ni tian gui xiu

Chapter 308 IV Neidan

Li Mingyang's dilemma is not to be afraid of anyone, but to worry about accidentally killing too many people. Although his strength has only recovered 30%, it is only a few Qingling monks who come to find faults. Such a role can be killed by himself, but he doesn't know a lot about the rules in the Fengtai world. He didn't have time to ask such trivial things when he talked to Zhang Heng before.

However, just when he was in a dilemma, Zhang Heng suddenly arrived and looked at the guys who were looking for trouble in front of the door. Zhang Heng casually sent them aside.

"Thanks to Brother Zhang, otherwise I don't know how to do it." Although it was just a small trouble, Li Mingyang was still very grateful to Zhang Heng for his action.

"Small things, those guys are just bullying the weak and afraid of the strong." Zhang Heng smiled, walked into the room with Li Mingyang, and then asked, "How are the Mingyang brothers feeling recently?"

"Not bad." Li Mingyang dealt with it casually.

"Is it to recover, or do you think of something important?" Zhang Heng also asked easily.

Li Mingyang shook his head with a smile and said, "It doesn't work. It always feels like a shortcoming or something." Naturally, Li Mingyang will not explain his situation. Although the other party has just helped him once, he still subconsciously maintains the most cautious attitude at this time.

Zhang Heng didn't think much about it. He said with a faint smile and said, "It's okay. After today's incident, as long as you don't go out to ostentat, no one will touch you. If you recover slowly here, you will always recover."

"Thank you, Brother Zhang. I hope it can really be like this." Li Mingyang also felt the other party's worries and concern for him, but he could only deal with it bravely.

Li Mingyang is also very curious about what Zhang Heng is doing here. It is reasonable that he is really just a guy who has nothing to say. It is impossible for Zhang Heng to see his secret. Thinking of this, Li Mingyang can only guess that he really cares about himself, so he came to see himself. However, although this idea is a little reliable, it is still difficult for Li Mingyang to believe that there will be such a person in the cultivation world.

While Li Mingyang was secretly thinking, Zhang Heng suddenly said to Li Mingyang, "Are the Mingyang brothers interested in going out to play?"

"Play? What are you playing? Hearing Zhang Heng's words, Li Mingyang asked doubtfully, "What else can I go out to play like this now?"

"Haha, naturally I'm looking for you to go out to play. A few days ago, I got a message that a third-order monster appeared near the back mountain. We plan to kill it, and we can always change some spiritual stones. This task is not too dangerous. Originally, I wanted to come to see you, but I was worried that you would never find a way to recover and be in a bad mood. Now it seems that you are in good shape. If you want to go out for a walk, let's go and have a look. If you still want to recover, you can practice slowly. It's okay. I'll just ask. Zhang Heng explained naturally.

However, when he heard Zhang Heng's words, Li Mingyang was suddenly stunned. He really didn't know whether he was lucky or whether he really responded to the sentence of gathering people into groups. Many people he met along the way were actually such true temperament. Zhang Heng may also have his own purpose, but he can think of helping himself just because he can't find any value in him. Even if it's just a distraction, Li Mingyang knows that this person can at least make friends.

But the little touch is naturally just a moment of mood change. Thinking of his current state, Li Mingyang still shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I really don't have any interest in going out. I still plan to recover well. If there is a chance, Let's go out together again."

Seeing Li Mingyang's refusal, Zhang Heng just regretted a little, but then he asked excitedly, "That means that you have found a way to restore your cultivation. That's good. That's good. Then you can practice well and wait until we get a chance to go out to kill monsters together."

Seeing Zhang Heng's performance, Li Mingyang could see that he was not acting and immediately said seriously, "Thank you for your concern. When I recover from my cultivation, I will repay you in the future."

If someone in the Xuanyuan world gets Li Mingyang's promise, I believe he will be very happy, especially in the three counties in the southwest, where the military god Li Mingyang's reputation is famous.

However, Zhang Heng naturally won't know Li Mingyang's real identity. He just waved his hand casually and said with a smile, "Don't say those useless things. Just practice well and recover. I won't bother you now. I guess I'll be back in half a month this time. Let's talk later.

"I'm sorry for your good words." Li Mingyang sent Zhang Heng away with a smile. Looking at this low-cultivated but more righteous guy, he thought to himself, "When the cultivation recovers, help this guy."

Zhang Heng's visit is just a small episode, and his words do work. In the next half a month, no one has provoked him, and Li Mingyang's strength has also recovered. Although he has not tried what his combat effectiveness will be after starting the state of the war body, at least he can be sure that he is now If people take action, they don't have to be afraid of causing any trouble. If it's not good, they will leave after killing people.

Although his cultivation recovered, his mood naturally became very good, but when Li Mingyang was about to go to Zhang Heng for a good chat, he accidentally saw Zhang Heng's return, but Zhang Heng's state was very miserable.

Although Zhang Heng is not a handsome person, when he got along with him before, his calm temperament was still appreciated by Li Mingyang, but this time he returned with help. In terms of embarrassment, it is not accurate enough. Zhang Heng has at least a dozen wounds on his body and his face is pale. White, his lips even kept trembling. When several of his companions hurried back with him, Li Mingyang saw that the breath on Zhang Heng's body was very weak, and there was a faint feeling that his life was not long.

"Brother Zhang, what's wrong? What accident happened?" Li Mingyang asked nervously, but he was already a little angry. With his rich combat experience, he could see that Zhang Heng's injury was definitely plotted to be like this. The monster would never leave a sword wound on the monk.

However, Li Mingyang's worry did not get any reply. The few monks who helped Zhang Heng knew Li Mingyang, so they also knew that his cultivation had been lost. Although he was kind-hearted, he could not provide much help at this time. Immediately, several people just looked at Li Mingyang symbolically, and then they still anxiously supported Zhang Heng. Walk to the house.

A female monk among several people seemed to be a little sorry. She slowed down a little and said a little apologetically to Li Mingyang, "When I killed the monster this time, I don't know how I leaked the news. We just got it, but we were ambushed. Brother Zhang, in order to save us It's like helping us get hurt like this."

"Have you been ambushed?" Li Mingyang raised his eyebrows and became more angry. Li Mingyang has always been like this. He has determined that Zhang Heng can be a friend. Now when he sees him being plotted, he naturally becomes a common enemy: "Do you know who did it?"

The female monk looked at Li Mingyang in surprise, and then shook her head helplessly and said, "If you know who did it, Brother Zhang has been injured like this, and you still have to think of a way to heal the injury first."

Li Mingyang nodded with approval and immediately followed the female monk into the room. Zhang Heng had been steadily placed in **, but his breath seemed to be weaker and weaker. Li Mingyang quickly walked up and explored Zhang Heng's body despite the doubtful eyes of several people around him. As a result, Li Mingyang was stunned and said in a low voice, "Is the meridians damaged? Who did it so viciously?"

When he said this, Li Mingyang's face did not blush and his heart beat. He didn't even remember how many low-level monks he had destroyed in those years. However, Li Mingyang was very clear about how serious the damage to the meridians was, so he was so angry.

Several people around Zhang Heng looked at Li Mingyang slightly unexpectedly. They didn't even expect that Li Mingyang could see Zhang Heng's injury, but it was just an accident. After looking at him, they still thought bitterly about how to help Zhang Heng heal his wounds.

However, the female monk's mind was very detailed. Hearing Li Mingyang's words, she asked unexpectedly, "Have you recovered your cultivation?"

"Well, it's recovered well." Li Mingyang nodded and answered, and then said, "But I won't heal the injury of the meridians. Do you have any masters in this field in Qingyangmen? Please come and help Brother Zhang treat it." Li Mingyang said naturally that although he did not know how to cure meridians, in his opinion, there must be a deep understanding of this among the strong in Fengtai world.

However, when they heard Li Mingyang's words, the male monks all looked at him disdainfully, as if they had heard a big joke. Only the female monk said patiently, "It's not easy to ask a strong man at this level to help Brother Zhang heal his wounds. The injury of the meridians must be at least a strong man in the real spiritual realm. Medical treatment, but how can the strong people in the real spiritual world pay attention to us outside disciples? Even if they are willing, we have to be able to afford it.

Li Mingyang is deeply touched by the statement of this female monk, not only in the Fengtai world, but also in fact, most of them everywhere. The high-ranking bosses may do it if they occasionally care about their subordinates, but if they really let them treat their seriously injured men, it really depends on their hearts. Love, or see if there are enough benefits.

However, thinking of this, Li Mingyang still asked, "How many spiritual stones do you want to ask a strong man in the real spiritual world to get?"

"Spirit Stone? If you can cure the injury of this degree of damage to the meridians, it seems that it is no longer possible to rely on the spiritual stone. After all real spiritual monks can cure the injuries of the meridians. Those who can really deal with this injury are also the healing masters, and such strong people are not very interested in the spiritual stones. They are more interested in elixirs or monsters. I want to ask them to take action. It's best to use Neidan.