Martial Arts Supreme Cultivation System

Chapter 172
Saying that, Wenren Fengsong jumped into the cave.

Seeing this, Luo Jianxun breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly walked to Meng Sanqian's side, checked his pulse, and found that he hadn't suffered much damage, Wenren Fengsong just sealed his acupuncture points.

After thinking for a while, Luo Jianxun stretched out his hand to suppress the power of the life-death talisman in his body, and then massaged his acupoints to ensure that he could untie his acupoints as soon as he needed, and then landed in the stone cave like a swimming fish During this time, he used the Happy Tortoise's Breathing Method with all his strength, sealing up all the breath, heartbeat and breath of the whole body.

Luo Jianxun took a few steps forward and came to the cave. In the cave, under a weak light, an old man with white beard and hair was in a state of distress. His head was covered with weeds and his body was filthy. As if he hadn't been groomed for decades, he was lying on the ground struggling to sit up, his limbs twisted weirdly, and he collapsed on the ground.

But even in such an embarrassing situation, his aura did not diminish at all. He looked like a person who had been in a superior position for a long time, lying on the ground, looking at the Wenren Fengsong opposite, but he looked superior.

"I didn't expect you, an old dog, would really dare to come down. Why, I'm not afraid that I might have some back-up plan to kill you." Wen Renyi said sarcastically.

Hearing Fengsong crossed his hands and hung in front of him, with a respectful look, he said with a smile, "Patriarch, why bother, relying on the rotten grass left by Mr. Jiuquan, you are in this dark cave. After living for so long, if it weren't for these two little beasts, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to save my life, so why should I ridicule this old slave now?"

As he spoke, Wenren Fengsong swung out his palm, without moving his body, and swung out his air-splitting palm technique. The wind in his palm condensed, and with a whooshing sound, he hit the two little minks with great power. Luo Jianxun In the darkness, he couldn't help but widen his eyes. Is this the strength of a celestial being?If this palm fell on him, needless to say, he would definitely be dead without a place to bury him.

I saw the two little minks made a sharp sound, and swayed their bodies, but they avoided the palm, but the heavenly man's palm was so easy to catch, and the palm wind that was brought about was that of Yi next to him. The qi that came out was also as sharp as a knife, and fell on the bodies of the two little minks, and saw the two little minks let out a wailing cry, and fell to the ground in front of Wenren Yisheng, although they were not dead, they were still venting their anger There is no air, and if it cannot be treated in time, it is not far from death.

Luo Jianxun never imagined that Feng Song, the man who heard the news, spoke so softly, but he was merciless in his actions, quick, precise and ruthless, and did not miss any of the three words.

Seeing his beloved pet being severely injured, Wenren Yisheng's expression changed immediately, and he flew into a rage, "Wenren Fengsong, you damn old dog, what do you want to do?"

I saw Feng Song, who heard it, said with a smile, "My lord, you are joking. Don't you know the purpose of this old slave's visit? For the past 30 years, you have suppressed our cultivation with the help of eroding agricultural grass, relying on medicine and these two little beasts. Stop me from waiting, now that the weeds have been removed and your greatest guard of honor is gone, do you still want to stick to that "Hundred Herbs Returning to Yuan Jing"?"

"This old slave is just to persuade the owner that good birds choose trees to live in, and those who know the current affairs are heroes. Otherwise, these two little beasts are not seriously injured but have turned into two corpses. How about it, my lord As long as you hand over the "Hundred Herbs Returning to Yuan Jing" to the old slave, the old slave promises that the things promised before will remain the same, and these two little beasts will also be responsible for curing them, how about it?"

Wenren Fengsong looked at Wenren Yisheng with a confident look on his face, with a faint smile on his face.

Wenren Yisheng heard the words, his complexion changed again and again, looking at the two little mink moaning with blood on the corners of their mouths, his eyes were full of pity, he saw his hands with broken meridians clenched weakly, the pupils in his eyes Trembling uncontrollably, showing a look of pain and despair, after a long while, he sighed weakly and said, "Okay, I will give you the "Hundred Herbs Returning to Yuan Jing", and the "Hundred Herbs Returning to Yuan Jing" is hidden in my arms, you come and get it." Bar."

After finishing speaking, Wenren Yisheng closed his eyes in despair, and turned his head to the side, as if he was in despair and couldn't bear to look any more, but if he faced him head-on, he would find that things were not so simple.

Hearing that Wenren Yisheng finally agreed, Wenren Fengsong showed a look of ecstasy on his face, and immediately took two steps forward, but soon he stopped, looking at Wenren Yisheng, a flash of ecstasy flashed in his eyes. Killing intent.

This patriarch has been sticking to the "Hundred Herbs Returning to Yuan Jing" for so long, is it really so easy to hand it over to him, or is there something wrong with it?It's better to kill him, and naturally you can get the "Hundred Herbs Returning to Yuan Jing".

However, what if he lied and the "Hundred Herbs Returning to Yuan Jing" was not in his arms, but he secretly hid it, and if he killed him, he couldn't find it?
Wenren Fengsong pondered for a long time, then suddenly, thinking of something, he raised the corners of his lips, stretched out his hand and tapped lightly on the board on his thumb a few times, and his voice became low and deep, "Master Luo, please come in .”

Feeling the slight swelling from the temple, Luo Jianxun, who did not know when he left the cave, pretended to be controlled, walked into the cave, and said blankly, "Senior Wenren, you Find me?"

Seeing this, Wenren Fengsong turned his head to look at Wenren Yisheng and said, "My lord, this old slave will let this Master Luo go to your "Hundred Herbs Returning to Yuan Jing", I hope my lord will not untie it this time. The drunken dream on his body is dead, and also, the master of the family had better not play tricks, otherwise, the old slave will not show mercy to these two little beasts."

"you......"

Hearing this, Wenren Yisheng's eyes widened immediately, and he was furious, but there was a trace of disappointment, a trace of gloom in his eyes. Seeing this, Wenren Fengsong's eyes flashed a trace of clarity, there was indeed a problem, fortunately this Luo Jianxun is still here, otherwise, it would be really difficult for me.

Immediately, Wenren Fengsong ignored Wenren Yisheng's almost cannibalistic gaze, turned his head to look at Luo Jianxun, and said with a smile, "Master Luo, please go to that person and take out the "Hundred Herbs Returning to Yuanjing" Leave it to the old man."

"Yes." Luo Jianxun turned his head in a daze. The moment he turned his head away, his eyes became extremely clear, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a sly smile.

And Wen Renyisheng seemed not to have seen all this, looking at Luo Jianxun with a desperate look on his face, as if Luo Jianxun, who was walking towards him with a sly smile at this moment, was a seducer from hell who wanted to take away his last hope. , looking at Luo Jianxun's eyes, full of resentment and despair.

(End of this chapter)