Chapter 9

"Boom!"

Soon, it was like the sound of a huge stone rolling to the ground, from far to near at a very fast speed.

Li Xiu knew in his heart that it was the huogong Toutuo who was coming. He had no doubt that he would restrain his mind to cope with the next "World War I".

The next moment, the huge stone ball full of vines appeared in Li Xiu's sight.

In the rapid rotation of the stone ball, Li Xiu can vaguely see a figure embedded in the stone ball.

Clearly have seen the living, but the stone ball did not stop the meaning, still high-speed rolling, and the goal is very clear, straight to Li Xiu.

Huogong Toutuo clearly saw the young man who had fallen to the bottom of the cliff for some reason. When he saw him, his face was first confused and then full of panic.

But due to the physical injury, the movement is inconvenient, can't get up to dodge, haven't tried hard to move out how far was the stone ball catch up.

Had to scream, half the instinct to embrace the head.

The stone ball turns surprisingly, but at the next moment it decelerates abruptly, contrary to common sense, and the figure on the stone ball can be seen clearly.

The young man did not know whether he heard the sound of the stone ball rolling on the ground getting smaller and slower, or he wondered why the stone ball had not hit him.

Move the arm away a little, and turn to see tentatively, but it seems to be a big jump by the scene in front of you.

On the rough stone ball full of vines, an old man with a white head is inlaid on it. He has a hairy beard, an ugly face, and his teeth are yellow and black. A devil is alive.

He was so thin that his chest and ribs could be seen clearly. However, he looked at him with an inexplicable and frightening momentum, as if he had been watched by evil beasts in the forest.

Li Xiu's face is full of terror, but he has a real one in his heart. It seems that it is unrealistic for him to be calm and calm as ice.

Li Xiu's face was still frightened, and he could not help swallowing his saliva, with a tremor in his voice.

"Old man, are you a human or a ghost?"

"Ha ha! Ha ha ha ha ha ha... "

"I'm a ghost, of course, and I'm a ghost from hell!" the pyrotechnics leader laughed wildly

Without waiting for Li Xiu's reaction, he continued.

"It's been more than ten years. I can't imagine that there will still be people to accompany me after ten years!"

"Boy, are you a Wudang disciple?"

The young man seemed to see that the old man was talking about ghosts, but he was still a human being. He was relieved, and then his face appeared a little gloomy.

"Uncle Hui, although I would like to say that I am a Wudang disciple, I am not."

"What do you mean?"

The head of the pyrotechnics raised his eyebrows and asked without covering.

With the color of memory on his face, the young man spoke slowly.

"I grew up at the foot of Wudang when I was a child. When I was a child, I admired Zhang Sanfeng. When I was a big boy, I wanted to go up to the mountain and worship under his old man's door."

"But..."

Young people talk between a meal, huogong Toutuo can't wait to ask questions.

"But what?"

The young man seemed to think of the scene again. His face was gray and he sighed.

"Well, when I finally save enough money to join Wudang, the people of Wudang say that I'm old and determined. I can't make any achievements in practicing martial arts."

"Don't accept me at all, let me go down the mountain."

"But if I don't give up, I'll exchange the money I've saved for a few years for a firewood cutting old man, who can cut and deliver firewood for Wudang every day."

"I thought that during this period, as long as I can see the old immortal, he may see me sincerely and insist, so he will take me as an exception."

At last, the young man's face was full of longing, but he seemed to think of the situation at this time. Whether he could survive or not was a question, and it was a long sigh.

After hearing the words of the young man in front of him, Huo Gong Toutuo turned red.

"Shit! It's all bullshit

"What a god! What the hell, Zhang Sanfeng

"Ah

The vines twined on the stone ball seemed to be alive. With the roar of the head of the pyrotechnics, he kept beating on the ground, whipping out of the ravines, splashing sand and dust.

It seems that the young people who are frightened by this scene have a trace of heat and fear in their eyes.

This power is really terrible. It is estimated that even if it is drawn on the pig iron, there must be clear marks, not to mention people.

"Zhang Sanfeng, you have made me suffer day and night here. You have to die!"

Suddenly angry pyrotechnics Toutuo seems to think of something, suddenly turned to look at Li Xiu.

A vine full of Nine Yang strength, stagnated in the air, straight to Li Xiu.

Don't mention that Li Xiu is seriously injured at this time. Even if he is in good health, he can't escape. Li Xiu's arm is entangled by a vine in a flustered hand.

After falling down from the cliff, huogongtoutuo's whole body was broken. For more than ten years, he had been relying on the stone ball under him, followed by the vine on the stone ball.

For more than ten years, this vine has been manipulated by his strong Jiuyang Qi, which is as flexible as his own hands and feet, even where his hands and feet are inferior.

Li Xiu was lifted up with one arm by the vine of huogong Toutuo and hung in the air.

Affected by the injury, Li Xiu also showed his teeth.

The next moment, Li Xiu felt that a real Qi was infused into his body by the vine, which was undoubtedly the true Qi of Jiuyang.

But Li Xiu is not stupid enough to think that pyrotechnic head is spreading his Joyoung skills.

Without waiting for Li Xiu to ask questions, vine threw him on the stone wall.

After falling down, Li Xiu vomited a mouthful of blood directly and sat on the ground feebly.

The head of the pyrotechnics looks like a devil, and he is fierce.

"Boy, originally you fell off the cliff and suffered internal injuries, but it will take a few days to attack and show symptoms gradually."

"Since you admire Zhang Sanfeng so much, I'll help you. I put a piece of my Jiuyang Qi into your body, which will collide with Qi and blood and help you attack the injury ahead of time."

"And the Nine Yang Qi will keep bumping in your body. Not only don't think about the injury, but the internal injuries on your body are increasing all the time, and you are gaining weight."

"What's the matter, boy? How's the taste?"

As he spoke, Li Xiu coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood. His chest was stained with dark red, and he looked miserable.

"Who are you and why do you hate old immortal Zhang so much?"

"Me? I was the huogong Toutuo who wounded 30 Shaolin masters more than ten years ago

"Zhang Sanfeng has made me suffer here for more than ten years. How can I not hate him?"

"It's not too much for me to kill him as a firewood burner in Wudang."

Hearing this, the young man just spat out a word, as if the pneumatic traction injury was another big mouthful of blood.

"You!..."

"You are now on the body injury is bianque regeneration is also less than medication, but it is not dead."

Huo Gong Toutuo said, and suddenly the words began to turn, and the tone was inexplicable.

"My Joyoung magic is a healing and healing skill in the world, which is very ordinary, but it be nothing difficult to stimulate.

"As long as I teach you, you can not only avoid death, but also refine the Nine Yang Qi in your body and increase your power for several months."

"What's up, boy. As long as you say loudly now that Zhang Sanfeng is a bastard, I can teach you Joyoung magic to save your life first.

As if his faith had been insulted, the young man angrily refused: "don't think about it!"

"Well?"

Being rejected so decisively, the pyrotechnics head could not help humming, his eyes were full, and then the vines rose and whipped to Li Xiu's face.

Li Xiu couldn't help being drawn out so far, and there was a ferocious bloodstain on his face.

Huogong Toutuo hasn't given up his heart, increased his chips, and then followed the path of temptation.

"Bastard, now mean and having no sense of shame, I will teach you the top three Joyoung's magic power, if you say Zhang Sanfeng is a dirty and shameless son."

"It's so easy not only to recover from internal injuries, but also to practice martial arts."

"Tell me! mean and having no sense of shame! Son of a bitch! Zhang Sanfeng

Huogong Toutuo looks ferocious and shouts, and his voice reverberates at the bottom of the cliff.

The young man who could not lie on the ground was also pale. He whispered: "despicable, son of a bitch..."

Although the voice was low, the top martial arts Huo Tuo listened to it, but he was not very happy, but he was disappointed.

His voice turned up sharply and pointed directly at huogong Toutuo: "you're a despicable son of a bitch!"

As soon as the huogong Toutuo's face coagulated, a trace of inexplicable flashed through his eyes, and then he looked very angry.

"Good! Good! I'll see how you survived today! "

Then he went away with his true Qi and didn't look back.

Li Xiu lay down and looked at the distant huogong Toutuo.

It is really powerful and terrible. It can make thousands of Jin stone balls hanging in the air with the true Qi. It is just for the purpose of driving the road, and it seems effortless.

The more he knew about this power, the hotter he was.

Up to now, the development of everything is still expected by Li Xiu. As long as he survives the next hurdle, he will have a smooth road in the future.

Careful to climb slowly, Li Xiu came to a corner facing the sun, rowed the hay together, barely spread it into a bed, and lay on it.

This is the bottom of the cliff. The night in the wild would be very cold, but what's more, he was seriously injured.

If he let the cold into his body at night, whether he can live through tomorrow is really unknown.

Even if he was bored, he couldn't do anything. Li Xiu began to feel the Nine Yang Qi in his body.

Of course, that true Qi can't be used to run the Zhou Dynasty according to the Nine Yang Scripture.

It's just a simple disorderly scurrying in his body, and after his injury, it will stimulate him to cough up a few threads of blood.

Li Xiu concentrated on feeling the true Qi of Jiuyang, sighing the wonder of the three thousand world while comforting himself or being the goal.

Now he is just like Zhang Fengshan who is unwilling to kill Wu Wei.

Find something to do for yourself, and generate a unwilling obsession, so as to hang your life in danger.

Soon the sun set and the moon was clear.

In the moonlight, in a corner at the bottom of the cliff, a figure was lying on the hay.

Apart from coughing up a little bit of blood from time to time and the slight undulation of the chest, it was just like a dead body.

In my mind, I read up and down again.

"I... I want to live."

"I'm... I want to be a human being!"