Transcending the Nine Heavens

The pulsator is a powerful tool for deterring the Nine Heavens at night! As long as you get slapped on the body, it's over. This kung fu is not lethal, but it is more vicious than any kind of kung fu that can kill people!

Because after this kind of kung fu, no matter what you do, all the meridians will become worthless within three days. Without meridians... how does spiritual power work?

With the passage of time, the person who has been struck by the chemical pulse can only gradually become a living dead person who cannot move a finger, but is extremely conscious. And even said, "If your eyes are open three days after you hit the pulse, you can't even close your eyes!"

That's the real horror! Especially for a master, life is worse than death!

“Nice.” Meng smiled super faintly, passing a deep pain between his eyebrows, as if his soul had spasmed at this moment. "Your mother… in order to save me, promised to return to my family in exchange for my life. But by then, two and a half days had passed; even though the antidote had been taken, it had been rigid and stereotyped. ”

Meng suddenly stunned for a moment and breathed out a sigh of breath. “So that's all I can do... stay outside the sky for a while, prolonging my asthma..."

“So...” Chu Yang said with a cold eye. In his sentence, he didn't even feel it himself. How deep is the chill in it...

Night home!

Night home!!

“However, since last year, there have been two accidents. Those two accidents gave me a little hope again.” Meng looked at Chuyang superbly and gently: “And these two accidents, one from you and one from talking. ”

“Two accidents? From my peace talks?” Chu Yang is confused: What accident?

“Well, for the first time, it comes from talking about getting suckling holy fish.” Meng sighed suddenly, "I inadvertently discovered that the suckling holy fish grew extremely fast under the talking nurturing. Moreover, the spirit-sucking Holy Fish can suck heavenly and earthly spiritual energy without the constraints of the chemical pulse hand! Allows me to continuously improve to, and that kind of spirit can be extra fast and extra agglomerated! That's why, in just over a year, I'll be able to cultivate eight pints of the throne! ”

“So that's it. It is the function of the Suckling Holy Fish.” Chu Yang silently meditated.

“One more time, today.” Meng Yan: “It comes from the drug you gave me. After I took it, I found the wound was repeated; and... there was plenty of energy, and I broke through the throne nine pints, and then I rushed into the throne one pint! ”

Meng suddenly laughed: “This is a miracle! ”

“Miracle...” Chu Yang glanced at him and stopped. What he just pulled out was clearly an incomplete version of Jiuzhu Dan, only effective for restoring physical healing wounds, how can Meng Chao actually improve the repair?

What's going on here? Did you get it wrong?

Absolutely not. Because the last complete Nine Dan has gone on for the Mo Light Dance Costume.

In Chu Yang's hands, there is no complete Nine Dan!

What's going on here? Chu Yang is confused.

Sword Spirit is now in the process of breathing, Chuyang no one can ask, so he pressed the matter into his heart. The decision was made in the dark: when Sword Spirit wakes up, he must make a complete version of Jiuzhu Dan, restore the master completely and strengthen his strength. By the way, ask what happened to this incomplete version of Jiuzhuang Dan...

“Ma'am is now at the... night home?” Chuyang asked cautiously.

Meng's eyes turned dark, "That's good.” And then we stopped talking about it.

Chu Yang also had to be silent, he could see that there really should be too many stories! But Meng suddenly did not say that he naturally could not ask.

This is the heartbreak of Master's life.

Meng suddenly silenced for a while, his eyes unconsciously looked at the white snow flowing out of the hole, gently muttering: “The wind and rain is hard to wash hearts and hearts, and the emotional wounds are indestructible. Do not speak softly, but disperse before seeing desolation; Long Memories Mountain Alliance vows, preferring to long the heavens, a spring dream in this life, to see the King dance and fly; Third Life Road, love root singing; I suffering, accompanying the secretary to share; Mo Xu, heartbreak; Nine Heavens, soul to soul to soul to sail with... Alas! ~ ~ ~ ”

All of a sudden a deep sigh, a dark colour, no more noise.

For a long time, Xiaoso stood up, walked out, stood in the snow, motionless, looked up to the sky, quietly. Seems… to see his lover, who has been so focused and so dedicated for three days, from this cloudy sky.

He stood like this for a long time and sighed deeply in his heart. In his own heart, he said silently: “This poem... is the first time... in the early morning, are you okay? ”

When he remembered that name, Meng suddenly felt his heart torn alive between these moments into half bloody pieces.

He crouched painfully and curled in the snow. At this moment, suddenly the heart ache cannot breathe, but the heart is hot, increasingly burning, seems to burn its own soul...

“Beginning... Beginning... Beginning...” Meng is super continuous in his heart. Mumbling, the name, without a single cry, does not have the feeling of being in the human heart, but every cry is severely split in his heart.

“At first... what should I do? The nine heavenly spirits you promised to sail with me are so difficult for me... even death together is a luxury...”

At last, he closed his eyes slowly, two drops of tears. In the face of death, there would be no slight discoloration of the man's eyes, which seeped out slowly...

The pain of love, as for S! Who can experience Meng's heartache beyond this moment if he has not experienced a desperate relationship?

Chu Yang sat silently in the cave and guarded the conversation. He didn't turn around and look out, he knew Meng beyond now didn't want anyone to see it.

He was able to experience Meng's utter despair: should it be as he felt in his previous life after the light dancing of the jade disappeared?

A deep love, nowhere to be expressed; only to be tortured?

Though it is a great tragedy in the world for a child to feed and not to treat a parent, but love is hopeless in the heart, why not taste the greatest sorrow of life?

How many people in the world have lived a lifetime with someone they really loved from the beginning? So, what about the loved ones? Only buried and fermented in my heart! In the end, a lifetime of painful memories, a lifetime of spiritual suffering!

Chuyang is a little crazy. He remembered a saying made by a philosopher: "Every drunk man whose name is unconscious is not his last wife." The deepest pain in every woman's heart is not her husband...

But only when they dream back in the middle of the night or when their mind is completely out of control will they be forced to call that name, who can say they are not chaste?

But who ever had this pain?

Who ever had this helplessness?

Who ever had this sour taste?!

(This passage is purely what the wind is thinking at this moment, or some as general... don't mind.

Chu Yang sighed in darkness: Master, at the beginning of the night, the wind was bright, why couldn't we be together? Can't you help Master... fulfill his wishes?

Chu Yang silently made this decision in silence in his heart!

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Three days later, Chu Yang had fully recovered, but the conversation remained unconscious.

Meng Chao Yuan and Chu Yang are both extremely worried.

Because talking about this coma is unusual. For the first two days, it was just a coma, but from the third day on, his body turned cold and hot. In cold weather, all the rocks in the cave can be frozen and cracked; in hot weather, even Chuyang can't bear to be around him!

This strange phenomenon has never been seen by both apprentices!

Never even heard of it! Who would have thought that a person's temperature could change so much? The stone is frozen and cracked when cold, and melted when hot...

Shit, what the fuck is this?

“Master, how often does he do this?” Chu Yang finally couldn't bear it. What the hell is going on? Even the incomplete version of Nine Dance is stuffed in the mouth and throws up again... didn't this thing turn into spirituality as soon as it came in?

“Never.” Meng looked overwhelmed and looked at the comatose talk, worried.

“What's going on...” Chu Yang got bored.

“He ate a Grade 9 Spirit Beast kernel...” Meng sighed suddenly: “Then he got all warm... hot to the point where he could bubble in his hand, but he didn't get cold.” Meng suddenly frowned.

“Have you eaten a Grade 9 Spirit Beast core?!” Chu Yang was shocked and glared at him. This guy swallowed the kernel of a Level 9 spiritual beast alive... and it didn't explode?

“The whole thing swallowed.” Meng added a rather speechless sentence.

Chu Yang suddenly opened his mouth.

The core of a Level 9 spiritual beast is generally at least fist-sized, and the largest is even watermelon large... the whole child swallowed it? How did you swallow it?

“So...” Meng smiled more bitterly than he did with a stroke of his neck: "... here comes a drum... then slowly falls...”

“Hahahaha...” Chuyang, though worried about the inability, was also delighted by the action made by his master.

Another two days later, the conversation finally woke up.

In the past few days, the sword spirit has long recovered, a strong urging Chuyang to find which wreck; he is 100% certain: when he emitted his own sword energy to provoke the vision of heaven and earth, the sword power emitted from afar, is that his own wreck was sensed!

But Chu Yang did not move at all.

Things aren't over here. Wanna go? No, no, no, no!

This day, the conversation finally woke up.

Chu Yang was sleeping and nodded. Suddenly he turned around and sat up with a bone, exhaling for a long time: “Oh my God, this sleeping me, it hurts. ”

“Talk, are you awake?” Chu Yang turned his head in surprise.

“Chuyang?” Talking more surprisingly than he did, he screamed: “Come on, let's see if I'm handsomer than I used to be.” Speaking of making a ‘shocked’ look, I couldn't help but say ’shocked’: “Isn't it handsome? Prettier than you, huh? Ha ha...”

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< The first half of this chapter was written three times. The dark, deep, desperate, bitter taste of love that I'm trying to write down, finally has a slight flavor. I changed it a few times before and after, and I'm afraid I can't write it any better, so I sent it out. Let me give you a review. >

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