Martial arts: I, Yang Guo, really only know a little bit of martial arts

When Xiao Longnv came to Yang Guo's side with an eager look on her face.

Yang Guo had a face like gold paper, sat up cross-legged, even trembling slightly stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Xiao Longnu's eyes.

"Ahem...ahem...don't cry, aunt, I don't want you to cry later.

And this little injury doesn't hurt, it's fine. "

Yang Guo's sword eyebrows curled up in pain, but he said something against his will.

"After a while..."

Xiao Longnv was weeping, her pretty face became paler and looked sick.

"Auntie, you helped me pull out the dagger at the back, it's poisonous, so be careful, Auntie."

Xiao Longnv nodded her head, her eyes saw Yang Guo's black back, she felt even more sad.

It is also thanks to Yang Guo's constitution that is invulnerable to all poisons, otherwise he would have died of the poison right now.

And now.

Yang Guo's dragon chant golden bell cover was broken.

Even if he is lucky enough not to die now, this horizontal martial arts practice is probably useless.

Just when Yang Guo was about to burn his energy and send Xiao Longnu away, a familiar voice sounded in his head,

"Benefactor, you have been murdered."

In the entrance opening three inches away from Yang Guo's eyebrows, Li Hongchen's gentle figure suddenly appeared.

Yang Guo was stunned for a moment, before expressing his doubts, Li Hongchen continued.

"Almsgiver, it's inconvenient for the poor monk to say more about other matters.

This idea left by the poor monk.

It is to help the benefactor to survive this catastrophe, and it is also convenient to pass on the secret method of Buddhism to the benefactor and fulfill the promise.

The benefactor must not resist, the poor monk will send you a congenital golden flower today.

Afterwards, using the soul to replenish the body, it should be able to save the life of the benefactor.

It's just... everything has a price, the benefactor should consider it by himself. "

Following Li Hongchen's voice fell.

Yang Guo seems to be facing a choice now.

Either he couldn't bear it later and died, or he believed what Li Hongchen said.

Yang Guo smiled lightly on his pale face, but he was laughing at himself.

Is this still an option?

After letting go of the vigilance of the mind.

Yang Guo felt as if his head was about to explode, and there were buzzing sounds in his ears.

But just three breaths.

Yang Guo's body trembled, a warm golden light suddenly flowed in his pitch-black eyes.

Inside the porch orifice.

The strange fluctuations revealed by that congenital golden flower slowly repaired Yang Guo's damaged body.

And at this time the outside world.

Yang Guo's eyes were bright and piercing, but he was much more energetic than before.

Xiao Longnv's heart trembled when she saw it, she seemed to think that Yang Guo was returning to the past, she couldn't help but felt great pity.

"Don't cry, aunt, Guoer likes to see you smile."

"Okay, Guoer likes to see my aunt laugh, and my aunt will laugh, as long as my aunt recovers from her injuries."

Yang and Long spoke caring words to each other as if there was no one else around, but the Five Poison Sect group couldn't hold back.

Shouting and rushing over.

Yang Guo saw that the phoenix eyes were slightly cold, and with a thought, the golden flower bloomed, and he used the only spiritual magic in it.

Yang Guo's eyes were hot first, and he felt a little pain.

Afterwards, it felt as if liquid was flowing out of the eyes.

A Buddhist Bodhisattva dharma body shone with a faint golden light and showed kindness and compassion slowly enveloped Yang Guo.

This dharma body is Li Hongchen's own.

Yang Guo was only able to use it temporarily.

According to Yang Guo's temperament, he might not be able to condense the dharma body based on emotions such as benevolence and pity.

The dharma body wrapped Yang and Long, and every time someone Miao attacked with a round knife.

Before the round knife fell, the Miao man knelt on the ground, tears streaming from his eyes, and he kept repenting.

Such a brainwashing ability made Yang Guo feel a little horrified.

Yang Guo's door was broken, now he is very weak, just being supported by Xiao Longnv to stand up, Ouyang Feng rushed over from a distance.

It's just that he approached Yang Guo.

Pain suddenly appeared on the pale old face, and he cried and wailed.

He rushed out of the inn and disappeared in the eyes of everyone. In the dark night, he didn't know where to go.

Jin Chanzi saw Yang Guo's strange shape from a distance, in the blood-red eye sockets, the golden pupils suddenly shrank, he felt uneasy.

Thoughts flashed quickly.

Jin Chanzi first grabbed Chi Yue's waist, then stretched his arms towards Li Mochou, who was powerless to resist, and wanted to take her away.

It's just that the palm just sticks out.

Suddenly being hit by a flowstone from outside, Jin Chanzi raised his eyebrows in pain.

"He Fang is an expert, dare to show up and see."

Jin Chanzi shouted loudly, the golden light of the three-legged golden toad shone behind him, and the reflected inn was golden, as if it were daytime.

It's just that no one paid attention to Jin Chanzi, and Jin Chanzi was left talking to himself.

Along with the noisy sound of falling rain outside, there was a flute sound.

This Xiao's voice is erratic, lingering and melodious, erratic, really hard to fathom.

Yang and Long listened quietly, nothing unusual.

But those poisonous insects and poisonous things only spit out all kinds of venom on the ground after the whistle sounded, and started killing each other.

Huang Rong listened to this familiar tune, but she didn't know that it was her father who came.

That Huang Yaoshi known as Dongxie.

Dangji breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and his delicate face showed a bit of relief, and Dangshi ordered everyone to plug their ears.

Don't listen to this song, let alone try to understand the artistic conception in the song, lest you will be seduced by the blood, and die on the spot like those poisonous substances.

Jin Chanzi looked coldly at the dark rainy night outside, sneered, and said in a low voice, "Chiyue, are you dead?"

Chi Yue, who was in Jin Chanzi's arms, blushed slightly, and shook her head.

"You take the people away first, and I'll meet this hide-and-seek rat!"

Chi Yue was startled, and was about to say something, but seeing Jin Chanzi's angry eyes, she lowered her head and replied, "Yes".

Dragging his weak body, he led people out of the inn.

Waiting for Chi Yue to leave.

The voice of "Lonely——Lonely—" from Jin Chanzi's abdomen sounded again.

I saw Jin Chanzi's abdomen, chest, throat, and mouth wriggling, as if something was about to come out.

Soon.

A small three-legged golden toad with a golden body and bright red agate eyes landed in his palm.

Jin Chanzi cut his palm with a knife, and dripped blood on the three-legged Jin Chan's body.

Then he spoke Miao dialect and muttered words.

After the three-legged golden toad drank the blood, it shouted even more excitedly.

The widows—the widows—shouted all the time.

The poisonous insects were quickly calmed down.

Xiao Sheng stopped abruptly, replaced by an old and lonely voice.

"Good method, it's the first time in my life that I've seen someone resolve my Bi Haichao Shengqu in this way! You... are interesting."

A tall and thin elder in a green robe suddenly appeared in front of Huang Rong, with his hands on Huang Rong's veins, but his eyes were half-opened and half-closed, unable to see his emotions.

Seeing another old man with superb martial arts, Jin Chanzi couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

"Why hinder this holy envoy?"

Seeing that Huang Rong was fine, Huang Yaoshi regained his composure.

Looking at the golden toad, he sighed in his heart: This person's taste is really unique.