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The pain in my finger was even worse, several times more painful than when I cut it. It was like a saw was cutting my finger, and waves of pain came in like a tidal wave. [△网WwW.]
He bit the quilt and suppressed his moans, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
He kept tossing until midnight, and the pain subsided slightly. The fatigue accumulated over the past two days overwhelmed him, and he finally fell asleep.
Early the next morning, he woke up faintly.
He looked around and saw bright sunshine shining through the windows. The surroundings were very quiet. Birds were chirping under the eaves. It was another leisurely morning.
He got up and sat down, opened the window, and the fresh air rushed in.
He suddenly felt refreshed and his whole body was light. Compared with yesterday, it was as if he had gone from hell to heaven. There was a real difference between clouds and mud.
He looked down at his left hand and suddenly his eyes widened.
Two tender white fingers appeared on the originally broken index finger and middle finger. They were completely different from the surrounding fingers. They were white and tender, crystal clear and moist, just like a woman's tender onion fingers.
He moved his fingers, and it was indeed his own. Then he reached out and picked up a piece of hair on the desk. He used his thumb and index finger, thumb and middle finger respectively. They all moved freely without any feeling of sluggishness or abnormality. His fingers actually turned out to be real. It’s grown out!
Indescribable excitement and the joy of regaining something hit him.
He opened the door with a "bang" and rushed out of the room with a long stride. He came to the front of the Taoist temple. Zhou Haoran and Zheng Xiabo were practicing swordsmanship. Their movements were slow and the swords were shining like water.
Seeing him coming, he looked over with concern. [△网WwW.]
Zhou Haoran was still angry with him and hummed: "You look good!"
Wen Tingdao raised his left hand, stretched out his palm and showed it in front of them: "Two senior brothers, take a look! Take a good look!"
The two of them looked at his left hand and their eyes suddenly widened.
"It's not fake, is it?" Zhou Haoran stepped forward and twirled two white fingers.
Wen Tingdao suddenly pinched his fingers, and Zhou Haoran turned his fingers into claws and pecked at his fingers. Wen Tingdao flicked his fingers.
"Bah!" He was full of energy.
Zhou Haoran took back his hand and said in disbelief: "It's really your fingers, their skills are not diminished!"
Zheng Xiabo said: "Did it really grow?"
Wen Tingdao laughed proudly: "It's really grown! This is my finger, haha!"
Originally he didn't think the finger was precious, but after losing it and finding it again, he was indescribably surprised and cherished.
"It's amazing to be able to grow fingers in two days!" Zheng Xiabo exclaimed: "This Intermittent Pill is indeed well-deserved!"
The Jian Yue Sect has a long history and is no less inferior to the Guangming Holy Sect. The sect also has elixir sutras such as the "Ultimate Treasure Alchemy Sutra" and I have heard of the Intermittent Dan.
But the sect has never practiced it before. Just because he knew it, he knew that no one could refine the Intermittent Pill, so he didn't believe that what Chu Li took out was the Intermittent Pill.
"Congratulations to Junior Brother Wen!" The two of them clasped their fists and laughed.
Wen Tingdao clasped his fists and laughed, then suddenly stopped and whispered: "Senior Brother Zhou, Senior Brother Zheng, I think of Senior Uncle Hu!"
"Uncle Hu..." Their expressions changed slightly, and they looked at each other with bright eyes.
Wen Tingdao smiled and said: "If Master Hu gets this intermittent pill, how do you think you will react?"
"We must get the Intermittent Pill!" the two said in a deep voice.
Zheng Xiabo said in a deep voice: "Master Hu has excellent swordsmanship. After the thumbs of his left and right hands were cut off, he was unable to use the sword. However, he was so obsessed with swords that he wanted to practice the blood-clothed magical skill. Therefore, he was imprisoned in Tingchao Temple. If Master Hu got this I don’t know how happy I will be with the Intermittent Pill... Our Sword Moon Sect’s strength has greatly increased!”
"Don't tell Uncle Hu first, otherwise he will definitely escape from Tingchao Temple and come to steal the pill renewal!" Zhou Haoran said: "On the contrary, it will be bad... This Zhao Dahe is a wizard of alchemy!"
"And he is a trustworthy person." Zheng Xiabo said with a smile: "If it were me, I might not be able to give Junior Brother Wen the Intermittent Pill. This thing is too precious!"
"He must still have Intermittent Pills in his hand!" Zhou Haoran snorted: "Otherwise, I'll grab some and bring them back to Master Hu!"
"That's an idea." Zheng Xiabo shook his head: "But you can't do it until the last minute. Don't buy and sell at once. In addition to Master Hu, there are also several uncles and uncles who have had their fingers cut off, and some even have their arms broken. If they can recover, , our contribution will be great, and we will be favored by several uncles and uncles. With their guidance, our swordsmanship will definitely improve by leaps and bounds!"
When he said this, his expression shone brightly, as did the other two.
The best thing about swordsmanship is to understand it yourself, and then get guidance from a master. Although their master is a master, but if there are a few masters and uncles to give guidance, stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade, and the benefits will be endless!
"What should we do?" Zhou Haoran asked.
Wen Tingdao thought for a while: "Two senior brothers, how about we exchange it with him? What kind of elixir does he need? How about exchanging it with us for the Intermittent Pill?"
"This is a good idea." Zhou Haoran nodded and said with a smile: "The elixirs they have in Dali are far apart. Let's just take out some and make him dumbfounded and change them obediently!"
"Don't forget that he is an alchemist!" Zheng Xiabo shook his head.
The three of them fell silent.
Wen Tingdao thought for a while and said, "Exchange with Bai Knotweed for him!"
"It makes sense!" Zheng Xiabo said: "But you have to pay attention to the secret exchanges. The Holy Sect of Light may not be willing to let its disciples exchange privately. We are not friends with the Holy Sect of Light!"
"Okay, I will find him secretly." Wen Tingdao nodded.
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In the early morning, the air is fresh.
Chu Li is practicing the thirty-six postures of nourishing qi in the back garden.
He suddenly made a move: "Since you are here, just show up."
Wen Tingdao was wearing a blue shirt, holding a folding fan, and said with a smile: "I'm here to say thank you. Thank you Brother Zhao for the Intermittent Pill!"
"You're welcome." Chu Li kept moving and continued to practice the thirty-six postures of nourishing qi: "This is what we agreed. I, Zhao Dahe, always keep my word."
"I wonder if Brother Zhao still has the Intermittent Pill?"
"Yes, but I want to dedicate it to the sect so that I can gain great merit."
"... Then how about Zaiyun giving us four?" Wen Tingdao said with a smile, "Brother Zhao, you can make any requests!"
Chu Li shook his head: "It was a fluke this time, but it may not happen next time. I don't have much left. There are many disabled people in the church who need it more, so I won't change it, and I can't change it with you!"
"Sigh..." Wen Tingdao shook his head and said, "Our Sword Moon Sect also has a spiritual elixir. Brother Zhao, aren't you interested?"
Chu Li shook his head.
"What if we exchange martial arts?" Wen Tingdao looked at him with a smile.
Chu Li immediately said: "What martial arts?"
"What kind of martial arts do you want?" Wen Tingdao said with a smile on his handsome face: "As long as it is not our martial arts, you can choose it."
"The martial arts of Zhuan Lun Temple." Chu Li said.
Wen Tingdao pondered: "The martial arts of Zhuan Lun Temple are all taught through initiation and cannot be seen by outsiders."
Chu Li said: "Then there is nothing to exchange."
"The martial arts of Zhuan Lun Temple are not invincible." Wen Tingdao shook his head: "There is a way to restrain yourself."
Chu Li shook his head and said: "There is no use in restraining yourself. My cultivation is not enough."
"There is a magic elixir to restore internal strength." Wen listened and smiled.
Chu Li frowned: "Similar to the Rejuvenation Pill?"
Wen Tingdao nodded slowly: "Not bad!"
Chu Li waved his hand: "That's even worse!"
It's too easy to get caught, and pills to restore martial arts are taboo.
Wen Tingdao frowned and looked at him: "Haicangshan's swordsmanship!"
"Do you have any idea?"
"...No." Wen Tingdao shook his head: "Haicangshan's inner method is secret and cannot be passed on to others."
"What's the use of that!" Chu Li snorted.
"Haicangshan's swordsmanship is already superb, although it is not as good as our Sword Moon Sect's."
"Our Great Light Sword is already a top-notch swordsmanship."
"Haha!" Wen Tingdao laughed. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users please visit m.read for a better reading experience.