Ji Qingsha said: "The Taoist techniques of our Heluo School still have a certain effect on ordinary head-repressing techniques. At that time, Fan Ying was still not good at learning skills. If the Yizi took action personally, I would definitely have no choice."
Xiao Fan nodded slightly.
Basically, he knew why this relationship was formed between Ji Qingsha and Fan Le. I don’t know if Fan Le and Ji Qingsha had a first understanding, Fan Ying fell behind, or Fan Lezhong fell behind, or if Fan Lezhong fell behind.
It happened to be rescued by Ji Qingsha. But this is not the point, and Xiao Fan is not so gossipy and wants to dig into the bottom line.
"I am ashamed that I am not good at studying art, so I couldn't completely remove the head of the head. Over the years, the head of the head has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and no matter what I think of, it will be of little use. Fortunately, this head of the head is limited in scope,
As long as you leave Luojia City and the person who leaves Luojiang Head far away, you will not have a major attack."
Ji Qingsha added a few more explanations.
The so-called "major attack" does not mean that it does not occur. It is probably necessary for Ji Qingsha to constantly remove it to prevent the situation from worsening further.
Fan Le always follows Ji Qingsha, which should be the most critical reason, at least one of the reasons. It is like Yuan Qianqian must follow Xiao Fan for a long time. Fortunately, after Xiao Fan's careful treatment, Yuan
Most of the Yin Evil Qi in Qianqian's body has been removed, and the internal injuries left by fighting with Chi Bin have basically healed. In a few months, the task should be completed.
I just don’t know how long it will take for Fan Lezhong to completely remove the head, or it will be difficult to completely remove it for the rest of my life.
"What kind of head-reducing technique is in it?"
"A type of blood descending is somewhat similar to the poison of Gu."
Xiao Fan thought for a while and said, "Mr. Fan, I'll take your pulse."
Ji Qingsha said in a little surprised: "Yi Shao, is Chinese medicine effective in witchcraft?"
Xiao Fan smiled and said, "Everything is understood. No matter what kind of magic it is, it will always be applied to the human body before it can take effect. Whether it is good or bad, it is the same."
Fan Le immediately stepped forward and stretched out his right arm to Xiao Fan.
At the Yangxi Hotel in Qinguan Province, Xiao Fan healed Yuan Qianqian's injuries and removed the evil spirits. Fan Le could see it with his own eyes. He was still somewhat trustworthy of Xiao Fan's medical skills. At least Xiao Yishao is not the kind of Mongolian doctor who pretends to be a ghost.
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Xiao Fan stretched out his right hand and put his two fingers on Fan Le's vein wrist. After a while, his eyebrows slightly frowned.
Fan Le's pulse is very strange. With Xiao Fan's rich experience, he rarely took such pulses.
"Mr. Fan, please change your left hand."
Almost a cup of tea passed, Xiao Fan said in a deep voice.
Fan Le didn't say a word and stretched out his left arm.
After a long time, Xiao Fan asked, "Mr. Fan, is this 'innate mysterious skill' of the Longmen Sect completely irresistible?"
In Fan Le's pulse, Xiao Fan noticed a very clear sign of the operation of the "Innate Mysterious Technique". As Ji Qingsha said, Fan Le was the descendant of the authentic Longmen Sect.
"If I could not resist at all, I would not be able to stay at the residence of Lighthawk."
Xiao Fan nodded slightly, as he expected.
"Mr. Fan, I need to borrow a drop of blood from your body."
Xiao Fan said, and a cold light flashed in his hand, and a sharp willow leaf flying knife emerged.
Fan Le quickly withdrew his left hand like a conditioned reflex. He looked at Ji Qingsha with a look of doubt on his face.
Ji Qingsha hurriedly said, "Young Master, we can't believe you. In fact, this blood-descending technique is extremely strange. A drop of blood is enough to spread. If you can't control it, it will be very troublesome..."
Xiao Fan smiled slightly and said, "No matter how strange the blood descending technique is, a drop of blood is not a big deal."
A faint sense of pride was revealed in the soft tone.
Although Nanyang’s head-slaying technique is mysterious, is it that the head of Wuji Sect’s real person who is vegetarian? In the eyes of Nanyang’s head-slaying masters, I am afraid that the magic of Wuji Sect’s magic is even more important than the head-slaying technique.
Ji Qingsha looked at Fan Le again, then nodded slightly, and said, "Since you are a little sure, we have no objection."
The words were filled with hope.
Fan Le and Ji Qingsha were alumni back then and studied at the same Chinese university. Both of them studied martial arts and were very skilled, so they naturally became friends. After Fan Le was defeated by blood, he found Ji Qingsha in time and Ji Qingsha casted spell control.
He occupied the blood poison in Fan Le's body. At that time, Ji Qingsha had not yet achieved the practice of Heluo Sect's magic, so he could only suppress the blood poison and could not be eliminated. Then Fan Le immediately left Luojia City, and Ji Qingsha continued to do the trick.
He suppressed his blood and descended, but he was unable to completely remove the blood poison from his body.
Now many years have passed, Ji Qingsha has obtained the classics left by the senior master of the Heluo Sect from Ye Guyu, and her cultivation has improved greatly. Unfortunately, Fan Lezhong's blood descending technique has penetrated into the internal organs and is entangled with his eight extraordinary meridians.
After getting together, Ji Qingsha tried every possible way, but she was helpless.
The leader of Wuji Sect’s magic and magic, Xiao Fan, has a profound cultivation level, and it is unknown whether there is a way to completely cure blood poison for Fan Le.
With Ji Qingsha's understanding of Xiao Fan, she was not sure about Xiao Fan, so Xiao Fan would not say such words.
The willow blade gently pierced Fan Le's finger and quickly took it back.
Fan Le immediately pinched his middle finger tightly, his expression nervous, as if facing a great enemy, as if he was afraid that the blood poison would spread immediately.
Xiao Fan took out Chu Hong's "Qiankun Cauldron" and placed it on the glass coffee table in front of him, without avoiding the taboo of Ji Qingsha and Fan Le. The leaders of Wuji Sect have been so grand and magnificent, unlike the rivers and lakes where some of them are treasured.
The sect was hiding and stingy, as if afraid that others would learn the unique skills in the sect.
Can someone easily steal a skill called a skill?
Ji Qingsha and Fan Le stood up at the same time, with a solemn face. Especially Ji Qingsha, he stared at the Chu Hong's little tripod intently, with a look of surprise and touching on his face.
I have long heard that the "Qiankun Ding" is the leader of the three treasures of Wujimen Town. No matter who thinks, this kind of first-class treasure must be kept properly and will never be shown to others at will, let alone to show it to fellow disciples.
Medium-sized people see.
Xiao Fan is not just generous, but really treats her as a good friend.
With the internal force urged, a drop of blood bead emerged from the willow blade. It had not yet condensed completely. A special fishy smell spread out. The color of the blood bead was different from that of ordinary people. The dark red blood bead surface flashed faintly.
It was a hint of green, and it was not moving on the surface of the blood beads, flickering, like a living thing, as if it would escape from the blood beads at any time.
Xiao Fan let out a cold "hum".
It was strange that the extremely lively green color suddenly seemed to have suffered some extremely heavy blow, and suddenly became extremely dull, quietly attached to the surface of the blood beads, and it stopped moving.
Ji Qingsha and Fan Le couldn't help but look at each other, and both read the shock and even horror from each other's eyes.
They are not unfamiliar with this green color. It is the "blood drop" of Fan Yingxia on Fan Le, which is extremely strange and evil. Ji Qingsha once tried to extract a trace and carefully studied it, but he knew that the blood poison would be separated.
Fan Le's body was "striking his teeth and claws". If he wanted to be unfavorable to Ji Qingsha, Ji Qingsha had nullified the power of the ox and tigers, and finally suppressed the blood poison. From then on, he would never dare to easily
try.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Fan just snorted and did not see him perform any other moves. This "blood descending technique" was suppressed so that he could not move at all.
The profound magic is really amazing and admirable.
The blood bead dripped into the "Qiankun Cauldron". Before Xiao Fan could start casting a spell, a faint fragrance of medicine floated, completely suppressing the special fishy smell on the blood beads and could never be smelled again.
Xiao Fan pinched the trick with his left hand, muttering something in his mouth, and pointed his right hand like a halberd, and pointed forward, a pure magic power was injected into the "Qiankun Cauldron", and the originally faint fragrance of medicine suddenly became extremely rich, Ji Qingsha and Fan
After hearing the joy, I feel great.
Xiao Fan flicked his fingers gently, his five fingers were like wheels, and magic power was poured into the cauldron continuously. The chaos pattern on the cauldron's body gradually flowed, and a blood-red chaos map about the size of a foot condensed above the mouth of the "Qiankun Cauldron"
, slowly rotate around the mouth of the tripod.
Fan Le is fine, Ji Qingsha's expression has become focused and nervous. She stared at the "Qiankun Ding" without blinking, and her slender hands even pinched into small fists because she used too much force.
, the knuckles turned blue and white.
Suddenly, the small body of the "Qiankun Cauldron" shook slightly, and a scream came from the cauldron, both shrill and angry, which made people feel cold in their hearts, and then a miserable green face rushed from the mouth of the cauldron.
The face was only two inches in size, full of panic, and seemed to be extremely frightened. He hurriedly ran out, and in a flash, he hit the blood-red wonton pattern above the mouth of the cauldron.
The face immediately screamed again, and then he twisted and struggled desperately, trying his best to break free from the chaotic pattern.
Unfortunately, everything is just in vain.
The "Qiankun Cauldron" is a supreme artifact that has been passed down for thousands of years in Wuji Sect. Although it has far from exerted all its power at this moment, it is not something that this mere face can fight against.
Xiao Fan did not rush to eliminate this ghost face, but controlled the "Qiankun Cauldron", firmly bound the ghost face, and allowed it to rush left and right in the chaos pattern. Only in this way can the observation be more detailed.
The face was just attached to a drop of blood, and its ability was extremely limited. In just a moment, it stopped twisting and stood there blankly, motionless, as if exhausted and unable to struggle anymore.
Xiao Fan nodded slightly.
"disease!"
With a light shout, and a finger was like a halberd, another magic power penetrated into the "Qiankun Cauldron".
The blood-red chaotic pattern on the mouth of the tripod suddenly shone brightly, and the grimace whineeded, and instantly disappeared into the chaos pattern and disappeared without a trace.