During the battle of Guanshan, Xia Kui was injured by the Demon Emperor's Heavenly Demon Blade, and he was unable to expel the strange true energy left in his body.

The true energy is like a gangrene attached to the bone, entangled with his own true energy. Although it is not fatal, it keeps devouring his true energy, leaving him helpless and can only cultivate more true energy to compete with it.

Xia Kui was revealed by Wu Jun's words about the martial arts he had learned, and immediately woke up from his cultivation and looked at him with a little surprise.

Wu Jun also looked at Xia Kui and said, "The true qi cultivated in the "Wanshou Emperor Ji Jing" relies on devouring true energy to strengthen itself. After practicing to the second level, even if you do not actively practice, it will operate on its own. Even if you enter the enemy's body, the devouring characteristics will not disappear."

"There are only two ways to treat people who are injured by this kind of exercise."

Zhao Lan asked skeptically: "Which two types?"

Wu Jun frowned and held up his chin and said, "The first method is to let my uncle practice the "Wanshou Emperor Sutra". As long as you practice this technique to the sixth level, you can refine the alien true qi in your body by yourself."

Wu Jun said, and took out a book from the treasure bag on his waist, with the words "Wanshou Huangji Sutra" written on it.

All the people in the room were stunned and looked at the book in disbelief.

Xia Kui came back to his senses first and asked with a serious expression: "Where did you get this book?"

Wu Jun remembered the old man who died in a bad life and couldn't help but sigh slightly: "A stubborn old man gave me. I just met him for a while, and he was eaten by a monster. I paid the money for the funeral."

Xia Kui frowned and quickly said relievedly: "Although this "Wanshou Emperor's Sutra" is a martial art of the demon clan, it is not surprising that he has left the successors of other branches in the world."

As he said that, a terrifying divine light lit up in his eyes, he carefully looked at Wu Jun's body, and said, "The true essence of the martial arts you practiced is condensed in the sea of ​​Qi, but the true essence of the demon emperor is in the Dantian. This is almost considered two kinds of martial arts."

"Even if I can refine this secret book, it may be difficult to resolve the true energy left by the Demon King in his body. What's more, this technique conflicts with my "God of War" and practice together, and the consequences are unpredictable."

The hope that Zhao Lan had just ignited fell into nothing in an instant, and she couldn't help but sigh: "Let's think of other ways."

After hearing this, Wu Jun said with some anticipation: "Since my uncle cannot practice this technique, I can only try another way. Let me try to remove the Demon King's true energy!"

Xia Kui slowly put away his martial arts, his eyes returned to normal, and he nodded happily and said, "Okay!"

Wu Jun quickly bowed and said, "Uncle, please wait a few days and let my nephew prepare well to ensure that everything is foolproof!" After that, he quickly walked out of the door.

After watching Wu Jun's figure disappear, Qin Yue'er immediately explained anxiously: "Dad, Wu Jun's medical skills are a bit strange. So far, no patient has been cured. Dad, you must not let him treat him!"

Looking at his anxious daughter, Xiakui smiled calmly: "Don't worry, Daoshan Huohai's father has come here. No matter how weird his medical skills are, he can still chop me up."

As he finished speaking, a strange sound suddenly sounded outside the door, and he looked outside the door.

Under the moonlight, Wu Jun found a whetstone from somewhere, and there was a rusty pig-killing knife in his hand. He sharpened the knife with a weird smile on his face. From time to time, he looked into the house and made a weird smile in his mouth...

The calmness on Xiakui's face disappeared in an instant, and he stared at his daughter like a ghost in the sun.

"That's what you said...is it a little weird?"

Looking at Wu Jun who sharpened his knife and rushed towards his parents, Qin Yue'er sighed heavily, looking at her father helplessly, showing an expression of "this is it".

Xiakui: "..."

...

In the Tai Chi Hall of the Imperial Palace, Princess Changping, who had changed her clothes, came to Emperor Zhenyuan and told the story of the attack on the road.

After hearing this, Emperor Zhenyuan was silent for a moment. With a wave of his right hand, the old eunuch walked out and took a secret commentary and said: "Yesterday, the body of the guard Zhao Jie was found near the Longchuan Academy. The results of the coroner's autopsy showed that this person had been dead for at least ten days."

"That is to say, before the princess set off, someone killed her and mixed into the accompanying team as he pretended to be his identity."

Emperor Zhenyuan coughed and asked, "What is the cause of Zhao Jie's death?"

The old eunuch bent down and did not dare to raise his head to instruct the emperor. He replied in a low voice: "The Taoist sect's qi blowing technique, the Buddhist seal, and... and the Confucian sect's verbal criticism!"

Emperor Zhenyuan said with a gloomy face: "How can Zhao Jie be killed by the masters of the three sects join forces! Investigate and investigate it thoroughly to me!"

The old eunuch trembled and took a few steps back, turned around and walked out of the hall.

Changping knelt on the ground with a pale face and said earnestly: "Father, my son-in-law have been studying in Longchuan Academy for the past two years and have never caused trouble. Please ask my father to understand!"

Emperor Zhenyuan patrolled Changping's face with a deep face for a moment, and said, "Get up, this is not your problem. This is someone plotting against the royal family and trying to embarrass me! These traitors are really bold!"

Changping breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "Father, the ceremony of ancestor worship is about to be held, and other princes are also on the way back to Beijing. My son is afraid that they will not benefit the brothers..."

Emperor Zhenyuan's face changed and he coughed violently. Seeing this, Changping hurriedly stepped forward and became angry for him.

Emperor Zhenyuan took out a porcelain bottle from his waist, poured out a pill and took it. He quickly stopped coughing and said, "Yuanjie is already a grandmaster in the Grandmaster realm, and there are elite soldiers from all kinds of battles in the army around him. The thieves dare not attack him. As for Yuanmin, I will send someone to help him."

Changping nodded and looked at Emperor Zhenyuan with concern and said, "The safety of the country in Daxia is all due to the father alone. You must take care of the dragon body."

Emperor Zhenyuan sighed slightly and said, "The father may not last long. Unfortunately, the prince is mediocre, the second brother is warlike, Yuan Min... Alas, I won't mention this rebellious son anymore! If the foundation of the ancestors is ruined by my hands, what kind of face do I have to meet the ancestors and ancestors in the nine fountains!"

Changping's face was a little stiff when he listened to the emperor's criticism of his brothers, and he did not dare to respond. Instead, he changed the topic: "The person who saved his son is a miracle doctor. If he had the permission of his father, he could ask him to treat his father."
Chapter completed!