Chapter 96 Boiling Blood Scatter

After Yang Jing came to Yingjiao, Xu Xiaohua said a few words with him that day, but after that, there was no shadow directly. This place where he was not familiar with was the place where he should stay.

So after Yang Jing found an excuse to separate from Xu Xiaohua in Yingjiao, Yang Jing quietly slipped out of Yang Jing and pondered slightly that his goal was not here.

Although he is not interested in helping several elders relieve their troubles to kill Xiong Feng, he hopes to give Xu Jiao, who had helped him, and if he wants to help, he naturally knows where to start, so Yang Jing thinks that he will definitely have a chance to help her in the future.

It feels really good to walk on the street. Yang Jing wanted to enter a small square city that is not very famous in the south of the Yangtze River. The location is slightly remote, and there are usually few people. However, when Yang Jing entered the square city, the crowded crowds and deafening noises on the street stunned him.

On the spacious street, people's heads surged, and some naked men shouted loudly while desperately squeezing into the crowd. Judging from the faint smell of blood from these big men, most of them should be mercenaries who add blood to the knife. They often fight with death, almost for healing drugs. There is a kind of paranoid love. After all, when going deep into some dangerous places, a little healing medicine may bring back the life of your companions.

Standing at the gate of the city, Yang Jing could watch some mercenaries hold small boxes made of wood, squeeze them out of the crowd, and then run out of the city with joy.

"In that box, it should be filled with "boiling blood powder", right?" At this time, Yang Jing had heard of a very letter from Jiangnan, and there was "Tao". These "boiling blood powder" are famous magic drugs for true qi cultivation in Jiangnan. After taking them, they can activate the strongest bloodline in the body and open up the seven or 49 acupuncture points of the human body. In this way, martial arts will get twice the result with half the effort. However, since such a powerful medicine must come from extremely famous people. Yang Jing heard that these magic weapons for cultivating internal strength came from the hands of the life-sustaining magic doctor in the South China Sea and were brought to the south of the Yangtze River by the merchants of the angry knife gang, but he did not know whether it was true or not.

Who is the life-sustaining magic doctor? The million-acre Wave Island in the South China Sea is all his territory and extremely powerful. When Ouyang Hongmen tried to take Langtao Island, but because he was in the sea, and second, the life-sustaining magic doctor had great ability to call the dead and living people a "life-sustaining magic doctor". Although his martial arts skills are not high, he is good at refining various elixirs, and his degree is no less mysterious than the evil immortal religion.

Looking at this small market and muttered softly, Yang Jing also rushed into the street, and then tried his best to squeeze into the crowd and asked in front of a cabinet selling "boiling blood scattered": "Shopkeeper, how to buy this 'boiling blood powder'?"

As soon as Yang Jing said this, many people came over. This boy doesn't even know how to sell "boiling blood powder"? Everyone looked at the boy with a very doubtful expression.

"Haha... The boy heard that your accent is not a local. Let me tell you that these people are all here to buy 'boiling blood powder'. The price? Whoever pays more is the one's.

Yang Jing was shocked that this "boiling blood powder" was indeed not a good thing to take. Looking at the proud and impatient face of the drug seller, Yang Jing couldn't help sneering and scolded the dog for taking advantage of human power.

Yang Jing turned around and left, but suddenly found that he had an extra box in his hand. Yang Jing was shocked. Isn't this the box containing "boiling blood powder"? Why did it suddenly run from the shopkeeper's hand to his own hand?

Turning around and looking at the shopkeeper and the crowd staring at themselves.

"Ky! This is a light day, how dare you rob it!" The shopkeeper shouted.

"Run!" Yang Jing remembered a very familiar voice in his ears. When Yang Jing heard the words, he bumped left and right and rushed out. Behind him is a lot of people chasing him.

"Good boy! How dare you rob it!"

"Give it to me! That's mine!"

Countless people rushed to Yang Jing and chased after him.

But Yang Jing seemed to be windy under his feet, and he threw everyone away in an instant. The wind in his ear was whirling. Yang Jing knew that he would not work hard. If he was caught by them, he must have been killed. He thought that he accelerated his speed.

But Yang Jing didn't even know that he had carried Su Qianyang's spirit in his body, of course, including Su Qianyang's lifelong internal strength and experience. When Su Qianyang's internal power was transferred to Yang Jing, which variant of the spirit was even stronger than Su Qianyang's real internal strength before his death. Maybe this is the transfer What's the power of marriage!

"Ky, don't run!" Yang Jing heard a very familiar voice again, and he was shocked and quickly stopped and turned his head. Where did he go and see someone chasing him? There is no one everywhere with wasteland and scorched stones. Who is talking in my heart?

"It's me, your master!" The voice answered Yang Jing's conjecture.

"Senior Su? Where are you? Come out and meet!" Yang Jing turned around and looked around.

"Hahaha, I'm in your wrist. See if there is a red blood stain on your wrist!"

Hearing that Yang Jing turned over her clothes and saw that there was such an inch of red blood. Yang Jing was shocked when she had such a birthmark.

Yang Jing's voice sounded again when he was puzzled: "Kid, I will give you the spirit of my life. If you leave this blood stain again, I want to follow you to protect you from being beaten to death!" Hahaha..."

It can be heard that this voice is indeed Yang Jing of Su Qianyang and said with great joy, "So Elder Su can know my whereabouts?"

"That's true. I even know what you're thinking, but as the blood stains gradually become smaller, my mastery of you will gradually be lost." Su Qianyang said.

"Don't worry, I will train you to be a master like Geyang Tuyuan before this." Su Qianyang really knew what he thought. At this time, Yang Jing seemed to have found an amulet, and he was indescribably happy.

"When will you get out of that prison?" Yang Jing suddenly asked, which was probably unexpected by Su Qianyang.

"I don't want to go out. Don't worry, I can't go out either. Geyang Tuyuan actually sealed this cell tightly before you came. As soon as I spread it out, he would feel it. If you want me to go out, you have to wait until you become Shaolin Qijue.

"Zhaolin Qijue!" Yang Jing muttered.

"Yes, let's talk about this 'boiling blood powder' first!"

Yangjing opened the lid of the box and exposed the ten small bottles inside. The material of the bottle was rough, which was obviously cast with the lowest level of jade. Using this container to hold the medicine, it is extremely difficult to fully preserve the medicine.

Open the bottle cap and reveal the pale green** inside, and a very thin smell of medicine comes out.

"Senior, is this also a medicine for healing and practicing?" Some stunned by the thinness of the potion, Yang Jing couldn't help asking in his heart.

"Well, it is the lowest-level Taoist medicine for healing and practicing medicine, which can play some role in healing and enhancing internal strength. This kind of simple healing medicine is not too difficult to refine, but because the healing medicine is not rare and the price is also very cheap, it will be sold in those small markets. But this is already a luxury for you who have nothing."

Yang Jing was overjoyed when he heard the words.