Chapter 25

The woman in red appeared and picked up Ling Yun. In fact, she always wanted to come out to help, but before that, when song he came back, Ling Yun said, "Crouching Tiger, hidden dragon in Liangcheng, and now monks gather together, I'll do everything in front of you. Don't interfere. No one used to care about you. He Zhang was protecting you. Now I live here, When he Zhang wants to intervene, he seems to have a bad reputation. I'm not strong enough to protect you, so I can only hurt you and hide for a while. "

In any case, they can't do it.

"It seems to be cold and thin, but always for their sake, so live, but do not feel tired?" Youyou, the woman in red, says that she sends Lingyun to his room. Lingyun is poisoned, and she is a ghost. She doesn't know how to treat Lingyun.

But the fight in the house had already startled the officers and soldiers of Liangcheng who were patrolling outside. They rushed in and looked at the bodies of three people in black on the ground, "what's the matter?"

The mother and son of Cuihua shivered in the room. Although the grass roots were afraid, they had to be a little more courageous and said, "someone wanted to kill the young master, but he killed him."

The existence of the woman in red, Cuihua mother and son already know, the woman in red came out and said: "he was poisoned, please go to the doctor."

The officers and soldiers also know that the old house in the east city is haunted, and they are scared when they look at the woman in red. But as soldiers, they can't shrink back when such cases happen. The leader said, "go and ask the doctor. By the way, inform Lord he. I'll go in and have a look."

Now the situation in Liangcheng, everyone is tense a string, at this time, anything will affect the tension of the string, leading to chaos in Liangcheng.

Ling Yun is lying on the bed. He has just arrived at Erjing. He is not even ready for Kaifu. It's not a special poison. But as he can't mobilize his sword Qi, the poison will be immersed in his body. It's not so easy to remove it.

Among the four limbs and bones, the sword Qi turns into a dragon and cuts the poisonous skills that are immersed in the body one after another, but it's still cutting. Moreover, he is seriously injured, and it's hard to recover for a while, so he can only drag on like this.

There are different positions of Kaifu in the two realms. Generally, Kaifu is located in Dantian. Dantian is the place where the aura is contained at the beginning. If it is polished enough, it is the easiest place to Kaifu.

However, with the fact that Wu Yuan wants to destroy himself, Ling Yun is on the alert. He doesn't plan to open a mansion in Dantian. The five zang organs are not refined enough. If he wants to use the five zang organs as the Qi mansion, he is telling Lord Yan that his life is too long.

The four boundary long bridge is to build a bridge to connect the Qi Fu and the five zang organs. The five zang organs can be refined by the spirit all the time to stabilize the long bridge. Moreover, the foundation of heaven and earth is the five elements. The five elements interact with each other, and the five elements correspond to the five zang organs. It is the best way to refine the four boundary long bridge.

Ling Yun takes a deep breath. He wants to open the Dantian Qi mansion. He has already thought about opening two Qi mansions. In this way, his cultivation may be slower, but it won't affect his own cultivation. Even if his cultivation qualification is not good, he is expected to ask for eternal life and reason with the common people on this day!

Mr. drunkard said that it is not necessarily in Dantian to open a mansion in the second realm. In the history of cultivation, there are many people who have opened a mansion in other parts of the body, including two or three Qi mansions. However, that is only in the later stage. These people may not be famous in history, but they have really made a new path on the road to heaven and finally returned to the Yuan Dynasty, But the advantage is hard to believe.

"Here it is." Ling Yun whispered in his heart.

In the chest of Kaifu, located in the middle of the five zang organs, he pulls the aura into the body, returns to the Dantian, and turns it into sword Qi. Then the sword Qi goes up along the meridians and slowly converges towards the chest.

The atmosphere of Qifu varies from person to person. Some people's Qifu is an ordinary house. Some people's Qifu is a tripod. Some people's Qifu is a starry sky. Some people's Qifu is a desert.

The name of Lingyun's practice of refining Qi is the 13th floor, which means white jade capital in the sky, five cities on the 12th floor, and the 13th floor of refining Qi, which is higher than the sky!

"Hiss!"

Ling Yun took a breath of cold air. His chest tingled and he stopped immediately. He refined Qi and wandered around the eight channels. Only the deeper he practiced, could he infuse aura into the small meridians of the human body. Although there are meridians in his chest, they are rarely involved. Now it's time to start a family here.

The sword Qi in Ling Yun's body is still removing toxins. He just tries to open the mansion, but he is not in a hurry. Because there is not much aura in his body, he dare not do other actions.

The sound of footsteps came from the door. Ling Yun opened his eyes. It was he Zhang who brought a doctor over. "Lord he is here in person. I'm sorry to meet you..."

"If you get hurt, don't get up. Let the doctor have a look." He Zhang said with concern that Prince Wu's mansion was still in a state of ignorance. He he Zhang would not stop them if he wanted to find his own way.

Lingyun is not worried about his life. The Confucian noble and upright spirit, to the realm of the most sage and the first master, Yasheng and so on, can't be invaded by all kinds of methods, and evil spirits are not close to each other. Most poisons are useless to them.

The important point is that Haoran Zhengqi can resist many poisons. Ling Yun can hang his life because of this Haoran Zhengqi. Otherwise, with his own sword Qi, although he can kill poison, he has to hurt himself instead of being so gentle now.

"Young master loses too much blood and lacks Qi and blood. The poison in his body is only a few inches on his back," the doctor said. "I'll give you some pictures to recuperate Qi and blood. As for the poison, although I'm not a practitioner, I know something about it. If you can take it out by yourself, it will be good for young master to practice in the future."

Ling Yun picked his eyebrows. When the doctor was checking his pulse just now, it was obvious that there was a pure and extremely strong Qi that could not let out the poison ring in his back.

This is obviously a monk, and his strength is not low.

"I'll give you acupuncture again to dredge your blood vessels. You go out first," the old doctor said gently, waving to he Zhang to let them all go out.

After he Zhang and his family had all gone out, the grassroots suddenly ran in, holding the old doctor's leg, "grandfather, you must save the young master. The young master is the best man!"

The old doctor listened to the grass root's words with a smile, touched the grass root's head, and said with a smile, "don't worry, son, I will cure your son."

"Thank you, grandpa!"

Grassroots knelt down and kowtowed again. Ling Yun said softly, "grassroots, go out first. If you kowtow more, don't drag the old doctor away from treating the young master. Then you'll have to kowtow to me in tears."

"Ah! I'm going out now The grassroots ran out and closed the door lightly. The old doctor waved and set up a sound barrier.

Ling Yun secretly frowned, the old man said gently: "don't worry, I have no malice to you."

He was bored when he was idle. He heard that the young master taught by the old Confucian accepted the younger one. He was curious and came to have a look. He happened to be injured and disguised himself as a doctor. He didn't know it. He was startled when he saw it. The more the old man looked at Lingyun, the more he looked like his apprentice.

"Boy, your name is Ling? Who is your father? " Asked the old man.

Ling Yun immediately vigilant, he luck ready to fight, even if can't kill the old man, also want to give him a serious injury!

"I have no malice," he said. His apprentice's surname is Ling. It's also a plot that looks like the story of mortal dog blood. It hurts to think about it. "Is your father Ling Xiaoxiao?"

After the autumn rain, the wind is Xiaoxiao, the rain is sad, and the sound is sad.

This is the name of Ling Yun's own father!

"Who are you?" Ling Yun's tone is cold and sharp. His gathered Qi suddenly dissipates and his body can't move. The old man slowly gives Ling Yun acupuncture and doesn't rush to answer.

From his own realm, he can naturally detect the way of luck of Ling Yun's body. He smiles. The little guy's aptitude is not good, but his mother's. his luck is good. There is only one person in the 13th floor of refining gas, and there are several places in the world.

The old man laughed and asked, "little guy, the tone is not very good. I'm so angry. I'm sure it's up to your mother."

Ling Yun's heart suddenly shrinks, "do you know my parents?"

Thinking about the proud disciple who died too early, the old man's face became bitter. He was angry and distressed. He was also discontented and helpless. "I don't know. Since you have read so many books with your husband, you tell me how to repay virtue and complain in one."

"Good for good, straight for evil." Ling Yun answers without thinking.

The old man then asked, "where do you take the man's complaint for his virtue?"

"Naturally, it's revenge." Ling Yun thought for a while and said.

The old man twists his beard and smiles. Ling Yun's heart of killing is really heavy. This is a good thing, but it's not a good thing. Fortunately, he first met the gentleman who established his school with benevolence and righteousness, who can make Ling Yun distinguish right from wrong and treat others with kindness.

"Old man, tell me, where is my mother? How did my father die? " For his father's death, the adoptive father said that he was killed by someone secretly, but Ling Yun didn't believe it. He always had a lot of doubts about it in his heart. If someone secretly killed his father, he could not have been unaware of it.

The old man gave Ling Yun acupuncture, gently rubbed Ling Yun's head, gently said: "you are so smart, why don't you go to check?"

The old man stood up. Ling Yun could also stand up. He stood behind the old man with a changeable look. The old man was carrying it with one hand. Although he was in the room, Ling Yun could see the vast world from the front of the old man.

"Little guy," the old man turned and patted him on the shoulder, "there's still a long way to go. Don't be too slow, don't be too fast, don't be too disappointed. Practice your shoulders a little thicker and a little wider to carry the burden. Even if you are disappointed, don't let your father down, and don't let your mother wait for you too long."

"Where is my mother?" Ling Yun asked in a low voice. There was a trace of crying in his tone. Since he was a child, he envied that his little friends all had their mothers. He could act in their arms and avoid the scolding of his father.

He really missed his mother. His father said her mother was the best woman in the world. But why can't such a good woman come back to see her children? Doesn't she know how much her children miss her? How much do you want her arms? How much do you want his care?

The old man pointed to the ceiling and stopped talking about it. His tone was gentle. His favorite disciple was expected to become a saint or even set up another one, but he left too early, but he would not avenge his disciples. It was not inappropriate, but he could not. There were some things that he could not do.

"You are inexplicable in the cultivation of swords. The man who taught you must be a mediocre swordsman." the old man thought of this and was in a better mood. The boy was more intelligent than his father. He practiced first and had the strength to do other things. At least he could keep his life. "I think you are more agreeable. I'll make a cause and effect with you first and pass on some swordsmanship to you, What's up? "

Before Ling Yun's reply, he suddenly asked, "little fellow, do you think it's better to learn Confucianism, or to master the art of the ghost Valley?"

"When the Confucianists govern the world, the ghost Valley can cross and cross the troubled times and even the troubled times." Ling Yun sincerely replied that this is not what he said, but what his husband said. How can he understand so thoroughly the vast knowledge of various schools of thought?

After hearing this, the old man was very happy. He raised his hand and touched Ling Yun's head. "It's reasonable. I like what you said. Go out and relax. Accompany the old man for a walk."