejian any longer. Mu Qianshang moved, pulled out the Xuejian, and the sword swung the afterimage.

"Half-Day Redness Reflecting the River Moon"

The extreme move, combined with the extreme sword, brought a surge of pressure to the face, and Mu Qianshang's kung fu reached its peak.

There is no choice, no retreat, Ning Chenyun's final body, for a time, the sky is full of snow, the frost is turbulent, the silver light is shining in the snowy world, the ink sword is transformed into a thousand, and it is condensed into one in the change.

"One Feather Feather, One Sword in Heaven and Earth"

The extreme move revealed that Ning Chen used his severely injured body to force the strongest move. Immediately, blood spurted out from all over his body, and the world of wind and snow was instantly dyed vermilion.

Xuejian slashed in the air, and was amazed for a moment, but stopped for a moment, Mu Qianshang frowned slightly, Xuejian retracted, and he was behind him.

"You are injured, you have no intention of this battle, please come back"

The swordsman retracted his sword, representing the end of the martial arts, Mu Qianshang turned around and walked towards the valley step by step.

Ning Chen endured the injury in his body, and pleaded in a low voice, "I'm willing to pay any price, but I ask for a crystal flower."

Mu Qianshang stopped, looking back, a ray of light flashed in Yaomei's eyes, "Any price?"

"Any price" Ning Chen nodded without hesitation.

"Stupid!" With a cold snort, Mu Qianshang walked away. In the cold wind, a faint voice came out, "Come in."

Ning Chen followed, the wheelchair turned, and behind him, there were only two bloodstains stained red.

On the ice and snow lake with a radius of thousands of feet, Mu Qianshang stopped and looked at the white lake with ruthless and deep eyes.

"This is Qianxue Lake, and the crystal flower grows from here. You only need to plant your own blood and wait for a while. However, for thousands of years, only three people have succeeded, and they can't bear the crystal flower. It depends on your luck"

When the words fell, Mu Qianshang looked back at Ning Chen, and said coldly, "Let me witness your so-called price."

"Thank you"

Ning Chen was stunned for a moment, then thanked him, and then, with a light stroke, a half-inch hole appeared on his right index finger. Saw the slightest movement.

Ning Chen was not discouraged, turned the wheelchair, changed a place, continued to plant his own blood, buried it with snow, and then waited quietly.

Not far away, Mu Qianshang watched all this calmly, without the slightest fluctuation in his eyes.

Half a day later, Ning Chen ate the heart-broken grass, and the injury that was about to erupt was suppressed by the exercise of his body. The Qianxue Lake was still peaceful, and there was no change.

Ning Chen's right index finger was scabbed, so he changed another finger. After half a day, it was scabbed again, and then he changed another finger.

Three days later, ten fingers could not be replaced, and they had all scabbed over. Ning Chen frowned slightly, and immediately tore open the blood scab. In order to prevent the wound from scabbing, he made a deep cut again.

There was still no movement on the lake, and the blood that was planted did not produce crystal flowers. Ning Chen had a life roll and recovered much faster than ordinary people, so it didn't seem to have much impact.

Another four days passed, ten fingers scabbed again, and the bleeding from the wound did not seem to be so smooth.

Ning Chen took the Heartbroken Grass once again, tore open the blood scab, and still silently planted hope.

The fingers are connected to the heart, but now it doesn't seem to hurt anymore.

Mu Qianshang walked over, looked at Ning Chen, and said indifferently, "Is there any last wish?" Ning Chen looked at the index finger on his right hand that no longer dripped blood, frowned slightly, and immediately tore the blood scab open again, and said in a hoarse voice " If the Lingjing flower blooms, help me deliver it to Prince Yue's Mansion in the Southern Border"