Part Three, Chapter Five, the Depressed Eagle Supreme
Dugu Zongheng squinted his eyes with great contempt: "Look at this old guy, my grandson is so nervous after being injured. He has no demeanor as a general. I really despise him. My official position is lower than that of such a common man. The world is the same."
sad!!"
Dugu Wudi grinned widely and cooperated with his old man, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice: "That's right, I despise him so much that the whole world is saddened by it."
All the ministers shook their heads at the same time, with infinite contempt: As for you Dugu family, even if you are missing a piece of oily skin, you will still be called Potian. Fortunately, you are still here to despise Jun Zhantian. You are truly shameless! But Mr. Dugu’s words seem to be what he said.
It looks similar, I guess some dog-headed master helped me decide...
Well? Have you been thinking about it for a long time? This is shocking news! Is it possible that the military is at odds? Thinking of this, all the old foxes murmured in their hearts.
Seeing his son cooperating with him in this way, Mr. Dugu Zongheng was overjoyed and felt comforted by his old feelings. He tugged on his beard and said, "My family is better. There are more than ten guys coming out from one person, and they are all very powerful, unlike the Jun family.
Just a hair."
Dugu Wudi immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "That's right."
Everyone was in a state of revulsion: After just one sentence, the bottom line was leaked again. One guy came out with more than ten people? Do you think your wife is a sow? She is really vulgar! Besides, your three sons together have nearly twenty wives.
, you only have a dozen or so grandchildren and you have the nerve to brag about it!
Ignoring the pair of father and son who were boasting and boasting, they all shook their heads and walked out, going home.
Just think of what happened in the past two days as a farce that seems to be quite exciting. If I had known it was like this, ugh.
Not long after, the guards at the palace gate saw Mr. Jun proudly leading an old man with white hair and beard, carrying a medicine box, out of the palace gate. Jun Zhantian rode a horse by himself, and there was actually a sedan!
It seems that before the old man entered the palace, he even prepared the sedan chair for the imperial doctor...
It’s really... exhaustive and thoughtful!
What is an expert? This is an expert!
Young Master Jun Moxie was lying on the bed, trying his best to look like he was terminally ill, but in fact he was already screaming in his heart.
Little Loli Ke'er served her carefully, spooning spoonfuls of rock sugar bird's nest porridge, ginseng and lotus seed soup, eight-treasure hibiscus soup,...all in all, they were edible tonics, and she ate them thoroughly.
, the only thing that made him unhappy was that the old man had also recovered a lot of level 6 mysterious beast blood, which was said to be a rare tonic. However, Jun Moxie would hold his nose and drink it down every time, or pour it on him when he had time.
In the bucket next to the bed...
It tastes so bad! Brother, I’m not a savage, why should I drink raw blood? It’s so unhygienic, why don’t you worry about having a stomachache?!
Of course, this is not the only thing that makes him happy. The key is that after this injury, Jun Moxie discovered that the Hongjun Tower in his mind has been rotating at a high speed, and the white mist of spiritual energy coming out of it has become more intense, over and over again.
The meridians in his body were flushed, especially the injured areas, which became the focus of care. In less than a day and a night, the sword wounds in his body had healed seven or eighty-eight percent.
After coughing a few times and coughing up a few thick black blood clots, the heaviness in the chest has been relieved a lot; the sword wound on the thigh looks very, very, very serious. After all, it is almost transparent, but under the continuous flow of spiritual energy
Under the nourishment, he could no longer feel the pain; only the numbness and itching all over his body made Jun Moxie feel a little uncomfortable, but he was also a little comfortable. As the saying goes, he felt happy at the same time...
Not only that, because of this injury, the spiritual energy in Hongjun Tower continued to output, and it seemed that it would not stop until the scars on Jun Moxie's body fell off. Of course, Jun Moxie was not willing to let go of the great benefits of cultivation.
At the right time, he simply activated the Kaitian Creation Technique in an all-round way, guiding the spiritual energy that was as solid as flowing through the meridians. With this movement, he immediately discovered the difference. The spiritual energy collided in the meridians as if it were condensed into substance.
After being hit by the blockage of the meridians caused by the injury a few times, I suddenly became enlightened. I felt the airflow in the meridians expand and thicken a little bit at a speed almost visible to the naked eye...
If in the past, when encountering this situation, Hongjun Tower would have stopped the output, but this time it had no intention of stopping at all. Of course Jun Moxie was happy with this, and simply gave up on healing the sword wound, ***
**Guide the spiritual energy, strengthen the air flow, and make a fortune silently.
Jun Moxie suddenly felt that his behavior was similar to fraud... People kindly helped you treat your injuries, but you used this opportunity to improve yourself, just like a profiteer taking advantage of people's kindness to make huge profits...
but--
I'd rather do this kind of fraud more times! I'm addicted to fraud! If you don't lie, you won't lie! Jun Moxie shouted in his heart, and he accelerated the "fraud" even more...
Otherwise, what if the injury is healed and the spiritual energy falls back to its original state? Now that I have become accustomed to such high-quality spiritual energy delivery, once I return to my original shape and cry, can I kill two more swords on my own in exchange for this?
The cultivation atmosphere?!
It's a pity that the spiritual energy output will still heal more or less various trauma parts. No matter how slow it is, it is always in the process of healing. When he felt the sword wound on his thigh also felt itchy, Hongjun
The spiritual energy in the tower finally slowed down its transport speed. After maintaining it for a while, the speed finally slowly stopped, and the sea of consciousness returned to silence...
Jun Moxie was shocked and finally woke up. He sighed in his heart. It seems that I haven't enjoyed it enough. This kind of rapid progress in cultivation is really fascinating. Under Luck's inner vision, there was a transparent line in the meridians.
The air flow slowly flows, and compared with before the injury, it doubled in this short night! If measured according to the standard of profound energy in this world, it is at least about the eighth level of profound energy.
And it’s very pure!
In this world where all the ants below the ninth rank are ants, and in the forest of strong men where silver, black, and gold have just started, even the very pure eighth rank profound energy is not worth mentioning; but don’t think that Jun Moxie’s speed is very slow.
Well, you know, it only took him a month and a half after he came to this world, and in this mere month and a half, he improved from his original third-grade profound energy to the eighth-grade in one fell swoop! This kind of cultivation speed, even for the Supreme
Those old immortals from Shenxuan would be shocked to see it!
If there was something like an anatomy institute in this world, once they discovered Jun Moxie's practice speed, it would be really scary if he didn't get caught and cut into pieces to study it! Jun Moxie breathed a sigh of relief,
Suddenly I felt that the injury I suffered this time was really... his grandma was worth it! He even wondered whether he would kill himself with two swords every now and then!
A guard came in and reported: "Master, Mr. Tang has come to visit you."
Jun Moxie snorted, then remembered something, and stuffed a cloth bag beside the pillow into the bed as if nothing had happened, and then said in a weak voice: "Go and invite Master Tang in."
Following a dull sound of footsteps, Fatty Tang panted and walked into Jun Moxie's room with great difficulty. The huge bedroom seemed to have suddenly become narrower. "Third Young Master, you scared me to death.
." Tang Yuan looked shocked: "I heard that you went to see the late emperor and cried for half the night. You said that if our brothers were really separated forever, how would you let me live?"
Jun Moxie looked at the fat man feebly, and really wanted to jump up and kick him out! But now he had to pretend to be seriously injured, so he had to spare him for a while. But his eyes were already naked and wanting to eat people...