First Sword Cultivator Observation Report

In order to deceive others, they deliberately delayed for two days before hiding their bodies, and leisurely turned back to Yonghua City.Before arriving at the place, I heard the sound of thunder. I looked up, and there were dark clouds covering the sun, and it was cold and solemn, as if some mighty man was going through a catastrophe.

The formation enveloped the entire main city, and the sound of wailing followed the wind and hovered in the sky. Xie Lin stood proudly on the tower, but when he saw them coming, he showed a trace of regret.

"What happened in the city? Could it be that the war broke out in two days?"

Yan Chongcan was a little anxious, and hurriedly flew to the top of the tower to ask for details.

"Shortly after you left, Mullet City sent troops over, threatening us to form an alliance with them and attack Langxiao City together. Liu Jiang really couldn't control the huge family business that Chen Yanqing built, and now he can only ask for help from outsiders. I see It was shown that he had a posture but actually had no strength, so he refused to allow him, so he led his troops to defend the city and drove him back."

Yan Chongcan's heart relaxed, and he wondered: "Since this is the case, it should be a great joy. Why are you all so dignified?"

"Alas..." Xie Lin wiped his face, shook his head and said, "Yes, after the victory, I will go to claim credit from His Majesty, and credit the credit to you two. Who would have thought... While we were fighting, Your Majesty... Surprised by the traitor who sneaked in, he is already on the verge of death."

When the good news came back, it could be said that the whole city sang loudly. The ministers who were not dissatisfied with the emperor's deployment of troops and generals to Xie Lin were overjoyed. A group of people rushed into the palace to share the good news with the emperor.After entering the palace gate, I saw the gloomy clouds and mist in the palace, and the imperial doctors knelt together at the gate of the main hall.The servant ran out tremblingly, wailing at them, saying that it was His Majesty...it was impossible.

"What's going on here?" Yan Chongcan wondered, "Where is the assassin?"

"It's a dead man who committed suicide without leaving his soul behind." Xie Lin led him down the tower as he spoke, and told Si Jue about the situation by the way, "According to our investigation, it should be Chen Yanqing's back move. If the situation is not good for him, he will order the dead man to hold the emperor to order the princes. He should have Chen Yanqing's soul lamp in his hand. Once the soul lamp goes out, he will know that the master is dead... ..."

"So killing the emperor together is considered revenge for the Lord." Yan Chongcan continued.

Xie Lin nodded: "Exactly.

"It seems that the news of Chen Yanqing's death is known to all his confidants, and chaos is imminent in Langxiao City."

"..." Xie Lin sighed again, "You should go and see His Majesty with me first."

The servants in the dormitory were all pale and busy, as if they could only hide their panic by doing something, while the palace servants who often accompanied the emperor were kneeling at the head of his bed, constantly thinking about something, Yan Chongcan approached It was only after he had heard it clearly that it was the formula for solidifying the soul, but he recited it upside down, and it didn't have much effect.

Yan Chongcan also had a little knowledge of medical skills, so he knew at a glance that the emperor was indeed in decline.The most important thing for a monk is qi, and anger and aura are indispensable.The traitor was ruthless and had a unique technique, which directly destroyed his sea of ​​energy, making it impossible for him to absorb spiritual energy to heal himself.The energy in his body was even more stagnant and blocked, unable to flow into the meridians, and in the end he could not make ends meet in order to maintain his life, just like a dry well, unable to irrigate the vast fields.It is really not easy for him to persist until now without his soul leaving his body.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please persevere." The palace man burst into tears, crying, and picked up the Fajue again and began to read.

In just one night, the emperor's body was skinny and skinny, and he was filled with the twilight of a dying person. He even stopped breathing for a moment, and the imperial doctor next to him, who was still racking his brains for a prescription, almost passed out in fright. .

Although Xie Lin had no feelings for them, he couldn't help but said sadly at this moment: "Except for the gods, I am afraid that no one has the power to return to heaven..."

god?Yan Zhongcan's eyes flashed, thinking of something, he and Si Jue looked at each other, and saw that Si Jue had already taken out something, obviously thinking of something with him.

"I can save him." Si Jue said.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the hall was shocked.The palace man even wanted to hug his leg, but he avoided it without showing any signs.

"You, do you really have a way to save His Majesty?" The imperial doctor didn't have the heart to think about prescriptions now, forced to hide his contempt, and asked decisively.He didn't believe that such an injury could be recovered, unless the sword cultivator called Sijue was really a Daluo god... But there are no gods in the world, the emperor's ancestors were still descendants of the gods, so they would die just the same.

Si Jue ignored him and just stepped forward.He was holding a small porcelain vase in his hand, and all those present who were not low in cultivation could feel the vitality contained in it, as if a random sprinkle of it could revive the winter and regenerate the barren land.

Xie Lin's eyes lit up, "Is this a divine object?"

"It's the blood of God." Yan Chongcan explained, "It was given to us by our predecessors, enough to save a life."

divine blood?The imperial doctor still couldn't believe it, very suspicious that they were just pretentious, wanted to say check but didn't dare, the person holding the porcelain bottle was not easy to deal with, just looking at him just now almost scared him out of his wits.

After much deliberation, he finally dared not say anything to stop him, so he watched Si Jue open the bottle, grabbed the emperor's chin with one hand, and directly fed the divine blood into it.

A group of people in the hall who wanted to stop him didn't have time to ask him to wait, so they could only silently pray that what he said was true.

Yan Chongcan felt a little distressed seeing him like this.This is a relic bestowed to them by the Thundering Eagle...

But the heartache is only for a moment, he is not a greedy person, and he understands that if Jinglei Tianying is here, he will agree to use his blood to save his descendants.

"It's just... if I use my drops..." He shook his head secretly, the danger of executions is far greater than himself on weekdays, and he needs this life-saving blood even more.

In the silence, everyone lowered their heads anxiously waiting for the news. The servants could barely breathe, for fear of hearing the bad news that had tortured them for a long time.

The emperor is also very uncomfortable now, there are two streams of air in his body that are crazily crossing each other.He only felt as if he had swallowed a drop of liquid, and then his whole body was scorching hot, and the consciousness that had gone away came back under the intense stimulation, and the liquid burned fiercely in his body like some kind of hellfire.This was extremely painful, but after the heat flow passed, the whole body felt comfortable again.The dry air sea was quickly filled under the nourishment of the divine blood, the wound was mostly healed, and the spiritual energy seemed to be lured by something, and spontaneously rushed into his body.In just a few breaths, a depleted and decayed body was filled with vitality. The emperor even struggled to open his eyes and tentatively clenched his fists.

He took two deep breaths, still a little dazed, "Cough...cough, am I... still alive?"

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty!" The palace maid kneeling on the bed was the first to react, and rushed over, crying again, "You're awake! I knew you were lucky enough to have a celestial phenomenon, and you will be fine."

After being howled by him, everyone woke up and rushed over one by one, crying and laughing.

The scene was chaotic for a long time, and the emperor's strength also recovered a bit. He took a dose of medicine under the service of the imperial doctor, and became more energetic. Then he slowly got up and thanked Si Jue: "There is no repayment for saving my life. If you need anything, just talk to me."

Si Jue was impolite, and immediately said: "I need the Wanshen Cauldron."

"No!" The faces of the ministers changed drastically when they heard these three words, and they objected one after another, like a group of hens protecting their food.

"What's wrong?"

A voice came from outside the hall, and the ministers turned around with angry eyes. The moment they saw the person coming, they immediately knelt down again, trembling, hoping that he didn't see his rebellious expression just now.

"National teacher?! Give me a seat!" The emperor was very happy, and hurriedly let him come closer, "It is also thanks to you for recommending this Heavenly Venerable to me. Now that Chen Yanqing has been removed, the stone in my heart has finally fallen land."

"Your Majesty, it is because of Chen Yanqing's death that you..."

The emperor raised his lips and interrupted him: "Oh? So, it's my own fault?"

The minister trembled when he heard the words, the two were warring, and dared not speak any more.

"It was my idea to kill Chen Yanqing. It was a great achievement for him to accomplish it. Now that he saved my life, it is even more of a kindness. Do you have any objections?"

"But, the Wanshen Cauldron is a national treasure after all..."

"My life is not worth it?" The emperor always smiled gently, but this smile was surprisingly cold, making the atmosphere in the palace abnormally serious.

"What if I added my contribution to defending the city?" Xie Lin interjected in a timely manner. "Three contributions, and the promise of the national teacher, is it enough for a Ten Thousand Gods Cauldron?"

After the words fell, the national teacher snorted softly, and did not give those courtiers a chance to speak, and said lightly: "It happens that everyone is here, and now in front of His Majesty, I will make the decision to bestow the Ten Thousand Gods Cauldron on Si Jue, and Those who disobey will be dealt with as a challenge to the monarchy."

There was silence in the hall for a while, and no one dared to speak out against it no matter what their status was.

"It's very good, you follow me to fetch the tripod." The national teacher smiled with satisfaction, turned around and bowed to the emperor, "Your Majesty has just recovered from a serious injury, please rest more, and I will take care of some chores."

"I'm here to help the national teacher." The emperor hurriedly returned a salute, and happily agreed.It is really rare in a thousand years to let the national teacher do things for him.

Yan Chongcan followed the national teacher out of the door in a daze. The three of them walked in the winding corridor. Above the cornices, the extremely beautiful scenery soothed their hearts little by little.

"After taking the tripod, are you going back?" The national teacher walked in front with his hands behind his back, and asked softly.

Yan Chongcan nodded: "Yes, we have been out for too long, we cannot delay any longer."

"How to open the channel, do you understand?"

"The junior has his own plans." Yan Chongcan said.

He walked briskly, and his whole body became more and more energetic. The national teacher couldn't help laughing when he looked at him, looked into the distance, and murmured: "It's good to go home..."