Martial arts: People are in Qixia Town, starting with a green snake with two sleeves

Su Xuan was decisive, closed his eyes after speaking, circulated the true qi in his body, and quickly absorbed the power of the medicine. After a few breaths, the skin was already dry, and the skin attached to the bones swelled up, making him look extraordinarily weird.

The skin all over the body was about to be torn off. Enduring the severe pain, he performed the mental formula of Vajra Dragon Elephant.

Accelerate the blood flow, quickly extract the medicinal power in the body, turn it into nourishment for essence and energy, and nourish the heart and blood.

Tongfu Inn, Tong Xiangyu and the others had dinner, cleaned up the store, locked the door, and all headed towards Su's house.

Lao Bai said in advance that Su Xuan's practice will enter the last and most dangerous stage in the past few days.

So the shopkeeper wanted to help out, even if he didn't have martial arts, at least he had eyes, ears and a mouth.

The ventilator is still fine.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the cold wind is biting, and the first snow of this year has not yet fallen, but the weather is very cold.

In the courtyard, there are withered and yellow fallen leaves everywhere, covered with a fine layer of milky white frost.

Downstairs, the mighty and majestic Xuanhu is lying in front of the lobby. Its body is almost ten feet long, its limbs are as thick as a tree trunk, its head is the size of a millstone, and its claws stick out, as long as a dagger. They are so sharp that they can tear even fine steel armor crack.

The strength is even more outrageous, a stone weighing ten thousand catties can be slapped more than ten feet away with one slap.

Seeing Tong Xiangyu and others coming in, Xuanhu's eyes glowed with joy, but he didn't move. Mo Xiaobei trotted over, lay on Xuanhu's back, and started playing with it.

Dazui lit up the fire in the stove, and the shopkeeper took out a few quilts from the guest room in the backyard, spread them in the rooms on the first and second floors, and prepared to spend the night here tonight.

Chapter 99: The heartbeat of the land of silence is like thunder

"Shopkeeper, what magic power did Shopkeeper Su cultivate?"

Guo Furong was very curious, after a few months of getting along, she has adapted to the life in Tongfu Inn.

She also knew that Su Xuan's identity was the world-renowned swordsmanship master. After all, Guo Juxia had told her about Su Xuan's deeds more than once.

Even to a certain extent, Guo Furong was also influenced by Su Xuan, so she resolutely left the capital and went out to wander the rivers and lakes.

A few years ago, he sent the prince of Xiliang out of Guanzhong by himself with a single sword, and killed four masters in a row. A few months ago, in the Emperor Wu City of the East China Sea, he knocked back the second king and old monster in the world with a single sword, and split half of Emperor Wu City.

Dahedukou, with one against four, forcibly killed Xuankongguan, the Inner Court Secretary, Qin Tianjian, and the masters of the three counties' aristocratic families.

Afterwards, he crossed the river by boat, used a dead branch as a sword, smashed three thousand pieces of armor, and walked away.

One pile, one piece, shocked the world and made countless people in the rivers and lakes fascinated by it.

Guo Furong is one of them. She is determined to become Su Xuan's second and get rid of Guo Juxia's influence.

It's a pity that the sky failed as people wished, and fell into Qixia Town in Guanzhong, and became a handyman in the Tongfu Inn.

But after learning of Su Xuan's identity, Guo Furong couldn't sleep the whole night, but he had been in seclusion afterwards, and she didn't find a chance to talk.

"What magic power?"

Tong Xiangyu snorted, "You just practiced magic skills, and your whole family practiced magic skills."

"Tong Xiangyu, can you stop being so wicked."

Guo Furong glared at her.

"Keep the door well, I'll go and have a look."

After finishing speaking, the shopkeeper went to the inner room, and when he walked in, he saw Su Xuan sitting cross-legged in the barrel, with only his head sticking out of the potion.

His white hair was as gray as withered grass, his cheeks were thin and full of wrinkles, and almost only skin and bones remained.

Who would have thought that a few months ago, this dying centenarian was still famous all over the world, Su Xuan, who was in his prime.

Tong Xiangyu opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything in the end. She didn't understand, is martial arts really so important?For the sake of martial arts, you can even sacrifice your life.

Although she didn't understand, she didn't try to stop or disturb her, but silently handed the firewood into the stove, and quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Lao Bai is so perceptive, but he didn't tell the truth, and he couldn't help sighing. If it were him, he would definitely not have the courage.

As the medicinal power was absorbed by Su Xuan, the water in the wooden barrel became clear. Lao Bai pulled out the plug, let out the waste water inside, and then poured the potion boiled in the pot into the wooden barrel.

During this time, Su Xuan remained motionless, his eyes were closed tightly, and his heart was turned to the sky, but there was still a faint breath.

"Shopkeeper, ask Da Zui and Xiao Guo to chop some firewood and bring them here."

Lao Bai continued to add all kinds of precious medicinal materials to the pot, and said to Tong Xiangyu, "Xiao Su said, at least nine pots of this kind of medicinal juice are enough."

In the firewood room, several people were busy chopping firewood with their mouths open. Guo Furong thought it was too late, so she picked up the ax and began to chop with a bang.

The fire in the stove was burning more and more fiercely, and the pitch-black concoction in the iron pot was boiling, bubbling, and exuding a strange smell.

Inside the wooden barrel, the skin on Su Xuan's body kept puffing up, and then shrunk down, making everyone's hearts shudder.

"Is this really Shopkeeper Su?"

Guo Furong looked at the white-haired old man in the wooden barrel in disbelief, she couldn't believe it, Da Zui and Xiao Bei had similar expressions.

"Could it be that shopkeeper Su suffered serious internal injuries?"

"Don't guess."

Lao Bai glared at her: "I can't explain clearly to you, so you can do whatever you are asked to do. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Guo Furong shrank her neck, but did not speak.

"Big mouth, make the fire bigger."

"Xiao Guo, go to the pool and fetch some more buckets of water."

"Xiao Bei, you take Xuanhu to guard the gate, and no one is allowed in except us."

They kept draining the boiling water in the wooden barrel, and poured barrels of medicinal juice into it until dawn, and none of them rested.

Xiaobei couldn't hold on anymore, and ran to the wing and fell asleep. Tong Xiangyu, Guo Furong, and Dazui all had bloodshot eyes.

"It's time to add the concoction."

Lao Bai took a sip of strong tea to refresh himself, and said.

Guo Furong started to move.

"What pot is this?"

asked the shopkeeper.

"The Ninth Pot."

Lao Bai replied.

Snowflakes were already falling outside, and the cold wind rolled the dead branches and fallen leaves, flapping the doors and windows, making a bang bang bang bang.

A thin layer of snow has accumulated on the branches, bamboo tops, flowers and grass, but at this time, no one cares about this beautiful scenery.

"Do you feel that Shopkeeper Su's aura is getting weaker and weaker?"

Guo Furong went into the bucket of medicinal juice and said cautiously.

"Continue pouring."

Lao Bai's tone was beyond doubt.

It took four full barrels to pour the concoction. She stretched out a finger, and slowly poked it towards Su Xuan's nose.

Then he retracted abruptly, took three steps back, and stopped when he bumped into the stove.

"What's the matter."

The shopkeeper asked hastily.

"No.."

Guo Furong stammered and cried, "I'm out of breath."

"Shopkeeper Su is out of breath."

"impossible."

Tong Xiangyu's face was ugly, and Lao Bai's face was also not good-looking. He walked to the side of the barrel, first checked Su Xuan's breath, and shook his hands unconsciously.

"How about it."

The shopkeeper's body was shaking non-stop, his hands were clutching the corners of Bai Zhantang's clothes, and even his voice trembled.

Lao Bai didn't answer, but put his hand deep into the concoction, and gently took the pulse.

"I'm out of breath."

He withdrew his palm, his face pale.

The strength in Tong Xiangyu's body seemed to be emptied in an instant, and as soon as her legs softened, she fell to the side.

"The treasurer."

Lao Bai, Guo Furong, Da Zui frantically helped her up, and hurriedly pinched her, only to wake Tong Xiangyu awake.

"Little Su."

"Brother Erdi."

She wept bitterly.

"Xiao Su, don't scare brother."

Dazui also chanted in despair, only Lao Bai remained calm, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally settled on four words.

"A realm of silence."

His eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said: "Don't cry, Xiao Su is not dead yet."

"What do you mean?"

The shopkeeper wiped away his tears, with hope in his eyes.

"Xiao Su should have entered the realm of extinction now."

Lao Bai quickly said: "Simply put, it's a suspended animation, no breath, no pulse, but relying on the circulation of true energy in the body to support it."

"really?"

Tong Xiangyu grabbed his arm, exerting force unconsciously, pinching Laobai so that he grinned.

"Definitely is."

Bai Zhantang nodded, besides this possibility, he couldn't think of another possibility, as for dying of exhaustion.

He didn't believe it, he didn't believe that with Su Xuan's ability, he would come to this point.

"Then shall we find a doctor now?"

Guo Furong said hastily.

"Need not."

Lao Bai shook his head: "We can only wait. Xiao Su said that only by entering the realm of extinction can the original vajra indestructible body be completely self-destructed, and the essence can be condensed in the heart and blood, so as to reshape the body."

only wait

Everyone can be tired, not only physically exhausted, but also psychologically tormented, but no one dares to close their eyes.

Until the evening, everyone's eyes were covered with layers of bloodshot eyes, and they stared motionlessly at the lifeless old man in the barrel.

"Xiao Guo, you can accompany me to a temple outside the town."

Tong Xiangyu washed his face with cold water, temporarily suppressed his tiredness and drowsiness and said, "I'll go and offer two sticks of incense to the Bodhisattva."

After speaking, he and Guo Furong left the small building.

"Dazui, go buy some food and come back and make dinner."

Lao Bai said: "Xiao Bei, just keep an eye on it for a while, if anything happens, wake me up immediately."

He didn't go to rest in the room either, so he put on a padded jacket, hugged his hands tightly, and rested on the chair.

As the sky was getting dark, Tong Xiangyu and Guo Furong finished offering incense and called Lao Xing over. After dinner, they took turns guarding the room.

But two days and two nights passed, Su Xuan in the wooden barrel was still breathless, and there was no sign of waking up, like an old monk who had already sat down.

The hearts of several people sank to the bottom, even Lao Bai was like this, but there was no other way but to continue to wait.

After seven or eight days, the snow outside became heavier and heavier, the mountains and plains were white, the rivers and rivers were covered with ice, and the inside and outside of the courtyard were covered with thick snow.

On the martial arts stage, Xuanhu was standing up on his hind legs, waving his two huge front paws, and kept beating the huge stone, like spinning a spinning top.