"The birth and creation pill, flesh and white bones enter life and death, and creation and death are indeed the supreme spiritual pills for healing and expelling poisons! Unfortunately, the old Taoist, I strongly use the method of transforming the Tao in the secret heart scriptures of this sect. I temporarily regain my skills and doubled their strength. I will first hurt my mind and then damage my jingyuan blood and energy. It is difficult for the Daluo Golden Immortal to come to earth to save it."

After taking a pill of Shengsheng Creation, Lingxuzi regained his energy, smiled bitterly, and sighed: "It is really worth using such a pill like the old Taoist who is about to enter his body."

"It's just a pill, nothing worth it." Wang shook his head, and his fingers lit up Lingxuzi's pulse, frowned slightly.

"Well, thanks to your pill for prolonging my life, I won't let this Taoist system break itself..."

Ling Xuzi smiled, with a sense of nostalgia in his eyes, and said, "I have never mentioned it to you before. The old Taoist sect is called 'Xuanzhen Tao'..."

"Senior, although your injuries are severe, they may not be helpless. Even if you are helpless, I still have a teacher whose medical skills are far above me."

Wang Dong said in the intercept.

"Even so, it's okay to listen to me."

Ling Xuzi waved his hand and stared at Wang Dong stubbornly.

Wang Dong knew that Lingxuzi was afraid that he would not have much time, so he could only sigh, "Okay, senior, but even if you want to say that, you must leave this place of right and wrong first."

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Dong found a broken temple located in the valley in the deep mountains and forests. Lingxuzi's ability to reunite with secret techniques gradually disintegrates, and his face is a little pale, but the medicinal power of Shengsheng Creation Pill is also constantly exerting effect. For a time, his power has recovered a little, and he cannot see the serious injury and dying situation.

After finding a seat, Ling Xuzi sat cross-legged and continued the topic just now.

"It has been nearly three hundred years since the founding of the Xuanzhen Patriarch, and there have been eleven generations here! The Xuanzhen Patriarch originally established a sect in Zhongzhou and has had several generations of glory. However, when the seventh generation of sect was born, a sudden change occurred and this sect declined."

The land of Zhongzhou, gathering the 19 states and jinghua, is also a place for martial arts to compete for saints. This Xuanzhen Taoist can establish a sect in Zhongzhou and has experienced several generations of glory, which is obviously not that simple.

Wang Dong thought to himself.

"What's that happening?" Wang Dong asked.

Ling Xuzi smiled bitterly and shook her head, sighed: "That was at least a hundred years ago. The truth is no longer known, but..."

He paused and said, "Is the cloth that the old Taoist gave you still on your body?"

"Of course." Wang Dong nodded, took out the piece of cloth and sent it to Lingxuzi.

This piece of cloth was given by Ri Lingxuzi when he left Mount Wu. The cloth surface recorded his medical experience, but it was just the surface of the gift. The real situation was that this piece of cloth was not damaged when it was fire, but instead, after being calcined by the fire, a secret picture would appear.

Ling Xuzi didn't reach out to pick it up, and smiled and said, "Look at how you look, you should already know the secret of this cloth."

Wang Dong nodded: "Yes, after I burned it with fire, I saw an ancient picture."

"Oh! This is the only clue left in the incident that happened more than a hundred years ago by Xuanzhendao. When the seven generations of ancestors traveled and returned seriously injured, they only brought back this cloth. After a few ripples, they passed away. After several generations, our sect was pursuing this clue, but they were still fruitless! Finally, when it was my master, he accidentally discovered the secret in the cloth. He exhausted his life's energy. According to the picture, he found Mount Wu..."

Wang Dong nodded. Although the picture was not very detailed, it was undoubtedly Wushan with only those blurred traces. However, this was because he was quite familiar with Wushan. Lingxuzi's teacher traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers to find this place with such a unclear picture. Although Wang Dong had not seen it with his own eyes, he could still imagine it.

"Since the senior teacher has found the mountain, the secret on this picture..."

Ling Xuzi shook his head and said, "It's good that things are so simple. Unfortunately, although my master found the place in the picture, he got the door and couldn't go deeper! I also asked my master back then. According to his old man, the picture shows that it is a place where he entered a strange and dangerous place. If he doesn't enter the state of prenatal prenatal, he must not take a step, otherwise it will be unpredictable and will be worried about his life! Alas, my master is originally a talent for absolute and his fu is ten times higher than mine, but he went to the family to find the secrets in the picture, exhausted his life's efforts, but he wasted his martial arts and never set foot in the state of prenatal prenatal in his life..."

Ling Xuzi sighed and regretted again. After a long time, he said: "The old Taoist follows the teachings of his master, but unfortunately his qualifications are dull, and it is difficult to return Xianyao after decades of cultivation! Alas! The way of martial arts, the older the age, the narrower the road! I already knew Xianyao had no hope for the rest of my life, and I just thought about fighting to the death for the rest of my life, but now this is not possible."

Since Wang Dong met Lingxuzi, this old man has always been a gamer and open-minded, but unexpectedly, he sighed in this short moment.

The path of martial arts, as you grow older, will not break out of the category of later life, it will indeed become narrower and narrower. The state of first life does not refer to one type, but is the coordination between the spirit and the body!

Although the mind of the spirit is not limited by age, the blood and energy of the jingyuan will gradually decline as they age. Even if Lingxuzi is not seriously injured, with his age, it is afraid that it will be difficult to return the prenatal prenatal.

Ling Xuzi's eyes fell on Wang Dong, and he turned his mind and said, "When I saw it, the old Taoist knew that your Ao Fu is so high that it can be passed on to this sect. And I have to deal with the Heisha Sect, so I gave you that cloth! Now it seems that my vision is right, your Ao Fu is higher than I thought."

"Senior is too proud." Wang Dong said.

Ling Xuzi shook his head and said regretfully: "It's a pity that you already have a master. It's hard for the old Taoist to let you join my sect again." He paused and continued: "My Xuanzhen Dao martial arts originally had three magical skills, namely the Guizhen Sutra, the Heart Sutra and the Xuanzhen Sutra listed on both! Unfortunately, there are only the Heart Sutra left now, and the rest have eighteen unique skills, and most of the thirty-six small techniques have been lost!"

Wang Dong was a little surprised. He had already guessed that the Xuanzhen Tao was not simple, but it seemed that Ling Xuzi said this, it seemed much more powerful than he thought.

It would be fine if I had never seen other unique skills of Xuanzhendao, but the Heart True Sutra could make Lingxuzi regain his true energy when his dantian was broken. Although it was only a short time, it was extremely wonderful, but there were even better Xuanzhen Sutras in Xuanzhendao.

"The old Taoist learned in his body, except for the true scriptures of the Heart, the crackling sword of the hidden fingers, and the sound of Wuji Taoist... It doesn't matter whether the other small Taoist methods can be passed on! Let's talk about you together now. If you can find one in the future, then pass it on. If not, then there is no need to force it..."

...After a rift, a boat went downstream and headed to Suiyang County City.

Ling Xuzi fell into a deep sleep shortly after passing on the recipe of Wang Dong's Heart Method. He was too seriously injured and his internal strength was completely useless. If he had not been protected by the power of the elixir of life creation, he would probably not be able to hold on for a moment or three moments!

Even so, the situation is very dangerous.

With Wang Dong's medical skills, he could not find any good solution for a while, so he had to ask his teacher, Doctor Mo, for help. However, Lingxuzi's situation should not be exhausted, and he had to be on guard against the counterattack of the Black Evil Sect! Therefore, before returning to the Sanhe Gang, he had to settle Lingxuzi in a safe place.

Suiyang County, Iron Palm Cao Mansion!

Not only did Lingxuzi and the "Iron Palm Fairy" Cao Zhen know each other, but he also drove away the poison for Cao Yuner. Wang Dong also had a slight relationship with Cao'er's mansion. He was Cao Yuner's teacher! In case of Lingxuzi, Cao Zhen naturally could not bear to watch!

Of course, the most important thing is that only the first-class master of "Iron Palm Immortal" Cao Zhen can make the Black Evil Sect afraid.

The itinerary is very fast and we have arrived in Suiyang County in the evening!

After the Dingzhou Martial Arts Association, Wang Dong was already very famous. His arrival was that even Cao Zhen personally left the mansion to greet him. After learning about Wang Dong's intention, Cao Zhen did not hesitate at all.

In fact, the Cao family and the Heisha Sect are already life-and-death enemies and there is no room for relief by relying solely on the matter of the Black Evil Sect to destroy the Five Lakes Alliance!

After settled Lingxuzi, Wang Dong left some pills and left without wandering too much.

When he left the city, he met a few old friends again, including Qin Jun, Li He, Du Yaowei, Jiang Yan, and Zhang Yurong!

After half a year, Qin Jun was brave enough to pull Wang Dong to drink. After learning that Wang Dong had something urgent, he had to give up. The two sides had a brief conversation for a while and made an appointment for the next time to meet. Wang Dong hurriedly left.

Wang Dong did not take a boat, but instead carried out his body skills to rush to Yujun, rushing to the sky! With his cultivation level at this time, his speed of boarding was far behind with his light skills.

Moreover, he also wanted to use this to confirm something and fight with the eagle. Although he had not broken through the state of prenatal prenatality, he was only half a step away.

If you think about it carefully, it may not be a good thing to not make a breakthrough at that time. At that time, Wang Dong forced himself to pass the barrier by accumulating a lot of skills by absorbing stars. It sounds good, but in fact it is not as natural as it can be promoted. Moreover, its skills are impure, which will also have great disadvantages for future practice.

While confirming his experience, he used the Shenzhao Sutra to purify his skills. He arrived in Yangyu County in a few seconds.

Finally returned to the Sanhe Gang.

Standing on the high ground, looking at the Sanhe Gang's large schoolyard, there were many Sanhe Gang disciples passing by. Rows of new people stood in an orderly manner on the schoolyard, as if another round of new entry was in the gang.

Wang Dong felt a little aftertaste. He was standing on the campus like this, facing the scorching heat. If it weren't for Ding Xuan's secretly learning the breathing method, it would be difficult for him to pass.

Ding Xuan went to Jinzhou and joined the "Fenyue Valley" of her teacher, Widow Hua, Liu Yeqing. Before leaving, she agreed to meet again three or seven years later. More than a year has passed, but she doesn't know what the situation is.

Wang Dong thought, jumped down, and quietly rushed into the campus.

On the campus, although there were a group of new students, the same thing as a few years ago was that Yi 1ri, who stood in front of the lecture, was the "Black-faced God" Ma Yong, who was ranked among the top five masters of the Sanhe Gang. He had a very powerful palm power in one hand. Wang Dong felt that this was unfathomable, but now it seems that this is the case. He was about seven or eight levels later.

Behind Ma Yong, Wang Dong saw some of the same group of "clients" who had been their coach. Lin Mubai already had a majestic face. Judging from his clothes, he had become the leader of the steward, Yue Yicheng and Zhang Mang became deacons. With their age, they could be called young people.

The black-faced god Ma Yong was talking to a group of new dens. Lin Mubai, Yue Yicheng, and Zhang Mang came in and talked behind. Others were looking at the nose and the heart, and in awe. This also showed a very good status. Not to mention the awesomeness in the eyes of a group of new dens, even the Ying Ying disciples in the Sanhe Gang were respectful.

Ma Yong finished his speech and was about to leave, but he was stunned and looked at a place. There was a sudden increase in entry! The Sanhe Gang's large school yard is not a sports field. If you want to enter, there were some disciples guarding the periphery, but even he himself didn't know when he came.

"Master Ma, long time no see!"

Wang Dong raised the wine pot in his hand and greeted him.

"You...!" Ma Yong's eyes narrowed and his brows frowned. Although he felt that he looked familiar, he could never remember who it was.

At this moment, Yue Yicheng and Zhang Mang exclaimed: "Wang Dong!" They were surprised and looked over in a flash, and they were shocked.

At this Dingzhou Martial Arts Fair, many dark horses emerged from the younger generation, and they all cut off the previous generation's famous players to the ground. The darkest dark horse was Wang Dong, who lost to all sides, and even Yin could enter the battle, and eventually lost to Xiao Xuanfeng. The news came out and it was already famous in Dingzhou.

The information that Wang Dong was born into the Sanhe Gang could not be hidden, and he had been dug out! His name might not be anything else, but when the Sanhe Gang sounded, he really had the magic of changing the wind and clouds. Yue Yicheng, Zhang Mang and others exclaimed in surprise, and the eyes of the crowd were already casting over, revealing a shocked and respectful god. The group of new men standing in the school grounds were even more excited!

Ma Yong was even more surprised and stared at Wang Dong for a moment and said, "Wang Dong? 'Blood-Drinking Knife' Wang Dong?" His eyes were involuntarily removed, but he did not see the famous blood knife.

"Wang Dong, why are you back?" Zhang Mang suddenly stepped forward.

"Oh, can't I come back?" Wang Dong smiled and said, "I'm here to come for my teacher, let's stop talking!"

After saying that, he walked in as if he was not in the other side, and strided inward.

"stop!"

Fang walked a few meters away, and suddenly a loud shout sounded, and a palm wind came from behind. With a puff, a palm force was about to spit on his vest.

However, Wang Dong didn't even move. As the palm force was spewing, the vest shook and the palm force was silently resolved.

Dingdengdengdeng... Behind him, Ma Yong staggered backwards, and suddenly changed! His palm power that could open the stone was not qualified to hurt the other party.

Wang Dong turned around and looked at Ma Yong and said, "Master Ma, what do you mean?"

Ma Yong stared at Wang Dong for a while, then breathed and said, "Ma is just a test. Wang Dong, the blood-drinking knife, is indeed well-known, hahahaha!"

I laughed twice with ugly face.

"Is that right?" Wang Dong didn't say anything, his body shook and flashed into it.
Chapter completed!