Cough! Xu Ming coughed out a large mouthful of blood.

"This sword energy is so powerful!" Xu Ming murmured. He fought with Huang Jiuli and won the difficulties. Although Huang Jiuli's peak sword did not take his life, it left him with great hidden dangers.

Xu Ming forcibly suppressed the sword energy in his body and stood up slowly. Looking at everything in the cave, he couldn't help but feel like a different life. Although he gained a lot on nine days and nine nights, he kept walking by the Huangquan Road. If he didn't pay attention, his life would be over.

Xu Ming looked down at himself, "Uh, where is my clothes?" He grabbed the clothes from the ring of Zangkong and put them on. His eyes looked around with slight glances. Between life and death, no matter how small things are, after life and death, Xu Ming, who was naked and still a young man, suddenly felt embarrassed.

After nine days of burning, Xu Ming was "no hair" on his body. When he touched his big bald head, Xu Ming couldn't help but smile bitterly. This look as monkier than a monk, probably had to be maintained for a while.

Looking around, Xu Ming looked at Huang Jiuli and the blood-slaughtered corpse, and Xu Ming couldn't help but grin.

I wonder what collections these two martial arts masters have?

Staggering at his body, Xu Ming slowly walked to Huang Jiuli's body. Although he was seriously injured, Xu Ming's right arm was still quick and he found two mustard bags from Huang Jiuli's arms in just a few breaths.

Mustard seeds are Sumeru, and mustard seed bags are the most commonly used storage secret treasures for warriors. Only wealthy people among martial artists can afford it.

Seeing these two mustard bags, Xu Ming couldn't help but shine. Today, he was no longer Wu Xia Ameng, and he did not understand the common sense of warriors. The ghost king Li Wuhen's body capture, and the memories of the ghost king's life had already made up for his lack of common sense of martial arts.

"The ancients did not deceive me if they murdered and set fire to the golden belt!"

As soon as he checked the mustard seed bag, Xu Ming's eyes were bright. There were more than 2,000 Yuan stones in a mustard seed bag. Xu Ming also found his own sword, blood-clothed sword.

The Book of Kung Fu! Common Healing Pills! This one is quite poor, probably Huang Jiuli's, Xu Ming couldn't help but curl his lips

Well! When Xu Ming found a sheepskin roll, his pupils suddenly shrank. He didn't know what he thought of, and he returned to normal in the blink of an eye.

Another mustard seed bag that Huang Jiuli had collected was a fortune, so he checked it out and saw a pile of Yuanshi, a pile of bottles, a pile of jars, and a pile of miscellaneous items.

"Shengsheng Caihua Pill!"

When Xu Ming looked through, he saw a pill bottle and was overjoyed. He was sleepy and gave him a pillow. There was only one pill left in the pill bottle. I guess it was because the Blood Ruo Tu died if he didn't have the chance to take it.

Xu Ming turned his hand and swallowed the Shengsheng Caihua Pill into his belly. He saw that Xu Ming's injury was recovered to the point visible to the naked eye. Even the huge wound that had been chopped out of his left arm was numb and it seemed that he would be healed in less than a quarter of an hour.

"nice one!"

Xu Ming felt his condition and was overjoyed. Even with his amazing self-healing ability, he would have to recuperate for three or five days. Unexpectedly, this little pill had such a miraculous effect.

Shengsheng Caihua Pill is really a treasure, but unfortunately the sword energy in the body is too stubborn!

Xu Ming shook his head mockingly, and he was a little greedy.

After the injuries on his body were basically healed, Xu Ming picked up Huang Jiuli's weapon and looked around carefully. When he saw the big tripod in the cave, Xu Ming couldn't help but laugh.

"It's mine and it's mine!"

This tripod was the Qingmu tripod that Xu Ming obtained in the Ghost King Hall. It was confiscated by Qing Yunzi. Unexpectedly, after going around in circles, it returned to Xu Ming's hands.

After packing up everything, Xu Ming looked at the cave, made up his mind, so he found some firewood in the mountains and forests, a big fire, destroyed the corpse, and then burst out dozens of punches, and the cave collapsed.

"I hope I can hide it for a longer time and give me some time."

Xu Ming murmured, he didn't expect to hide this matter for how long it would take. It was difficult for him to predict the way masters such as Qingyunzi investigated. In fact, when he saw the parchment, Xu Ming felt a strong atmosphere of conspiracy.

How could the ancient magic pill appear so easily? Especially when he deliberately passed away when he saw the parchment scroll.

This technique of using the pampered scroll is extremely exquisite, but after two times Xu Ming's vision has become so strong that it is inhumane. In addition, his spiritual sense, which is exclusively a powerful martial spirit, still made him find clues.

As far as Xu Ming knows, this human-demon pill recipe was discovered by the Ghost King Li Wuhen in the Tianyun 6 Central Region a thousand years ago. The pill recipe has long been destroyed. He doesn't believe that there will be such a coincidence. Huang Jiuli will get this recipe, and it is a fake pill recipe.

Ghost King, so poisonous! Xu Ming thought of this, he couldn't help but feel like a light on his back. This time he killed Huang Jiuli, and there was another cunning old monster Li Wuhen in Qingyun Sect. Xu Ming did not plan to go back to Qingyun Sect.

Shortly after Xu Ming left the cave, a bird with three-color tail feather flew from afar. Looking at the disappeared cave, he kept hovering in the air, as if something had appeared. His spiritual eyes actually revealed a hint of sadness.

Chi~, the three-color bird whined, fluttered, and gradually disappeared into the air...

...

That night, the waning moon in the sky was like a silver hook, and there were occasional insects and birds singing in the Qingyun Mountains, and the wind rustled from time to time. Xu Ming was like a spirit monkey, leaping quickly in the mountains.

Qingyun Sect, outer kitchen.

Xu Ming quietly looked at the sleeping thin monkey, fat tiger, Dalin and Xiaolin, and couldn't help but feel deeply moved that his martial arts journey began.

Although Qingyun Sect didn't know that he had killed Huang Jiuli, he took the risk to return to the sect during the mission to give himself an explanation. He drank with Fat Tiger on the same day. He secretly promised that if martial arts were successful, he would definitely help Fat Tiger and others practice martial arts.

The next day, Fat Tiger and others got up and found that there were several bottles of elixirs at the head of the bed...

"Junior Brother Xu Ming, is it you?" Fat Tiger seemed to have thought in his eyes, but he could only keep this secret.

...

After Xu Ming gave the pill, he sneaked out of Qingyun Sect and was about to leap and leave. He looked back at Qingyun Mountain. This was his first stop in martial arts. He didn't expect to leave here and was filled with emotion for a moment.

Zhang Chen, Huo Jiaojiao, Chen Jun..., as if yesterday. Putting away his sadness, Xu Ming jumped and disappeared in front of Qingyun Mountain Gate. At this point, there was no Xu Ming, the Qingyun Sect anymore.

Since the sect asked me to go north to Green Liu City to perform tasks, if I disappear, the sect will definitely check north, so I will go south.

After a moment of thought, Xu Ming decided where he would go in the future.

Dongxingguo, Xiangshan City, a young man who looked seventeen or eighteen years old slowly walked on the street, looking east and west, with a lot of emotion in his eyes.

On the street, there were peddlers and rich young men coming and going, and there were constant shouts of business and business, but when they saw this young man, they couldn't help but be stunned.

The young monk with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes had no eyebrows, but when he looked carefully, he felt strange. The young monk's face was as pale as paper, his face was bloodless, and he was carrying a long sword on his back. He didn't look like a good family, and he couldn't help but subconsciously stay away.

This little monk is Xu Ming. He went south. He never expected that three days later, he would go back to the place where he grew up. Xu Ming lived a very uneasy life during the three days later.

Less than two days after he left the Qingyun Mountains, he could not suppress his breakthrough in his cultivation. His cultivation level rose sharply, and he actually broke through to the middle stage of the martial arts. His cultivation level increased sharply. Xu Ming still felt that his cultivation level was not at all empty, and his foundation was terrible.

If this is the case, it would be a happy event. However, the sword energy in Xu Ming's body suddenly exploded when Xu Ming's cultivation level broke through and his vitality was in turmoil and unable to suppress it, and it hurt Xu Ming's internal organs. Even if Xu Ming's cultivation level increased greatly, it would have nullified the power of the nine ox and two tigers to barely suppress the sword energy.

However, after the sword energy exploded, even if Xu Ming suppressed it, it would continue to impact Xu Ming's internal organs and eight extraordinary meridians. Xu Ming could only barely achieve balance with it and not worsen the injury. However, if he wanted to recover, it would be difficult to stop. Instead, because he wanted to suppress the sword energy, Xu Ming could only swing one or two with a sound of cultivation, barely able to be a warrior.

Although he was seriously injured, Xu Ming was also a rare master in this Xiangshan City. He was not afraid of any threats, so he was wandering around the city comfortably at this time.

"Go away, let's go away, Qingzhu helps with the work, let me go!" Xu Ming was walking around when he heard a big man shouting arrogantly. Behind him was a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, wearing a brocade robe, a braided jade ring, a necklace with a gold chain about inch thick, and a big belly. He was holding two walnuts in his hand and playing with him. He smiled and looked a little out of character. Behind him, seven or eight men of big and thick were arrogant, and proud, like a crowing rooster.

As soon as these people appeared, the streets were suddenly in chaos. Many ordinary people became flustered, some of whom looked decent, and they immediately smiled and said flatteringly:

"Hello, Ma Master, you are healthy." As he said that, he was still stuffed with something. Ma Master knew it was not a good thing at first glance.

When Xu Ming saw this Ma Master, he couldn't help laughing. This Ma Master was Ma San, the leader of the Qingzhu Gang in the west of Xiangshan City who ordered the housekeeper to beat him half to death.

Seeing this Ma San, Xu Ming seemed to be a different person. He thought he was a big shot in the past. He could not even raise the interest of revenge for the past. Otherwise, this Ma San would not be enough for him to press one finger.

Xu Ming was filled with emotion here, not afraid of Ma San at all. He was in the middle of this street and in this chaotic street.

"Where did you come from? You dare to block Master Ma's way?" A big man saw Xu Ming standing in the road and shouted arrogantly, saying that he was about to push Xu Ming away.

Xu Ming narrowed his eyes and looked at the big man coldly. The big man suddenly felt like he fell into an ice cellar, and he didn't dare to move wherever the pillar was.

He has never seen someone with such a terrible look!

Ma San is a person with vision. Looking at this scene, he stepped forward and bowed and said, "Where did the young hero come from? In Xia Qingzhu Gang Ma San, the colleagues in Meng Jianghu respect him and called him Ma Master. This time, my subordinates have lost their courtesy. I hope the young hero will be forgiven."

Xu Ming shook his head, feeling a little funny. Ma San is still of a good reputation in Xiangshan City. He can see that his eyesight is good. He looked at it and said his origins in a few words, which implied his majesty, but he was a generous apology. No one could tell that he was not here.

Xu Ming smiled and said to Ma San strangely: "You will know in the future." After that, he slowly left.

Xu Ming suddenly thought of something. He betrayed the Qingyun Sect and was about to hide from the limelight. The so-called small in the wild and large in the city, he suddenly came up with a good idea.

Ma San looked at Xu Ming's back and didn't know what Xu Ming meant. He seemed to have seen this young monk with no eyebrows somewhere, but he felt that he shouldn't forget such a distinctive person, but he couldn't remember it no matter how hard he thought about it, and he suddenly lost the interest in shopping.

"I'll give you some eyesight in the future. If you provoke someone you shouldn't mess with, don't blame me for not saving you." Ma San cursed in dismay, and was about to leave with him. He had to go and check it, otherwise he would be uneasy.

Xu Ming ignored Ma San's idea. He was walking around Xiangshan City and arrived at a slaughter shop after a while. This was the home of the butcher Zhang. Zhang guided him to go to Qingyun Sect and took good care of him since he was a child. To him, his kindness was as heavy as a mountain.

Xu Ming was like a spirit cat, and he had already entered the familiar shop without anyone noticing.

"As soon as I entered the rivers and lakes, I am as deep as the sea. Uncle Zhang, I have too many grudges, so I won't disturb you." Xu Ming saw that the inner courtyard of the shop was empty, and knew that the butcher Zhang had gone out to do business. Xu Ming left some money that was enough for the butcher Zhang to live a wealthy life, so he quietly left.

The Qingzhu Gang, the west main hall of the city, was very cautious, and a large number of elite gangs in the hall were polishing their bodies, and they were in full swing.

Xu Ming was wearing a white dress, fluttering white clothes, and a remarkable temperament. He looked at the arrogant Qingzhu Gang General Office, smiled faintly, raised his foot and walked in.

Before the guards at the door could react, Xu Ming had already crossed the gate and arrived at the yard where the elite gangs polished their bodies.

"The bold madman dared to trek into the Qingzhu Gang General Hall and seek death!" The elite gang members were shocked when they saw Xu Ming's sudden appearance. They couldn't help but shouted, and they pointed at Xu Ming with murderous intent.

Xu Ming glanced at these big men indifferently and smiled, "What are you doing? You can't be more polite?" As he said that, he looked around and kept nodding, "Well, a good place is enough to settle down. It would be even better if he planted a few more green willows here."

Xu Ming used to be a minion from the Qingzhu Gang, and he had never been to the main hall. When he saw him today, he felt very satisfied.

Seeing Xu Ming's appearance, the Qingzhu Gang was confused. He ran into the gang's main hall like this, and he was like a comment like he had entered his own home?

"Oh, by the way, I will be the leader of the Qingzhu Gang in the future!" Before the Qingzhu Gang members came forward to attack, Xu Ming said lightly again. The tone of this sentence was calm and unquestionable majesty, which made many elite members of the Qingzhu Gang dare not move.

"Hmph, little brother, Wei Feng, I just don't know if you have a strong tone?" At this moment, a voice full of energy came from the lobby in front of the yard. A middle-aged man in black uniform walked out. The middle-aged man in black uniform felt his scalp numb when he saw Xu Ming.

Xu Ming smiled lightly and said, "What, do you think of me?" Although Xu Ming laughed, the coldness in his words was self-evident.

Boom! The middle-aged man in black kicked his legs, and he looked like a hungry wolf, and he rushed towards Xu Ming with a punch.

Bang! In the flash of lightning, Xu Ming raised his legs lightly, and the middle-aged man in black flew backwards faster and smashed him hard to the ground.

"The third level of the martial arts master is not bad." Xu Ming smiled lightly and snorted coldly: "I'm not here to meet the leader of the gang!"

The air in the Qingzhu Gang Chief suddenly became colder. Before the horror in the black-clothed middle-aged man had faded, he stood up and knelt on one knee and said, "Shi Pinghai, see the leader of the gang!"
Chapter completed!