Lu Qingyun's injury was so serious that he lost consciousness and passed out. When he woke up again, it was the afternoon of the next day.
He looked up at Charan Dorje, who had his eyes closed and no breathing at all. He still felt uneasy.
Holding back the pain of many strands of true energy hitting his meridians in the west, he staggered to his feet, raised his hand and slapped his Heavenly Spirit Cover heavily.
Banseng, who had already died of his illness in the west, also enjoyed the same treatment.
After Lu Qingyun eliminated all hidden dangers, he breathed a long sigh of relief.
After taking a look at the environment of Western Zhou Dynasty, I felt a little worried.
It is really a taboo for warriors to heal injuries in such a hurry in such a place without any cover!
However, his severe injuries made it impossible for him to control the five foreign energies raging in the eight extraordinary meridians. If he did not heal his injuries immediately, he would explode and die.
Lu Qingyun couldn't care anymore. He sat cross-legged on the snow, closed his eyes and used the Nine Yang Magic to start repairing the injuries in his body.
I don’t know when it started, but the sky turned a lead color.
Large tracts of snowflakes fell silently, like petals scattered by fairies in the sky, pure and white.
The snow is getting heavier and heavier.
Slowly covering the entire dense forest, it also wrapped him up.
Lu Qingyun was overjoyed!
With such a good natural disguise, he no longer had any scruples and worked hard to repair his injuries.
The heavy snow finally stopped after the seventh day, and Lu Qingyun was covered under the huge snowdrift.
The repair ability of Jiuyang Divine Art is indeed powerful. In just a few days, his injuries were almost healed.
The infuriating energy flowing in the body was also suppressed very well.
Two uninvited guests suddenly appeared in the dense forest, which startled a few sparrows that were chirping on the snowdrifts and flew high.
A young man ran forward, turning his head from time to time to look at the young woman chasing him behind him.
"Yue Buqun, you shameless person, stop here."
The voice of Huashan heroine Ning Zhongze echoed in the cold wind, and her eyes flashed with angry flames.
Fellow disciple Yue Buqun, as a disciple of Qi Zong, secretly learned the skills of Jian Zong.
After being discovered by her, she did not want to repent and secretly escaped from Huashan in an attempt to avoid punishment.
"Junior sister, why are you doing this! I secretly learned Jian Zong's skills for the sake of our Qi Zong."
There was deep snow in the dense forest, making the journey difficult. There was a huge snowdrift blocking the way ahead, and Yue Buqun stopped.
If he hadn't seen that Ning Zhongze was the daughter of the leader, he would have killed her long ago. How could he be chased around Dadu by Yi Yi?
"quibble!"
Ning Zhong took out the sword in his hand and pointed it at Yue Buqun.
As the daughter of the leader of the airbending clan, it goes without saying that the airbending skills are powerful.
Her father Ning Qingqi's Zixia magical skill has conquered the world and has never been matched.
"Junior sister, our Qi Bong skills are powerful, but they take too long. It will take at least thirty years to reach the master's level.
And you also know that Jian Zong Kung Fu is easy to master and has extremely quick results. In less than ten years, we can be far away from our young disciples of the Qi Sect.
What's more, the sword sect has a clear and powerful swordsmanship, and suddenly achieved great success in swordsmanship. He is already known as the number one swordsman in Huashan Mountain. "
Yue Buqun said calmly, completely ignoring the long sword three inches away from his throat.
These things are no secret in Huashan. Several competitions between the young disciples of the two Jianqi sects always ended with the Jianqi sect winning.
Ning Zhong could not refute.
Her father, Ning Qingqi, was considered to be the strongest person in Qi Zong, but he could not withstand two hundred moves against Feng Qingyang. Jian Zong had clearly surpassed Qi Zong.
In the past two years, the Sword Sect has become more and more powerful. They have been at loggerheads with the Qi Sect over the Huashan Orthodoxy, and there is always the danger of a fight.
"Even so, you have committed a big taboo by secretly learning Jian Zong's skills! Follow me back to Huashan and go to Jian Zong to plead guilty. My father should be able to protect you."
"Junior sister, why are you so cruel? Can't you let me go after our friendship for more than ten years? As long as you don't tell, no one else will know."
Yue Buqun looked pleading, but he made up his mind that he would never go to Jianzong to plead guilty.
Even if Master Ning Qingqi comes forward, Immortal will be deprived of his cultivation.
He secretly learned the sword sect's skills just to surpass his fellow sect members and prepare to take over as the sect leader in the future.
If you lose your cultivation, all your efforts will be in vain.
"Yue Buqun, you are too selfish. Do you want to cause the two Sword Qi Sects to start a war?"
Ning Zhongze brought the sword closer one inch.
"Okay, I listen to my junior sister." Yue Buqun glanced at the sword at his throat and sighed, "For the sake of the sect and the master, you and I will go to the Sword Sect to confess."
Ning Zhongze also breathed a sigh of relief and took back his sword.
If Yue Buqun didn't agree, she wouldn't be able to stab him to death with a sword.
Just as she turned around, a long sword suddenly struck from behind.
Ning Zhong subconsciously turned around to avoid, but she was still stabbed in the back by Yue Buqun's sword energy.
Severe pain came, and Ning Zhong felt as if her body was being torn apart, and the blood instantly dyed her clothes red.
She fell to the snow, gasping for breath.
Yue Buqun approached with a sneer, his eyes full of ridicule and pride.
"Junior Sister Ning, you are so naive. I will definitely go back to Huashan, but I will not plead guilty. Instead, I will tell Master that Junior Sister, you died at the hands of the Sword Sect."
Ning Zhong gritted her teeth and tried to hold back the severe pain, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes. "Yue Buqun, you are so despicable! I won't let you succeed."
"Do you think you still have a chance? You have been seriously injured and are no match for me."
Yue Buqun sneered, and the bloody sword in his hand stabbed Ning Zhongze's heart again.
Ning Zhong closed his eyes and waited for the end of life.
Just when she thought she was about to leave this world, the snowdrift behind Yue Buqun suddenly exploded, and a figure flew out of the snowdrift.
Yue Buqun was shocked, feeling the cold murderous intent emanating from the man, and ran out as fast as he could.
"I didn't expect that the Huashan Sect, the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains, would turn out to be some shameless people!"
After Lu Qingyun touched several large acupoints of Ning Zhongze with his fingers, he looked at the fleeing figure with cold eyes and a sneer on his lips.
In his eyes, the cultivation level of a second-grade warrior is like an ant.
With a flick of his fingers, a powerful internal force shot out.
Yue Buqun ran more than thirty steps before his body was penetrated and he fell to the snow.
Ning Zhong walked around the edge of the gate of hell and looked at Lu Qingyun gratefully, "Thank you, I can't repay you for saving my life."
Lu Qingyun shook his head, "I don't need your reward, I just can't stand this shameless villain behavior."
Ning Zhong was lying on the snow, knowing that his injuries were very serious. If he didn't get treatment, he might lose his life.
The person in front of her is young, handsome, and has advanced cultivation. He must be able to save her.
Regardless of the fact that the wound was in her daughter's private part, she said shyly, "Can you help me heal it?"
