Chapter 22 Practice Ghost Fire

It was not until the end of the work that Bai Niao Chong appeared in the forest farm. This time, he did not find a valuable herb like the fire grass, and it was impossible to give Bihuo ground ginseng to Nie Qian. However, on the way back, he picked several herbs that could be sold for money under the instructions of Yan Gui, such as three days of grass and Luo Gan fruit. What. Before coming back, he also washed off the tiger dog feces that had been applied to his body in a stream in the forest farm and covered the residual stench with some pollen.

"Brother Nie, I'm unlucky this time and didn't find a particularly valuable herb, but these medicinal herbs can probably be sold at the price of a fiery grass. I'll try to find it tomorrow." Bai Niaochong stuffed several medicinal herbs into Nie Qian while paying attention to the change of his face.

Nie Qian was originally unhappy, but when he heard that these medicinal herbs could add up to the price of a fiery grass, he suddenly smiled again. A fiery grass is thirteen silver coins. Although these medicinal herbs are not fiery grass, the money has not changed. In this case, how can there be any reason to regenerate? He patted Bai Niao Chong on the shoulder and whispered, "Nothing, as long as you do your best. Now let's return to the team. We're going back." After a pause, he suddenly said, " By the way, it's a little awkward to see you walk when you came back just now. What's the matter? Are you hurt?"

Bai Niao Chong's expression changed slightly, and then calmed down. He said, "Well, yes, I was stabbed in the leg by a tree when picking the dried fruit, but it doesn't matter." As he spoke, he lifted his trousers a little, and saw that there were two small thorns on his calves, and a little blood came out of it, which looked very fresh.

"As long as it's okay, let's return to the team." Such a wound is nothing in Nie Qian's eyes.

He didn't know that Bai Niaochong had nowhere to hide the fiery ginseng, so he could only hide it in his crotch. In this way, walking will definitely be affected. Bai Niaochong had been worried about this for a long time. He was afraid that he would see the flaws, dig into the bottom, and stabbed his calf with a tree before he came back.

After a while, the prisoners gathered together, put on shackles, and tied ropes on their waists. Under Nie Qian's scolding, they dragged their tired feet to the mountain prison. Not everyone has the luck of Bainiao Chong, who can find valuable medicinal materials in the mountains and forests to bribe Nie Qian. Their daily work is very heavy.

There was nothing unusual during the period before dinner and bedtime. Everything was the same as usual. After turning off the lights, Bainiao rushed to ** and pretended to be asleep. When the jailer who inspected the room left, he got up from **. At the same time, the hell also flowed out of the money and appeared in the void.

"Ghost, did you say that the opportunity to escape from Langshishan Prison is for me to use this green ginseng to treat Yuan Ziyan's austic disease?" Bai Niao Chong said. This is an unfinished discussion between him and Yan Gui.

"This is a rare opportunity. If you miss it, you won't come back." Yan Gui said, "So, now, as long as you find an opportunity to contact Yuan Ziyan, you can get rid of her terminal illness and get a chance to leave here for you!"

The opportunity was right in front of him, but Bai Niao Chong fell into silence, and there was no look of joy on his face.

"Kid, don't you want to save your daughter who destroys your enemy with blue fire?"

"All the sins were committed by Yuanbatian. What does this have to do with his daughter?" Bainiao showed a bitter smile, "It's not that I don't want to save her with blue fire, but I can't do it at all. Think about it, I'm a prisoner, and my life is worse than grass. How can it be easy to see Yuan Ziyan? Moreover, I can't tell anyone that I have blue fire ginseng at all, let alone tell anyone that I can use this thing to treat Yuan Ziyan's vaginal disease. What's the difference between having such an opportunity and not having it?

Yan Gui shook his head thoughtfully and let out a sigh. He is as eager to leave here as Bai Niao Chong. He must be very excited to get such a God-given opportunity, but it is not so easy to think about it carefully. If Bai Niaochong proposed that he could treat Yuan Ziyan's vaginal disease with green fire ginseng, then the person who heard the news would immediately kill him, a humble prisoner, and then take the treasure to receive the reward by himself. Seeing Yuan Batian seems to be a shortcut, but how illustrious and noble his identity is, one of the four military gods of the Taiming Kingdom. Can he be seen by hundreds of birds? If you are lucky enough to meet him in prison, I'm afraid he will have been killed on the spot by the Shadow 50 Guards before he gets close!

"Ghost, this opportunity is certainly a very valuable opportunity, but we can't act rashly at all, we can only wait. This opportunity may never happen, so let's follow our plan step by step. In a half silence, the hundred birds made a decision.

Yan Gui said, "Kid, I knew you wouldn't act rashly, but what you said makes sense. This opportunity seems to be right in front of us, but as long as we take the wrong step, we will be doomed. Until then, I'll teach you the practice of ghost fire to make you stronger.

Make yourself stronger and escape from here with strength. This is the stupidest way, but it is the most reliable and relatively safe way. Bai Niao Chong has never given up his persistence.

"Ky, you can see clearly now that this is the seal of ghost fire." Yan Gui explained while making a gesture, "The left seal burns the field, and the right seal heart fire refines the sky. It is the place where the two seals meet, and the ghost fire comes out of my heart..."

There are only two changes in the seal of ghost fire. One left hand, one right hand, and left and right seals can be combined to practice the ghost fire. Bai Niao understood silently in his heart and remembered that it was good to miss a detail.

"Nine ghosts and fires, the heart furnace is the refining tool, the cold is the original, the flame is the blade, refine everything, and cultivate all the body..."

This is the practice method of ghost fire. The words are profound, and the words are beaded. Bai Niao Chong also cheered up, silently understood and remembered, and did not dare to miss a word.

After a meal, Yan Gui taught the seal of ghost fire and the practice of ghost fire to Bai Niao Chong one by one, and then he spent some time explaining some esoteric points to Bai Nichong. With the improvement of Bai Niaochong's cultivation, the things he teaches are becoming more and more complicated, more and more difficult to learn, and more time and experience are spent.

However, no matter how complicated and difficult it is, the hundred birds will not flinch.

The dark curtain is getting deeper and deeper, but the lights are as bright as the day in the thunder camp under the Wolf Stone Mountain. A team of soldiers on duty at night wore heavy infantry armor and walked around the camp with neat steps to patrol. The most heavily guarded place in the whole Thunder Camp is a huge handsome tent. Around it, in addition to the most elite thunderous soldiers, there are also the killing gods lurking in the dark, the Shadow Fifty Guards.

This marshal's tent is the place where Yuanbatian issued a military order. It is said that this big tent is sewn out of the tiger skin of a hundred tigers, so it is also called a hundred tiger tent.

Just as Bainiao Chong was tirelessly strengthening himself, Leishan Juntong, who was in charge of Langshishan Prison, came before the Hundred Tigers. He is dressed in black armor and a thousand ghost swords. His momentum is as motionless as a mountain. Behind him, a group of soldiers in iron camp followed closely, and four of them were still carrying a sedan chair. The curtains and curtains of the sedan chair were tightly closed, and no one was sitting inside.

The Thunder Army soldiers guarding at the door of the Baihu tent recognized him at a glance and retreated directly to both sides without questioning. One of the soldiers also lifted the curtain made of pearls for him. Lei Shan walked in. In the big account, Yuan Batian was waiting for him.

Yuanbatian, who closed his eyes and sat quietly, opened his eyes at the moment Leishan came in. His fierce eyes fell on Leishan's body, and Leishan suddenly felt a chill coming out of his heart. That look is sharper and colder than the blade of thousands of ghosts who cut iron like mud. Only Leishan will have this kind of awe in front of Yuan Batian. If someone else looks at him like this, he will go out that person's eyes with a thousand ghosts.

"See the general!" Lei Shan knelt down on one knee and hit the ground with his right fist.

"Lei Shan, have you arrived?" Yuan Batian asked indifferently.

Lei Shan stood up and nodded, "Yes, general, the iron camp has not disowned its mission and has brought Lan Qingyi."

The iron-plate-like cold and hard face finally had a trace of loosening, and a smile appeared at the corners of Yuan Batian's mouth. "The youngest medical king in the history of Baicaomen, Lan Qingyi, the hand of holy light, is said to be able to save even those who have died for a day. I don't know if it's true."

Lei Shanying said, "Marshal, that legend is true. The saved dead man is still alive now. Although she has just turned 18 years old this year, no one can surpass her achievements in the medical field. She is recognized as the youngest magic doctor and a legendary figure."

Yuan Batian stood up from his tiger skin seat and said excitedly, "Please invite the distinguished guests in quickly. With Lan Qingyi's action, my Yaner's life should be saved."

Lei Shan clapped his palm gently, and there was the sound of opening the curtain of the sedan chair from the Baihu tent, and then there was a string of small footsteps. Finally, two soldiers from the Iron Camp brought a woman in. A snow-white pleated blue and white skirt, a light cyan three-finger belt, a pair of straw short boots, and a golden bell on the white ankles, which are tied with a red rope. One step is divided into crisp and beautiful. Her appearance is beautiful, and her figure is also beautiful, showing the unique weakness and seductive maturity of women.

Baicaomen is a sect full of legend and mystery. The people in this sect are all women. The people in this sect, even a sweeping aunt, know a lot of medical skills and can cure diseases and save people. Many people with serious diseases are eager to get help and treatment from Baicaomen, but no one knows where Baicaomen is, and when and where the doctors of Baicaomen will appear. It is said that the people of Baicaomen only regret treating those who need treatment. The standard of their action is in their own hands. No one can intervene and no one can control it. This ancient rule, even the kings, grandsons and nobles are no exception.

This woman is the youngest head of Baicaomen, Lan Qingyi.

After bringing people in, the two soldiers of the iron camp followed and retreated.

"The youngest suzerain in the history of Baicaomen is not as good as seeing it. He is indeed an extraordinary figure. Lan Qingyi, the hand of the Holy Light, won't you blame me for inviting you here in a forced way?" Even if he asks for help, Yuanbatian has his own way. His head never bows because he asks for help.

"You know my rules. You asked your minions to grab me in order to save your daughter's life, but... do you think I will take action?" Lan Qingyi said faintly. Her voice, jade plate rolling beads, mountain stream falling spring.

"Hahaha..." Yuan Batian laughed, "In the whole Taiming Dynasty, no one dares to talk to me in this tone except the emperor, but I forgive your rudeness. In addition, I also want to tell you that what I Yuan Batian has to do has never been impossible. This time, I really came here to treat my daughter's illness. You have to get a doctor, and you have to get a doctor if you don't!"

"It's just a death. Has no one ever disobeyed your will? I, Lan Qingyi, will be the first." Lan Qingyi said faintly.

"I'm afraid you're not the only one who died? If my daughter makes a mistake because you refuse to treat her, I will destroy your Baicaomen. None of you Baicaomen will want to live, and even your Baicaomen chickens and dogs will not stay! Do you understand what I mean?" Yuan Batian's eyes fell on Lan Qingyi's body, as cold and sharp as a blade. This is his true face, this is his domineering.

"You...the devil!" Xiang's shoulders trembled, and Lan Qingyi could no longer maintain her elegant temperament, "Yuan Batian! Don't you think it's because of your evil deeds that your daughter will suffer that kind of suffering!"

Yuan Batian's face suddenly turned gloomy, and his fists clenched violently. The Baihu tent was suddenly entangled with energy, and the invisible pressure filled the whole space like substance.

Boom! The bookcase in the Baihu account collapsed because it could not withstand the great pressure and strength.

However, Yuan Batian did not take action. He suppressed the anger in his heart. "Lei Shan, take her down and imprison her in the prison area of the male prison. Maybe the dirty smell there can make us, the pure and jade Lan suzerain, change our minds."

Lei Shan answered, "Yes, General, I will personally arrange her cell."

Yuan Batian said coldly, "Lan Qingyi, I'll give you three days to think about it. If you still have this attitude three days later, I will kill one of your doormen every hour until you are willing to save people."

"Bastard!" Lan Qingyi said angrily, "Your daughter Yuan Ziyan suffers from a vaginal disease. Her master's medical skills are no longer under me, and even she can't be cured. How can I save her life? How can you blackmail me and kill innocent people with an incurable terminal illness?

"I believe you can do it. That's it. If you can't do it, just polish your eyes and watch your doormen die in front of you one by one." Yuan Batian waved his hand and said, "Leishan, take someone down."

"Demon! Bastard! You will be punished by heaven!"

Such a voice, angry and desperate, can't change anything.