"Why didn't that slap just have any effect on him!"
The monk and the woman arrived in the woods outside the Imperial City in an instant. Although this area is between Xiyun Palace and the Imperial City, it is generally not visited by anyone.
The monk looked at the woman and smiled and said: "What state are you in and what state is that boy in? How can they be compared? Your palm will not cause much damage at all. At most, I will cough after being hit by your palm."
The woman thought he was laughing at her, so she turned and looked out of the woods with a look of disdain.
"I don't know when I will arrive. There is about to be a sect competition. If I can't successfully infiltrate, I'm afraid there won't be a better chance."
The woman folded her hands on her chest and muttered.
The monk sat on the floor, crossed his legs in front of his abdomen, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and spat out a mouthful of black blood.
The woman was startled: "You?"
The monk's expression was a little painful: "This kid's level is that of a Qi King. I didn't expect his skills to be so profound, especially his boxing skills..."
As he spoke, black blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and the woman had just been curious as to why that boy's boxing skills were so powerful.
"Then what kind of boxing is he?"
The monk practiced Qigong to heal his injuries for a while, and finally suppressed the pain in his body.
"Tiger Shaped Dragon Intention Fist! This is Xuantian Sect's unique skill. I didn't expect him to use it so domineeringly. If I had continued to fight him just now, I'm afraid we still don't know who will die in the end."
When the woman heard the monk mention the name of this boxing technique, her head suddenly became dizzy. She almost stopped and held on to the big tree next to her.
My eyes were filled with turbidity.
The monk looked at her expression and then laughed: "What? Are you scared?"
The woman didn't say much. Scattered fragments kept flashing in her mind, but the contents of the fragments could not be seen clearly. They were all blurry.
"What's wrong with me?"
The monk saw something was wrong with her and stood up quickly: "Hey! Hey!"
He kept shaking the woman, but the woman just felt like the world was spinning and she couldn't stand steady at all, so she stumbled and fell down.
The monk helped the woman to a big tree and let her rest for a while.
"I really don't know why you asked me to take you with you before you sit down. It's such a burden."
The monk said to himself, slowly moving his eyes to the woman's shoulders and cheeks, and suddenly said with a crooked smile: "This beauty is quite outstanding, you might as well let me enjoy it first!"
So he slowly came to the woman's side and wanted to untie her clothes, but suddenly three flying blades flew from outside the woods and flew straight towards the monk.
The monk's ears twitched and he felt something was wrong. He turned sideways and inserted three flying blades into the tree trunk next to him.
"This is?"
He hurriedly leaned forward to the right, turned his head and saw a man wearing armor and a golden mask slowly walking towards him.
"I'm here to see you, sir!"
It turned out to be Lin Zui from Haotian Pavilion. He walked to the monk's side, and a hurricane struck the monk's right cheek. The monk who fell down was severely palmed by Lin Zui. There were still bruises on his face and the corners of his mouth.
Some of the black blood gushed out again.
The monk collapsed on the ground, looking at the person sitting in front of him with extremely fearful eyes, not daring to breathe loudly.
"I asked you to do something, but you actually teased your fellow disciples. If Ancestor Haotian hadn't been in desperate need of people right now, you would have died long ago!"
Sitting there, he carefully looked at the woman leaning against the tree and saw that she was not hurt. He turned around and squatted down to look at the monk head-on and continued: "Now the master of the academy has sent Zhou Tian and Su Xinghe to patrol and guard the imperial city.
, if you continue to fail to complete the task I assigned you, don’t blame me for being rude!"
The monk was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Sir, I'm here to tell you that I'm wrong, I know you're wrong!"
"But...but, I have already fought against the two of them just now. I am no match for Zhou Tian. If I go again, I'm afraid I still won't be able to complete it!"
The monk huddled up in fear, not daring to look directly into the eyes where he was sitting.
"Looking at how hopeless you are, a young man of no more than twenty years old actually makes you so scared. No wonder Ancestor Haotian has suffered setbacks many times, just because of you wastes!"
The tone of his words as he sat down became more and more serious, which made the monk feel more and more frightened.
"Ancestor Haotian must get the soul-eating energy in Zhou Tian's body. No matter what method you use, you must bring Zhou Tian to me. It is not convenient for me to show up. Do you think I will send you if it is convenient for you? Finally
One chance, if you can’t finish it, don’t come back again!”
The monk knew that what Lin Zui said was already an ultimatum. If he didn't complete it, he might be dead soon, so he braced himself and replied tremblingly: "Young man, I will try my best, and I will not let Lin Zui down this time!"
Lin Si stood up slowly and took out a petal of an unknown flower from his pocket.
"Eating this petal can increase some skill, but it cannot last for too long. It can last up to ten hours. Once ten hours have passed, you can be saved only if you keep Zhou Tian in front of me!"
"But if you want to run away, or fail to meet my requirements in the end, you will die! It's up to you!"
After that, he turned around and turned into a flock of crows and disappeared.
The monk looked at the petals in his hand and swallowed them with his eyes closed, because he knew that even if he didn't eat the petals, he probably wouldn't live too long.
After swallowing the petals, within half an hour, the monk's eyes had turned blood red, and there was an inexhaustible power all over his body.
He casually swept the wooden stick away, and almost saw a cliff-like trace on the ground.
The monk looked at the wooden stick in his hand and said with a smile: "Hahahahaha, I didn't expect the power of these petals to be so great, Zhou Tian! Today is the day you die!"
Then he confidently picked up the woman next to the big tree and walked out of the woods.
At this time, Zhou Tian and Su Xinghe, who were in the imperial city, came to a medical clinic. The soldier looked at him intently and said nothing the whole way.
Su Xinghe placed Zhou Tianping on the bed in the hospital, and then said to the soldier: "Thank you very much. May I ask what your brother's name is? We can explain it to you when we get back."
But no matter what Su Xinghe said, the soldier just kept silent. Finally, the soldier opened his mouth. It turned out that half of his tongue had been cut off. I'm afraid he would never be able to speak again in this life.
After seeing this, Su Xinghe bowed and nodded, and wanted to give the soldier some money, but the soldier waved his hand and said he would not take it, and left the medical center in a hurry.
"Doctor, how is he?"
Su Xinghe asked the doctor anxiously.
The doctor carefully checked Zhou Tian's pulse, and then said to Su Xinghe seriously: "It shouldn't be a big problem, just pay more attention to rest. In addition, there is an unknown gas in his body, let him take good care of it."
Take advantage, otherwise if this happens again next time, no one will be able to do anything about it."
When Su Xinghe heard what the doctor said, he didn't know whether he should be happy or sad. He looked into Zhou Tian's eyes, shook his head, sighed and said: "Thirteen, I didn't expect you to be so strong. I hope your health will be better in the future."
It will continue to get better, so that we can better inherit Master's skills."
The way Su Xinghe talked to himself made Zhou Tian, who was lying on the bed, want to cry and laugh at the same time.
"You should rest more. This is the doctor's hospital just now. He has agreed for us to stay here temporarily. Anyway, the streets in the imperial city have been uneasy recently."
What Su Xinghe said made Zhou Tian very puzzled. He hurriedly lifted the quilt and stood up, which shocked Su Xinghe.
"You, why did you stand up? You didn't hear what the doctor said, asking you to pay more attention to rest." Su Xinghe lectured Zhou Tian like a child, making Zhou Tian feel very uncomfortable.
"I stood up because I wanted to pass Master's test. It doesn't matter to you. I want to work in the academy for the rest of my life. But I am different. I must successfully complete the task and then participate in the annual formal competition."
Zhou Tian was decisive and showed no hesitation, which made Su Xinghe muster up the courage. However, Zhou Tian's body could no longer bear it. If he went to patrol and protect him immediately, it would definitely not work.
"Thirteen, of course Master's mission must be completed, but your body does not allow it. In my opinion, there are still two days before the competition. You rest until tomorrow afternoon. If nothing happens, we can go back!"
After hearing this, Zhou Tian still felt that there was some truth, so he lay back down again and said to himself: "To participate in the competition between sects this time, not only to see how strong I am, but also to see how strong I am.
Seeing my Youyou makes me feel wonderful every time I think of it.”
After Zhou Tian finished speaking, the hospital suddenly became silent.
"Lao Su! Why didn't you talk anymore and fell asleep?"
So he looked sideways, and what surprised him was that the monk actually came back and took Su Xinghe hostage. Logically speaking, the disciples of the academy can easily break free from the hostage of others, but this monk's
Technique, but he had no choice.
Zhou Tian suddenly stood up, feeling a sudden pain in his chest.
"You! You let him go!"
The monk strangled Su Xinghe's neck with his left arm, and pressed the fingers of his right hand against Su Xinghe's throat. With just a little force, Su Xinghe's throat would be broken by the monk, and the consequences would be disastrous.
Zhou Tian slowly shook his hands: "What on earth do you want to do? Let's just say it straight, since when did the people in Haotian Pavilion resort to taking hostages to negotiate things?"
The monk knew that he was mocking himself, but what could he do? Even though he ate the petals given by Lingzuo, they were of no use to Zhou Tian, and he knew this well.
"You must know what Patriarch Haotian wants. If you hand it over, everyone will be better off!"
When Zhou Tian heard what Patriarch Haotian wanted, he remembered the warnings from Mr. Su and Master, and curled his lips and said casually: "Don't you Haotian Pavilion just want the soul-eating energy in my body? Just come and get it!"
"
Zhou Tian opened his arms and looked at the monk in front of him calmly.
"Thirteen, no! Don't do this. If the soul-eating energy in your body is drained, you will die too!"
Su Xinghe looked at Zhou Tian unwillingly, regretting why he was so incompetent!
"Shut up!"
The monk pointed a finger casually, and a blood hole suddenly appeared on Su Xinghe's shoulder, and blood gushed out instantly.
"You people in the academy know nothing. The soul-eating energy in his body does not belong to him. If it is taken out, he will die, but nothing will happen!"
"You can definitely join Haotian Pavilion. Haotian Pavilion has the ability to bring the dead back to life. It's not like you don't know it!"