Chapter 57 The Heart of the Meridians

Murong Ji held Mu Wanqing in his arms, leaned against the rocks and sat down, without waiting for a moment to rest.

Then he saw that the pursuers behind him were coming up again, and the one leading them was Yun Zhonghe!
Murong Ji's face turned pale. He picked up a stone and threw it over.

Yun Zhonghe felt much more relaxed. He turned around to look at the stone and smiled. Now he knew how much internal strength Murong Ji had left.

"Mr. Murong, we at Xixia Yipintang have a partnership with your brother. Don't worry, we won't hurt you. At most, we'll lock you up for a while."

"Besides, our Queen Mother takes special care of you!"

Murong Ji glanced at him coldly, picked up the stone again, and was about to throw it when he suddenly thought of something and muttered, "I really should learn a hidden weapon!"

Yun Zhonghe felt relieved and took a few steps forward. "Haha, Mr. Murong, don't worry. No matter how lustful I am, I will never lay a hand on your woman."

Murong Ji frowned slightly and looked down. Mu Wanqing in his arms was blushing and buried her head in his arms.

Yun Zhonghe took a few steps closer, "Master Murong..."

Suddenly, Murong Ji pulled out the Tianwen sword and threw it out. The Tianwen sword seemed to have spirituality and arrived in front of Yun Zhonghe in the blink of an eye.

Yun Zhonghe's face turned pale with fright. Fortunately, he was prepared in advance, but the Tianwen Sword was too fast!
He tried his best to move half a foot.

"puff!"

The Tianwen Sword still penetrated his body, leaving a trail of blood.

The good thing is that the wound was not in a vital part! He stepped back suddenly, creating enough distance between himself and Murong Ji.

A cut was made on the left side of his heart, half an inch away from his ribs, and most of the inner wall of his arm was almost cut open.

Yun Zhonghe's face was filled with disbelief. What kind of martial arts was this? ! ! He was seriously injured! He almost killed Yue Lao San and was hit by the sad and refreshing wind. He was able to run so far with someone.

In the end, there is still room for a fight!!

[No wonder the boss is so afraid of this person! ]

Yun Zhonghe endured the pain and disappeared into the jungle.

Murong Ji retracted the Tianwen Sword, looked at the Yipintang minions who were looking at each other in confusion, took a deep breath again, and stood up holding Mu Wanqing.

This time he didn't go far before he stumbled and fell to the ground, completely losing his strength to resist.

He lay limp on the ground, breathing slowly. As long as he gave himself some time, he could quickly resolve the effects of the sad breeze.

"clatter"

"despair"

The crutch tapped the ground again and again, getting closer and closer.

【Duan Yanqing! 】

Murong Ji knew who the visitor was without even looking.

He sighed softly until he saw Duan Yanqing walking into his sight. Just as he was about to hit him on the head with his walking stick, Murong Ji suddenly said, "Outside Tianlong Temple, under the Bodhi tree! Huazi is slovenly, and Guanyin has long hair!"

Duan Yanqing's expression changed drastically!
The crutch in his hand stopped instantly, and paused a few inches above Murong Ji's head. His body trembled slightly, and even the corners of his mouth trembled slightly.

Murong Ji looked at Duan Yanqing with a half-smile, "Do you still want to kill me now?"

Duan Yanqing leaned down tremblingly and squatted in front of Murong Ji, "Who are you?!"

Murong Ji grinned, "She gave birth to a child for you." Then he closed his eyes and said nothing. Duan Yanqing's eyes flashed with joy, and the next moment, a fierce look flashed across his eyes. He tapped Murong Ji's shoulder with his crutch and pressed down hard!
"Tell me, and you'll suffer less!"

Murong Ji frowned slightly, but remained unmoved and kept his eyes closed without saying a word.

Duan Yanqing kept thinking about it, and ruled out Murong Ji first because the time didn't match, there was a difference of two years!
Slowly pointing the cane at Mu Wanqing, Murong Ji spoke up, "How do you know that the child is not her?"

Duan Yanqing was so angry that he was shaking all over. "She is Duan Zhengchun's daughter!"

"Her master also said that she is an orphan. Do you dare to bet?!"

Duan Yanqing was about to explode with anger. After hesitating for a long time, he dejectedly put down his crutch. At this moment, he was helpless!
Suddenly, a crutch hit Murong Ji on the shoulder, knocking him unconscious.

"Brother Murong! Uh..." Mu Wanqing also fainted.

When Murong Ji woke up again, the sadness and chillness in his body had gone away, but he was still weak, the kind of weakness that made him feel like he had strength but couldn't use it.

His internal energy was stagnant and withered, and he himself was like a sealed well.

All the meridians seemed to be locked. If it weren't for the burning sensation in the dantian area of ​​the abdomen, Murong Ji would have really thought that he was disabled.

Glancing around, I saw a stone room.
Murong Ji had just regained consciousness when all kinds of pain in his body began to spread. This feeling was extremely bad, as if he was being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

He rummaged around on his body and found a pill given by Li Qiu Shui. He frowned and thought for a moment. There were still toxins from the snow frog and centipede in his body. Even if he took the poison, it wouldn't kill him, right?
He gritted his teeth and swallowed the pill directly. He lay down and dozed off for a while. Gradually, the blood in his body began to heat up, as if he was in a sauna.

After his underwear was soaked with sweat, Murong Ji felt a sticky layer on the surface of his body.

After regaining some strength, I sat up. This stone house was not big and had two small windows for ventilation.

What caught Murong Ji's attention most was the heavy iron door.

I walked to the bed and looked outside. I could only see Duan Yanqing's back, which was still quite far away.

To his side was still a stone prison cell. Murong Ji vaguely saw a figure, Duan Yu.

"Duan Yanqing, I'm hungry, please prepare something to eat."

Duan Yanqing looked back and waved his hand. After a while, a lunch box was brought in from outside the door.

Murong Ji opened it and saw three dishes and a soup, quite a sumptuous meal.

He ate it without saying anything. Worried about poison? Not really. Duan Yanqing was more afraid of dying than anyone else.

After Murong Ji had eaten his fill, he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to circulate his Qi, mobilizing his internal energy to clear the meridians in various areas.

The Golden Elixir Method is very magical. It stores almost all of Murong Ji's internal energy, just like a second heart, the heart of the meridians.

It continuously promotes the circulation of internal force in the meridians. Although the speed is not as fast as the flow of blood, it is also extremely powerful when accumulated over time.

Murong Ji breathed in and out slowly, and it would take some time for him to recover to his peak state.

When he opened his eyes, Murong Ji was suddenly stunned. Duan Yanqing was standing outside the window, staring at him.

"Senior Duan, what advice do you have?"

Duan Yanqing did not say anything, but instead looked Murong Ji up and down, "It really is the Pure Yang Kung! The Taoist Pure Yang Kung!"

Murong Ji was stunned for a moment, and his heart skipped a beat. Pure Yang Gong, it can't break your virginity, right? Then what should he do if he wants to marry a wife?
Murong Ji was not unfamiliar with the Pure Yang Gong, but he was not familiar with it either.

(End of this chapter)