Yan Asi was originally going to carry a bag down the mountain? I was happy in my heart, so I followed Shang Wanqiu to meet him, helped him carry the big bag, and chased towards the main force together.
Even though Yan Asi had lost the ability to cultivate, his body was quite strong. On the way, he checked the veins and aura in his body. It was found that most of the meridians in his hands were broken, making it impossible to activate the spell smoothly.
, repairing the meridians of the hand is not a big problem, I just use Gu insects to connect him.
However, the loss of language has become the fatal problem of not being able to cast spells, and being unable to recite spells. It is common sense that I cannot use spells, but my mute grandma taught me to use my fingers to cast spells. This can be used, and then I will have it.
The spell once again circulates the various meridians of the body. As the cultivation becomes more advanced, others can repair broken arms. It is still no problem to repair the sword wound in the throat.
This is the difference between the upper world and the lower world. Of course, the repair for Yan Asi must be carried out on the road, because after all, the meridians are injured, so the walking is definitely not as good as those of us monks who can fly. After repair, there will be no problem of rest.
Yes, we can go even faster.
I took out the elixirs and poisonous insects, and after one night, I connected Yan Asi's meridians.
Although he was still sad about the death of the princess, his originally dull eyes lit up, and he could clearly see the change in the immortal energy on his body.
I started to study the ancient gestures again. The changes of this gesture are the most complicated, and it took me a long time to do it. The repair spell written by Yan Asi could not be understood in Zen, and every time I used it, it ended in failure.
Three days was neither long nor short. We stopped and went, but we were unable to catch up with the independent troops. We could only continue to chase along the route of the army.
"We can't keep going like this. We definitely don't have enough time. Give me the map." I stopped in the woods and brought the map to Shang Wanqiu.
Yan Asi babblingly apologized, and I waved my hand to comfort him. Then he took out a pen and drew a straight line between one and the troops: "We can go through this, chasing after it can save a lot of time."
, should be able to join the troops after tonight." I said to Shang Wanqiu.
"Yeah, that's fine, but that location is a swamp, which sounds more dangerous." Shang Wanqiu pointed to a black location and said.
"No problem, I'll be fine by then, and maybe I can convert the recovery spell tonight." I said.
The three of us turned back and headed south. On the way, I finally pieced together a spell and cast it on Yan Asi. As expected, the sword wounds on my body began to recover, but the sword wound on my throat took too long to recover.
There were still difficulties, but in the end he directly used the sword to cut off a large piece of tissue, and was forced to recover while half dead.
Because my speech ability has not been used for too long, there will always be a process before I can pronounce the words clearly, but it is still much better than being unable to speak.
By the time we were about to cross the swamp, Yan Asi had already recovered his physical skills, and his strength was gradually being rebuilt. Of course, restoring his heyday would not happen all at once.
"Okay, there is a swamp ahead. Let's just fly all the way there and try to go as high as possible." I took the lead and flew in the air, while Shang Wanqiu followed.
"Young Master Yitian, it's all thanks to you this time, otherwise I might have been like this for the rest of my life. Oh, what a pity for this kid Qinglian... From now on, I'll be in charge of you. If you ask me to go east, I'll go east."
East, go west, just go west. I will fight to the death to help you get to Guanwai County until we reach Qinghe County and find the governor... If he asks me to die to apologize, I will die to apologize.
Well, when the time comes, you won’t blame me, will you?” As we were flying, Yan Asi finally said something that was clearly spelled out.
"Old Yan... you are serious. All the people in the world are in the midst of fire and water. I just want a change. My strength is limited and I cannot go against the general trend of the world by myself, but a group of people can. So I came to Qinghe County
, you are free to act as you like, I won’t interfere too much, but to the point of death... these things should be discussed in the long run." I said quickly.
Ah Si is the Qinghe Sword Immortal. I have seen his sword skills before. They are simple and easy to master. Each sword strike is often unexpected and he takes the initiative. Being able to get his help is like a tiger spreading its wings. It is so fierce.
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"Qinglian is a pitiful child. I hope she can find a good family and be reincarnated... She has never enjoyed a good life after following me. I feel so ashamed of my master..." Yan Asi burst into tears, feeling sorry for himself in his heart.
The resentment can be imagined.
"Lao Yan, the past cannot be adapted. Please look away. The road still has to go on." I could only persuade again, but the actual effect was not very great. The swamp is indeed extremely dangerous, even if flying in the air.
There were also many strange birds that came to attack people, but fortunately they were all weak spirits. With Yan Asi personally attacking, they were surprisingly relaxed.
I saw that this swordsmanship was simple and practical, and immediately said: "Lao Yan, my second master Mo Changgong was also a man with outstanding swordsmanship. Unfortunately, he passed away not long after he taught me swordsmanship. Now my swordsmanship is not up to par. I really want to
How about asking for guidance from a famous teacher, how about Mr. Yan becoming my master? I want to learn swordsmanship from you."
Yan Asi was stunned for a moment and said quickly: "Young master, this can't be done. I'm just chopping bamboo. It's okay to teach the people below, but I'm asking too much to teach you. Your magic skills are amazing, and your sword skills are not good at all."
It’s not bad, since I am your bodyguard, we can just discuss and learn from each other in our free time, but I don’t dare to be a master!”
"Since you are teaching swordsmanship, of course you have to learn the skills from a master. There is no need for Mr. Yan to refuse." I said hurriedly.
"This... still doesn't work. Apart from moves and mental techniques, I have nothing to teach you..." Yan Asi immediately rejected me, but seeing my disappointment, he said: "Although I am a woodcutter, I am not a master of mystical skills."
Many sword skills were taught and taught by an unknown white-haired mysterious man. He can also be regarded as my master. Although I don’t know his name, I will teach you the sword skills for him, how about teaching you sword skills?"
"Accepting a disciple as a master?" I asked in surprise, thinking that this was a coincidence, but it was not bad. When the time came, I could beg him not to die in Qinghe County.
"It can be like this." Yan Asi said.
"Senior Brother Yan!" I shouted immediately.
Yan Asi didn't react for a moment. He was stunned for a while, his eyes overflowed with tears, and he wiped away his tears. It seemed that Senior Brother Yan was still a very emotional person, but otherwise, the county guard wouldn't be so trusting.
He did.
After a while, Senior Brother Yan began to teach simple swordsmanship and mental movements. Shang Wanqiu was still trying to avoid suspicion, but soon she understood Yan Asi and became a master.
Yan Asi's junior sister became my junior sister, and she started practicing swordsmanship with us.
Just like that, I have a hundred-year-old junior sister Shang. Now I have set a trap for myself, and I can't even avoid her.
Shang Wanqiu was very happy with his current situation. After sweeping away the haze of that night at Wujing Mountain, he chatted happily with me: "Senior Brother Xia!"
"Well, Junior Sister Shang, what's wrong?" I took a deep breath and looked at this beautiful Junior Sister in white clothes with flowing white hair, and my resistance fell to the bottom in an instant.
"It's okay, I just screamed. It feels so amazing." Shang Wanqiu covered his mouth and smiled, his long eyelashes trembled, leaving me stunned.
"This is the first time!" But after all, we had to hurry, so I coughed lightly and said: "Let's set off as soon as possible. Let's catch up with the large army quickly to avoid anything happening. By then it will be too late to regret it.
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"That's right, I've been wasting a lot of time these days, so let's leave early," Senior Brother Yan immediately speeded up and crossed the vast swamp.
On the morning of the next day, we finally found the latest road sign code and quickly caught up with the large group.
We were already very close to the city at this time, and we planned to join the 15,000 picket troops in the south, so we were later on the road than when we came.
"Senior brother, that's not right, they look like enemies." Shang Wanqiu looked at the team in front and his face changed slightly.
"No way?" I didn't dare to send out the sensor. After all, there were many people and the strength was mixed, and it was very likely that others would find out. So I took Senior Brother Yan and Shang Wanqiu to the side to hide, and then continued to the front to check the leading generals.
This team did not have a distinctive flag, but they were wearing the armor of the county guard army, which made our nerves tense. Could it be that all our troops were eaten before? Are the enemies chasing us all the way? Weichang
Cooperate with blood.
Chapter completed!