Chapter 218

Lou Han and Feiying are sitting on the same horse. The old Taoist priest is sitting on Lou Han's little black horse. Two horses are walking side by side in the street, and soon they arrive at King Yi's house.

Flying shadow under the horse general Lou Han help down, two people led the horse from the door of the Yi palace went in. Feiying leads Lou Han's little black horse and his brown horse to the stable. Lou Han takes the old Taoist priest to the palace to find Si Ziyi.

As soon as he stepped into the door of his inner bedroom, Lou Han saw Si Ziyi sitting beside the bed with a cold face, bare upper body, and new bandages on his upper body. He was dressed in long black silk, white and bloodless. He looked coldly at the old Taoist behind Lou Han. Lou Han thought at first that he was angry and secretly went out to find someone. Now it seems that he is showing hostility to the old Taoist.

Lou Han was stunned and looked at the old Taoist with a kind smile behind him. He didn't seem to mind the cold face of Si Ziyi. He also fanned a white feather fan, and his beard fluttered gently with the wind. "Why, don't you remember me?" The old Taoist looked at Si Ziyi with his eyes bent.

Lou Han is stunned. He turns to see Si Ziyi.

"The old man who sells sugar gourd." Si Ziyi looks at him without expression. On the day of the Lantern Festival, he goes shopping with his wife, who wants to eat sugar gourd. So together with his wife, the old man gives Lou Han a red dagger. When he saw the old Taoist with white beard, he immediately remembered.

The old Taoist seemed to be a little disappointed. He turned his lips and said, "that's not true. You really make me sad!"

Lou Han is in a daze. Is it difficult There are other ENMs. Do they have other friends? Looking at Si Ziyi's unknowable face, Lou Han squints at the old Taoist priest and decides to leave some space for them. He says with a faint smile, "I'll go out first. You can talk."

Si Ziyi looks at his wife and gives a soft hum. Lou Han quietly left the bedroom and helped them to take the door.

Si Ziyi glanced at him and said, "if you want to talk, just talk."

The old Taoist laughed more brightly and went to sit down on the stool beside Si Ziyi's bed, but he was not polite at all. "You really don't remember me. It seems that your master really hated me before he died." The old Taoist stroked his beard with a smile and looked at Si Ziyi.

On hearing the word "master", Si Ziyi's face softened slightly and glanced at the old Taoist. He didn't seem to want to recall anything more carefully. He went straight to the theme and said, "I have a foul air in my body, but I've been suffering from a high fever because of the conflict between the two internal forces a few days ago. But these days I found that... " Si Ziyi dropped his eyes and pursed his mouth.

The old Taoist frowned slightly and said, "stretch out your arm."

Si Ziyi got out of bed, sat down at the table, stretched out his slender white arm, and the old Taoist closed his eyes to feel his pulse. After a long silence, the old Taoist frowned and took back his hand with a serious face.

"That Noelle Hua Zhi?" The old Taoist stroked his long beard and frowned at Si Ziyi.

Si Ziyi's lips turned white and he nodded. He clearly remembers that when he was fighting with nore Huazhi, his disgusting internal force rushed into his body, which Si Ziyi had not felt for a long time. I haven't been in touch with Noelle Huazhi before, and I don't know much about such people. Although that day was not a fair fight, Si Ziyi was able to understand the level of Noelle Huazhi's martial arts. HuaQuan embroiders legs, internal power comes out of thin air. It's true.

The old Taoist frowned, and his face was still very serious. He carefully felt the pulse for Si Ziyi. This time, it seemed that the pulse took a long time. The old Taoist took a deep breath and said, "did you often have a fever a few days ago?"

Si Ziyi nodded.

"What are the days to come?" The old Taoist looked at Si Ziyi seriously, and sweat gradually flowed from his forehead.

"No, it's just The whole body is weak, the wound, good Si Ziyi looks down.

The old Taoist took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "your internal power and the black and turbid Qi have been completely integrated."

Si Ziyi's eyes widened slightly. How could that be possible? Since ancient times, many martial arts practitioners have absorbed a small part of the opponent's internal force when they are mentally alert and vulnerable. Either the opponent's internal force is not very strong and is completely suppressed, or the opponent's internal force is completely suppressed and the martial arts are completely abandoned, or the human flesh body can not support the explosion and die when the two internal forces fight. Never heard of Integration.

"There's something really curious about your situation." The old Taoist wiped the sweat on his forehead and thought for a while: "this dark and turbid gas is going to be so thick. I don't know how many people have been killed." He sighed and shook his head. What makes him kill several people in order to refine his powerful internal power.

Si Ziyi frowned: "what skill does he practice?" I've heard from my master before that there is a kind of special way to steam your body with human blood to practice, which can achieve the effect of rapid increase of internal power. However, this method of practice is very harmful, and few people take risks to practice in this way. Even the heresy in the Jianghu will try to avoid this method. It's hard to resist its harm. Men will lose their semen when practicing this skill, and sexual intercourse can be done naturally, but there are no descendants. After passion, nothing will come out. Women will become ugly when practicing this skill, and it's hard to talk about their appearance. These side effects are really lethal, so few people use this skill to improve their internal power.Si Ziyi is a little helpless. His internal power can make a man That oneself absorbed isn't. He looked at the old Taoist with a bad face and said in a tone of loss: "although I have children, I am not going to die of children But I also want to live with my wife. "

The tea in the old Taoist's mouth nearly came out and stuck in his throat, which made him cough for a long time. He said, "Ziyi, don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong. This skill really makes men unable to have children, but you don't practice it. The problem with the skill is that he doesn't practice it very well. This internal power or something will not be affected."

On hearing this, Si Ziyi was still calm and cold on the surface. When the old Taoist took up the tea again, he breathed a sigh of relief, which was very dangerous.

After drinking the tea, the old Taoist said, "since the internal forces have been integrated with each other, they can't be separated any more. I will use my internal forces to heal you. As for how to adapt to the strange internal forces in your body, it's up to you." The old Taoist stood up and twisted his body. His bones creaked. He knocked on his shoulder and said, "ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Si Ziyi glanced at you and said, "if the master sees you as old as you are now, he will not like you at first."

The old Taoist was stunned. He said with a smile, "you still say you don't remember me, but you remember me!"

Si Ziyi glanced at the old man with white beard behind him and sat on the bed meditating. The old Taoist, with a smile, went to bed and sat behind him. He said with a proud smile, "nothing can deceive me, a false Taoist. I'm really good at it."

Si Ziyi closed his eyes and said in a cold voice, "stop talking."

"Even your wife, I know she's not a normal person." The old Taoist poked Si Ziyi's white back mischievously and laughed.

Si Ziyi frowned and said, "if you don't start, I'll drive you out."