Qingxu saw the same abnormality in Xiaotian as Qingjing's body, and he couldn't help but feel some thoughts, and he became silent for a moment.

Xiaotian naturally didn't know what Qingxu was thinking. Since the latter frowned and silent after seeing his condition, he felt panic in his heart. He couldn't help but think: Could it be that his practice of this technique has gone wrong, and he is already alive?

"Uncle Master... how many days do I have..." Xiaotian gritted his teeth and thought that since he has reached this point, even if he is nervous and afraid, he cannot change it. It is better to know how long he can live and arrange the rest of his life so as not to leave any regrets.

"Well..." Qingxu also recovered when he heard Xiaotian's call, but he didn't notice what Xiaotian said. He just shook his head and said goodbye to the past. Then he asked: "In addition to the palpitations and fever in your hands and feet you just mentioned, there are other conditions... such as night sweats and angina pectoris."

When Xiaotian saw Qingxu, he shook his head and thought that he had not had enough time, his body suddenly became soft and his ears were buzzing. I guess this night sweats and angina should be the last sign. Once he reaches this level, his life will come to an end.

"Return... I'm back to Master, Xiaotian has indeed sweated occasionally recently, but he doesn't feel like he's angina..."

"Oh..." Qingxu nodded after hearing this, signaling Xiaotian to hand over the notes left to him by Qingjing, and read them page by page.

Because Qingjing was a special situation at the beginning, Qingxu also studied the Blood Ink Forbidden Technique and wanted to find a solution from it, so he was naturally familiar with it. Now, after comparing Qingjing notes with the words in his memory, he found that the two were very different!

The reason why the Blood Ink Forbidden Technique is called forbidden Technique is that it is used by activating all the potential of a person. It is extremely extreme when practicing, and there is no mistake from beginning to end. Once there is a slight deviation, it will be difficult to control. Although there is no death in ten lives after failing to practice this technique, it is probably worse than death in eight out of ten.

As the saying goes: Good fortune depends on misfortune, and misfortune is hidden by good fortune. Although the pure cold air is fatal, when he failed to practice, he swallowed the extreme Yang of the Blood Ink Forbidden Technique. Not only did he not turn Qingjing into a fool, but with the help of Qingxu, he successfully practiced the Blood Ink Forbidden Technique, which was also a waste of luck...

Now that Qingjing has mastered the Blood Ink Forbidden Technique, she naturally discovered many of the disadvantages. She actually modified the extremes a lot. Although the power of the Blood Ink Forbidden Technique has been reduced, it is no longer harmful to the mind! So it is easy to understand that Xiaotian has no feeling of angina...

Seeing that the Blood Ink Forbidden Technique has been modified so properly, Qingxu nodded in praise. Since there is no need to worry about abnormalities, as long as the turbid air accumulated in Xiaotian's body due to improper cultivation is dispersed, you will be safe and sound.

Anyway, the mind and nature cannot see black and white at a glance, so Qingxu can only take it slowly. Since Qingjing handed over Xiaotian to himself to deal with, he cannot let Qingjing down. Instead, he must carefully observe how Xiaotian is doing!

First, in order not to let Xiaotian see his thoughts, second, Xiaotian's condition was not as serious as he thought, and Qingxu's expression was not as serious as before. As soon as he relaxed, the smell of April bamboo gradually became popular, and his heart was also itchy.

Seeing Xiaotian holding two dark circles, he looked listless again. Qingxu had an idea in his heart, his expression also eased a little, and he said softly: "Xiaotian, I just thought about it. Although I cannot slack off in this practice, I need to cultivate enough energy. I am afraid that it will be difficult for you to concentrate in this situation... You should go back and have a good rest and eat whatever you want..."

Seeing Qingxu's face suddenly softened a lot, and when he said these words, Xiaotian became more convinced that he was not long ago, and his face became even more ugly. There were tears in his eyes and circles. He was in a heavy mood. He knelt in front of Qingxu and kowtowed, "Xiaotian has caused trouble for Uncle Master... Xiaotian will never forget his care for Uncle Master..." In the end, Xiaotian only felt his throat more swallowed and his chest was aching. It must be a symptom of dying. He didn't want to cause trouble for Qingxu. After saying goodbye, he turned around and left a few steps.

Qingxu was startled by Xiaotian's reaction and couldn't help but say to himself: "Although I don't know how this kid is, this kind of etiquette is sincere and sincere...it's interesting! It seems... I still have some shortcomings in my care for my disciples...shell..."

Qingxu said, the April bamboo that had just been filled with the cup was emptied, and his eyes gradually became warmer: "League of Heroes...Lu Hanjiang...I want to see what your plan is?"

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The four-colored mountains where Jianxing lives are majestic and continuous, like four swords, echoing them, protecting Jianxing. Occasionally, there are stars in the mountains, which are extremely dazzling, or someone is practicing swordsmanship, but it is not surprising.

A stream not far from Jianxingju, I saw a beautiful figure sitting in her knees, but the man's expression was unpredictable, and he sighed from time to time.

Occasionally, she would pick up the stones beside her and shoot them into the water. The unlucky swimming fish would float upwards, allowing the passing wild birds to pick up a lot of cheap things. At some point, a large group of people gathered, waiting for the arrival of the "Qushuiliu Fish".

"Second Elder! Second Elder! Not good! Not good!" At this moment, a disciple of Jianxingju ran over with his head covered his head and shouted, frightening the group of wild birds downstream.

The beautiful figure was stunned when she heard this, and suddenly turned around. She saw that she was pretty and full of heroic eyes and eyebrows. It was Lu Youyou from Jianxingju. She looked annoyed and shouted unhappily: "Noisy! Why are you so annoying! This Afu... Why do these three elders love to make trouble!"

Since Qingxu and Qingjing left that day, Lu Qingtan has been full of anger and has pulled his disciples to teach them how to practice swords every day.

These disciples were naturally happy to be guided by the elders, but later they found out that this was not taught by others. They were obviously beaten on their own initiative, but it was difficult to refuse. They could only ask Lu Youyou to beg for mercy when doing things seriously.

At first, Lu Youyou was annoyed by the quarrel, and occasionally scolded Lu Qingtan for a few words. But when Lu Qingtan saw people, he felt itchy and could not control himself as soon as he made a move, and more and more disciples came to complain. Lu Youyou had something to do in his heart, but he was so annoyed that he could only hide outside Jianxing. He wanted to have a pure ear, but he didn't expect that he had just adjusted his mood and was disturbed again, so he angrily rebuked.

Hearing Lu Youyou's words, the disciple's head shook into a rattle and explained repeatedly: "Ah! Second Elder! This matter has nothing to do with the Third Elder! Yes... the one who made a tantrum that day came!"

When Lu Youyou heard this, he was stunned and said in confusion: "Who is making trouble? Why is the one who makes trouble?"

Before the disciple could reply, he heard a wailing sound from afar: "Grandpa, please spare your life! Ah! Why don't you keep your word? I've called you grandpa and you're still hitting me!"

"Haha! You are not sincere at all! Grandpa, I feel uncomfortable!" After this man, a joking voice came.

"Hmph! Where did the madman come from? He really exclaimed! He dared to come to our Jianxingju to be arrogant! Take my move!" Lu Youyou was upset and suddenly turned cold, "Seven-star sword technique - Ice Dragon Roar!"

Lu Youyou snorted coldly and picked up the sword under her, and then picked up the sword under her into the air. She reached out and held the hilt tightly. She turned her body, but the scabbard had not moved at all, but Chun Jian Shuanghua had already shone out a cold light!

She turned around and pointed frost towards the lake behind her, and saw a layer of frost appearing on the lake. Then she lifted the tip of her sword, and an ice dragon with cold air roared behind the disciples of Jianxingju.

"Ha! It seems that you Jianxingju really don't know what it means to learn from one mistake and gain wisdom!" Feeling the bitter breath, the voice in the distance suddenly became cold and harsh, "I wonder if you still remember this move... Ink Blade! Slash!"

Hearing the word Mo Ren, Lu Youyou's heart skipped a beat and he immediately knew the identity of the visitor. The Qingjing move Mo Ren divided his ice dragon roar into two and transformed it into his own use, and killed all the disciples of Jianxingju. It was still fresh in his memory!

At that time, this incident became my nightmare. It took me a long time to let go. Unexpectedly, the scene of the day will be reappeared again.

As Lu Youyou imagined, she saw her ice dragon suddenly split into two when she passed by the man, and then turned her head and swept towards the disciple beside her. Her face suddenly turned pale, and her teeth couldn't help but tremble. She really didn't dare to take a look.

But what surprised her was that as soon as the two ice dragons turned around, they turned into debris on the ground, and with hissing sound, they turned into white mist and dissipated into the air.

In the mist, a figure in a black and white Taoist robe jumped out with a loud noise and walked to Lu Youyou with a smile.

"There are faults and debts, and the masters! You are making trouble... If you have anything to do, just come for me!" Lu Youyou's move was easily resolved, and his face was also very ugly.

"That's the point!" Qingjing said expressionlessly.

"But... can you let them go?" Lu Youyou whispered.

"Why is it considered letting go? Aren't they dead?" Qingjing said coldly.

"Second Elder! You... are you okay..." In the short period of time from the appearance to the dissipation, these disciples had just recovered from their senses since they were blown away by the momentum, but when they saw the tantrum talking to the second elder in a low voice, they didn't know what had just happened.

"I'm fine... It was just a misunderstanding just now... You guys go back first! I have something to say with Elder Qingjing..." Lu Youyou squeezed out a smile and said far-fetchedly.

"Okay... OK! Second Elder... let's leave first!" These disciples were supporting each other and were about to leave.

"Why? Do you can't see me? Or is it because the second elder supports me and look down on me?" Qingjing snorted coldly when she saw these disciples' eyes dodging.

"I dare not...I dare not...Elder Qingjing, we say goodbye..." These disciples shrank their necks, nodded and bowed.

"You are also calling Elder Qingjing?" Qingjing's face darkened and she pretended to be angry.

"Grandpa... Grandpa Qingjing... You let us go..."

"Elder Qingjing! Don't bully people too much..." If Qingjing spoke again, she might have to say something to take advantage of her. Lu Youyou's face darkened and she said coldly.

"Okay! Since you elders have spoken...get out now!" Qingjing waved his hand impatiently, and these disciples disappeared in a flash as if they were granted a general amnesty.

After a moment of silence, Qingjing finally spoke again—

"Don't look at the Second Elder, all the troubles are gone. It's time for our account to settle!"
Chapter completed!