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"Mozun, don't worry, this is just a flesh and blood reaction. Sword Immortal is still in chaos and can't hear your voice." Ji Zihe heard Lin Che's master calling, which was completely different from the cold him just now. I couldn't help but clicked my tongue.

"Didn't you say that one injection would wake him up?" Lin Che turned her head and stared at him, as if she was going to make him cramp in the next second.

"But I haven't finished the injection yet." Ji Zihe shrugged, "Master Mozun, I need to use a unique secret technique next, so please..."

"You want me to go out?" Lin Che began to exude a dangerous aura from all over his body.

"The art of rescuing people and bringing them back to life is my unique secret. Even if Doctor Qin came here to treat him, he would do the same." Ji Zihe still pressed his hand on the needle between Xiao Ningming's eyebrows, and did not back down, "If the devil If you don’t believe me, there’s nothing I can do about it, but if there are outsiders around, I won’t use spells to heal.”

"Even if this is the case, won't it?" Lin Che suddenly pulled out the long sword at his waist, and pointed it at Ji Zihe's neck. The swords are all incomparably pitch black, very rare.

Ji Zihe narrowed his eyes slightly: "If the Demon Lord kills me, no one will be able to save Sword Immortal."

"I don't believe that you are the only one who can cure it." Lin Che didn't back down, and pressed the sword a little tighter, drawing a bloodstain on Ji Zihe's neck.

There was a smile on Ji Zihe's face: "Now the needle is inserted into the body, if it is pulled out by force, I don't know what the consequences will be."

Lin Che immediately withdrew the sword in her hand when she heard that, the blade cut Ji Zihe's skin fiercely, and blood gushed out from her neck in an instant.

But Ji Zihe just frowned, still pinching the end of the needle in his hand, and made no other movements.

"If something goes wrong, I will let you not survive or die." After finishing speaking, he put the sword back into the scabbard heavily, and strode out with a flick of his sleeves.

After watching him close the door, Ji Zihe breathed a sigh of relief.Before he could care about his bleeding neck, he stretched out his hand and tore off the clothes on Xiao Ningming's chest.

The large blood vessels on Xiao Ningming's chest shone with blue light, like blossoming, continuously sending power from the heart to the surroundings.

"Sure enough...the Nether Flower Vine..." Ji Zihe looked at his chest, then conjured up a few more needles, and quickly inserted them all over his body, as if to stop the flow of the Nether Flower Vine's power.

The flow of the Nether Flower Vine in Xiao Ningming was blocked, and it seemed to wither all of a sudden, and retracted to the heart at full speed. After another strong blue light flashed, it suddenly dimmed.

At this moment, Xiao Ningming felt a heavy blow to his chest, he opened his eyes from the stage, panting heavily.

After he slowly recovered his sanity, he saw an extremely familiar face.

"Wake up!" Ji Zihe squinted his eyes and smiled at Xiao Ningming, "Did you sleep soundly?"

"Uncle Liu?" Xiao Ningming quickly got up from the stage and looked at the man in front of him.

Isn't this the owner of the Zhuque Pavilion, Liu Zihe!

Xiao Ningming stared at the smiling man in front of him. Although he hadn't seen him for many years, he couldn't remember his appearance clearly.

But the scar on Liu Zihe's face made him unforgettable.

This scar, which can be regarded as extremely disfigured, was cut when Wen Qingyue fell into a demon.

That year Gan Huaiyi and Liu Zihe combined were no match for Wen Qingyue alone.

Liu Zihe seldom used swords, and it was difficult to find one or two people who used swords in Zhuque Pavilion.

Liu Zihe, who is good at close combat with hidden weapons, was almost cut off by her when he fought with Wen Qingyue again.

This long scar has become a symbol of his agility.

"Uncle Liu, why are you here again? What's wrong with me?"

Seeing his appearance, Liu Zihe couldn't help laughing a few times, and waved his hands:

"I'll tell you what's wrong with you later, but don't call me uncle. You really call me old. Now I declare to the outside world that my name is Ji Zihe. You might as well call me Xiaoji."

"...?"

"...Forget it, you can call me Brother Ji."

Liu Zihe was an immortal with the same reputation as Gan Huai Yiwen Qingyue back then, so it is not an exaggeration for Xiao Ningming to call him a master.

It's just that Xiao Ningming has never seen Liu Zihe since the day when Lingxiaomen was destroyed. How could he appear in front of her today.

Xiao Ningming looked around, and found that he was deep in a room that looked like a temple, the clothes on his chest were torn apart, and unmelted ice was still scattered on the ground around him.

"What's going on...?"

Xiao Ningming's memory still stays in the village beside the Muna River. He only remembers the last moment, when his head was so full that it was about to explode, and he fell into darkness after vomiting blood.

Opening his eyes again, he was a little dazed.

"Tell me first, the Minghua vine on your body was planted by Wen Qingyue back then?" Liu Zihe stopped laughing and looked at him with a serious expression.

Xiao Ningming also lowered his head and looked at his chest, knowing that he could no longer hide this matter: "That's right."

"Then you have been reborn once?"

"correct."

Liu Zihe sighed: "What a crime..."

"Master Liu...Brother Ji, what's going on? What happened to me?" Xiao Ningming's mind was still in confusion, and he knew that his body was undergoing earth-shaking changes.

"People in the world only know that this vine of the underworld is good. It can make people's souls immortal. It is better to reincarnate to obtain eternal life, but they don't know its badness..." Liu Zihe straightened Xiao Ningming's hands and feet, let him sit on the stage, and began to reclaim himself. The silver needle that had just pierced his body.

"What's so bad about it?" Xiao Ningming asked cautiously, he only had an ominous feeling in his heart.

"The underworld flower vine is a parasitic thing. It can only bloom for a while in the soil, but as long as it enters the human body, it can live together with the human..." Liu Zihe said, "It's just that if the host does not die, it will not die." Activate it. If the host dies, the Nether Flower Vine will bloom in his body to save his life."

"Isn't this a good thing?" Xiao Ningming watched as he finished pulling out the needle, then wrapped up his clothes, and wanted to get off the ground, but found that he couldn't use any strength in his hands and feet.

"A free lunch like that in the world? Saving your life for nothing? Don't even think about it!" Liu Zihe stared at him. Slowly suck it dry until it consumes all your strength, and finally takes your place and becomes you."

Xiao Ningming recalled that he had lost all his skills, and couldn't help but gasped: "Isn't this a monster?"

Liu Zihe laughed twice: "It saves you for nothing, it is considered a sacred object, and it is exchanged with you at equal value, how can it become a monster?"

Of course Xiao Ningming understood Liu Zihe's words, and she felt a little ashamed, so she lowered her eyes: "That nephew...then I am hopeless?"

"Do you feel that you have lost all your skills and energy?" Liu Zihe asked after looking at him a few times.

Xiao Ningming nodded.

"I feel my mind is in chaos, like waking up from a big dream. It seems that I have slept for three years?"

Xiao Ningming nodded heavily.

Liu Zihe punched Xiao Ningming's chest, forcing him to arch his back: "Don't worry, kid, you're fine."

Xiao Ningming rubbed his chest. Although Liu Zihe's punch was a joke, it was not light.

"The Nether Flower Vine is indeed absorbing the strength in your body, but of course it won't let you lose all your strength so quickly. If you want to suck up someone with your cultivation level, it will take at least ten years. "Liu Zihe said with a smile while poking his waist.

"Then why did I...?"

"It was a kind-hearted person who temporarily sealed the Nether Flower Vine in your body for you. This is why you fell asleep."

"Good-hearted man?" Xiao Ningming felt his mind was in a mess, he thought carefully, "Could it be... Ziren!"

Qin Ziren's injection at the Famous Immortal Conference back then was to help him seal the Nether Flower Vine! ?

Liu Zihe pursed his lips: "Then I don't know? But the person who sealed you for you should want you to live, otherwise he wouldn't have written to me and asked me to help you."

Xiao Ningming frowned, and supported his head with his hands: "How are you going to save me?"

"Of course it's to take out the vine juice in your body to completely separate you from it." Liu Zihe's tone was flat, "It's up to you whether you can accept it."

"Is there any consequence?" Xiao Ningming raised his head and asked.

"Of course there is."

Liu Zihe looked at him for a while, then slowly said,

"I don't know what it feels like to leave the Minghua vine, but the secret records in the Suzaku Pavilion are like peeling the skin and cramping, scraping the bones and digging out the eyes. And how much power the Minghua vine has absorbed from you now, when it is withdrawn, it will also Will take the same amount. Can you take it?"

Xiao Ningming was silent for a while, then shook his head: "I don't know."

"It doesn't matter. It's human nature to be greedy for life and fear death. If you are afraid of these things, I won't force them. It's just that the sooner this kind of decision is made, the better." Liu Zihe patted him on the shoulder, "The further you go, the more you lose. .”

Xiao Ningming showed a wry smile on his face, and after thinking for a while, he asked again: "I don't know how you rescued me after a few days now?"

"How many days? Do you mean from the moment you fell into a coma to the present?" Liu Zihe smiled inexplicably.

"Yeah, I don't know about Che...something happened outside." Xiao Ningming thought of Lin Che's scarlet eyes and his appearance of laughing wildly standing in the sea of ​​blood in the village, and couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

"Let me do the math..." Liu Zihe broke off his fingers, "I think you must be in a coma for about... 120 days or so!"

Xiao Ningming thought he was joking, and asked again: "What?"

Liu Zihe looked serious: "There are so many days in a day. If you calculate it on a yearly basis, you have been sleeping for three years."

Xiao Ningming was shocked and almost fell off the stage. Luckily, Liu Zihe supported him. Xiao Ningming only felt a tightness in his chest: "Three years!?"

"That's right! Your apprentice has become a Demon Lord." Liu Zihe seemed to be announcing some good news to him, and helped him back to the stage to do a good job. "Now everyone is guarding the door."

Xiao Ningming felt dizzy at the moment, wishing he could fall asleep again and never wake up again.

Liu Zihe told Xiao Ningming verbatim about all the things that happened in the past three years, including Bai Qianqian being imprisoned in Xianming Mountain till now.

Everyone said that the Zhuque Pavilion was hidden from the world, and the owner of the pavilion never had any contact with the outside world. I didn't expect that Liu Zihe knew the news so comprehensively.

It seems that his seclusion is just to get a better overview of the overall situation.