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Chapter five hundred and twenty first sequelae

"Cough cough cough!" A hoarse voice came from the wine cellar. Early in the morning, Uncle Seven was lying on the rocking chair in the courtyard and shaking constantly. He hung a wine gourd on his mouth and kept pouring the wine from the wine gourd into his mouth.

Still drunk all night.

After all, I haven't been to receive treatment from Uncle Seven in the past few days. If Uncle Seven suddenly opened his mouth and said that he would make up for all three days of treatment, Tang Ming would kneel down.

Uncle Seventh Master can't be discovered.

This is the only thought in Tang Ming’s heart now.

He tiptoed past the wine tank full of charming wine fragrance, trying to take the opportunity to sneak into the wine cellar behind. He looked for a clean monk's robe and then quickly slipped away.

But just now he walked behind the wine jar and blocked his body with the big wine jar. He heard the uncle of the Seventh Master leaning on the rocking chair suddenly say in a hoarse voice: "Why, I haven't replied for three days. I didn't even say this hello, but I wanted to sneak in directly?"

Tang Ming's steps forward paused slightly, his right foot stiffened in the air, and he smiled awkwardly. Finally, his right foot stepped on the ground, turned around, and walked step by step to the seventh uncle behind him step by step.

"Uncle Seventh Master." Tang Ming stroked his forehead with his right hand, trying his best to cover up his embarrassment.

Uncle Seventh Master narrowed his eyes and looked at Tang Ming up and down, followed by a pair of eyes fixed on the black square scarf on Tang Ming's right wrist, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Where have you been?" Uncle Seventh Master asked straight to the point.

Tang Ming slapped his bald head: "Go to the cave of Shuangtu Peak to improve his cultivation."

Uncle Seventh Master looked at Tang Ming carefully again and then nodded: "Well, your cultivation has indeed improved a lot. It seems that he has absorbed some powerful treasures."

Tang Ming nodded without comment. Strictly speaking, the sixth stage demon crystal should be considered one of the treasures of heaven and earth.

"It's a big deal. I don't know where I got the spirit stones. Do you know that the consequences of quickly improving your cultivation will be the vanity of spiritual energy and the foundation is unstable. Although the spirit stones can improve your cultivation in a short time, you have to know that the disadvantages of improving your cultivation in this way are also huge." For some reason, the cold and cold uncle of the Seventh Master suddenly became angry.

Tang Ming widened his eyes, not only knowing the demon crystal, but also knowing the spirit stone. Who is this seventh uncle?

"I'll ask you again, have the toxins in your body recurred in the past two days?" Uncle Seven stared at the square scarf on Tang Ming's right wrist, and then said solemnly.

Tang Ming touched his chin, then shook his head: "No, I met someone in the cave, and he helped me remove it.

The toxin is coming." As Tang Ming raised his right hand and showed the square scarf on his wrist to Uncle Seventh Master to show.

Uncle Seventh Master pulled off the black square scarf and stared at Tang Ming's wound that had not healed. There was a cruel look in his eyes.

The next moment, Uncle Seventh Division's right hand slashed down.

"Hiss..." Tang Ming took a deep breath, and then the rotten meat on his wrist flew out with the waving of his right hand of Uncle Seventh Master. What landed on the ground was corroded between two more breaths and turned into vanish by the dark green toxins.

"This..." Tang Ming looked at the ground that turned into rotten meat in a blink of an eye, and felt at a loss.

Uncle Seven shook his head: "I'm very curious. Who is treating your injuries? I have to say that this hand is really a bit bad."

"Although the idea is correct, use the silver needle to speed up the flow of spiritual energy in the body and release the excess blood, this technique is too rough. When using these techniques, you should first use the Nine Heart Lotus and other medicinal materials to be used to protect the meridians that are about to be bleeding to prevent the remaining spiritual energy from floating and corroding the meridians. However, the person who applies the needle has no means to maintain it at all. Although the poisonous blood is discharged from the body with your right arm, in fact, on the other hand, it also corrodes your lower belt meridian. You can try it. Are you a little dizzy when using your right hand and circulating spiritual energy?"

Tang Ming immediately used his spiritual energy. As soon as the spiritual energy was moved to his right hand, he felt a strong blockage. Finally, the spiritual energy that was circulating in his body could not turn back into his head. He lacked the middle energy, so he naturally became dizzy.

"Come here!" Uncle Seven saw Tang Ming's dizzy look, and pulled Tang Ming over very arrogantly. His right hand was like a sharp knife, cutting it directly under Tang Ming's arm. Sure enough, it should have been bright red blood, but when it fell on the ground, it fell on the ground with a fishy smell of green blood. The stinky smell soared into the sky. Just think about it, you can know that it must be the sequelae left by Luo's treatment method that day.

Although the Immortal Shura can repair the body, it does not have the effect of removing toxins. In other words, if there is a toxin, even if the Immortal Shura really repairs Tang Ming's body, it also means that the toxin will remain in Tang Ming's body at a deeper level.

The only way to cure well is to cut off all the rotten meat that has been eroded by toxins, and finally repair it with Immortal Shura, so that Tang Ming can be restored to his peak state.

Uncle Seventh Master's palm sword floated on Tang Ming's ribs, cut the flesh and blood off it and threw it on the ground aside.

Tang Ming just gritted his teeth and endured it throughout the whole process. Although he had suffered too much pain when he was experiencing the thunder tribulation and condensed the thunder poison pill, now every knife fell on Tang Ming, he still remembered it so vividly and heart-wrenchingly.

After only three or five breaths, most of the muscles under Tang Ming's right arm were removed. Then the Seventh Master Uncle was quick in his eyes and hands. He sprayed a mouthful of strong wine on Tang Ming's wound. Finally, the white gauze was like a soul, wrapping around Tang Ming's body.

Tang Ming took a deep breath and waited until the crimson blood penetrated, then the seventh uncle nodded. The color of the blood was right, indicating that all the toxins in the belt meridian had been discharged completely.

After wrapping a bandage on Tang Ming, the seventh uncle hit Tang Ming's back with two palms again. As a warm spiritual energy poured in, Tang Ming opened his eyes. It was a heartfelt feeling of comfort, as if a basin of hot water was transmitted from the Tianling cap to the heel and spreading on his body.

"Okay, remember, you must never rely on devouring spirit stones to improve your cultivation in the future." Uncle Seventh Master said a rare good thing.

Tang Ming was stunned for a moment and pointed at his nose, then asked, "Uncle Seventh Master, is it just a simple end today?"

The Seventh Master Uncle glared at Tang Ming: "Why, you have to do some experiments to calm down. Just a few days ago, I used hundreds of poisonous insects to extract a very powerful toxin. If you want to try it, just try it. Although I don't know if it can offset the toxins in your body, I believe me, the pain is the same."

"Cough cough cough!" Tang Ming hurriedly laughed dryly, took a step back and waved his hand: "Look, Uncle Seventh Master, let's forget it, then what, if there is nothing wrong, I'll go back first!"

As he said that, Tang Ming quickly grabbed the short gap and rushed forward frantically.

In a blink of an eye, he ran back to the wine cellar, even closed the door, leaned slanted against the door, gasping heavily, and said to himself: "Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise I would have been successful by that old guy today!"

Uncle Seventh Master leaning on the chair did not move, but poured the last wine from the wine gourd into his mouth, then threw the empty wine gourd aside, shook his head at the sun in the sky.

"What I can help you is here. I can only put three seals on the Thunder Poison Pill in your body. After that, these three seals can be used up to suppress the toxins of the Thunder Poison Pill in your heart veins when you run out of your spiritual energy and can no longer suppress the toxins in your heart veins. This thing will appear, and then block the toxins that are about to leak out." Uncle Seven said to himself. After that, he closed his eyes again, as if he was enjoying this quiet and peaceful moment at the end.

Tang Ming, who entered the room, first changed himself into a clean monk's robe, then closed his eyes and sat down cross-legged on the bed.

He began to activate the Immortal Asura to repair his body. After only fifteen breaths, Tang Ming opened his eyes again. With the current Immortal Asura's might, he could repair his body to a perfect level in such a short time.

Calculate the day, everlasting Shura

After being promoted to a higher dimension, it is very difficult to advance. His immortal Shura has been out of the sense of promotion for a long time.

Tang Ming stroked his chin and said to himself: "It seems that it is time to practice his immortal Shura."

Having said that, the cultivation of Immortal Shura is extremely harsh. He either finds the remaining ghost gun or absorbs some very powerful energy. However, the two methods are not easy for Tang Ming to deal with. In the end, he can only shake his head and then choose to give up.

Continue to sit cross-legged on the bed, choose to activate spiritual energy in your body, and then consolidate your spiritual energy cultivation as much as possible.

At the same time, I passed the topographic map to the Golden Plate in my mind. At the end of the moment, I even thought about the strange dance steps of my elder brother and every move that twisted my waist in the most taboo mind.

This whole day sat cross-legged for a whole day. After the sky gradually faded, Tang Ming opened his eyes and smiled on the corner of his mouth. His golden opportunity finally came.
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