Rebirth of the Alone Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 164 The Broken Temple Sees the Broken Temple Again (Ticket Request)
"Sword Intent!!!"

Liu Ruozhi's face changed suddenly when he heard the report from his subordinates, and a look of shock could not help appearing on his pretty face.

Sword intent, how is it possible.

A small rising star, even if he has some talent, how can he comprehend the existence of such a thing as sword intent.

However, Liu Ruozhi had to believe it.

The people under her will never give false information, so there is no doubt about the authenticity of this matter.

"Sword intent, heh, sword intent!"

Liu Ruozhi muttered a few words, paced back and forth in the room, then looked at the person under him with cold eyes, and said, "Where is Fang Xiu now?"

"Fang Xiu fled immediately after injuring Huangshan Mountain, but no trace has been found yet."

"Fleeing? In this way, Fang Xiu's severe injury to Huangshan should also have caused serious injuries. Otherwise, with his temperament, he would definitely not let Huangshan live.

Search, search with all your strength, you must find him before Flying Star Sword Sect! "

Liu Ruozhi thought for a while, and immediately gave an order.

"Yes!"

The woman kneeling on one knee responded respectfully.

"Change all the guards here casually, with clean hands and feet, so as not to cause too much commotion."

"Yes……"

The woman trembled all over, and hurriedly replied.

"Go back!"

"Subordinates retire!"

Liu Ruozhi's face was calm, one word decided the death of dozens of people, in her opinion, it was such an ordinary thing.

"It's all for dry food. It can't even be discovered by someone sneaking in. What's the use of coming here? Waste, it's all waste!"

Thinking that Fang Xiu sneaked in last night and came to her bed, Liu Ruozhi was embarrassed for a while.

……

In the dense forest, Fang Xiu faltered.

"Cough cough!"

From time to time, he coughed up a mouthful of red and black blood clots, and his complexion was frighteningly pale.

Even so, Fang Xiu didn't stay, or he didn't dare to stay.

He wasn't sure if there was Flying Star Sword Sect or other masters behind him. If there were, with his current state, a second-rate warrior might be enough to take him out.

The meridians opened up in the body were broken inch by inch, most of the true energy was dissipated, and cracks were also propped out in the dantian.

It can be said that the foundation of warriors is already facing collapse at this moment.

It's okay if the meridians are broken, but if there is something wrong with the dantian, it will be really troublesome, and maybe he will become a useless person who has lost his true energy from now on.

Now every time he activates his zhenqi, his meridians feel as if cut by a knife, and Fang Xiu's face becomes distorted due to the pain.

Before long, a dilapidated house appeared in his sight.

Ah!
Fang Xiu endured the pain and walked closer, only to realize that the so-called dilapidated house was a small dilapidated temple.

Cobwebs can be seen everywhere, the doors and windows are broken and covered with dust, and even a beam has fallen off.

Only the god statue in the middle is intact, only the cobweb is entangled, and it looks a bit dilapidated.

"Unexpectedly, after going around, I came to the mountain temple again!"

Fang Xiu smiled wryly in his heart.

The statue in front of him was exactly the same as the one he saw when he first came to this world, obviously they worshiped the same god.

The difference is that in the last mountain temple, the head of the god was broken.

And here, it's intact.

The ground of the mountain temple is covered with a thick layer of straw, and it seems that someone has stayed here.

Sensing that there were no traces of other people in the mountain temple, Fang Xiu was slightly relieved.

Immediately, his body could no longer support himself, and he fell down on the straw, raising a cloud of dust all over the sky.

But now Fang Xiu doesn't care about these anymore.

Sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes and looking inside, Fang Xiu's wry smile became more serious when he saw the situation inside his body.

"It's really a big loss this time!"

Fang Xiu couldn't help but sighed.

When fighting Huangshan before, the sword he slashed was obviously beyond the scope of his control. Although the sword hit Huangshan severely, his own meridians were broken by this terrifying force, and his dantian almost collapsed .

Recalling the sword he slashed, Fang Xiu couldn't help being shocked.

The power of that sword was beyond Huang Shan's imagination, and also beyond his imagination.

He didn't even know how he made that sword at that time.

As if, it seemed, even if it came out so naturally, it was also forced out.

Fang Xiu had a premonition that if he hadn't cut out that sword at that time, he might be broken through his body by the force that came from nowhere and explode on the spot.

Paying such a high price, the results are also impressive.

An acquired master, a strong man who has touched the boundary between heaven and man, will not be spared by this sword.

If he hadn't been worried about the people of the Flying Star Sword Sect, and his body was seriously injured, Fang Xiu was going to go there to make up for it and send Huangshan back to the west.

"Sword Intent, which sword is Sword Intent?"

Fang Xiu remembered the sentence that Huang Shan blurted out.

It seems that sword intent is something terrifying, even an acquired master looks like he has seen a ghost.

artistic conception?

Fang Xiu tried to recall what he felt when the sword was slashed out before, but he couldn't recall it at all. He had some clues, but he couldn't grasp it no matter what.

"It seems that the sword-drawing technique of that style is just a coincidence, and I haven't been able to fully master it yet."

Shaking his head, Fang Xiu gave up on continuing to pursue that feeling.

The most important thing for him now is not to grasp the sword intent, but to find a way to heal the injuries on his body.

He took out several small porcelain bottles from his sleeves.

These are all the pills he got in the lottery.

Fang Xiu first picked out a bottle, which was a bottle containing top-grade gold sore medicine.

Pulling out the bottle cap, Fang Xiu poured out some white powdery substance from the bottle, and then tore off the clothes on his upper body, revealing the sword wound that was still slightly oozing blood.

He punctured some skin on Huangshan's chest, and the price was the scar on his chest.

After smearing the powder on the wound, Fang Xiu only felt a icy cold sensation at the wound, which was very comfortable.

Within a short time of breathing, the wound that was oozing blood immediately scabbed over.

Then for ten breaths, the wound grew granulation at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then healed little by little.

After a quarter of an hour, the scab fell off, revealing the white and tender skin inside, which was no different from the surrounding skin color.

If he hadn't known it in advance, he would never have thought that he had been wounded by a sword here.

"hiss!"

Fang Xiu took a deep breath.

It was the first time for him to use the top-grade golden sore medicine, and it was also the first time he saw the miraculous effect of the top-grade golden sore medicine.

For a normal person, it would take at least ten and a half months for such an injury to show signs of healing, and it would definitely not fully recover without a month or two.

And even if it recovers, there will be scars left.

It won't be like it is now, with no trace at all, as if it has never been injured.

　Full book subscription seems to be more favorable!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)