Chapter 76

"The injury in the body is no longer serious, and it will be cured within ten days at most."

During dinner, the old man checked Wu Chi's pulse again, stroked his beard and said.

This was expected. It's just that Wu Chi is much more energetic now, and the injury will naturally heal a little faster than expected.

"What about the injury to the foundation of kendo?" Yuan Ziyi couldn't help interjecting.

Reaching out and knocking Yuan Ziyi on the head, the old man said, "Little guy, since you don't want to give up the way of swordsmanship, stick to it! Freezing three feet doesn't happen in a day, so don't worry about it."

"Thank you for reminding me, senior. I understand." Nodding, Wu Chi was not surprised by this. He didn't need the old man to diagnose the fundamental problems of swordsmanship, he could feel it himself.

It is not an easy task to regain the way of the sword, and Wu Chi knows this better than anyone else.

"Grandpa Alcoholic, I heard that sword gallbladder can be used to condense sword energy. Tell me, if there is sword gallbladder, will it make him recover faster?" Yuan Ziyi asked with his chin in his hand.

"Nonsense." Staring angrily, the old man lectured, "Extracting the sword gall is a vicious method! Moreover, this method is eager for quick success, and the sword energy condensed with it is also heterogeneous and impure, and it needs to be slowly refined. If it has been used, if it is not guided, there is no hope of condensing the sword gall."

Wu Chi took this very seriously. At the beginning, he refined the power of a sword gall, which greatly increased his sword qi. It was not until he refined his sword qi in the sword pool and endured a lot of pain that he finally relieved the trouble.

If there is no sword pool, when he discovers the problem in the future, it may take several times longer to resolve the hidden danger.

"I'm asking you, is it useful for him to recover from his injuries, and not to gather sword energy." Yuan Ziyi pleaded dissatisfied with curling his lips.

"The damage to the foundation of swordsmanship, it is a good way to recover the injury with the power of sword courage. However, he is damaging the foundation of swordsmanship himself, and the injury is at the source. If he wants to recover, he can only rely on himself, and external force has little effect." The old man shook his head. He shook his head and explained.

This was the reason why he said that there was nothing he could do about Wu Chi's injury, otherwise, if he was injured by others, he would still have the means to heal it even without the sword gall.

Rolling his eyes, Yuan Ziyi stopped answering, but thought to himself.

"Not much effect? ​​Then it still has an effect? ​​This is a way."

"The boy wants to stay in this valley for a few more days to see if there is any improvement. I'm afraid I will bother senior for a while longer." Wu Chi didn't care at all, and said with cupped hands.

"It's okay, if you stay, you can not only talk with the old man, but also drink with me, you can stay as long as you want." Nodding slightly, the old man agreed with a smile.

"Ah? I don't want to stay anymore. I'm so bored to death. Grandpa the alcoholic, if he's with you, I'll have to leave tomorrow." Yuan Ziyi pouted.

"You girl, you are always crazy. How long have you been here, and you want to run away again?"

"Hee hee, drunkard grandpa, I'm actually homesick. I'll go back and steal some of grandpa's good wine for you, okay?" Yuan Ziyi said coquettishly, pulling the old man's arm.

"Are you going to steal the old man's wine?" The old man's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Grandpa drunkard, just wait, I will go back tomorrow, and I will steal some good wine back for you."

Glancing at Yuan Ziyi, as if he had read her mind, the old man shook his head slightly, but did not stop her.

Stealing alcohol is fake, but it's true if you want to go back and ask that old guy if he can help this kid heal his wounds?

However, although the old guy is powerful, but he can't save people, the little girl is probably going to make a wrong calculation this time.

.......

Early the next morning, Yuan Ziyi left secretly.

Except for occasionally drinking a few bowls of wine with the old man every day, Wu Chi devoted all his energy to practicing swords. Even if there was no improvement, he did not slack off.

It took two full months for this practice, and the old man couldn't help but be moved by Wu Chi's persistence, and took out a lot of elixir to recuperate Wu Chi's body. The true energy in Wu Chi's body became more and more profound, and there was a faint tendency to condense the true energy into a liquid, stepping into a condensed liquid.

After getting along day and night, the relationship between the two deepened day by day, and the old man almost regarded Wu Chi as his younger generation.

He vaguely had the idea of ​​imparting medical skills to Wu Chi.

It's a pity that Wu Chi still devotes all his attention to the way of swordsman, and has no intention of learning medicine.

He sighed in his heart, but the old man didn't force it.

.......

"Fairy in purple clothes, you have provoked me several times to lure me out alone, what exactly do you want to do?"

Annoyed look appeared in the blood-clothed youth's eyes, and he asked in a cold voice.

"I brought you out to ask you to borrow something. If there are many people, I'm afraid you won't borrow it." Blinking his eyes, Yuan Ziyi said innocently.

"Borrow something?" the blood-clothed youth asked puzzledly, "I've coagulated my blood to fight against the enemy all my life, only relying on a sword in my hand, and I don't have anything long on my body. Is there anything that the purple-clothed fairy should think about?"

"Hehe, it's because you only use the sword in your hand to fight against the enemy, so I asked you to borrow it." Yuan Ziyi laughed like a silver bell, but there was a hint of murderous intent in his tone.

"Buzz!"

The purple sword energy flickered, and Yuan Ziyi turned into an afterimage, attacking and killing the coagulated blood.

"snort!"

With a cold snort, the sword was already in his hand between blood coagulation backhands, and he attacked Yuan Ziyi in a leisurely manner.

"Pretending to be a ghost, Ziyi Fairy, if you don't explain why you are here, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave today."

After being provoked by Yuan Ziyi several times, Coagulation Blood was already impatient in his heart. At this moment, when the murderous intention came together, the backhand was a killer move.

The sword is like a river of blood, exuding a thick bloody smell, frightening people's souls.

The blood-coagulating sword itself is a sword of killing. I don't know how many people died in his hands. Once he hits hard, Yuan Ziyi will not be an opponent.

Within a few breaths of purple sword energy, it was eroded by the blood river and collapsed.

"puff!"

Biting the tip of his tongue, he spat out a mouthful of blood. In an instant, Yuan Ziyi's sword energy suddenly surged, turning into a purple phoenix, breaking through the shackles of the blood river, and continuing to kill Xue Ning.

"Yuan Ziyi, are you crazy?"

Startled suddenly, Xue Ning exclaimed in disbelief.

Although he was annoyed before, he also vaguely knew that Yuan Ziyi's identity was unusual, and he just wanted to force her to explain why she came, and he didn't really intend to kill Yuan Ziyi.

But now, Yuan Ziyi is not hesitating to burn his essence and blood, urging his sword to transform into form, and it is clear that he is desperately trying his best.

This made him unable to figure out when exactly he and Yuan Ziyi forged a death feud and made her fight with her life.

However, facing Yuan Ziyi's aggression at this moment, he no longer dared to hold back. With a flicker between his brows, a smear of blood emerged, and the sword energy turned into a river of blood and rolled out backwards.

While the sword energy was transforming into form, Coagulation Blood also used the power of sword courage in order to ensure victory.

Condensed into sword courage, he was only one step away from the strength to hit the realm of Daotai, and it was also his confidence that he still dared to come alone knowing that Yuan Ziyi intended to lure him out.

"Click!"

The purple phoenix let out a mournful cry, and after only struggling for a few breaths under the blood river, it collapsed completely.

Without condensing sword courage, the gap between Yuan Ziyi and Xue Ning's strength is too great, and there is no possibility of winning at all.

After the blood river sword energy crushed Zifeng, the castration continued unabated, and he slapped Yuan Ziyi hard.

If this shot is real, Yuan Ziyi will undoubtedly die.

Although I still have some fear in my heart, but being forced to this point, the coagulation blood can't stop at all.

However, at the moment when Yuan Ziyi was about to be swallowed by the blood river, a purple brilliance shot up into the sky behind him and turned into a big umbrella shining with stars, which not only protected Yuan Ziyi, but also enveloped the blood coagulation .

In an instant, Xue Ning's complexion changed drastically, and a look of despair appeared in his eyes.

"Zihua Xingluo Umbrella?!!! Who are you to Zihua Demon Lord?"

The purple flowers surged, the stars twinkled and sealed the void, and the sword energy of the blood river dissipated in an instant, and the blood coagulation was frozen, unable to move.

A trace of paleness appeared on his face, Yuan Ziyi had no choice but to cut his own wrist, using blood to maintain the power of Zihua Xingluo Umbrella.

"He is my grandfather, but he is reluctant to give me this Zihua Xingluo Umbrella. I stole it with great difficulty!"

While speaking, Yuan Ziyi walked towards Xue Ning step by step at the same time.

"No! Why, Fairy in Purple Clothes, I'll give you whatever you want!" With a surge of fear in his heart, Xue Ning shouted in horror.

As soon as Zihua Xingluo Umbrella came out, he knew that he had no room to struggle. No matter what Yuan Ziyi wanted, he had to hand it over.

Yuan Ziyi's face became paler, and Yuan Ziyi said softly, "Sure enough, I still can't control it, but I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, or I will bleed to death!"

With Yuan Ziyi's strength, this kind of treasure, Zihua Xingluo Umbrella, can't be controlled at all. He can only rely on the power of his blood to force it. Now that the blood essence on his body is being swallowed up every moment, Yuan Ziyi already feels a little I can't stand it anymore.

"I'll give you whatever you want! Take the Zihua Xingluo Umbrella!" Yuan Ziyi couldn't hold it anymore, but Xue Ning was even more desperate.

"Hey, don't worry, soon, I will put away the umbrella after I take the things!"

A seal was squeezed in his hand, Yuan Ziyi's eyes showed a murderous intent, and his plain hand slapped suddenly, and it fell lightly under Xue Ning's eyebrows.

In an instant, Xue Ning felt his sword guts tremble, and the panic in his heart could not be increased.

At this moment, he really understood what Yuan Ziyi wanted!

What Yuan Ziyi wanted was nothing foreign at all, but his sword guts!

There was a hint of resentment in his eyes, but Xue Ning was speechless at all, and could only watch helplessly as the sword gall was pulled out by Yuan Ziyi. Before the last bit of consciousness dissipated, there was only the brilliant Zihua in front of him. .