In Ziyang Peak, in Qin Changan's Zhu House, Deng Dian and Zhao Ziling looked at the unconscious Qin Changan in front of them with solemn expressions.
"The degree of rupture of the meridians in his body has reached 60%, and the remaining meridians are also full of scars and extremely fragile."
"What on earth did he go through?"
Looking at Qin Changan lying unconscious on the bed, Deng Dian's eyes were full of surprise.
Qin Changan's injuries were more serious than they looked. If the injuries in this guy's body were placed on anyone else, he would have been disabled long ago.
"Elder brother, save him?"
Zhao Ziling stood by the bed, looking at the pale Qin Changan, and then at Deng Dian next to him.
He spoke carefully.
His injury is not serious. If he doesn't seize the time to treat it, the root cause of his illness will be disastrous.
"Ordinary elixirs are useless to him. The meridians in his body are too seriously injured. If you want to save him, the only way to save him is to use the fifth-grade elixir, Taichu Bodhi Pill."
"I don't have any elixirs that are as good as singing."
Deng Dian shook his head and sighed softly. Fifth-grade elixirs were extremely precious. Even he, as the senior brother of Beidao Shrine, had only obtained one.
But it was already used up after a serious injury.
"I'll go and buy!"
Zhao Ziling turned around and left.
"It's useless. If there was Taichu Bodhi Pill in the Shrine City, it would have been bought by someone long ago. As far as I know, in the entire Shrine City, this kind of pill is probably only available to Elder Leng Chenghong from Canglan Peak."
Deng Dian's expression was a little complicated. He wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth but nothing came out.
"Elder Leng Chenghong? I'll go to him and ask for the elixir."
Zhao Ziling raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Deng Dian with some confusion, as if he wanted to find the answer from the expression on his face.
Qin Changan is also the disciple of the Palace Master after all, so there should be no problem in getting a pill, right?
"He is Leng Huarong's grandfather. Leng Huarong is the person who ambushed them when they met at the foot of the mountain before. It is probably impossible to ask him for the elixir."
A wry smile appeared on Deng Dian's face. He didn't know what kind of evil fate this was. He had just threatened Leng Huarong, and now he came to ask for the elixir. He thought but couldn't get it.
What's more, the Taichu Bodhi Pill is a fifth-grade elixir. Although the refining of this elixir is not difficult, the main medicine, Bodhi Seed, is extremely difficult to find, so this elixir is extremely precious.
Zhao Ziling silently retracted his raised foot and gave a thumbs up to Qin Changan lying on the bed. This guy still smelled familiar.
Before my butt is even warmed up, I start causing trouble again.
The most important thing is that this guy gets into a lot of trouble every time, and his enemies have a lot of background, right?
"You stay here, I'll go find the palace master to discuss it."
After an hour of silence, Deng Dian suddenly stood up, broke the silence, gave Zhao Ziling some instructions and then walked out of the bamboo house.
No matter what grudges there are between the Leng family and Qin Changan, they must save people as soon as possible.
This matter can only require the palace master to intervene so that the old guy Leng Chenghong can hand over the Taichu Bodhi Pill.
After Deng Dian left, Zhao Ziling looked at Qin Changan who had fallen into a coma, sighed softly, and then exited the house and came to the courtyard outside.
He went to the side room to see Lin Wanwan, whose injuries had been stabilized, then returned to the courtyard, sat cross-legged on the stone table, took out the spear and placed it on his legs, and started practicing.
Countless spiritual powers gathered in the air and poured into his body.
Time passed by minute by second, and the sky gradually became dark.
The moon was sparse, and the stars in the sky flickered with wisps of light, echoing Zhao Ziling's body, and more fluorescence in the space poured into his body.
Until late at night, the sky suddenly changed, countless dark clouds slowly covered the sparse starlight, and low rumbles continued to sound in the sky.
Zhao Ziling let out a deep breath and was about to get off the stone table, but suddenly he frowned and turned to look at the roof behind him.
I don't know when, six figures wearing black robes and bamboo hats, holding simple knives, stood on the roof of the house.
The cold eyes under the bamboo hat were staring at him like poisonous snakes.
Swish, brush, brush...
Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and countless raindrops poured down, making crisp sounds on the eaves and the ground.
Zhao Ziling stood in the courtyard, holding a spear and standing proudly. The atmosphere gradually became depressed as the heavy rain fell.
When did these guys show up?
Black clothes and bamboo hats, could it be them?
Zhao Ziling looked at the group of people on the roof and suddenly thought of the group of people who ambushed Qin Changan in the bamboo forest when he first arrived at Ziyang Peak. How dare this guy come back?
"I will deal with him, and the rest of us will kill Qin Changan."
"A quick decision, Deng Dian has already started to check on us. Keep your hands and feet clean and don't leave any traces."
The man in black in the center turned his wrist slightly, and the knife in his hand reflected a dazzling silver light.
Silver light flashed across Zhao Ziling's eyes. He instinctively wanted to turn his head to avoid the silver light, but when he made a move, the man in black robe standing on the roof disappeared.
The black robe shook, stepping on the raindrops, and the simple knife in his hand cut through the space, making a vibrating sound, and the sharp blade cut the raindrops falling in the air into two halves.
Bang!!
The black shadow came quickly, and the sword in his hand found a silver-white blade in the air, and with a bang, it cut the stone table on which Zhao Ziling was standing in half.
Zhao Ziling stepped back ten meters with his spear in hand and stood in the yard, feeling the spiritual power fluctuations surging on the man in black, his face solemn.
The fourth heaven in the Xiantian realm is three heavens higher than himself.
"Qin Chang'an, if I die here, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost."
Zhao Ziling cursed and said, but a strong light bloomed on the spear in his hand, as if there were seven stars surrounding the gun barrel. At this moment, every star was blooming with strong light.
"The power of crape myrtle controls thousands."
Zhao Ziling stepped out and charged wildly, wielding the spear in his hand like an arm, dancing wildly. As a purple star above the gun barrel lit up, an imperial aura surged out of his body.
He seemed to be the emperor of this world at this moment, and countless spiritual powers in the space gathered towards him, setting off a violent purple ocean with his offensive.
Boom!
The spear was like a dragon, rolling up a purple wave and hitting the man in black continuously. Every attack by Zhao Ziling was sharp and sharp, with tricky angles.
However, as the opponent kept swinging the sword in his hand, he accurately intercepted his attack every time, even with ease.
The men in black on the roof jumped off the roof and stood outside Qin Changan's bamboo house. They each nodded, then kicked open the door, and everyone rushed in with their swords in hand.
However……
"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
A deep voice came from inside the house, a terrifying spiritual power wave came from the house, and a powerful sword energy filled the space. The terrifying sword energy even shattered the falling raindrops.
Ahhhh!
The next moment, several screams sounded, and five figures flew out in unison, staggering and hitting the ground. The huge force even cracked the ground with cracks.
The bamboo hat shattered, revealing horrified faces.
"What?"
The leader who was torturing Zhao Ziling outside saw this scene and his expression suddenly changed. He looked towards the main house. When he saw the figure walking into the rain carrying a knife, his pupils shrank violently.
Senior brother, Deng Dian!
Hasn't he already left? Why is he here again now? Their people saw this guy leave with their own eyes. How is this possible?
"Disciple of Wuyang Mountain, Duan Feilong."
"You really think you can hide it from the sect and assassinate his disciples under the palace lord's nose. You are really brave."
Deng Dian was carrying the sword, surrounded by the cold sword energy. The sword was so violent that not even the raindrops falling from the sky could get close to him, otherwise the sword energy would be completely crushed and evaporated.
It's enough to show how terrifying his strength is.
As soon as Deng Dian said his words, the man in black standing in the courtyard trembled violently, but he was quickly controlled.
"I do not understand what you are saying."
The man in black's voice was hoarse and low. He got rid of Zhao Ziling and retreated to his subordinates.
"Don't understand? There's no point in pretending to be stupid. I've already investigated everything about you. Since I can wait for you here today, it means that I have mastered your whereabouts."
"Do you think there's any use in pretending to be stupid?"
Deng Dian shook his head gently, why didn't this guy understand? Since he was standing here at this time, he knew his plan.
We already know the plan, so knowing the identity is not a surprise, right?
The man in black was silent. After a moment, he slowly raised his head, pulled off the bamboo hat on his head and threw it aside. There was a ferocious look on his face, and the plain knife in his hand shone with a cold light.
Boom!
Above the sky, a thick thunder exploded, and then a huge silver bolt cut through the sky, bringing a brief light to the night.
And under this fleeting light, Deng Dian also saw his face clearly. It was Duan Feilong, a disciple of Wuyangshan.
"Even if you know everything, then I don't have to hide it."