Dugu squinted his eyes, contemptuously: "Look at this old guy, his grandson is so nervous after being injured a little bit, he has no demeanor of a great general, really despise him, my official position is inferior to such a man, the world is equal sad!!"
Dugu Wudi grinned widely, and cooperated with his old man, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice: "That's right, I despise it so much, the world is in sympathy."
All the ministers shook their heads at the same time, with infinite contempt: As far as your Dugu family is concerned, even if you lose a piece of oily skin, you still have to call Potian, thanks to you still despising Jun Zhantian here, you are truly shameless! However, Mr. Dugu's dragging text seems to be similar, and it is estimated that some dog-headed master helped to consider it...
kindness? Have you considered it for a long time? This is shocking news! Is the military at odds? Thinking of this, all the old foxes murmured in their hearts.
Seeing his son cooperate with him so much, the old man Dugu Zongheng was overjoyed and felt so comforted by his old man, he pulled his beard and said, "It's better for my family, a dozen or so guys come out, all of them are fierce, not like Jun's family, Just a hair."
Dugu Wudi immediately nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "That's right."
Everyone felt chills: just one sentence and let out the bottom, a dozen or so guys came out? Do you think your wife is a sow? How vulgar! Besides, your three sons add up to nearly twenty wives, and you only have a dozen grandchildren, so you are ashamed to brag about it!
Ignoring the pair of father and son who were boasting and smug, they walked out shaking their heads one by one, and went home.
Just take what happened in the past two days as a seemingly wonderful farce. I knew it was like this, alas.
Not long after, the guards at the palace gate saw Mr. Jun triumphantly carrying an old man with white hair and beard, carrying a medicine box, out of the palace gate. Jun Zhantian was riding a horse by himself, and there was actually a sedan chair!
It seems that before the old man entered the palace, he even prepared the sedan chair for the imperial doctor...
It's really... considered exhaustive, thoughtful!
What is an expert, this is an expert!
Young Master Jun Moxie was lying on the bed, trying his best to look like he was dying of illness, but in fact he was already enjoying himself.
Little Lolita Keer served her carefully, scooping bird's nest porridge with rock sugar, ginseng and lotus seed soup, eight-treasure lotus root soup, etc. in short, they are edible and tonic items, and they can be eaten over and over again. The only thing that displeased him was that the old man also brought in a lot of sixth-level mysterious beast blood, which is said to be a rare tonic, but Jun Moxie squeezed his nose and poured it down every time, or fell down when he found time In the bucket by the bed...
It's too bad to drink! Brother, I'm not a savage, so why should I drink raw blood? How unhygienic, aren't you afraid of having a stomachache? !
Of course, this is not the only thing that makes him happy, the key is that after this injury, Jun Moxie found that the Hongjun Pagoda in his mind has been rotating at a high speed, and the white mist of aura coming out of it is also more intense, over and over again The meridians in his body were being washed away, especially the injured area, which became the focus of care. In less than a day and a night, the sword wound in his body had healed seven or eight times.
After coughing a few times and coughing up a few thick black blood clots, the dullness in the chest has also eased a lot; the sword wound on the thigh looks very, very serious, after all, it is almost transparent, but after the continuous spiritual energy Under the nourishment, I can no longer feel the pain; only the itching all over the body made Jun Moxie a little uncomfortable, but also a little comfortable, as the saying goes, pain and happiness...
Not only that, because of the injury this time, the spiritual energy in the Hongjun Pagoda is constantly outputting, it seems that it will not stop until the scars on Jun Moxie's body fall off, of course Jun Moxie is not willing to let go of this kind of cultivation Timing, he fully activated the Kaitian Good Fortune Kungfu, guiding the spiritual energy like substance to travel through the meridians. This operation, he immediately discovered the difference, the aura collided in the meridians as if condensed into substance. After several times of blockage of the meridian caused by the injury, he suddenly became cheerful, and felt the air flow in the meridian expand and become thicker at a speed almost visible to the naked eye...
In the past, when encountering such a situation, Hongjun Pagoda had already stopped the output, but this time it did not mean to stop at all. Of course Jun Moxie was so happy, he simply gave up on healing the sword wound, and focused on guiding the spiritual energy to grow stronger Air flow, muffled fortune.
Jun Moxie suddenly felt that this kind of behavior of his was close to fraud... People kindly help you heal your injuries, but you use this opportunity to improve yourself, just like profiteers taking advantage of people's kindness to make huge profits...
but
This kind of fraud, I would rather come a few more times! I'm addicted to scams! Don't lie, don't lie! Jun Moxie shouted in his heart, and even more grasped the speed of "fraud"...
Otherwise, what if the injury is healed and the aura falls back to its original state, what should I do? Now that I am used to such high-quality aura transmission, once it returns to its original shape, where can I cry? Is it possible to cut myself two more swords in exchange for this? The cultivation atmosphere? !
It's a pity that the output of spiritual energy will still heal various wounds more or less, no matter how slow it is, it is always in the process of healing. When the sword wound on the thigh also felt itchy, Hongjun The aura in the tower finally slowed down the transmission speed, and after maintaining it for a while, the speed finally stopped slowly, and the sea of consciousness returned to silence...
Jun Moxie was startled, and finally woke up, sighing in his heart, it seems that I haven't enjoyed enough and said - this kind of cultivation speed is so fascinating. Under the inner vision of luck, a transparent air flow in the meridian slowly flows, compared to before the injury, it has doubled in this short night! If it is measured according to the standard of profound energy in this world, it is at least around the eighth level of profound energy, and it is very pure!
In this world where there are ants below the ninth rank, in the forest of strong men who have just started from Yinxuan and Jinxuan, even a very pure eighth-rank profound energy is not worth mentioning; but don't think that Jun Moxie's speed is very slow You know, it took him only a month and a half to do his best when he came to this world, and in this mere one and a half months, he had risen from his original third-rank profound energy to eighth-rank in one fell swoop! This kind of cultivation speed, even those old immortals of the Supreme Shenxuan would be shocked!
If there is such a thing as an anatomy research institute in this world, once you discover Jun Moxie's practice speed, if you don't get caught and disassembled to study it over and over again, then it will be hell! Jun Moxie breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt that his injury this time was really... his grandma's worth! He even wondered if he cut himself two swords every once in a while!
A guard came in and reported, "Master Tang, Mr. Tang has come to visit you."
Jun Moxie snorted, then remembered something, and stuffed a cloth bag next to the pillow into the bed as if nothing had happened, and then said in a weak voice: "Go and invite Young Master Tang to come in."
Following the sound of dull footsteps, Fatty Tang gasped and walked into Jun Moxie's room with great difficulty. The huge bedroom seemed to suddenly become narrow. "Third Young Master, you scared me to death." Tang Yuan was shocked: "I heard that you went to see the first emperor, and cried for half the night, the whole night, you said that if our brothers are really separated from heaven and man forever, How can you let me live!"
Jun Moxie looked at the fat man weakly, he really wanted to jump up and kick him out! But now that I have to play a serious injury, I have to spare him for a while. But the eyes are already stark enough to eat people...