After the white mist cleared, Liang Shaochong regained his appearance.
"This is... Mr. Liang...!" Xu Wenjun was pleasantly surprised.
"Yes, I am Liang Shaochong. Mr. Xu, if you count the time, we haven't seen each other for almost four months." Liang Shaochong nodded and said.[
"My subordinate, Xu Wenjun, thanks my master for saving my life. I avenged my son's murder! Just now, I didn't know that the man was my master's impersonation, so I was deeply offended. I hope my master can forgive me." Xu Wenjun seemed to be struggling to stand up.
He stood up and paid homage to Liang Shaochong.
Liang Shaochong immediately waved his hand and said with a smile: "Mr. Xu, you are seriously injured, so you don't need to be polite. Come, let me heal your injuries first. Please don't talk yet."
"Thank you, Master!" Xu Wenjun said calmly.
Although his tone was grateful, it was quite a bit like he was begging for death.
Also, after losing two sons tragically in one fell swoop, and experiencing the tragic incident of a white-haired man sending his hair to death, Xu Wenjun had long since lost his vitality.
"Go!"
Walking behind Xu Wenjun, Liang Shaochong gave a cold shout, and a ray of light suddenly bloomed from his left finger, turning into a tangible energy that enveloped Xu Wenjun's entire body.
At this moment, Xu Wenjun's skin immediately shimmered with crystal luster, as if a spring stream was spreading, like the essence of the sun, the moon, and the spiritual energy of plants and trees were poured into his body.
"Well, ah..."
Xu Wenjun immediately let out a comfortable chirping sound, and felt as if the spring breeze was blowing inside his body, and the warmth was melting, as if it was carrying a vaster spring breeze, as if it was blowing on the earth, causing the ice and snow to melt, branches to sprout, and there was life everywhere.
Vibrant breath.
At the same time, Xu Wenjun felt very relaxed as if a clear stream was flowing through him.
It was as comfortable and smooth as the clear and bright river water, and there was no longer the sorrow and trouble of losing a son; it was like being blown away by the strong wind and the thick clouds and mist, and like walking from a dark and long narrow passage to the exit.
, my mood suddenly became brighter, and I no longer wanted to die.
"Boom!"
After a while, an auspicious cloud suddenly appeared above Xu Wenjun's head. The small cloud was as bright as the morning glow, as if studded with dazzling colors, like wisps of colorful jade dotted on white jade.
"Crack!"
The auspicious clouds immediately began to patter, and an auspicious rain began.
This auspicious rain, like spring rain, carries the spring spirit, red, green, blue and white, like blooming flowers, pouring into Xu Wenjun's head.
Xu Wenjun's body immediately glowed with a brilliant golden light. The sky was filled with rays of rays, a blaze of red, like pieces of burning flames, flickering and rolling, constantly repairing the injuries in the body, and at the same time, his physique also underwent earth-shaking changes.
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"Boom!"[
Within Xu Wenjun's body, there was immediately a sound like thunder, bells and gold, and the sound of gold and iron. Then the rays of light returned like a tide, and the air around him was like water waves, rippling in all directions with him as the center.
"Roar!"
Xu Wenjun stood up suddenly and let out a long roar. Like a thunderbolt from the blue, the sound was rolling. A powerful momentum suddenly surged out of his body, like a flood with a missing embankment, rolling and surging crazily in his body.
In just this moment, Xu Wenjun's cultivation level suddenly soared from the sixth level of pulse sense to the eighth level of pulse sense. His cultivation level rose by two realms and he became an upper-level pulse disciple.
"Thank you, Master!"
Xu Wenjun immediately bowed to Liang Shaochong and said with tears in his eyes.
You must know that as early as fifteen years ago, since he entered the sixth level of pulse sense, his cultivation level has been slow to improve. Xu Wenjun originally thought that he might stay in the middle level of pulse disciple for the rest of his life.
Go one step further.
Who knew that Liang Shaochong was only healing himself, but he never expected that he not only cured his own injuries, but also promoted his cultivation level to the second level. He was secretly grateful that he had the foresight at that time, and he could tell at a glance that Liang Shaochong was not one of the best in the pool.
object, worship this person as its master.
"No need to be polite, just get up!"
Liang Shaochong took Xu Wenjun's hands and slowly helped him up. At the same time, he secretly used the "pulse-cutting and soul-cutting finger" to resolve the dark energy lurking in his body.
"Master, what level has your cultivation reached now? You can actually kill the ghost lady. You know, this person is an intermediate pulse warrior at the fourth level of the pulse gate? Could it be that, master, you have also been promoted to a pulse warrior?"
Xu Wenjun asked doubtfully.
The last time we met, Liang Shaochong was only at the third level of Pulse Sense. However, it has only been four months now. Even if Liang Shaochong's talent is astonishing, he still cannot break through to Pulse Master in such a short period of time.
level.
If this is the case, is Liang Shaochong still a human being?
Liang Shaochong smiled slightly and said: "Not yet, I am only at the tenth level of pulse sensing."
Liang Shaochong now has four pulses in his body, three of which are Tianpin pulses and the other is Earthly pulses. At this time, the three Tianpin pulses have increased to 91 centimeters, which is the ninth level of pulse sensation, while the Earthly pulses have increased.
To 113 centimeters, it is the tenth level of pulse sensing.
Although on the surface, it seems that Liang Shaochong has the longest earth-grade pulse sense, and it can be said that his cultivation level has reached the tenth level of pulse sense, but Liang Shaochong's strongest combat power is not that earth-grade pulse sense, but the three ones that have risen to
91 centimeters, the cultivation level is at the ninth level of pulse sense, a heavenly pulse sense.
Therefore, Liang Shaochong's current level of cultivation can be completely confused with the real one, making it unpredictable.
"What? Have you really not reached the first level of the pulse gate yet?" Xu Wenjun was shocked again and asked in horror.
If Xu Wenjun does not believe that Liang Shaochong can be promoted to a pulse master in just four months, but if a cultivator who is still at the level of a major pulse disciple can kill a middle-level master of the fourth level of the pulse gate,
Master, this is quite terrifying.
The distance between the pulse warriors and the pulse disciples is like an insurmountable gap.
The pulse master has condensed into a vein gate in the body, and can use the energy from the outside for his own use. The pulse disciple simply uses the energy stored in his own body.
But now, Liang Shaochong and Madam Ghost are not only different from pulse disciples to pulse masters, but their cultivation realms are also completely different by four levels. Moreover, Madam Ghost is not an ordinary mid-level pulse master, but also possesses the ability of mid-level pulse master.
The genius of Huangpinmaimen.[
"That's right!"
Liang Shaochong nodded.
"Master, I have heard that you once had a high-level Xuanpin pulse sense? Master, have you condensed them into an earth-level pulse sense?" Like a thunderbolt from the blue, Xu Wenjun took a step back and looked at Liang Shaochong in horror.
, asked.
"Haha! Will you know this completely in the future? Let's not talk about it yet? I have a lot of questions. Do you want you to help me analyze them?" Liang Shaochong laughed and changed the subject.
"Yes, Master!"
Xu Wenjun did not dare to disobey at all, but his eyes when looking at Liang Shaochong were full of admiration and admiration.
At this moment, the empty voice sounded in Liang Shaochong's mind again: "Hong Feiyi's spiritual belief in you has risen to five-star worship. You have obtained 5,000 points. Your total score now is 7,400 points."
Spiritual belief, reaching the worship level, increases by 1000 points for each star.
Liang Shaochong suddenly gained another 5,000 points and felt very happy. He patted Xu Wenjun on the shoulder and laughed loudly: "Mr. Xu, it's rare that you are so loyal. Work hard and I won't treat you badly."
"yes!"
Xu Wenjun was filled with doubts and didn't understand that Liang Shaochong said such a sentence carelessly.
"This is a low-level yellow-grade pulse treasure called the Red Blood Thunder Sword. I'll give it to you!" Liang Shaochong suddenly pulled out a long sword from his hand, handed it to Xu Wenjun, and said slowly.
Now, Liang Shaochong's control level over the forty-level heaven crystals has reached the level of an advanced user, and he can freely take out any pulse treasure from the nine-level heaven crystals that have been opened.
Once upon a time, Liang Shaochong participated in a martial arts competition in order to rescue Wu Baifeng and for this small low-level Huangpinmaibao Red Blood Thunder Sword. In the end, he fell into someone else's trap, which led to a crazy pursuit by a group of Maidao sects.
"What? Master, how can you give me the Red Blood Thunder Sword? It's better for you to use it!" Xu Wenjun
"I don't need this, you can take it! Your current cultivation level is not enough, so you can only use the lower-level Huangpin Pulse Treasure. When your cultivation reaches the tenth level of pulse sense, I will give you an upper-level Huangpin Pulse Treasure."
Liang Shaochong smiled slightly and said.
"Thank you, Master!" Xu Wenjun was so excited that he felt his voice was trembling.
In the past, Xu Wenjun had never even dreamed that he could own an upper-level yellow-grade pulse treasure. At that time, he thought that it would be quite good for him to possess an entry-level pulse treasure.
Xu Wenjun excitedly took over the Red Blood Thunder Sword and slowly drew out the long sword. There was a dragon roar, a red light flashed, and a muffled thunder sound. An extremely powerful and majestic force erupted from the sword. The sharp sword energy spread all around.
The grass was cut down a lot.
"What a sword!" Xu Wenjun's eyes lit up and he said in surprise.
Liang Shaochong smiled again and said: "Don't be too busy to be happy yet. When I have free time, I will teach you two entry-level pulse skills. One is called 'Shadow Butterfly Flying Willow Step' and the other is called 'Dragon'."
Tiger and Crane Hands, you have to practice hard?"
Xu Wenjun bit his lips tightly, his mood was overwhelming, his eyes were moist, and every nerve in his heart was convulsing for Liang Shaochong, and he suddenly bowed to Liang Shaochong: "Thank you master for your cultivation, the villain Xu Wenjun will never forget it in this life, and I will fight to the death."
Also follow the master.”
"Mr. Xu, what are you doing? You don't need to be so polite! Also, you can't call me master in the future. We are equals, do you agree?" Liang Shaochong helped Xu Wenjun up again and said with a smile.
"Youngsters don't dare, little ones don't dare! The master is the king, and the little ones are ministers. They can never be crossed. If this continues, there will be chaos." Xu Wenjun immediately shook his head and refused.
But at this moment, the empty voice rang again in Liang Shaochong's mind: "Hong Feiyi's spiritual belief in you has been raised by two stars again, reaching seven stars of worship. You have obtained another 2,000 points. You
The total score now is 9400 points.”
The key to winning people's hearts is to use both kindness and power to achieve the best results.
Liang Shaochong did an excellent job this time. In just one cup of tea, Xu Wenjun's spiritual belief in him increased.
"This person is resourceful and has not practiced the evil skills of the Yamo Cult. He is safer and more reliable than Tang Qinfei, Duan Kezhang, Sang Tianfei and others? What if they find out that I don't have any good feelings towards the Yamo Cult?
Faith will definitely decline, but Xu Wenjun will not, but he is a talent that can be cultivated and should be cultivated when there is time." Liang Shaochong was overjoyed and thought to himself.
"Mr. Xu, there is one thing I don't understand. How did you know that Lord Tu was a member of the Yamo Cult?" Liang Shaochong asked curiously.
From beginning to end, Liang Shaochong never mentioned the Yamo Cult in the conversation with Master Tu, but after he rescued Xu Wenjun, Xu Wenjun took it seriously that he was a member of the Yamo Cult.
When this matter was mentioned, Xu Wenjun's face gradually showed a hint of sadness. After a while, he said: "Actually, when it comes to this matter, it still involves my two evil sons. If they hadn't been unable to withstand ghosts,
Madam's seduction lured the wolf into the house, and my Xu family would not have been destroyed, leaving me alone. Alas, it's all my fault for being lax in discipline, which led to today's evil consequences."
"Mr. Xu, my condolences!" Liang Shaochong patted his shoulder and consoled him.
"Fortunately, I was smart and saw the weirdness of Mrs. Ghost in advance and escaped. After Mrs. Ghost killed 63 members of my family, old and young, she transported all the treasures from my family out. I followed carefully and found that she was about to
These treasures were all handed over to Lord Tu. At that time, I was curious as to what kind of deal they were doing." Xu Wenjun said slowly.
"At that time, I was afraid that they would find me, so I didn't dare to get too close, and I didn't hear their conversation. About half a month ago, I found that many relatively powerful families and sects were giving me gifts one after another.
Master Tu handed over the treasures. From their conversation, I understood. It turned out that they handed over these treasures to Master Tu to seek the protection of a mysterious organization called "Biqing Pavilion" so that the Ya Demon Sect would not dare to invade them.
.”
"I was very curious at that time, what kind of mysterious organization is this 'Biqing Pavilion' that actually dares to openly challenge the Yamo Cult." At this point, Xu Wenjun pondered for a moment and then said slowly.
"You know, the Ya Demon Sect is causing trouble in the mainland. The eight major sects of each lineage are now turning a blind eye, or at least they don't dare to confront the Ya Demon Sect; while the middle sects dare to be angry and dare not speak out.
, everyone sweeps the snow away from their doorsteps. Why does 'Biqing Pavilion' only dare to confront the Yamo Cult?"
Xu Wenjun continued: "After my slow investigation, I found that the overall strength of 'Biqing Pavilion' is not as powerful as I imagined, and at most it is comparable to a medium sect. Since 'Biqing Pavilion' is not powerful, then why does it dare to
What about an open confrontation with the Yamo Cult? Yes, those families and some small sects that have handed over their treasures will definitely no longer be harassed by the Yamo Cult."
"It wasn't until three days ago that I discovered that one of the contact points of the 'Biqing Pavilion' had been secretly communicating with people from the Yamo Cult. Moreover, I also discovered that the treasures confiscated by the 'Biqing Pavilion' had been secretly transported.
When I arrived at a secret contact point of the Yamo Cult, I finally understood it."
At this point, Xu Wenjun also showed a look of horror on his face, and he couldn't help but cursed: "This Yamo Sect is so abominable. They are the devils, and they are the good people."
"At that time, I made a bold conclusion. This 'Biqing Pavilion' was originally one of the organizations of the Yamo Cult. They performed a double act in front of the world, but in fact it had a major shadow. It was completely killing two birds with one stone!"
"Not only can they earn a mountain of treasures, but they can also win over people's hearts and gather a powerful force. These people will definitely respect the master of the 'Biqing Pavilion' as their ally, and become one of our orthodox people.
Representative, the consequences would be quite serious."