After traveling through time, my blood became a panacea

"Huh? Are you serious?" The evil monk finally stopped and looked at Xu Feng with his eyes wide open.

"Really, really, that song is called Soul-Calling Sanskrit Sound! It's full of evil!" Xu Feng's heart was in his throat. Except for the time when he was with Da Zhuang and was beaten and vomited blood by the two disciples of the Holy Sect who came down the mountain for training, this was the second time he had encountered such danger since he came to this world.

"Young benefactor, I will give you a chance to take back what you just said. I will assume that you spoke nonsense in a hurry. You should know that even if I cut off one of your hands, as long as you can bear the pain and take the broken hand to find your master as soon as possible, there is still a chance to reattach it. Even if you are unlucky and it cannot be reattached, you will only become a cripple, but your life will be safe. But if you dare to lie to me..."

"How dare I? If I lie, you can kill me or chop me up as you please!" Xu Feng said hurriedly.

Silence for a while!

"Okay, then I will believe you this time!" With a click, the dislocated bones were put back in place by the evil monk.

"Thank you, Master. Master, my arm is injured and I am not familiar with the evil music. If I want to play it for you, it will probably take at least a month!"

"Huh? Why are you not familiar with him?" A hint of suspicion flashed in the evil monk's eyes.

"The evil spirit is too strong, and I rarely play it on weekdays, so naturally I am not good at it!"

"Then I'll give you a month, and I'll come back to see you after a month!" The evil monk said, and gave Xu Feng an inexplicable smile. Xu Feng was frightened and lowered his head.

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Escape? This thought flashed through his mind before Xu Feng gave up. How could he underestimate the methods of the Saint's disciples? The smile before he left was intriguing. Maybe he was eager for Xu Feng to escape, so that they could play a cat-and-mouse game to add to his fun! Besides, although the evil monk said he would come to find him in a month, who knew if he had left or not? Maybe he was secretly monitoring him!

Just assume that he is secretly monitoring him, Xu Feng made a decision in his heart. Because of his arm injury and the temporary relief of the crisis, Xu Feng did not knock on Ye Tong's door again, but turned back to his own residence. Some commonly used healing medicines were prepared at home, and with the self-healing ability of the body, he should be able to recover in three to five days. I can ask my senior sister to deal with Huichuntang.

Now I am at the mercy of others, and I can only take one step at a time. I hope the other party will not abandon me! It is so uncomfortable to feel that my fate is controlled by others!

Because he thought that the evil monk was watching him secretly, Xu Feng was very cautious and didn't dare to be careless, for fear of exposing his medicated body, especially when taking a bath and releasing his body fragrance. After his arm injury healed, he returned to Huichun Hall as usual, doing what he should do during the day, and practicing playing the soul-demanding Sanskrit sound with his suona at night!

Time passed quickly. In order to increase the effect of the evil spirit of the soul-demanding Sanskrit sound, Xu Feng also hired a few ordinary people to collectively murmur "Nanmo Nanmo" while he played! Although those people felt that the song made them feel uneasy, in the face of Xu Feng's generous rewards, they finally stopped talking and did their jobs honestly!

A month passed quickly, and when the evil monk came to him again, Xu Feng was sure that the other party had indeed left and was not secretly monitoring him. Otherwise, he would have seen it a long time ago after practicing so many times, and he would not be so expectant!

He found a secluded place to make sure no one would disturb him. Xu Feng calmed down and began to play the soul-demanding Sanskrit music with his suona. The hired people stood behind him and whispered rhythmically. This evil song from Blue Star could be regarded as a perfect reproduction!

When the song ended, Xu Feng slowly opened his eyes, only to find that the evil monk was like a petrified man, motionless. His aura was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and his expression was also changing. His hands were shaking unconsciously, his brows were furrowed, and he seemed to be in some kind of entanglement. The scene fell into an eerie silence for a while.

Xu Feng used his eyes to secretly signal the hired men to leave quietly so as not to disturb them. He stood aside nervously, wondering whether they would live or die, depending on whether they benefited from it like Zhixuan!

After an unknown amount of time, the evil monk finally woke up from his comprehension. He carefully felt the subtle changes in his body, and deep in his eyes, there was a hint of shock and ecstasy. He turned his head and saw Xu Feng, who was uneasy at the side.

"Little donor, you really surprised me!" The evil monk looked at Xu Feng with some surprise. How could the other party master two completely different Buddhist sounds? Could it be that this person is deeply entangled with the cause and effect of the Faxiang Temple? Should we interrogate him?

"As long as the master is satisfied, it seems that the master should have gained something. Then, can I leave now?" Xu Feng felt much more relaxed and asked.

"No hurry! Did you trade the token that Zhixuan gave you?" the evil monk suddenly asked.

"Uh, yes. I mean no disrespect, it's just..." Xu Feng's voice rose in his throat again and he hurriedly explained.

"Don't be nervous. I will reward you for your kindness! At least I won't lose to that kid Zhixuan! Tell me, what do you want? Spiritual materials?" The evil monk seemed to know a lot about Xu Feng.

"what?"

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Even after returning to his residence and completely getting rid of this crisis, Xu Feng was still a little dazed. Looking at the four thousand-year-old spiritual materials in his hands, he felt that it was a little unreal for a moment.

That's right! This is the reward the evil monk gave him. Zhixuan's token allowed Xu Feng to trade for two thousand-year-old spiritual materials. As if to beat him, the evil monk actually gave him four! Such a windfall, it is really a blessing and a disaster.

After a simple treatment, Xu Feng ate two plants on the spot without hesitation! This kind of good stuff is not safe to keep, and if it is not stored properly, the medicinal properties will slowly disappear.

Five days later, the other two were also destroyed by Xu Feng.

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On the bustling streets of Wushuang County, a luxurious carriage pulled by two tall, shiny black horses slowly drove. The driver was a middle-aged man in his fifties, with sharp eyes and a calm aura, obviously a strong man of the first rank. If you are from Wushuang County, most people can recognize from the logo of the carriage that it is the carriage of the famous cultivation family in the county, the Ye family. In the spacious carriage that exudes a faint unknown fragrance, there is a beautiful woman and her young daughter.

"Mom, is this the county town? It's so big!" The girl, who was about seven or eight years old, looked out curiously through the window of the carriage.

"Well, the county town is certainly not comparable to Shiqiao Town!" The woman had a faint smile on her lips, but there was an indelible sadness in the depths of her eyes!

"Mom, are we going to live with grandpa and his family from now on?" Little Qiumo raised her clever little head and asked.

"Yes, Qiumo will live with grandpa and uncles from now on! There are other children of your age in the family, so you will no longer be afraid of having no friends!" The woman gently stroked her daughter's black hair and gently held her in her arms.

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