Su Bian Cultivation World

After this scuffle, everything was in vain. Many guests were affected and suffered minor injuries, and some guests were still poisonous. Some people were still desperate at this time, intending to share a piece of the pie.

In short, the entire White Tiger Sect was in disarray.

Too many things happened on this day, so even the time was stretched quite long.

When many people were helped to rest in the spare palace vacated by the White Tiger Sect, they were still dazed and dazed. They couldn't believe that only half an afternoon had passed since the banquet started.

But in this short period of one and a half hours, the mess created was too big.

It is no exaggeration to say that the entire structure of the Three Thousand Worlds will inevitably be shaken by this one-and-a-half-hour change.

Some people were overly frightened by the twists and turns of the situation, and they are still sitting on futons in the corner of the hall to adjust their breath.There are also people who have a relatively high ability to accept and take the initiative to review what happened this time with others.

It has come to this kind of moment, Xuanwu himself has passed through the White Tiger Realm like a storm, and everyone's life is at stake, so there is no difference between factions.Seeing a clear-headed person who can make up his mind, no matter whether he recognizes it or not, he all pulls him over to discuss it together.

These clear-headed monks recalled everything they witnessed with their own eyes from the beginning.They tried their best to eliminate those chaotic and wrong memories, deduced back and forth all night, and finally sorted out everything.

At this moment, time is condensed into the ultimate essence. An hour and a half may not be enough for a drowsy person to take a nap, but three important things have happened in a row.

The first thing is that Baihu turned his back on Xuanwu's hands, intending to deceive the three thousand guests, using this incident to raise the price of his own prestige, and has since become the true uncrowned king of the three thousand worlds.

The second thing is that Baihu used to be despicable, shameless, hypocritical and cunning, so the old account finally came to him.The youngest son of the Xie family joined forces with the Lord of the Dragon and the Young Master of the Spirit Snake to kill Baihu.

The third thing is that Xuanwu actually sat in the banquet from the beginning to the end!

The biggest dead man in the three thousand worlds just sneaked into the Righteous Dao headquarters in such a way that no one found him—and Baihu, the leader of the three thousand worlds who had been acquiesced by default, had been colluding with him all the time.

How much did he hear about the sum of these days?no one knows.Baihu holds some handles of the world masters, how many of these handles have he shared with him?Still no one knows.

Thinking that these days, Xuanwu has been regarded as the guest of honor by the White Tiger Lord, silently observing all the developments, and finally even witnessed how the White Tiger planned to oppose him, everyone couldn't help but feel horrified, and felt cold in their hearts.

For a long time, although Xuanwu's superb cultivation was not simply a symbol in the eyes of the monks, they could not accurately estimate the strength of Xuanwu, and some people speculated very optimistically about it.

But today, they personally witnessed the power of Xuanwu.

How could anyone else be allowed to intervene in the battle of Daoyuan? When Xuanwu and Luo Jiujiang fought, there was nothing but clouds and mist within a radius of ten miles.

Even a giant python like Chengsha Huangqi couldn't get close to Xuanwu's body, and the pressure felt by those Jindan Nascent Soul monks was even more conceivable.

They may be a powerful party outside, and they can call the wind and rain with just raising their hands, but when facing Xuanwu, the almost crushing coercion from the bloodline cultivation base makes them feel small like ants.

Correspondingly, Luo Jiujiang, who can fight against Xuanwu at a young age, is simply a hope in human form.

Although some people complained about Luo Jiujiang's way of releasing the township snakes and besieging them, but since Baihu and Xuanwu secretly plotted against Chen Cang, it may not be a bad thing to die early.

... It's just that these problems left over from his death are too troublesome.

Speaking of which god's evil was committed at this time of noon, why did the white tiger dragon and the three giant Buddhas of Xuanwu all choose the time when the banquet started?

Look what this is all about.

Now that the white tiger is dead, the three thousand worlds have once again turned into a pool of scattered sand, eager to find a leader who has enough prestige to gather everyone together.

After discussing to this point, many acquaintances of the Great World World Lords exchanged secret glances, and left after a while with excuses.

They went around to the back of the hall to regroup, looking at each other with wry smiles.

In the news of those who are either distracted or monks who are in harmony with the Tao, the existence of Daoyuan is not a secret.

Because there is no Dao source, human beings will always be inferior to other species.Just like Zhen Shuangliu said harshly, there is no thunder calamity at all in distraction and harmony, but in fact it is a stronger Nascent Soul.These two realms are more like a means of division for human self-promotion, used to distinguish the level of cultivation below Mahayana.

However, there have been no Mahayana monks in the Three Thousand Worlds in the past 5000 years.

The only Mahayana monk who is still alive and has just been promoted is the spirit snake master Zhenshuang who can't wait to write the four characters of yin and yang on his face all the time.

Just because they know what the power of Daoyuan means, the nine races and four elephants have always had an extraordinary status in the three thousand worlds, and they, the world masters, are willing to bow to the white tiger as their leader.

But the white tiger died too quickly.

Now the alien species in the comprehension world are almost wiped out, and each of them either died of internal fighting or was killed by Xuanwu.

The more alien species died, the greater the power Xuanwu possessed, and the more difficult it was for this behemoth to resist.

The lessons learned from the thirteen worlds that were included under Xuanwu's banner are still vivid: Xuanwu's subordinates slaughtered wantonly, and Xuanwu himself dismissed the human race.

Xuanwu attaches great importance to blood inheritance. Compared with alien beasts and monster races, in his eyes, human races are simply a group of hairless monkeys—belonging to the level of wild beasts.

There are rumors that in Xuanwu's territory, the status of spiritual pets is higher than that of humans.

Such exaggerated rumors may not be true, but looking at Xuanwu's attitude towards surrendering monks today, one can get a glimpse of it.

He had no intention of surrendering at all.

He's the kind of "you all die, die clean, make room for a new order" kind of hanging.

... If this mother doesn't fuck him, how can people live!

The several world masters looked at each other a few times, and they had a bottom line in their hearts.They turned over their palms at the same time, and in the palms were the words "Shenlong" condensed with spiritual power.

Since there is no white tiger, then the alien species that can provoke the responsibility of the Three Thousand Worlds will probably only be the descendants of the Creator Dragon.

What's more, the most wonderful thing about Shenlong is that he and the young master of the spirit snake are each other's bamboo horse Taoist companions, and they are a natural alliance with the only Mahayana monk today.With these two layers of scruples, Shenlong will never want to kill humans and then be quick.

No matter what, at least they are stronger than Xuanwu.

This news should have been revealed to the Lord Shenlong immediately, but no one saw him in the hall.

Someone recalled that the Lord of the Dragon World seemed to have never shown up since Xuanwu left.

So, where is Shenlong now?

……

Of course Han Qianling was beside Luo Jiujiang.

Not to mention that he still doesn't know the intentions of those world lords to recommend, even if he knows, he probably won't pay any attention to it until Luo Jiujiang's situation improves.

Although Xuanwu majored in self-discipline, he was already regarded as arrogant, but he still classified alien species and alien beasts as the same race as himself.

But for Han Qianling, if something happened to Luo Jiujiang, the entire Three Thousand Worlds would be treated equally by him—all of them were his enemies.

He knocked open the door of the half-dead room with Luo Jiujiang, who was seriously injured and unconscious.

Yin Banshi has been practicing in seclusion these days, digesting the source of Dao.Fortunately, otherwise, if he was at the scene today, he might be the same as Dong Shuangyu, and he would be the same as Dong Shuangyu.

The door was slammed open, and Yin Bande, who was sitting upright on the futon, frowned in displeasure. After he saw who was coming, all his displeasure turned into surprise.

He saw Han Qianling holding the dying Luo Jiujiang in his arms.

Han Qianling asked anxiously, "Do you still have the medicine you gave him last time?"

Yin Banshi frowned tightly, and did not answer this question immediately.

He glanced hurriedly around Luo Jiujiang's body, and paused for an extra pause on Luo Jiujiang's broken right arm, and the half-dead gloom in his expression suddenly became deeper.

"I'm not short of medicine." Yin Banshi said coldly, "But you have to let me diagnose his injury first."

He directed Han Qianling to lay Luo Jiujiang flat on the couch, pressed his fingers on Luo Jiujiang's bloody wrist, and carefully penetrated the aura like a filament, swimming through Luo Jiujiang's broken meridians inch by inch .

The longer the half-dead fingers stay on Luo Jiujiang's wrist, the uglier his face will be, and the more his aura advances, the more gloomy his eyes will be.

When he finally pulled his spiritual power away, he was finally able to talk distractedly.The first sentence he opened his mouth was: "It's all traces of Daoyuan, did Xuanwu hurt him?"

In fact, Xuanwu almost didn't kill him.

Han Qianling didn't want to bring up this topic, but simply nodded.

"Did you give him both of my medicines?"

"Yes—do you have any more?"

"Since Luo Jiujiang needs it, there are as many as possible." Yin Bansi said with a sullen face, "but I suspect it's not that easy."

Han Qianling suddenly raised his head and looked directly at Yin Banshi.

His eyes were filled with evil spirits and murderous intentions. Although the negative emotions were not aimed at Yin and half death intentionally, the strong aura was still enough to scare the people who looked directly into his eyes.

But this look has no effect on Yin Banshi.

He sees patients all the year round, not to mention Han Qianling's influence, there are many people who want to strangle his neck and shake his head.

"I can make his meridians return to their normal position, his muscles and bones recover, and his flesh and blood heal—it can be done now." Yin Banshi's tone was extremely determined. He was indeed a miracle doctor that is hard to find in the world. Facing Luo Jiujiang, who was only half a step away from the corpse Dare to make such a guarantee in the remote situation.

This was good news, which almost put half of Han Qianling's heart at ease.

But the reason for "almost" is because when Yin Banshi said this, there was no joy on his face, instead it seemed that some kind of suppressed emotion was about to burst out.

At that moment, Han Qianling even held his breath.

Sure enough, he soon waited for the second sentence thrown over by Yin Banshi.

"But where is Luo Jiujiang's consciousness now?" Yin Banshi gritted his teeth and asked Han Qianling, "Did you bring him all the way here, did you lose his consciousness?"

"..."

Yin Banshi asked Han Qianling in an unbelievable tone: "Why don't you lose your mind?"

"..."

Han Qianling remained silent, his injuries were not serious at all, but a small pool of blood had formed around his feet during the short while he was standing.

Yin Bansi angrily threw a bottle of healing elixir to Han Qianling and forced him to take it.

Seeing that Han Qianling swallowed the pill dumbly, Yin Banshi said in a ghostly manner: "Go and find his spiritual consciousness, and I will treat him's meridian injuries first."

Han Qianling turned and went out without saying a word, his figure was so fast that it almost turned into an afterimage.

After confirming that he was leaving, Yin Banshi sat back in front of the couch with a sullen face, squeezed Luo Jiujiang's chin into a funnel, and then cut his own wrist without hesitation.

Blood slipped from the wound like money, and Yin Banshi's face was cold, as if he didn't know the pain at all.

He didn't lie to Han Qianling, Luo Jiujiang's body really couldn't find any trace of his consciousness.But people's consciousness is not so easy to lose, and it is even more difficult to lose the consciousness of a Nascent Soul monk in Luo Jiujiang.

Yin Banshi had a vague guess about this.

The purpose of what he said before was partly to distract Han Qianling, and partly just in case, so as not to make a wrong guess, and Luo Jiujiang's spiritual consciousness really dissipated like this.

His blood drops into a blood line, pouring all into the funnel, and the powerful healing power is guided by Yin Banshi himself, smoothing and renewing every inch of Luo Jiujiang's broken meridians.

When Luo Jiujiang's meridians were re-opened, Yin Banshi was finally able to detect his dantian from the normal way.

really.Yin Bansi thought: There are very strange traces in Luo Jiujiang's dantian...his consciousness is hidden there.