Chen Jinrong is not afraid of Wu Jiudao going back on his word now, unless he wants to destroy his hard work with his own hands. However, after he is born in Qingling, he may have to wander around Kyushu in the future and live a miserable life of wandering.
Wu Jiudao said directly that he would not kill him, but he did not say that he would not report his affairs to his superiors.
In Jiuzhou Continent, even ten heads would not be enough to chop off the people who seek refuge in the restricted area of life.
At the closed door of the lecture hall, Zhang Xuan and Zhou Hao stood guard on both sides like door gods.
Except for Su Zhao, they would look coldly at anyone who came near, including Wang Yan.
"I'll guard it with you." Wang Yan glanced at the main hall worriedly, then walked to the red stone pillar not far away and leaned down.
Zhou Hao looked at her exquisite and graceful back with a somewhat jealous expression.
"Be serious." Henry Zhang kicked him.
Zhou Hao chatted and returned to his expression of "I'll kill anyone who comes close to me."
Su Zhao was bored waiting around. With the dean taking action, she believed that Jiang Ning would be fine. So after thinking about it, she walked to Wang Yan and asked casually: "Are you worried about him?"
Wang Yan's face turned red, and she covered it up in a panic: "Su Jiaoxi, you are joking, I just want to repay him a favor."
Su Zhao didn't take it seriously and said: "Is it a favor from Jingping Village? Fellow disciples should help each other, how can he ask for favors from a little girl like you? It's too much. When that brat wakes up, I will teach him a lesson for you.
Ichiban.”
"No!" Wang Yan panicked and hurriedly interrupted: "He wants to pay back... He saved me several times, and I still blamed him wrongly, and he never asked me to pay back, but...
.I took the initiative to return it to him."
A smile flashed across Su Zhao's eyes, and he looked Wang Yan up and down repeatedly until Wang Yan's face looked like it was on fire before he looked back and said: "It's good to repay a favor."
After saying that, she turned and left.
"Zhang Qingshan, an old fox, can betroth his niece Zhang Fuling to a brat. No matter what, I am considered half of the brat's mother. It's not too much to find him a wife..."
Wang Yan looked at Su Zhao's back inexplicably. She didn't know why the female instructor suddenly said this to her. What was even more terrifying was that she saw in Su Zhao's eyes the look of a mother-in-law looking at her daughter-in-law...
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. How can Mr. Su be related by blood to Jiang Ning, a gangster? It must be an illusion."
Wang Yan didn't think about Su Zhao's behavior just now after Jiang Ning was injured.
There was an undercurrent surging outside the main hall, and a scorching wave inside the main hall.
Wu Jiudao and Jiang Ning sat cross-legged opposite each other, surrounded by talismans written on yellow paper and cinnabar and red candles.
"The spirit-gathering talisman can gather all the surrounding spiritual energy here. It doesn't take long, but it is enough for you to break through. Next, our hospital will use the spiritual energy to guide the meridians in your body, help you cleanse your essence and marrow, and build the foundation of the Tao."
"Don't let this hospital down. Otherwise, even if you die, our hospital will hang your body on the mountain gate and expose it for three days as a mark of respect."
Wu Jiudao didn't care whether Jiang Ning heard it or not. After speaking, he put the talisman between his eyebrows, circulated the spiritual energy from the sword finger, entered through the heavenly spirit, and began to wash his essence and cut out his marrow.
"Heaven and earth transform into Qi, Yin combines with the Yang body, the upper Qi sinks, the form and Yuan intersect, the sound rises and falls, the true spirit makes a sound, the nine meridians are unified, and the Dantian is ready!"
As the mantra was chanted, the surrounding talismans automatically made a buzzing sound.
Waves of spiritual energy came from all around, looking like dragons as thin as fingers, floating around Jiang Ning. Wu Jiudao's other hand quickly changed his skills, guiding the spiritual energy to continuously penetrate into Jiang Ning's body along the seven orifices.
Black blood was still flowing out, and Jiang Ning's face became increasingly pale. No one was sure whether he could save the day this time.
At the gate of Qingling Mountain, a woman wearing a bright red wedding dress stood quietly.
Her facial features were covered by the waterfall of black hair, but it could still be seen that her gaze was directed to the mountainside. The little girl next to her was carved in pink and jade, with two twin ponytails, and she said playfully: "Mother, big
Will my brother die?"
The woman in red was cold and did not answer.
After a while, an ethereal and quiet sound came from all around.
"died...."
"good...."
"Less trouble..."
Sang Zhi: "..."
After a while, the little girl disappeared from the mountain gate with her mother, who did not know if she was her mother, with an annoyed and puzzled look in her eyes.
In the realm of consciousness, Jiang Ning was holding his little face with both hands, picking up stones on the ground from time to time and throwing them into the creek in front of him.
The water surface ripples, scattering the blue sky and green grass reflected in the picture.
"Why am I here? I remember I was fighting with Zhao Yuan." Jiang Ning rubbed his head, always feeling like he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember what he had forgotten.
Suddenly, a huge vortex appeared in the void above.
Jiang Ning raised his head sluggishly, with confusion in his eyes.
"What is this..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw an extremely huge, snow-white dragon emerge from the whirlpool.
The giant dragon bared its teeth and claws, ignoring the ants on the ground and swimming towards the distance.
Before Jiang Ning could be surprised by his situation and the origin of the white dragon, another identical snow-white dragon followed him in the vortex, and then the third, fourth, fifth...
More and more snow-white giant dragons appeared in the sky, heading in all directions.
"Did I stab the dragon's nest?" Jiang Ning swallowed.
There was a hint of fear of the unknown in the confusion.
At this moment, a voice came from the vortex: "If we haven't built the foundation yet, wait until when!"
"Building...building a foundation?" Jiang Ning was stunned for a moment, then he quickly came to his senses.
Above Fengchu Realm, isn’t it the Foundation Establishment Realm?
A long-lost scene came through, and in my memory, there seemed to be a young man whose face he couldn't see clearly, holding dead grass in his mouth and saying something to himself.
"When you build the foundation, you will naturally know what the supreme foundation is!"
Jiang Ning's world was like a smashed mirror, and memories surged into his mind, passing by like a fleeting horse, until they stopped at the scene where he fell.
"Am I dead again?" He couldn't help but smile bitterly, looking at the surrounding environment and sighing: "The place where I died this time is quite good, with green mountains and green waters, unlike the last time where it was pitch black and there was nothing."
“If we haven’t built the foundation yet, then when will we wait!”
The vigorous and powerful voice sounded again, with a harsh and urging tone.
Jiang Ning rolled his eyes and responded: "Everyone is dead, how can you build such a thing!"
In the lecture hall, Wu Jiudao frowned.
"There is no response. Could it be that it has been too long and I have lost consciousness? It shouldn't be."
There is no cure for septicemia, but it is not a death-killing ghost. The person who receives the injection will only become confused and fall into a state of suspended animation for a short period of time. This is why Jiang Ning's consciousness is so prosperous.
Seeing that Jiang Ning still didn't respond, Wu Jiudao's eyes flashed with a stern look, and he took out a thumb-sized jade bottle from his arms.
"It's an advantage for you." After saying that, he crushed the bottle, and the golden viscous liquid inside dripped down between Jiang Ning's eyebrows.