Jian Yang Nine Heavens

() Chu Lang turned several corners, his head sank, and a sense of dizziness hit him. Chu Lang still underestimated the aftereffects of using the Bingling Finger. The power is very powerful, but unfortunately it is a lose-lose style of play.

Chu Lang didn't notice anything just now. After walking for a while now, his body was weak and his legs were a little weak. Chu Lang regretted using Bing Ling very much.

Chu Lang's eyes swept around, looking for a safe place. If he met someone from the Qilin Alliance at this moment, any disciple in Tsing Yi could clean up Chu Lang casually.

Chu Lang saw an alley with the gate open, and he couldn't hold it anymore, and Chu Lang didn't care if there was any danger inside, so he rushed in, just stepped into the courtyard, bang!Chu Lang lost consciousness and collapsed on the ground.

An old man came out slowly from the yard, and was surprised to see Chu Lang fainted on the ground.

The old man muttered to himself: "How does he know that I live here, strange?"

"Hey, the qi in the body is deficient, and the true qi is flowing like silk, as if the power has dissipated. How could this be?" The old man sent out his spiritual consciousness to sense the surroundings, and found that the nearby alleys were full of Qilin Alliance disciples searching, could it be It's for this kid.

"This guy, he escaped from Lord Yan last night, and today he's going to provoke people from the Qilin Alliance. He's really tired of his job." The old man cursed in a low voice, and dragged Chu Lang into the house.

Put him on the bed, then poured a green elixir from the small bottle in his arms, threw it directly into Chu Lang's mouth, then poured a glass of warm water to feed him a few mouthfuls, seeing that Chu Lang had no other injuries, the old man Slowly let out a breath.

After half a stick of incense time, probably under the action of the medicine, Chu Lang slowly opened his eyes, his consciousness came back to him, and he saw himself lying on a bed, and got up from the bed excitedly, but he hadn't done it yet, Chu Lang His hands went limp, and he fell back on the bed.

"Boy, don't move around. The true qi in your body is weak, so you need to rest well. Here are some panacea. You take one pill every two hours, and then sit quietly and exercise. This will help you recover the true qi in your body." An old voice said It sounded beside Chu Lang.

Chu Lang looked sideways and said in surprise, "It's you, why are you here?"

It turned out that the one who rescued Chu Lang was the old beggar he met at the foot of Lingqiu Peak that day. At that time, he caused hatred with the young master of Luo Zongmen and gave him an inexplicable black iron token.

"Of course it's me. If it were someone else, I'm afraid you would have died at this moment. You didn't die last night, and today you went to provoke the people of the Qilin Alliance, saying, what's going on? Just now, there are people from the Qilin Alliance everywhere around here." Man, I just missed digging three feet to dig you out and whip your corpse." The old man snorted coldly in an unhappy tone.

Chu Lang took a bottle of medicine from the old man's hand, poured a pill and swallowed it, and cooperated with the operation of true energy to slowly dissolve some scars on his body and the severe injuries caused by the old man in blue. The most important thing is to slowly recover the lost true energy. gas.

After a stick of incense, Chu Lang finished his exercise. He opened his eyes and saw that the old man hadn't walked away. He clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your kindness. I will help you as much as I can in the future."

Chu Lang stood up slowly, tidying up the snow stains and messy clothes on his body. He couldn't help but feel a little lonely in his heart. He almost got himself trapped in helping others. He secretly made up his mind that he must find today's clothes in the future. place.

However, is the blue-clothed old man dead? If so, Chu Lang feels at ease. After all, all his true energy is consumed, and if he can’t kill a martial artist in the Xiantian realm, then it’s better to use it less in the future, otherwise he might not be as good as next time. Good luck.

"I shouldn't be troublesome. I taught an evil Qilin Alliance disciple. I didn't expect that guy to be Bai Meng's subordinate. He was unlucky and met a guy who protected the Lord, so they came to trouble me, so I had to take action. Unexpectedly, there was a powerful guy from the Xiantian realm, and he almost escaped with his life." Chu Lang was still in fear, and he was afraid that he would briefly talk about what happened in the morning.

"Okay, I know you kid, you think you are a chivalrous person, you can't survive in this world if you have righteousness. In the future, you have to weigh whether you have the ability to do good, or you will lose your life if you lose more than you gain." The old man said. Frowning, Jing finally warned.

"Who are you? Why are you so kind to me? Yesterday, knowing that I was in danger, you even asked Xiang Ye to save me. Today, you saved me again." Chu Lang didn't know anything about this old man, and asked road.

"Is he alright?" the old man sighed and said leisurely.

Although the old man's clothes were sloppy, his face was old, and his figure was taller than Chu Lang's, but his imposing manner and generosity gave the impression that he was strong. If it wasn't for his long beard, disheveled hair, and disheveled clothes, he would really be an elder Confucianism and a teacher.

"Who are you talking about?" Chu Lang asked in a daze.

"That old immortal Lin Rongfu."

"Stinky old man, shut up, don't talk nonsense, Mr. Lin is the person I respect the most, you must not curse him." Chu Lang's face changed slightly, and he shouted angrily.

"Haha...haha...haha, good, good, good..." The old man laughed suddenly, ecstatic, tears almost fell down at the end of the laugh.

Chu Lang was a little stunned, and looked at the old man in silence, not knowing why.

"The old man is very pleased that you can protect him like this. He is my brother, so why would I curse him?" The old man touched his wrinkled old face with his dirty sleeves, and said with gratitude.

"Don't go around in circles. Who are you? Do you know Mr. Lin?" Chu Lang was suspicious, and slowly crossed his legs and leaned against the edge of the bed.

"The old man's name is Zhang Yue, and he and Lin Rongfu are members of the Twelve Yunqi Elites of your Chu family. He should have told you about this." Zhang Yue said with a look of nostalgia.

"What, you, Mr. Zhang, you are still alive. For so many years, Mr. Lin and I thought that you had disappeared, or even passed away." Chu Lang was so excited that he struggled to get out of bed.

Zhang Yue stepped forward to stop Chu Lang, restrained him and said, "Young master, don't get excited, not only the old man is still alive, but the other brothers are still alive. They have been looking for the young master, hoping to recreate the former glory of the Chu family. "

Twelve years ago, the Chu family had an accident and was attacked by a group of people in black. At that time, members of the Chu family fled everywhere. Even so, there were still heavy casualties. However, only three of the Twelve Yunqi elites of the Chu family who were the most secretive in the past were at that time. The Chu family and the others went out on errands, so that they all lost track and lost contact in the end.

At that time, Zhang Yue, Liu Jin, and Lin Rongfu were all in the Chu family. The situation was urgent at that time. After the three of them discussed it, Zhang Yue and Liu Jin decided to give Lin Rongfu and Chu Lang a chance to escape. Zhang Yue and Liu Jin are no longer alive.

Lin Rongfu only told Chu Lang about this after he grew up. Chu Lang had never met the Twelve Elite Yunqi, so even if Zhang Yue stood in front of Chu Lang, Chu Lang would not be able to recognize him.

The Chu Family’s Yunqi Twelve Elites had existed since the ancestors of Chu Yuan, and they were the guardians carefully cultivated by the Chu Family for thousands of years, and each generation of Yunqi Twelve Elites was looking for their own successors People, teach unique martial arts and extend its life.

Of Lin Rongfu's generation of Yunqi twelve elites, Zhang Yue is the oldest, Lin Rongfu is next, followed by Liu Jin, Hua Longkong, Qiu Lingxin, Li Linghai, Jin Ming, Hou Yun, Mu Qinyu, Mu Lengyun, Yun Jinquan, Si Lin month, a total of 12 people.

Although Zhang Yue is the oldest, but the martial arts of twelve Jingli is not the highest, Lin Rongfu is the worst martial arts among the 12 people. Lang conveys true energy to maintain Chu Lang's vitality.

"Mr. Zhang, have you met Mr. Lin?" Chu Lang calmed down his excitement, and looked at Zhang Yue and asked eagerly.

"I also only recently found out that you have been hiding in the Tianming Sword Sect for so many years, and originally planned to go up the mountain to find Lin Rongfu, an old man, but I heard that he was captured by the Qilin Alliance, so I wanted to hide here There is no way to rescue him, but on the other hand, I am worried that you will know the news and go to rescue alone regardless of the danger." Zhang Yue smiled wryly, shaking his head and said.

"Obviously, Mr. Zhang, you guessed it right. If you hadn't rescued me in secret, I'm afraid I would have been involved too. It's all my incompetence to rescue Mr. Lin." Chu Lang said with a melancholy expression.

"Young master, don't say that. The journey of martial arts requires years of hard work. How can it be achieved overnight? With the current qualifications of the young master, it may not be impossible to achieve the achievements of your ancestor Chu Yuan in the future." Zhang Yue waved his hand to comfort Chu Lang road.

"Mr. Zhang, are the other [-] Yunqi members also near Dongjiang?" Chu Lang suddenly thought that if he could find more Yunqi elites, the chances of rescuing Lin Rongfu might be higher.

"Only two people are still in Eastern Xinjiang, but they are currently cultivating the key points. It is inconvenient for us to disturb them now. We need to find a way to save Mr. Lin." Zhang Yue shook his head.

Chu Lang wasn't too disappointed. With Zhang Yue around, although this guy's martial arts was not the highest among the 12, Chu Lang didn't think his martial arts were low.