Chapter 87 Flying Sword

"Hahaha..."

"I have drained all the blood from his body. He can't be saved."

The helmsman was beaten, but he was not honest and spoke wildly.

Er Gouzi didn't bother him. He took out a tube of pure chili water and poured it directly into the helmsman's eyes and nose.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Ahhh..."

Er Gouzi raised the heavy sword again and broke one of the helmsman's fingers.

"Will you tell me?"

"Is there any way to save him?"

"Dong Dong Dong..."

Sima Yi's breath was getting weaker and weaker. Er Gouzi was anxious. After a few sword strikes, he broke several more fingers of the helmsman.

"Hahaha..."

"It's no use for you to be anxious. He can't be saved. You pulled out the steel needle and he died faster."

Er Gouzi stepped on several more bones of the helmsman with force.

"I was careless for a moment and fell into your trap.

Cough cough cough...

I am just a small branch leader in the church.

You have offended the Divine Church and are in big trouble, cough cough cough..."

"Hahaha..."

The leader laughed and laughed, his head tilted, and he died just like that.

Er Gouzi saw this and lost this hope.

Sima Yi's breath gradually disappeared, and Er Gouzi only hated himself for being incompetent and not being able to think of any solution at the critical moment.

At this moment, he looked at the remaining people on the seven pillars and the huge tripod on the ground.

Sima Yi's blood was drawn into this tripod, or put him in and try to absorb some blood again.

I touched the edge of the copper tripod, it was very hot, and he might be cooked if he was not careful.

Now I can't think of any other way, so I can only treat the dead horse as a living horse.

Thinking of this, he took out his gourd and poured a big mouthful of water into Sima Yi's mouth.

Then he took off Sima Yi's clothes, put him in the tripod, and covered the tripod lid.

He looked back at the eight pillars again. Now one of them was empty. I wonder if it would affect the effect.

Now there was no living person in hand, so he could only lift the captain's body and hang it on the pillar. Maybe some blood could be released while it was hot.

He picked up the more than one-foot-long steel needle and stabbed it diagonally into the captain's Yongquan acupoint in the same way as before, leaving only an inch outside.

Sure enough, a stream of blood soon gushed out and slowly flowed into the cauldron along the rune.

And the blood that flowed from the captain's feet was more than the other seven people combined.

Every once in a while, Er Gouzi used his spiritual sense to observe Sima Yi's situation.

Even if he couldn't save him, he planned to leave him a complete body so that he wouldn't be steamed.

Fortunately, Sima Yi was still hanging on to his last breath and didn't die, which made him feel much more relieved.

Seeing this, he simply hung the pockmarked face's body up while it was hot to bleed. The pockmarked face had a higher cultivation level and should be more valuable.

The original person on the pillar died not long after he took it down.

Sima Yi in the tripod is still holding his breath, so it should have some effect.

It was not until this time that Er Gouzi began to look around the stone room.

This is a natural stone cave, with dark red walls and some red stalagmites.

In a corner of the stone room, there are some stone tables and stone chairs.

Er Gouzi walked over and took a look, and found a set of clothes that should have been taken off by the helmsman.

After searching, he only found a bottle of blood and soul pills.

However, under the clothes, he actually found a sword more than one foot long, with some runes engraved on the sword.

It was a flying sword!

He had seen the county magistrate and the registrar use flying swords to fight, and he thought he couldn't catch it with such power.

Er Gouzi now felt a little scared, fortunately he had just sneaked up and killed the helmsman.

Otherwise, with the strength of the helmsman in the late stage of Qi training, and controlling the flying sword, he would not be able to chop him even if he had nine heads.

Not to mention, there was a pockmarked face with the same strength as him next to him.

As for the control method of the magic weapon, there is a weapon control method in the basic spells left by the master, which is used to control the magic weapon.

He took out the basic spells from the gourd and read the weapon control method again.

Then he picked up the flying sword and tried to input true energy into it.

At the same time, his spiritual consciousness probed into the flying sword and found a rune inside.

Through this rune, he could control the trajectory of the flying sword with his spiritual consciousness.

As he input his true energy and spiritual consciousness, the flying sword gradually floated from his hand and floated in the air.

"Swoosh!"

"Ding!"

As his mind moved, the flying sword flew out with a whoosh.

Before Er Gouzi could react, the flying sword had been nailed to the stone wall, five or six inches into the stone, and stuck in the stone and couldn't get out.

At this speed, it was faster than his sword light.

Moreover, the flying sword can be controlled by spiritual consciousness and turn in the air.

Just now, because the flying sword was too fast, he didn't have time to control it.

Er Gouzi walked over and pulled the flying sword off the stone wall, and re-injected his true qi and spiritual consciousness to control it.

This time he had been prepared for it. The flying sword circled in the air and finally managed to control it.

But the operation was still not proficient enough, and it needed long-term practice.

However, the flying sword consumed a lot of true qi and spiritual consciousness. He had only tried it for a while, and the true qi in his dantian had been reduced by more than half.

The spiritual consciousness in the upper dantian was also reduced a lot.

Now there is danger at any time, and the true qi cannot be exhausted.

Er Gouzi walked to the big cauldron and checked Sima Yi, and found that his breath finally strengthened a little, and it really worked.

Maybe Sima Yi can be saved.

Si Ma Yi was saved after getting the flying sword, and he felt much better.

He then carefully looked at the big cauldron in front of him, and found that it seemed to be an alchemy furnace, but it was many times larger than an ordinary alchemy furnace.

The alchemy matter also had some clues.

Before, he only had the inheritance of Baihe Zhenren, but he had neither spiritual medicine nor alchemy furnace.

He took the alchemy furnace with him when he left. As for the spiritual medicine, he could only ask Ji Cang, a wealthy man, for it, since he had a bunch of IOUs in his hand anyway.

Er Gouzi stayed in the stone room like this, accompanying Sima Yi for a day and a night.

During this period, no black-clothed man came in. He guessed that it might be because this was the place where the helmsman practiced.

Sima Yi's breath had become stronger, but the pockmarked corpse on the pillar had no blood.

Two of the remaining living people had also died.

The blood was not enough.

Er Gouzi looked at Sima Yi, who was still not awake in the cauldron, and quietly walked out of the stone room.

Not long after, he came back with two black-clothed men who had been knocked unconscious.

These two black-clothed men also had the cultivation of the second level of Qi training, which should meet the requirements.

The two men were hung on the pillars, and steel needles were inserted into the soles of their feet. Two large streams of blood flowed out and entered the alchemy furnace.

In the next few days, Er Gouzi occasionally went out to catch one or two black-clothed men and hung them on the pillars.

The means were somewhat evil and cruel, but now in order to save Sima Yi, Er Gouzi could not think of any better way.

Anyway, this was something created by the cult itself, and these black-clothed men must be happy to participate.

The black-clothed men outside continued to do their own things according to their daily habits.

So far, it has not been discovered that their helmsman has died.

As time passed, the breath in Sima Yi's body became stronger and stronger, much stronger than that of ordinary people, but he never woke up.

The two talismans that Er Gouzi had attached to his body had long since become ineffective. In order to avoid alerting the enemy, he was cautious every time he went out.

More and more people were captured by Er Gouzi in the cave, and the man in black finally found something wrong.

A man in black came to the stone room to report.

"Captain, many of our brothers are missing."

Er Gouzi hid behind a stone wall and replied softly with a pinched throat.

"Come in!"

The man in black walked into the stone room honestly, and when he looked up, he found that the pillars were full of their companions.

At this time, he saw Er Gouzi standing behind the stone wall, but it was too late.

"Bang!"

The back of his head hurt, he had been knocked unconscious by Er Gouzi, and was casually hung on the pillar.

He went to check again, Sima Yi was slowly stewed in the big cauldron.

Er Gouzi felt that the breath emanating from Sima Yi was much stronger than his own, but he didn't wake up.

I don't know if the effect of the medicine is not strong enough.

Thinking of this, he simply took out all the blood and soul pills on his body and poured them into the big cauldron to refine.