Chapter 217 No regret medicine

As Bai Su fell down like mud, so far, the Lin family's another pursuit of Wang Chan was completely put to an end.

Wei Changjiang, dead.

Yu Xuanji, dead.

Zhou Yinqiao, dead.

Marcus, die.

Jinzhu Dabao Lama, die.

In addition to a Song Jie, who was sheltered under the wings of the dragon Taoist, all five masters died. Even Bai Su is now only temporarily relying on his vitality, which is countless times stronger than ordinary people, and is forcibly holding on to die.

Wang Chan first killed the light with seven knives, left and right, forcing Bai Su to resist. The moment when he had to dodge in confusion, he suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a Taibai essence. Under this spit, it was unexpected and almost to the extreme, like a spiritual snake spitting a letter, and the white light flashed through the void, which made the opponent unable to resist in an instant.

Moreover, the power of this Taibai essence lies in this. The white light shines and disturbs people's minds, such as sword light differentiation. Once it pierces the human body, it is immediately inserted back and forth. The continuous cutting changes are like a beam of light bursting in the human body, cutting and grinding the human body from the inside to the outside. It is not something that any human being can bear at all.

"Good body method, empty crossing, golden step shake..., this is already the kung fu that can only be used after holding Yuan Shouyi and becoming an inner elixir... It's really a magic power!! At the last moment, I was at least 20 or 30 swords from you... What a fast speed... What a fast sword... Even my Guansheng's possession can't stop you. No wonder the famous dragon Taoist will suddenly leave... Wang Chan, you are really as powerful as the legend. I, Bai Su, died in your hands today, and I am not wrongly wronged. I think Wei Changjiang and others have all been killed by you... However, I, the Emei faction, Huizimen has been passed down for generations, but I can't call Taoist in foreign countries... Separate the skin of my back... There is a magic charm in it... Help me send it back to China..."

Bai Su lay on the cold ground like mud and could not move. The muscles, bones and blood of his whole body were destroyed by Taibai's essence just now. His whole body was like a tattered sack, and all his physiological function was lost. Only in the moment when the light returned, he could force a breath in his body. Say a few words intermittently.

With his boxing and martial arts, he invited God's upper body, and his whole body was filled with the ubiquitous wish power in the air. At ordinary times, he was invulnerable to all laws, and knives and guns were invulnerable. But now it is difficult to say a whole word. It can be seen that Wang Chan's blow just now caused him such a huge damage to him, which is almost equivalent to The dead took one more breath.

And Bai Su is also very clear in his heart now that he must not be able to live, but before he died, he actually insisted on begging Wang Chan. He didn't want the Taoist system of Emeihui to break the root system on his body. He didn't want his single-handed secret skills to be cheap to "outsiders" in the end.

In order to maintain the mystery, it has been passed down from generation to generation since ancient times. Each generation only teaches one apprentice, but in the event of an accident, he immediately faces the risk of Taoism.

Bai Su couldn't let go of the "please charm" hidden under the skin behind his back, and even asked Wang Chan, a great enemy, to help him! Such a person is also admirable.

"You're right. In addition to you and that lama, Wei Changjiang and the four others were also killed by me not long ago. I can see that you want to kill me with the sword of the Dragon Taoist, and divide the troops and lead me to the bait. That's why you are separated. It's a pity that people are not as good as God, but they are broken by me.

Wang Chan looked at Bai Su, who was lying on the ground, talking to himself with all his strength, and begging for help. There was no sadness or joy on his face, and he looked indifferent. As for Bai Su's death, he did not forget to verify something with himself. He was worried about the loss of Taoism. Although he felt a little surprised, he was not surprised. These days, even ordinary boxing martial arts are generally facing a situation of loss, and his magical secret art is inevitably worse.

"The most important thing in our 36th way of Emei is the charm on my body... Without this charm, I practice in vain, and I can only be taken by evil spirits and lose my life in vain..." Bai Su's face was as white as paper, and there was no human color at all. He took a lot of effort to exhale: "If you don't want to send me back to Mount Emei... Then you might as well practice by yourself... It's always better than Taoism... Good... If I'm not mistaken, the magic power you cultivate is almost the same as my Guan Shengdao... Isn't it? Is what I said wrong?

"You're right." When Wang Chan heard Bai Su's words, he finally showed a trace of surprise in his eyes.

It is said that people die like lights out, and a big lantern will burst out before the lights go out. When Bai Su was dying, he only felt that his head was extremely clear. The scenes of the previous scenes were played back in front of his eyes like a horse lantern. After all, he figured out the origin of Wang Chan's seven killing blood knife, and he should control the god with himself. The method of war is the same source.

It's a pity that "Guan Shengdao" has only been practiced for the second time now. He must be possessed by Guan Gong before he can show some martial arts magic power.

Otherwise, one day is really practiced by him to the extreme. When the gods enter the body and combine them into one, he can invite the gods anytime and anywhere. He doesn't need any rituals. Just think about it, and I am like Guan Yu's rebirth.

Perhaps the result of today can be reversed. He stood and spoke to Wang Chan.

"Haha, ha ha ha ha ha..."

After getting Wang Chan's affirmative reply, Bai Su suddenly laughed and let the blood flow in his mouth. He couldn't stop coughing: "Unfortunately, I'm going to die, and I don't have a chance to start all over again... Otherwise, if I were at that time, I would have a great power... It must be you who died."

"Oh?" Wang Chan's eyes narrowed: "If you come to kill me, your skills are not as good as others. It's natural for you to be killed by me. However, you don't have to play tricks in front of me before you die. If you can't get into my magic eyes, I won't practice. Besides, even if I don't help you, the Taoism of your school will not be passed down to the world.

"It won't be lost?" Bai Su's eyes shrank violently, and then smiled bitterly: "It's not as expected... Thirty years later, it's back to the starting point... The person you're talking about is Su Hanshan... I didn't expect that I was deliberately forced him to leave. In the end, it was still not as good as God's calculation, and I asked him to enter the Huizimen... If I had known this, why did I have to leave a surname at the beginning? Maybe I can leave a surname now. Bai Su's face kept twitching, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

Indeed, Bai Suzhen is also very reluctant.

As the saying goes, 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, and 60 years of feng shui reincarnation, there is a pair of eyes staring at you in the dark, and there is a god with three feet of head up. In those years, in order to join Huizimen, Bai Su and Su Hanshan fell in love with each other and used their own means to show that they were in harmony and eager to stab each other.

As a result, Bai Su's "higher skills" made Su Hanshan bear a great notoriety with all kinds of means. He was chased and killed by Yue Po, who had just entered the National Security Bureau at that time, and chased all the way to the Sino-Soviet border. How miserable the situation was.

But thirty years later, until now, it's Bai Su's turn to bump into Wang Chan, the god of killing. He failed to kill, but he was killed. He spent his whole life's painstaking efforts to calculate, but missed Qingqing's surname's fate. In the end, it was not cheap to Su Hanshan!!

Now his qi dissipation has subsided, and his injury is extremely serious. After changing to any master, he has long been unconscious and out of breath, but there is still a little Guan Sheng's wish power in his body, which holds his vitality, so he can still talk to Wang Chan until now. Now, thinking about it from the beginning, day and night, it is also remorse, and there is a bit like the wisdom of Buddhism's ability to realize the past.

"These are all your own things. With your ability, although you can't live any longer, you may not die completely in a moment. If you have any last words, you'd better talk to Su Hanshan in person."

Wang Chan's eyes drooped, allowing the wind and snow to pass through his body. After saying a word, he no longer care about Bai Su lying on the ground and turned around and walked in the direction of coming.

"Who is the same as the Luofu Taoist priest, grass, wood and light princes. The armor in the world can't be controlled, and the universe in the pot is only free.

Bai Su ah, his head trembled up violently, and finally he tilted weakly. In a trance, he seemed to hear Wang Chan walking and singing in a trance. He seemed to have a voice fluttering in his ears: "This poem was made by Lv Zu in those years. It's a pity that your heart is too heavy. In the end, you still can't be free. The death in a foreign country is fixed, and you can't blame others.

The magic kung fu of the Emei School is indeed a great strange art in the world. It is very different from the side door, and it is very easy to practice. He uses the wishes of all sentient beings to strengthen himself. However, Wang Chan is determined to be free, but he looks down on this magic power. It is difficult to practice the surname and life, and it is not directly pointed to the fundamental method, so he is too lazy to take a look at it, so he leaves it to Su Hanshan himself. Deal with it, and forget his previous agreement.

If Su Hanshan is lucky enough, after getting this formula, he will devote himself to practice, and then realize some truth from his previous light skill method that flew all the way to the grass. In his lifetime, he could not change his life against the sky, break through the shackles and form an elixir. However, this is also the best result in Wang Chan's heart. After all, Su Hanshan's mind is not pure. If he wants to cultivate his magic power and form an inner elixir, the probability will not be too high.

Even if it is married, it is just the same as the old man in those years. After getting old, he will live for a few decades, which is stronger than ordinary people, but compared with Wang Chan's future, it must be too far away.

The higher the level of boxing practitioners, the more stringent the requirements for the heart.

Once you are distracted by messy things, you often can't get over it all your life.

In terms of the current state of Su Hanshan, according to the gourd painting, it is not difficult to cultivate a certain magic power in the god's fight, but it is difficult to form an inner elixir and step into the highest level of martial arts in 20 years. As for the passing of 20 years, there is almost no chance.

Wang Chan is very accurate about this, and his vision will never go wrong. In the real world, especially those who practice martial arts, there will not have all kinds of adventures like those in martial arts novels. Kung Fu is practiced step by step, but the state of mind is spiritually illusory. Once there is a flaw, it is like a broken mirror, like water splashed on the ground. How difficult it is to recover.

The old monster that Lianlong Taoist has been practicing for more than a hundred decades. When fighting against Wang Chan, he realized that there was a crack in his heart and had to leave immediately. He did not dare to continue to work hard with Wang Zen. Not to mention Su Hanshan.

What's more, Jindan is Jindan, and the magic power is magic power, which is completely different things. Although people who form the golden elixir will definitely stimulate some kind of magic power in the body, not everyone who has the magic power can form the golden elixir. It's like a white horse is a horse, and a horse is not a white horse.

So, even if Su Hanshan got the kung fu of the thirty-six gods, Wang Chan didn't pay attention to him. Not to mention that the two sides will turn against each other, and the Northeast Gang will make a comeback.

Wang Chan didn't care about Bai Su. He did it in the blizzard. It seemed to be slow, but in fact, the speed was extremely fast.

Originally, the place where he killed the Jinzhu Dabao Lama was at least three or four miles away from the place where Bai Su died, that is, Wang Chan and Bai Su chased him along the way. In a blink of an eye, he broke through the blizzard and chased out for several miles. This speed even exceeds the peak speed of F1 cars in a short period of time.

It's simply not the speed that human beings can imagine.

In the wind and snow, where the Jinzhu Dabao Lama was lying, Su Hanshan stood motionless and stood upright, next to the body of the Jinzhu Dabao Lama at his feet, and three people lay on the ground unconsciously.

At the same time, just a few steps away in front of Su Hanshan, there was a man in a black Zhongshan suit standing, with his hair meticulously combed behind his head, and his roots were transparent. In this man's hand, one hand pinched a string of dark sandalwood beads, and the other held a golden translucent pestle. This short pestle is divided into five strands on both sides, all of which are carved with exquisite patterns. Although it is often less than two feet, it weighs dozens of catties at a glance. He was held in the middle-aged man's hand and stood on his chest, like holding a treasure, which was indescribably noble and solemn.

King Kong pestle!

Although this kind of object has a strange shape, it can be seen in the eyes of knowledgeable people. This is a very famous magic weapon in Buddhism, the King Kong magic pestle. In the teachings of Buddhism, it symbolizes the invincible and invincible wisdom and the true Buddha's surname, which can cut off all kinds of troubles and destroy all kinds of obstacles to monasteries.

The middle-aged man stood in place, his eyes seemed to be closed together, and there was no movement change. But it is obvious that the momentum emanating from his body has been firmly locked in Su Hanshan in front of him, making this Northeast Gang, who has reached the peak of boxing and martial arts, even dare not move a little finger. The sky is full of wind and snow, and the weather is dozens of degrees below zero, and his forehead is sweaty and white fog. Steaming.

No matter who it is, looking at this situation, we can also see that as long as Su Hanshan acts recklessly, there will never be a good end to waiting for him.

"Wang Chan, you are so murderous. Our affairs have nothing to do with these people. You'd better let them all go!"

When the middle-aged man heard Wang Chan's footsteps coming from a distance, he opened his mouth and raised his head. Which one was Xu Changchun?

(to be continued)