Legend of the Great Saint

Even musicians have the means to hurt people with the sound of the violin, doctors have their own way of protecting themselves, and in doctors' books, there is the method of sacrificing the plague.

“Plague” is not a demon, just like the legendary "Plague God” is actually a god who avoids the plague.

The plague feeds on the plague, accumulates in the body, accumulates daily and monthly to a certain degree, and when you encounter the enemy, you can push forward. Because it is between the falsehood of the ghost, it is difficult to prevent any means to transmit the disease into the body.

However, the practitioner's body is extremely strong, and as strong as it is, he is one of the best, and ordinary diseases can have little effect on him.

Only by devouring a large number of epidemics can it play a decisive role, which means that practitioners must spend a great deal of time healing mortals.

Such as this pestilence cultivated by the heart, it still took several years of war, the plague in the Qinghe Mansion was rampant, collected unknown number of epidemics to accumulate the sand tower, to this extent.

So while the plague is extremely strong, there are not many disciples of doctors who choose to sacrifice, the world has been peaceful for too long, who would like to waste time in this regard.

And once the pestilence has been refined, it is even more terrifying than the poison. The toxin can always be suppressed and removed, but the pestilence will continue to grow and spread, and every moment of delay without treatment, the disease will become worse.

May the itching in his lungs not be suppressed, his mouth coughed violently, and his palms were blood again. He felt his body deteriorating, as if a building eroded by insects, would collapse at any time, and his heart was full of fierce intentions.

“I guess I got the trick of this woman. Just kill her and the trick can be undone. Even if it doesn't work, I'll have to drag her to bury her! ”

As if the heart had already predicted, it fled far away, shouting: “You don't have to be delusional, you just kill me, you can't get better, but it will erupt in a flash, and put you to death, in the words of Misty State, it is a desperation! ”

Miaozhou is a barbaric land. There are many ferocious and mysterious manipulation techniques. Destiny manipulation is one of the most ferocious of these. It is necessary to sacrifice one's own life in order to start, die with the enemy, and belong to the same.

“You've been to Misty State. Who are you?” May there be no more contempt in the eyes and become a profound fear.

“Don't worry about it, I'm just asking you, do you want to go back to Misty State?” As her eyes caught on fire, her emotional temperament was very different from that of a weekday, even though Li Qingshan, who knew her very well, had never seen it before. The war seemed to re-energize something in her body that had been silent for a long time.

Wishing him no words, the burning people are alive and brave. If he is allowed to die in battle, he is absolutely fearless, but like this situation is different. He was first compromised by Qingqing and defeated by Li Qingshan. The will to die in his heart is also much destroyed. The pain of physical lesions is constantly aggravated, and he cannot help but create a livelihood business.

“So what? ”

“I'll control your illness if you want? But you also have to cooperate with my treatment, driven by me for ten days. ”

After a moment of indulgence, Zhu Feng finally lowered his head and said: "Okay! ”

When the voice goes down, it feels like the pain is gone as if it's receding, but it's just like the heart presses down all the plagues, deep into his five dirty six hearts, the brain bone marrow, once it erupts, it will completely crush.

“What do you want me to do?” Zhu Yu thought he wanted him to collect her medals, but didn't expect him to say, “I want to hear about Miaozhou's terroir. I heard that the Fire Swordsmen were in Miaozhou's main camp in Volcano Mountain. Where did you come from? ”

As the mind asks this question, the look gets stranger and stranger. The subconscious licks her lips and has an irrepressible desire to burn and spread in her chest like an evil fire.

“Volcanic Mountains are holy places for my people, not everyone can live there, and they are often assembled only during Jihad!” Best wishes can only be answered honestly.

Jihad!

The flash of mind, the fierce nature of the burning people, often fighting other races, but only the war with the Nanhai people will be called “Jihad”, and every jihad will gather the power of the whole family, the darkness of the war, the sun and the moon will not shine.

“When was the last time you had a jihad? ”

The conversation between the two people, word for word, seemed to the other people to think that they were turning enemies into friends, but as the heart always kept a distance from Zhu Zheng, he was extremely patient to spy on the news of Miaozhou.

……

When the last thunderbolt disappeared, the flowers opened their eyes, the mind opened, and the whole world felt different, revealing another look in her eyes.

This is both a sense of breaking through the great realm and the effect of dawn irrigation, which is probably more profound than the former.

“Congratulations, Reveal! ”

Li Qingshan smiled and approached, feeling a little strange in his heart. In his eyes, the change in flower exposure was also huge. Her face was almost perfect, but if her temperament was poor, she would not say that compared to Gu Yan Shadow, even the vicious money was incomparable. Whether she liked it or disliked it, it was a sharp symbol displayed after grinding.

But at this moment, the flowers reveal a peaceful and spiritual atmosphere, as if it were a reflection of the seven colors of light on the dew condensation and petals, in the light of the sun. For the first time, we have seen the beauty of the Fang Hua Dynasty.

Of course, this is just the first feeling. If it's more specific, Li Qingshan can't say, "I hope it's not a bad thing! ”

“How long has it been since Big Brother Li sat at ease and quickly regained his spiritual strength," Hua Cheng moaned with a smile. ”

Li Qingshan said: "Two and a half days! ”

“Then let's get started!” Hana Seung-dew walked into the cave and left the tree's heart.

Li Qingshan didn't have to take advantage of the cheap, touched his nose, and said to King Banyan: “The little girl was supposed to be a little interesting to me. It makes you so whole, it becomes boring, how can you compensate me! ”

He was not idle for two days. He constantly asked the king of banyan trees about the problems in the practice. He was familiar with each other. This was also a lot of jokes. As for whether Hana Cheng was interested in him or not, he didn't really care.

“How can you be sure with a single glance if you are unpredictable and unintentional? ”

“Thank you for your guidance these days!” Li Qingshan laughed. King Banyan's insights on "The Sea Without Quantity" greatly benefited him. He was a little more confident about condensing the sea beads and breaking through the realm of Jindan.

Of course, he didn't forget to ask about how to blend water fires. King Banyan also said some methods, but obviously these methods can only reconcile ordinary water fires, but they can't reconcile turtles with phoenix, and Li Qingshan dared not say too much, but one of the legends mentioned by King Banyan sparked Li Qingshan's interest.

“Where there are rumours of flames burning deep in the sea, there is a strange flower that opens at the moment when the flames erupt, and then immediately fades away. Its innate harmony with the Spirit of Water Fire is a symbol of peace between the Homo maniacus and the Homo maniacus. Perhaps it also symbolizes their peace as briefly as it blooms.” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)