The 'harms' of being possessed are divided into two levels, one is internal strength cultivation, and the other is mental state.
Needless to say, the first one is that when the three passes are lost, the innate power sealed in the upper, middle and lower dantian explodes, and merges into the true energy to become Song Yang's internal energy. And Song Yang's meridians are special, far superior to warriors of the same level.
, so the powerful force was restrained without being damaged, and at the same time, the power of the three levels was used for one's own use, and the cultivation level advanced by leaps and bounds, approaching the realm of the master.
As for the second level, the harm to one's mind and character, those who become obsessed with it will go crazy, but only a few will become completely mad. Most people will wake up soon, and Song Yang is among them.
Hearing this, how could Song Yang not understand what was going on? He couldn't help but frown and asked: "Did you find out clearly that the energy in my three levels is exactly what my meridians can bear?"
Chen Hui's tone was disdainful: "I haven't found it out yet, and I can't find it out clearly. Just try to find out! You're pretty lucky." A cold air ran down Song Yang's spine. If it wasn't for his 'good luck', he might have been completely broken by now.
He didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Song Yang exhaled and nodded to Chen Hui: "Anyway, I'm not dead. I've improved my cultivation, so I owe you a favor. If I can really find Butterfly Lan..." He didn't say anything.
After saying that, Chen Hui shook his head and interrupted: "If I kill you, you won't feel like I owe you. If I help you, you won't feel like you owe me. There's no need for you to swear here to express your determination."
Song Yang didn't take it seriously and asked a new question, which was also the question he was most concerned about: "Why do you help me?"
This Jiading Grandmaster has a weird temper, but his intention to help Song Yang improve his cultivation cannot be denied, although he doesn't care whether Song Yang lives or dies after helping.
What's more, not long ago, he was boasting that he didn't believe Song Yang could find Butterfly Blue and even if he found Butterfly Blue, he wouldn't repay the favor. But tonight, he endured the pain of drug backlash and forced himself to improve his cultivation, forcing Song Yang to go crazy and improve his cultivation.
It really doesn't make sense.
"Don't you understand? You confused boy." The corners of Chen Hui's mouth twitched, giving him a disdainful smile: "I'm helping you because...because..." When he got to the key point, his expression suddenly became confused, as if the words were on his lips.
As if he suddenly forgot, he frowned unconsciously, his eyes flickered, silent and hesitant. Soon after, the hesitation became violent. Chen Hui's tone was stiff and angry: "You want to go, don't ask me."
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Song Yang was stunned: "How would I know?"
Obviously, Chen Hui didn't want to say more about this topic: "Are you done? Let's leave after you're done. Aren't all your friends and companions injured? They're still waiting for you, the doctor, to treat them." At this point, he sneered again.
: "I remember last time you said, 'It's better to be clear about grudges'. Hey, I helped you break through, but I hurt your friends. I really want to see how you can 'clear grudges'? From now on.
Do you want to avenge yourself or your friends?"
Song Yang shook his head and said nothing for the time being. Instead, he found a pen and paper and wrote down a prescription. After putting down the pen, he spoke: "Let the handyman of the post house help you prepare the medicine. This prescription..."
Chen Hui was very impatient: "Another warming and nourishing medicine? I don't need those warm and nourishing things."
Song Yang laughed, his expression tense with joy: "Your cultivation level is too high, and the poisonous 'Pudu' I hastily laid on the window lattice is ineffective against you, but that poison also has a side effect - it destroys eyebrows and hair."
, unless you have developed your inner energy into your hair and beard, after ten hours, your beard and beard will be gone and your spirit will be bare. I have asked a few friends who were injured on your hands, and they are all very happy.
I feel like this is revenge. Of course I have nothing to say if they don’t pursue me anymore... This is not a nourishing prescription, but an elixir for growing beards and hair, which will be useful to seniors."
'Pudu', if he is poisoned by this poison, not only will he die, but he will at least become a bald monk. The name is quite appropriate.
After saying that, Song Yang restrained his smile: "I still think it's better to keep the grudges clear. The grudges have been settled, and I will try my best to repay the rest in the future." Then he bowed to the old man and left.
That night, there was a beautiful spring at first, followed by a thrilling and fierce battle until it went crazy, and finally he was busy treating the injuries of his companions. Song Yang was exhausted both physically and mentally. He wanted to lie in bed and think carefully about why Chen Hui wanted to help him, but as soon as his head touched
As soon as I reached the pillow, I fell asleep. I slept until almost noon the next day. When I woke up, there was no pain in my body, but there was an indescribable comfort in the pain...
For a period of time afterwards, Song Yang was very busy and focused all his energy on several injured companions. The two sisters Chu Rong and Xiao Fu also came to visit the injured many times, but every time they came, they visited Er Sha first.
Xiao Qi and others sat talking and laughing for a long time. They didn't go to Song Yang's residence to say hello until they were leaving, and didn't stay long.
Ren Xiaoyao had a "guilty conscience" and couldn't get away from the guards around him, so he didn't dare to get too close; but Ren Churong seemed to be deliberately neglecting Song Yang. Xiaojiu was not convinced by this and complained to his master several times.
Song Yang himself didn't care, he just smiled and told her to mind her own business.
Everyone's injuries were not serious, and Song Yang's extraordinary medical skills allowed him to recover extremely quickly. The only one who was in trouble was the mute.
Before the fierce battle with Song Yang, the mute had old injuries. Originally, this did not have much impact. However, on the night of Chen Hui's raid, he stood up and exerted his strength. This caused all the new injuries and old diseases, but
Nothing happened at that time, but two days later, the old illness suddenly broke out. His whole body was tight and his teeth were clenched, and he couldn't even drink the medicinal soup. The situation was really dangerous. Song Yang applied acupuncture all over his body and mixed enough medicinal wine with him.
Bao Bao used all his skills and finally helped him get through this hellish gate with no danger.
However, it was also because of the meticulous medical treatment of the mute that Song Yang discovered that there was a very nice tattoo on his back...
Almost half a month later, everyone injured by Chen Hui had recovered, and the mute could get up and do some simple activities. Ren Churong also completed many matters at hand, and then set off to return to the capital with Qingyang's selected 'Qishi'
Phoenix city.
This is the 'Journey of Glory', and all the 'Qishi' are in high spirits. Everyone, including the Qu family and his wife, got on their high horses and drove proudly surrounded by Hongbo Guards. Even Chen Hui was no exception. Grand Master
Now his long hair is gone, his beard is gone, and he is bare and energetic. However, he has a way to wear a gauze hat on himself, which adds a bit of mystery and does not lose his style at all. Song Yang is the only one who can't bear to part with his precious carriage.
I personally drove the car, carrying Xiaojiu and Dumba, and blended in with the majestic queue. No matter how I looked at it, I didn't like it.
Although the carriage was shabby, it was also majestic: in addition to Chen Hui, all the talented people selected in Qingyang were surrounding the carriage almost all the time along the way.
Needless to say, Er Sha, this was his first time traveling far away, and he had already regarded Song Yang as a relative, and would not leave him every step of the way. Xiao Qi's chance to reach the sky in one step was all thanks to Song Yang, and he unknowingly regarded him as a family member.
Backbone.
As for the Qu couple also following Song Yang, there is another reason. Song Yang is helping them compose new songs. Songs are so reproducible that when they were still in Qingyang, they would
"Jinjiu" and "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" have already been sung in the streets and alleys. If the old couple wants to stand out and sing in Kyoto, they have to compile new songs, and they have to constantly introduce new songs.
It just so happened that Song Yang had a "magical tune" in his mind.
Along the way, not only were state officials attentively entertaining us, but there was also a team of red-clad guards every hundred miles to meet us. The journey went very smoothly... It was nearly the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month when we set off. After walking for a few days, I counted the days and it was already the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month.
The New Year is approaching, and Song Yang and his party are only a day's journey from Phoenix City. Perhaps because she is about to go home for the New Year, Princess Chenghe is in great spirits, and has given up driving a chariot and is riding a horse. The sound of hoofbeats can be heard clearly.
, Ren Churong rode up to the broken carriage that was the most eye-catching in the team, and asked with a smile: "Do you have some time to spare? Let's chat for a while?"
Song Yang nodded: "Will you get in the car?"
Ren Churong shook his head: "You'd better ride a horse."
Song Yang and a Hongbo guard changed their mounts and rode side by side with the princess.
At first, Ren Churong was chatting and laughing casually, and it was all tasteless gossip. He held the reins in his hands, slowed down his marching speed, and soon reached the end of the team. Now they were approaching the capital, and the surroundings were peaceful and safe. Hong Bo
Wei knew that the governor wanted to have a secret conversation with Song Yang, so he pretended not to see him and kept on going at the same speed.
Soon after, the two of them were three miles away from the large group of people. Ren Churong breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and took out a bag of candies from his satchel.
Song Yang looked slightly stunned and said with a smile: "It seems like you slowed down and left the group just to eat sweets."
Ren Churong responded: "I love sweets." Then he put an orange sugar cube into his mouth, but his tone suddenly became lighter: "Xiao Fu told me your method about the marriage, it's not appropriate."
After saying that, Ren Churong turned his head and stared at Song Yang steadily with cold eyes.
Song Yang didn't even look at the other party: "Where are the clichés? It doesn't work."
Suddenly, the coldness in Ren Churong's eyes disappeared, replaced by curiosity and smile: "Huh? You saw through it so quickly? Where is the flaw?"
"You have no flaws. There is nothing wrong with my method. There is no better way." Song Yang waved his hand: "The best way is to say that there is something wrong with it. Of course it is a cliche."
‘Ka’, the princess bit the sugar cube in her mouth, but her smile was not very sweet: "Are you... a little too confident?"
Song Yang was noncommittal and stretched out a hand to the princess: "Give me a candy."