I am the main soul in the Zunhun Banner

It's midnight, the quiet time.

Xue Yi stood guard at the door with a horizontal sword in hand, looking expectantly at the wing behind him from time to time.

In fact, his injury has not recovered yet.

At most, 70% to 80% of the time it has been raised.

But today is a big day, the prince Wen Yue, who has been dormant for a long time, is about to make a breakthrough.

Therefore, even if the injury is not healed, he still has to come to guard the door and protect the law.

No matter how strong the second-rate master is, he is still only a second-rate master.

If you don't enter the Zang Refining Realm, you can't be called a first-rate master.

As long as a warrior in the Refining Zang Realm is not trapped in a military formation and is not locked by a powerful crossbow, he can defeat one against a hundred. Such a person would be an extremely tyrannical general on the battlefield.

Although the tradition of fighting generals has long since disappeared, if a general leads his bodyguards into battle and creates a hole, it can not only destroy the enemy's formation, but also greatly boost the morale of our soldiers, which can at least increase the chance of victory. Two percent.

As for the innate master, that is really too far away.

There are hundreds of first-class masters but there is no innate master.

There are countless innate masters in the world.

So when Wen Yue told him that he wanted to break through, Xue Yi only regarded it as a second-rate breakthrough to a first-rate level.

Refining the internal organs is enough, Xue Yi thought.

Maybe refining the internal organs can help the injury on the leg.

As long as it can help Wen Yue stand up again.

Wen Yue was not in a hurry to break through, he was waiting for an opportunity.

This breakthrough is particularly important. If it fails, I don’t know if there will be such an opportunity in the future.

If he had to lie down and wait for death, he would rather die in the breakthrough.

Today, success or failure is a success!

So this time he can only succeed and cannot fail.

"call."

"suck."

Alternate breathing methods.

The inner energy surges and rises, and the body has been adjusted to its best condition.

Tu Shanjun inside the Zunhun Banner was also quite nervous.

Xiang Hu's breakthrough is of an experimental nature, and there is no way out if he gives it a go.

With his Zang-Refining Realm strength, he was no match for Xue Yi.

If he wants revenge, Xiang Hu must break through regardless of the outcome. Even if there is a dead end ahead, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, we must run towards it.

Even if it was completely lifeless, he would still break through.

Wen Yue's breakthrough was somewhat similar to Xiang Hu's, but it was different. He actually had a way out.

If we don't break through, with our current strength, we don't know how long it will take to stand up again, and there is a high chance that we won't be able to stand up again, but we can still save our lives.

You can stop if you regret it midway.

To force a breakthrough is to give up one's own life.

Between life and death, Wen Yue chose to live towards death just because he wanted to stand up again.

Tushanjun was inevitably nervous.

He is the main soul evil ghost, and he can no longer feel the beating of his heart, but the string of his spirit has become tense.

Now is also the time to test the theory. If it works, it will prove that his theory is right.

If not.

Tu Shanjun also considered it, but he could only lament the bad luck. He would eventually need to find a new banner master to move forward.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The veil between heaven and earth faded as if it had been lifted.

The faint morning light bloomed, making the sky bright.

At this moment, Wen Yue directly activated the inner energy that was already full in his dantian.

The turbulent inner energy exploded immediately, like a sweeping red tide rushing into the eight extraordinary meridians, the twelve main meridians, and half of the Great Zhou Dynasty was completed while the five internal organs were breathing.

very smooth.

At least now it seems far smoother than Xiang Hu's breakthrough.

The circulation of the Great Zhoutian is perfect. If the physical body is strong enough, it can support the meridians and guide the internal energy, and the meridians will not collapse due to the surge of internal energy.

Tu Shanjun nodded secretly. It seemed that it would be relatively smooth to break through Xiantian when he was fully prepared.

It's just that it's not the time to rejoice yet. He has a premonition that the cycle in the early and mid-term will be smoother, and the most dangerous place is actually concentrated on the broken leg.

Half a month ago, Tushanjun asked Wen Yue to cut open the wound and take out the crushed residue, leaving only the main trunk.

Bones can grow on their own, but if residues are left, they will sprout branches and grow into uncontrollable shapes. If they eventually become adherent, it will not only affect the recovery of the entire calf bone, but also cause the wound to grow crookedly.

Generally, to deal with the problem of long and crooked hair, just break it and let it grow again.

Tushanjun had some common sense, and warriors with inner energy had high resistance, so after sterilizing the knife with boiling water, he cut the wound again and took out the residue inside.

In other words, Wen Yue's inner energy contained insufficient mana, otherwise Tu Shanjun would definitely perform the operation himself.

Tushanjun's ghost hands came together, and his scarlet ghost eyes stared at Wen Yue who was making a breakthrough through the soul flag.

Wen Yue's breakthrough has entered a critical moment.

The internal energy directly skips the meridians and flows through the leg bones.

Wen Yue felt even more nervous. He just had to shoot the arrow when he was on the string. He had already completed more than half of the Great Zhou Dynasty. If he fell short, he would never have a chance to stand up again.

One breath.

Two breaths.

The new bones are holding on. Although the meridians are not strong and cracks have appeared, it is enough as long as it can hold up the Great Zhoutian and open the orifices.

Wen Yue could no longer care about the pain in his calf and was ready to complete the cycle of the Great Week.

Suddenly, Wen Yue opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes bloodshot and twisted.

It hurts so much!

The calf bones are like dams that have been damaged.

Although it can block the temporary impact of floods, it suddenly falls apart when it is full.

There was even more sizzling black energy emerging from the two penetrating wounds, and the evil energy actually reacted when stimulated by the inner energy containing mana.

Just as he was about to scream in pain, Wen Yue picked up the towel-wrapped bite tray next to him and bit it.

Chujiu, who was also guarding the door, was a little uneasy. There seemed to be some movement in the room just now.

But he didn't dare to go in rashly, so he could only stick to the door and listen.

This time was not like the first time he practiced, when he was the only one guarding the door.

Now there is a military master protecting the Zangzang Realm outside the door, and no one can break in.

Chujiu looked at Xue Yi who was holding a horizontal knife.

Xue Yi had already frowned. Not to mention Chujiu heard the noise, how could he, a master in the Zang-Refining Realm, not hear it.

There were clearly muffled sounds and low growls in the side room.

"Will the injury affect the breakthrough?" Xue Yi grasped the horizontal knife in his hand tightly. The three-finger horizontal knife could only be held in one hand. His finger joints turned white and the muscles in his wrist were tight.

"It shouldn't be."

"Zang refining is the tempering of the internal organs, supplemented by the blending of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. It is not dangerous for those who break through."

The thoughts in Xue Yi's mind came out one after another.

Practicing martial arts is a hard-earned skill that requires strength, qualifications, time, and the accumulation of inner energy.

There are so many second-rate masters who are unable to break through, either because their Qi and blood have declined due to age, or their skills are limited, or they cannot obtain the treasures needed to refine their internal organs, so many people are blocked.

Although Wen Yue has been given the title of Crown Prince, with his past accumulation, there is no shortage of support.

Then Xue Yi was sure that the injury affected the qi and blood of the whole body, preventing the blood flow from surging.

He took a step forward and was about to enter the door.

"Master Xue, what are you doing?"

Chujiu quickly stopped in front of Xue Yi.

Although Xue Yi was anxious, he still explained to Chujiu: "No, the young master may have insufficient blood."

"If we delay this, our lives may be in danger."

"After the breakthrough is over, I will go in and use my inner energy to protect my heart and there is still a glimmer of hope."

Chujiu gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, shook his head and said, "You can't go in. Young Master said that he must break through."

"This is his last chance to get back on his feet."

Wen Yue had already told Chujiu in advance that no one could come in unless he called someone.

Life is important, but if you can't even stand up for the rest of your life, why do you need life!

Breakthrough or die.

"Boy, if you stop me again, I will kill you."

Xue Yi's anger surged and he pressed his big hand directly on Chujiu's shoulder.

The reason why he hasn't used the knife yet is because Chujiu has been with the young master for a long time and he doesn't want to draw a knife against him.

But Chujiu is just an ordinary person who knows some basic kung fu. If he wants to break in, Chujiu can't stop him at all.

Chujiu clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and tears flowed down his face. He pulled out the dagger from his waist, faced Xue Yi, and repeated: "I know, I know."

"But the young master told me that if you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent person. He doesn't want to live."

"No one can go in."

"Unless I die!"

"Hey, I used to be timid, but now I'm strong-willed." Xue Yi slapped the dagger from Chujiu's hand and knocked Chujiu staggering.

Xue Yi was the guard commander and the young master's mentor. He was respected even by the young master. Naturally, Chujiu did not dare to offend him and just cried on his own.

Although Xue Yi was rough and arrogant, he didn't reach out to hit anyone again.

After listening to Chujiu's words and knowing Wen Yue, Xue Yi stood directly at the door, faced with a dilemma.

"Okay, okay, stop crying and howling."

"If I don't go in, you all know that Mr. Chengquan, am I, Old Xue, ignorant?"

Xue Yi turned around and sat down on the steps, throwing aside the Hengdao in his hand that was the lifeblood of his treasure. He looked back at the wing and sighed: "Oh, what the hell is this?"

"I, Old Xue, will never take on this terrible drudgery again."