Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel

"Innate divine power..."

Song Yun opened his mouth, and just as he was about to speak, his heart hurt, his vision suddenly went dark, and he fell to the ground.

His body was seriously injured, and he had secretly boosted his energy just now, and now he was almost exhausted.

Chu Zheng took two deep breaths, feeling the bloody smell lingering on the tip of his nose, his fingertips trembling faintly, and the excitement of attacking with all his strength has not dissipated to this day.

After calming down for a while, he quickly came to Song Yun's side and felt for his pulse.

After sensing the pulse, Chu Zheng's complexion changed slightly. The pulse from his fingertips was scattered, like raindrops from a leaking house, and wind blowing from all directions. His energy was already scattered, almost the same as a dead pulse.

Before he could think about it, a piece of information suddenly poured out of the panel in his mind.

[Song Yun (Level 0): There is a fatal arrow wound on the chest, the remaining poison in the body is not cleared, he is on the verge of death due to forced exercise, it can be repaired (0/10)]

this……

The information pouring out of his mind made Chu Zheng stunned for a moment. Can even people be repaired?

Without thinking too much, Chu Zheng tentatively used the number of repairs refreshed today twice.

call--

The effects of the two repairs were immediate. Song Yun's breathing became stronger instantly, and his pulse gradually stabilized. Although his body was still seriously injured, his life was no longer in danger.

"You are lucky."

Chu Zheng whispered, lifted Song Yun up, dragged him into the house, stuffed it under the bed and hid it carefully.

I don't know what's going on outside now, but he can't run around with Song Yun.

Chu Zheng kept the remaining three opportunities and was careful not to make any big mistakes. There were still eleven hours before the next refresh, so he always had to leave some room for changes.

When leaving, Chu Zheng turned the room upside down, then left the door wide open without locking it, and strode away.

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The dark moonlit night was already reflected red by the firelight. The ancient attic building that had lasted for hundreds of years was devoured by the raging fire. Chu Zheng's heart was as sharp as a knife when he saw it.

As a former cultural relic restorer, he could not bear to see such a scene.

Bodies were scattered on the ground, including bodyguards, servants and maids of the Song Dynasty, and masked men wearing night clothes. Their blood was all splattered on the courtyard wall.

"kill!"

After crossing two courtyards, Chu Zheng heard a cry of killing in his ears, and the sound of weapons clashing became louder and louder.

Chu Zheng tightened his grip on the mace in his hand and followed the sound with long strides. As soon as he turned the corner, he bumped into two men in black.

Both sides were shocked. Chu Zheng was tall and holding an iron mace. He looked very brave just by looking at him. With his robe stained with blood, he looked a bit scary under the moonlight.

The two men in black were equally tall and tall, holding long knives, with thick calluses between their palms and murderous eyes. At first glance, they were not easy to deal with.

After a few breaths, both parties looked at each other for a while, and then felt relieved.

Although Chu Zheng cannot clearly distinguish the strength of these martial arts practitioners now, he has already entered the Qi Refining Gate with half his foot and can observe Qi with his eyes.

The concentration of Yuan Qi in the bodies of the two people in front of them was not as high as that of the martial artist whose head had just been blown off by him.

The two men in black raised the long swords in their hands at the same time, with a ferocious look in their eyes. In their eyes, Chu Zheng's footsteps were heavy and he landed loudly. It was obvious that he didn't have much effort on his body:

"It's just a brat who hasn't condensed his energy yet. Cut off his head and hang it on the tower tomorrow!"

"Hmph, you look like a human and a dog. When grandpa cuts off your face and makes it into a mask, it won't be a waste of your face!"

Chu Zheng didn't speak. The surge of adrenaline in his body forced him to react first.

He suddenly stepped forward, picked up the mace, and stretched his muscles. There was a crackling explosion, like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring, and wisps of hot mist spurted out from his pores, like a bright light on a cold winter night. The torch was lit and white smoke billowed!

"Master of external skills!"

The mace fell, accompanied by a shrill wind howl like thunder, causing the two men in black to react instantly, their expressions changed dramatically, and they subconsciously wanted to retreat.

But it was too late. In the blink of an eye, two maces had already hit his head.

They reacted the same way as the man in black in the treasury earlier. They raised their knives, lowered their knees and straddled their horses, putting their shoulders on the back of the knives, trying to parry.

clang!

However, the powerful force of the mace far exceeded their expectations. The long knife made of fine steel was instantly shattered, and the broken blade was deeply embedded in the bones and flesh.

Click——

The remaining strength that had not dissipated pressed the two of them firmly on the bluestone slab. Half of their bones were shattered and they could not get up again.

Chu Zheng withdrew his mace and swung it again. Without any hesitation, he blew off the heads of two people.

In an instant, life and death were separated.

"If you kill someone, kill someone, why do you set fire to it?"

Chu Zheng whispered, raised his hand and shook off the blood stains on the mace, almost gritting his teeth:

"If it was destroyed so casually, if future generations want to restore it, do you know how much effort it will take?"

Damn it!

The reason why history has many flaws is because of this ruthless fire, and countless shocking secrets were buried in the flames.

This is a man-made disaster.

Chu Zheng's pace became faster and faster, and he quickly arrived at the front yard.

The front yard was already a sea of ​​fire, and in addition to the shouts of killing, there was the crackling sound of burning houses and pavilions.

Chu Zheng was running between the sea of ​​fire. When he saw someone wearing night clothes, he raised his hand and struck it with his mace. There was no enemy at all.

Soon, he rushed to the martial arts field nearby.

The martial arts arena has become a chaotic battlefield, with people fighting each other everywhere. At a glance, there are no less than dozens of people.

Among them, the most conspicuous one is Song Tonghai. He is surrounded by three people. His movements are full of sharp energy. His energy and blood are burning like a furnace. His breath is like thunder. He must be a master.

Not far from him, Song Lingxue, who was dressed in green, was also very eye-catching. She was also under siege, with six men in black beside her.

Song Tonghai was one against three and still not defeated, but Song Lingxue not far away was already in danger.

After repeated battles, her originally tied hair had become somewhat scattered and was dancing in the wind. Her clothes were stained with a lot of blood. From the cut opening of her clothes, the silver inner armor she wore could be vaguely seen.

Suddenly, the battle situation changed. Song Tonghai took a palm from a master, turned around and struck out with a green sword energy.

The sword energy roared and cut off the head of a man in black from a distance of several feet. Blood sprayed out like a fountain several feet high. Chu Zheng couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart.

The Grandmaster is indeed different from ordinary warriors and already has amazing methods.

He didn't know if he could take this sword.

With one person missing, Song Lingxue's pressure dropped sharply and she got a moment to breathe, but Song Tonghai gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Chu Zheng did not choose to take action rashly. The current battle situation was very dangerous, but he could still maintain a balance. If he intervened rashly, it might be self-defeating.

Chu Zheng looked around the martial arts field, and he quickly made a calculation in his mind, and quietly moved to a corner.

There are straw targets not far away, and long bows and arrows are hung on the racks. This is a small shooting range for practicing bow and arrow.

Click——

Chu Zheng carried a bucket of feather arrows and broke the arrows one by one, turning them into palm-long darts.

He is not proficient in archery, but he was quite proficient in darts in his previous life, and even won a prize in a professional competition.