Chapter 0315 Tan Zhongchi's life and death are at stake
Chapter 0315 Tan Zhongchi’s life and death are at stake
When Qin Wushuang saw Zhao Heng's body suddenly stopped, he knew something was wrong. When he saw Zhao Heng firing his carbine this time, he shouted in surprise: "Master, be careful!"
But when he said this, Zhao Heng's attack had already reached Tan Zhongchi's Dantian.
boom!
Tan Zhongchi's body was hit by this sharp blow and flew backwards. He hit the stone wall of the mountain gate hard, bang!
When Qin Wushuang saw this scene, he felt as if his chest had been pierced by some sharp blade, a heartbreaking pain!
Master!
Qin Wushuang was filled with righteous indignation, a wave of anger filled his chest, and with a scream, the Shenxiu Bow shot out without hesitation, directly hitting Zhao Heng's back.
Qin Wushuang struck this arrow with anger, as if the anger in every pore of his body was concentrated in this arrow, and all the grief and sadness, all the anger and pain were vented in this arrow.
He wished he could shoot Zhao Heng right through!
This arrow is even more powerful!
This arrow was shot between lightning and flint, almost synchronized with Zhao Heng's retaliation. At most, it was only the gap between that thought.
However, this thought may become eternity, irreplaceable pain, and a trauma that separates yin and yang.
"Master..." After shooting an arrow, Qin Wushuang collapsed, and shot like crazy towards the place where Tan Zhongchi crashed. He could no longer care about anything, no crisis, no personal life or death, he didn't want to care about it.
He just wanted to know if the master was still alive.
Zhao Heng fired a shot, and the arrow energy behind him hit him fiercely. Zhao Heng's heart sank, and he rushed forward quickly, trying to avoid the arrow.
A slash of the spear!
Keng!
A green light shot from the arrow onto the spear. Click!
An unbelievable scene happened again. His Lingwu Dzogchen level weapon was broken in response. However, the impact of the arrow still made his Dantian tremble, and his whole body was almost petrified in an instant.
This residual power actually shocked his spiritual perfection. As soon as he moved his Dantian, he immediately felt as uncomfortable as being bitten by thousands of ants.
At this moment, in the main hall of Xingluo Hall, a loud roar suddenly came, like rolling thunder, and shouted: "Why Fang Xiaoxiao, are you coming to invade our holy land of Xingluo Hall?"
This voice is truly outstanding. As it chants, it carries a powerful momentum, which means it can swallow wind and thunder, move clouds and rain, make mountains lighten, and rivers and seas flow backwards.
"Lingwu Dzogchen?" A terrible thought flashed through Zhao Heng's mind for a moment, and he quickly called Gao Yue and others: "Retreat!"
Gao Yue and others did not expect such a change, that even a person like Zhao Heng, who was walking sideways, would suddenly change his color, and his expression was full of fear.
"Did that arrow hit just now? Heng Lao was also injured?" Gao Yue and Zhu Dazhong didn't have time to think too much. They both turned into two rays of light and rushed down the mountain quickly.
That speed can be as fast as you want. They have all kinds of strange thoughts in their minds, and they also feel an inexplicable jealousy - has Zhuo Buqun been promoted to Dzogchen?
Reluctance and jealousy kept welling up in their hearts, making them even more filled with hatred for Xingluo Palace. But when they thought of Tan Zhongchi being hit by Heng Lao, they felt an inexplicable pleasure. Xingluo Palace finally paid the price!
Qin Wushuang helped Tan Zhongchi up, bursting into tears, and quickly took out two pills in his hand, sobbing: "Master...Nine Transformations to Return to Yang Pill, please take it quickly."
Tan Zhongchi was full of energy, his face was pale, and he opened his mouth with great effort, but there was a hint of calmness in the corner of his mouth. He reluctantly took one pill, shook his head and said, "If it works, one pill is enough."
He tried his best to reach out his hand and wipe it on Qin Wushuang's cheek, but his palm was trembling, and he couldn't help but tremble. A strong man with a high level of martial arts could not even stretch his hand steadily at this moment!
Qin Wushuang's heart was as sharp as a knife.
"Wushuang, don't cry..." Although Tan Zhongchi struggled, his tone was calm.
"Master, I am incompetent and cannot help you."
Tan Zhongchi shook his head and said: "Wushuang, this has nothing to do with you. The master of Lingwu Dzogchen is too strong."
The other three palace masters gathered around one after another, and Zhuo Buqun arrived immediately, raised his hand to check Tan Zhongchi's pulse, observed for a moment, and said with a solemn expression: "The Dantian was shattered. After taking the Nine Transformations Huiyang Pill,
His life should be fine, but with his Dantian destroyed and his cultivation level, I'm afraid..."
Qin Wu's eyes turned red: "Master of the main hall, is there no other way to restore Dantian?"
Zhuo Buqun and the other three palace masters looked at each other and nodded one after another with firm expressions on their faces.
"Wushuang, there is a way." Zhuo Buqun said solemnly.
When Qin Wushuang heard that there was still a way, he immediately became excited: "Master of the Hall, what is the way?"
"This method is futile. According to legend, there is a magical natural elixir in the Tianxuan Continent called the Divine Infant Fruit. It can repair and transform the Dantian. Even if the Dantian is broken, it can be restored to the original state. Even the potential of the Dantian Qi Sea can be restored.
More than before. However, this divine infant fruit is not available in the human kingdom..."
"Where is it?" Qin Wushuang asked in a deep voice.
Zhuo Buqun waved his hand: "Don't worry yet. We, the four palace masters, will work together to use the 'Four Elephant Soul Locking' technique to completely lock your master's Qi Sea to prevent the Dantian from continuing to collapse."
Zhuo Buqun grabbed Tan Zhongchi and shouted softly: "You three, come with me."
The other three palace masters nodded and followed.
Qin Wushuang followed closely behind, and when they arrived at the entrance of the main hall, the group of younger generation disciples had already poured out. However, they saw the main hall master holding Tan Zhongchi and rushing into the main hall quickly, shouting: "Everyone, please don't mess up, stick to your posts! Everyone in Xingluo Palace
Dharma king and elders, all go to the main hall to ****!"
Zhou Fu rushed forward: "Master, Master!"
Wei Yi grabbed her and said, "Junior Sister Zhou, Uncle Tan is seriously injured. Don't disturb his mind."
After the battle, Qin Wushuang felt as if his whole body had been hollowed out. He looked at the direction where the master entered in despair, feeling extremely painful in his heart.
When Lu Teng, Jian Rui and other disciples saw Qin Wushuang, they all ran up to him with concern and asked: "Junior Brother Wushuang, Master, what's wrong with him?"
Qin Wushuang was the only one among all the disciples who witnessed that fierce battle. But at this moment, how could he have the intention to trace back to the battle that made him miserable?
Holding his head in both hands, he sat on the stone steps of the main hall with his head on his knees. Thinking of the tragic scene just now and the helpless look of his master, Qin Wushuang felt throbbing pain in his heart and began to sob softly.
He originally thought that in his two lives, he was a good man who stood upright and would not shed tears easily. But at this moment, he realized that the man did not shed tears easily because he had not reached the point of sadness.
This time, he played very hard.
He also knew that the master's injury had nothing to do with him in essence. It was because his opponent was too powerful. But after all, in that situation, if the master hadn't rushed to his aid, he would definitely not have eaten that piece of cake.
hit.
But having said that, if Qin Wushuang hadn't appeared in time, Tan Zhongchi would have been attacked from both sides for the first time, and he might have been unable to resist.
No matter what, Qin Wushuang witnessed the blow his master received with his own eyes, and saw with his own eyes that the master's trembling arms didn't even have the strength to put them on his face.
"Master, if you step away and meet with the three hall masters, nothing will happen to you. You rushed forward, but you didn't want to save the disciples?" Qin Wushuang burst into tears, "The disciples are incompetent, if the first arrow can
If you shoot that enemy down, how can there be a second blow..."
Qin Wushuang's heart was extremely complex, and the content of that battle was replayed in his mind, which was not only painful but painful. From time to time, Zhou Fu's painful cries could be heard in his ears, as well as the sighs and questions of his fellow disciples.
Qin Wushuang's mind was in confusion.
Someone tapped me twice on my shoulder: "Junior brother Qin, cheer up."
Wei Yi's voice came, full of friendliness and concern. Zhao Muzhi also came over and comforted: "Junior brother Qin, Master Tan has his own destiny, and he will be fine. The four palace masters will definitely save him.
Live, nothing will happen to you!"
Other fellow disciples also came over and expressed their condolences.
Qin Wushuang tried hard to control the chaotic emotions in his mind. He told himself: "There can be no chaos... There must be no chaos. The Qingyun Palace lineage and Senior Sister Zhou have lost their strength. Once I am in chaos, who will carry the Qingyun Palace lineage?"
He gently rubbed his knees twice to wipe away his tears. Qin Wushuang raised his head and held hands with all the fellow disciples who extended their palms.
"Thank you brothers for your enlightenment. I, Qin Wushuang, will not fall, absolutely not."
After saying that, he started running towards the outside of the mountain gate. He wanted to take back the three arrows. These three arrows will ignite his fire of revenge, and will take his fire of revenge and shoot at everyone who comes today.
An enemy! Crush them completely!
This is the oath Qin Wushuang made in his heart!
When the other disciples saw Qin Wushuang running towards the mountain gate, they were a little worried and wanted to catch up. However, they were stopped by Wei Yi: "Don't disturb him, please leave Junior Brother Qin alone."
"Senior Brother Wei, did Junior Brother Qin see Senior Uncle Tan being injured with his own eyes?" Zhao Muzhi asked.
Wei Yi had a complicated expression and nodded slowly: "That should be the case. Okay, don't worry, everyone, Junior Brother Qin is not that fragile, he will definitely be able to survive."
Then she walked up to Zhou Fu and said, "Junior Sister Zhou, now that the matter has come to this, you still need to cheer up and work with Junior Brother Qin to support the Qingyun Palace lineage. And all of us will also pray for Senior Uncle Tan."
"Yes, Master Tan will definitely be fine."
Lu Teng's face was livid, and he said bitterly: "But I don't know who the enemy is? Is he really a strong man from the Jiugong Sect?"
Wei Yi waved his hand: "We don't have to make random guesses about these. We will know when the four palace masters come out."
After a while, everyone looked outside and saw Qin Wushuang walking back slowly. His expression and steps were much brighter than before.
The whole Xingluo Hall was trembling with the wind. All the Dharma Kings and elders gathered around the main hall. This protection lasted for three days and three nights.
The door to the secret room was finally opened, and Zhong Wuyin and other three palace masters walked out first, looking tired and full of tiredness, but their expressions were still very solemn, making it difficult to see the result.