Meng Qi took a deep breath and prepared to stand up to fight for his life. He was weak and weak, and An Guoxie, who was chasing after him if his injuries were not stabilized, would definitely not be much better.
However, as soon as he regained his strength, he felt a stabbing pain in his Dantian. His whole body was weak and he had no energy. He watched An Guoxie approaching and sealed several of his large acupuncture points with a wave of his left hand.
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The sequelae of being soaked in cold water after sacrificing one's life were more serious than I thought.
Meng Qi did not despair because he found that An Guoxie did not kill him directly. This showed that he was still useful, and as long as he did not die, he would still have a chance.
Cough cough cough, An Guoxie coughed violently, laughed wildly and said: You are the enemy who has made me most embarrassed in the past five years, and you are the lowest level opponent among the opponents I have encountered in the past five years. In order to catch up with you, I didn't take the injury into consideration at all. I already damaged the source. Fortunately, I didn't let you escape, hahahaha.
The kind of guy who kills casually is not considered an opponent at all.
He was seriously injured. Although his strength was still 60 to 70%, he chased after him non-stop after a short breath adjustment, which still hurt his origin.
However, as long as the origin is not continuously damaged, it is still possible to recover under the conditioning of the elixir technique, and the magical technique that can open the entrance between the eyebrows during the Qi accumulation period. After passing this village, there will be no such shop.
Tell me your technique for opening the ancestral aperture between the eyebrows, and maybe I will spare your life. An Guoxie took a few breaths and asked straightforwardly.
Meng Qi suddenly realized that this was what motivated him to pursue him.
If I had known this, I could have changed my approach.
His biggest mistake this time was that he misjudged the extent of An Guoxie's desire to catch him. Normally, he would do things for the crying old man. Even if he was punished if he failed, he would not take the risk of damaging his roots and possibly affecting his future promotions. , but a technique that can easily open the entrance between the eyebrows and help him step into the half-step of the outdoor scene is worth his actions.
The reason for the misjudgment was that he knew the truth about the Apparition Dafa and knew that it was not that magical, so he subconsciously underestimated its value in the eyes of people who did not know the truth. Otherwise, An Guoxie would definitely still be healing his wounds at this time and regulating his breath. After recovering a little strength, you can return east calmly, why did you miss and be captured
Emotions such as regret and regret briefly surfaced, but were quickly suppressed by Meng Qi. The matter was now at this point, and it was useless to think about it anymore. It was better to get rid of the emotional interference and find a way to escape.
Why should I believe you? Meng Qi asked calmly.
To be honest, he had no way of telling An Guoxie about the Transformation Technique, because when it was finally used, he had already exchanged it for the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation. If he passed it on privately, it would be obliterated.
An Guoxie had a wicked smile on his lips: Little bald donkey, you have fallen into my hands. You are meat on the chopping board, and you can be slaughtered by me. I will not make a soul oath, and you don’t need to believe it, because you can only choose to believe it. .
If you ask for something, you will have a weakness. If you don't swear, I won't tell you until I die. Meng Qi tested An Guoxie's bottom line. He actually didn't know what the soul oath was.
An Guoxie suppressed his smile and looked at Meng Qi coldly: Little bald donkey, it's not that easy to die. Don't worry, I will make your life worse than death. Alas, there are no torture tools here, so I'd better take you back to Halle and process you properly. When the time comes, hehe, you will definitely be crying and telling me the technique and begging me to kill you.
He looked up at the sky and said to himself: I have been chasing for almost two days. I don’t know what happened to the ancestor. I caught the little bald donkey. I shouldn’t be punished.
He grabbed Meng Qi's vest and clothes and quickly returned to Liushaji.
The quicksand is concentrated and there are few pedestrians. The towering poplar trees are still in various shapes, but they are covered with a thick layer of gravel, making them look gray and bleak.
The hills in the distance have collapsed and turned into countless rocks, burying the nearby area.
A master-level fight is really scary
An Guoxie had already sealed Meng Qi's mute acupuncture points and the acupoints on his upper body, tied his hands behind his back, and walked to Hanhai's first house while holding the rope.
He had great confidence in his ancestor, and believed that even if the master-level Xuan Bei could save his life, he would not be able to turn defeat into victory and was waiting for him in the inn.
If that were the case, with the Grandmaster's sensing ability, he would have been discovered long ago outside the gathering.
Stepping into the inn, the guests in the lobby, which had become sparse, all turned their gazes over. After seeing An Guoxie's iconic white hair and young face, they all lowered their heads and ate their food in silence, and the noise stopped abruptly.
Among them were the three horse bandits. They were just glad that they had not taken advantage of Master Xuanbei. Looking at the scene of the fight the day before yesterday, they might not have died if they had robbed, but they would have been transformed into Buddhism. , life is worse than death.
At this time, seeing Meng Qi being captured by An Guoxie, they felt more and more the tyranny of the Crying Old Man's lineage.
Jiuniang, ancestor, did you kill that monk? An Guoxie asked Qu Jiuniang, who looked like someone owed her 30,000 taels of silver.
Qu Jiuniang raised her head and slapped the table with her slender hand: "You can call me Jiuniang too."
An Guoxie snorted: Others are afraid of you, but I will not be afraid of you. Answer my questions honestly.
Qu Jiuniang's eyes seemed to have a sandstorm brewing: I told you to get out, did you hear that
An Guoxie was furious, but after seeing Qu Jiuniang's cold eyes, he calmed down. The one who can shock Jiuniang is his ancestor, not himself. If he offends her, she will teach her a lesson, as long as no one is killed, The ancestor will definitely not seek justice. After all, he has many important things to do, and Qu Jiuniang has a mysterious background. No one knows what unnecessary trouble he will cause if he touches her.
A good man doesn't want to suffer the immediate loss, so An Guoxie lowered his head and said: Please tell me the shopkeeper about the situation of the previous battle.
Qu Jiuniang's pink lips twitched twice, with a disdainful expression on her face, and she sternly uttered one word:
roll
An Guoxie took a deep breath, pulled Meng Qi into the lobby, and said loudly: Who can tell me the outcome of the fight between my ancestor and that monk
The boss of the three horse bandits, the Sha Ke who was carrying a waist knife, said flatteringly: Boss An Guo, the ancestor and the monk fought all the way into the vast sea, and we don’t know what happened after that.
An Guoxie's eyelids twitched. That monk was so tyrannical.
At this time, the waiter brought the food and said with a smile: "I heard from the shopkeeper that it was hard to tell the winner. They fought along the way to the depths of the vast sea, and no one has returned yet."
An Guoxie pondered for a moment and decided to immediately leave Liushaji with the little bald donkey and return to Halle, lest the ancestor could not kill the monk and be blocked by him.
On the way, as long as you find out which skill is tortured, kill the little bald donkey immediately
He paused and asked again: "Is there another young monk?"
Have my three junior brothers completed their mission
The waiter said without thinking: As soon as the two masters entered the vast sea, the young monk ran out of the inn, saying that he was going to find his master and brother. Then he seemed to have entered the vast sea and lost his trace.
Zhenhui went to find him. Meng Qi didn't know why, but his heart suddenly warmed up. But Zhenhui had not yet fully accumulated energy, and the vast sea was vast and dangerous. Could he be lost from now on
This worry quickly disappeared because Meng Qi thought of himself. His situation seemed to be more worrying. He should first find a way to escape from the hands of the white-headed vulture.
An Guoxie cursed in a low voice: "Three guys who are not successful enough but are more likely to be ruined. You can't even catch a little monk who has a small amount of energy. Go back and see how the ancestor will deal with you."
He felt that Moko's magic-subduing fist, which explored the mysteries of life and death, scared the three idiots and made them hide far away.
After carefully asking about the details of the battle, An Guoxie took Meng Qi's vest and went straight to the sea.
Qu Jiuniang raised her head and looked at the direction in which they disappeared. Her eyes were dark and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Then she took out a piece of white paper and wrote:
The old man crying and Shaolin Xuanbei fought to a draw and entered the depths of the vast sea. Xuanbei was expected to be seriously injured, so the old man crying was defeated and fled because the old man crying had underestimated the opponent and had no desire to fight, and Xuanbei was filled with hatred.
One of Xuanbei's two disciples got lost and the other was caught by An Guoxie. They might set a trap to lure Xuanbei to his death in the future.
It is possible to win over both.
She stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked her lips. She suddenly felt unusually charming. Then she breathed out and whispered in a confused and sighing voice:
Since ancient times, it is difficult to ask God’s will
She rolled up the note and put it in her arms without signing it.
In the vast sea, An Guoxie did not dare to delay and just wanted to return to Halle as soon as possible, so he carried Meng Qi and hurried all the way without stopping.
But in the end, he was damaged. He could only recover 50% to 60% of his injuries, and he still couldn't support himself even if he kept walking. In the evening, he had to find a place in the center of some weathered rocks, make a fire to barbecue, and meditate while adjusting his breath.
After Meng Qi ate a few pieces of antelope meat and drank some water, his feeling of physical weakness subsided a lot, but his forehead was still hot and he felt groggy, as if he was seriously ill.
However, what surprised him was that after practicing the Yijin Tonggu chapter, his qualifications improved, his muscles and bones improved, and his recovery ability was much stronger than expected. In addition, after the awakening, the liver qi continued to grow, and the sealed acupuncture points had been loosened. Thread-like inner Qi began to condense in the body.
He was cautious, slowing down his luck, and tried to attack the sealed acupoints. Although this was the acupuncture method of Jin Zhongzhao, the main martial art, it was not professional and quite superficial, but it was better than nothing.
During this process, Meng Qi kept paying attention to An Guoxie's actions and found that after taking the healing elixir, he had been concentrating on recovering from his injuries and had no time for others.
It had been half a day since the acupoints were sealed, and they themselves had loosened a lot, so they became even more shaky under Meng Qi's impact.