Do not die

Meng Zhou watched Yan Xiong struggle to sit up little by little, but did not leave or go any further.

Not long after Yan Xiong woke up, he saw the figure in the distance that was almost integrated into the night. Seeing the other person silently watching with unknown meaning, he could only grit his teeth and continue to struggle to sit up.

The two of them were sitting and standing, a hundred meters apart, as if they were completely unrelated.

"Thank you."

Yan Xiong finally spoke and broke the silence.

His thank you was not only to thank the other party for taking action at the last moment and saving his life, but also to thank the other party for not killing him.

In the state he was in just now, as long as Meng Zhou had even the slightest evil thoughts towards him, it would be impossible for him to still be alive.

Meng Zhou asked directly: "What old grudge do you have with this person?"

Yan Xiong was silent for a moment, then whispered: "Back then, it was this person's step-by-step temptation that made me become an elixir tester."

"Elixir tester? Miao Lin? Aren't you and her Taoist companions?"

Yan Xiong looked up in surprise as his details were so clear to others. But apart from a vague black outline, nothing could be seen.

Although he and Miao Lin had always kept a low profile and acted unassumingly, there were not a hundred but eighty people in Nuanyun Valley who knew about their relationship.

Therefore, he quickly put away all the distracting thoughts in his heart. At this time, he was already grateful that someone could spare his life, so how could he dare to guess who he was.

Faced with people's doubts, he replied honestly: "I won it step by step with my strong physique..."

Meng Zhou suddenly felt enlightened.

On the one hand, with the tacit cooperation, Yan Xiong, who is physically stronger than a normal monk, has shown more and more value. Miao Lin has opened more and more "authorities" to him in order to progress in the alchemy path;

On the other hand, of course it is because of his strong physique.

This is really an inspiring story.

After clearing one doubt in his mind, Meng Zhou asked another question in his mind.

"How did you survive?"

His question was a bit vague, but he believed Yan Xiong understood what he meant.

Yan Xiong was silent for a moment and then said: "Before I became a practitioner, I was a martial arts master."

"Well, continue."

"Moreover, unlike other martial arts masters, I follow the path of physical training."

"A strong physique is the key to my progress after becoming an alchemy tester. Therefore, I have never stopped practicing in this area."

"I also discovered that when my body is strong enough to exceed a certain limit, I can activate pure energy and blood power."

"Stimulating the power of Qi and blood during battle can greatly enhance combat effectiveness."

"But more importantly, this kind of energy and blood power has a very good defensive effect against attacks from the soul level, as well as some sinister attacks."

"For this reason, I call the power of Qi and blood the masculine power of Qi and blood."

Meng Zhou suddenly realized that although his martial arts path was not a physical one, but with his martial arts attainments far above those of the masters, he could immediately judge the authenticity of Yan Xiong's words.

Real and true.

Isn't the "Lihen Explosion" in which Hu Gui died together just a soul attack plus a sinister sect?

To collide with Qi-blooded masculinity, this is a natural defeat!

What’s even more outrageous is that there is also myself peeking in secretly!

Hu Gui, what kind of luck is this?

Meng Zhou couldn't help but wonder, could it be that practicing the Lihen Sutra, a "foul" practice, would directly arouse divine punishment and jealousy?

Thinking of this, Meng Zhou shuddered in his heart. In a world where immortals can be cultivated, the way of heaven cannot be arranged at will. He quickly threw these distracting thoughts out of his mind.

Now he is just a little ant on the road of spiritual practice. Don't think about the problem of being too tall or too big.

With these thoughts swirling in his mind, Meng Zhou looked at Yan Xiong in the distance and said, "Can you sell me a copy of your horizontal training technique?"

After telling his secret, Yan Xiong was already prepared. When he heard the words, he quickly threw out a secret book and said:

"It's just a book of martial arts training techniques. I give it to you as a thank you for your life-saving grace."

A magical hand grabbed the secret book that flew from afar and put it into the storage bag, "Thank you."

After thanking him, Meng Zhou turned around and left, not staying for a moment longer.

Seeing him leaving so simply, Yan Xiong's eyes widened in disbelief. After a long time, after he was convinced that the other party had really left, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

…

When Yan Xiong lay motionless on the ground, Meng Zhou actually felt a little regretful.

This is a man who has single-handedly improved his detoxification skills to the level of a master approaching a grandmaster.

And this is far from his limit.

So, seeing his life hanging by a thread, Meng Zhou was thinking, "Oh, I'm going to look for a new detoxification experience pack."

We also saw Hu Gui’s method against Yan Xiong before his death in the jade slips, which ruled out the possibility of seizing the body - for Qi training monks, this was too difficult, and Meng Zhou had no intention of killing people to seize the treasure. idea.

Being able to take advantage of this opportunity to acquire a martial arts skill with great physical strength can be regarded as an unexpected blessing.

Regarding the martial arts practiced by Yan Xiong, Meng Zhou was actually very curious after discovering his identity as a martial arts master. He even thought about asking for it to offset the medical fee after completing his diagnosis and treatment.

After listening to Yan Xiong share the many benefits that a strong body can bring today, he wanted it even more.

If he had a chance to see it in advance, he wouldn't be polite.

"It was a really fruitful night."

Thinking of today's harvest and reviewing today's experience, Meng Zhou felt the joy of a good harvest in his heart.

But at this moment, he suddenly stopped while he was running fast.

After a while, he set off again in a cold sweat, feeling extremely happy.

When he was reviewing the game just now, he thought of Hu Gui, whose luck was so bad, and the fate of the former master and Yan Xiong. He naturally thought of a famous saying in his previous life: Villains die from talking too much.

The villain acts like a mother-in-law, and if he doesn't kill him immediately, doesn't this give people a chance to make a comeback?

If Hu Gui had been more decisive and killed the former master or Yan Xiong when they first met, how could the current situation have happened?

But soon, Meng Zhou thought of some of the "techniques" of practicing the Lihen Jing.

According to the practice method of the Lihen Jing, after Ruo Hu Gui set the martial arts master as the target of hatred, he went to the mortal world to harvest leeks.

Even if he kills all the martial arts masters active in the mortal world, it will be difficult for him to improve his cultivation.

Because the gap between the two is too huge.

If this kind of bug could be fixed, then the Lihen Jing would have become the best magic skill in the world.

The stronger the harvest target is, the greater the benefits will be after the final harvest is completed.

Therefore, Hu Gui did not take action when his former master and Yan Xiong were weaker and nipped the hidden danger in the bud. This was simply his intention.

He is "raising fish" in a planned way.

Its purpose is not difficult to guess at all. On the one hand, it is to make the prey gain weight and become stronger, stronger and more meaty, and on the other hand, it is to ensure that the prey is always within the safe range for hunting.

Moreover, this kind of cat-and-mouse-like gameplay can also provide an additional stable source of pleasure. This is the "living water" for watering the seeds of separation and hatred. Although the amount is not large, it is better than a steady stream.

But in this way, Hu Gui, who raises many "fish" in many places at the same time, must pay attention to the status of each "fish" regularly.

Meng Zhou was almost certain that the former master and Yan Xiong were definitely not Hu Gui's only two targets!

His claim that he has lived in the market for a long time and rarely comes to Zaiwangguan, which is only a few dozen miles away, has a new interpretation.

Thinking of this, Meng Zhou immediately realized that Hu Gui's various experiences after he mistakenly practiced the Blood Demon Kung Fu, even the founding of the Baijiang Gang, and his desire to switch to Kung Fu to get rid of the poison of the Demon Kung Fu, etc., were all very likely to be under Hu Gui's control. Under gaze.

Thinking of this, how could Meng Zhou remain calm?

In Meng Zhou's heart, he felt like he was going to survive a catastrophe in hindsight!

If he had just crossed over and was still developing in Baijiang, and Hu Gui happened to see it, Meng Zhou would not dare to think about what would happen next.

"It's okay, okay, you're already a dead person."

Meng Zhou also found it amazing that the time when a person touched him the most and made him feel the most crisis was after his body was burned to ashes by his own hands.