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Chapter 7 Complete Zang-Fu Qi-Nourishing Internal Power!

The next morning, the sun rose.

Li Zhengjing closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. Although the golden pages absorbed the poison last night, but the alcohol was still there, he slept a little deeper this time.

Outside the courtyard, Deacon Lin and Deacon Fan had checked the environment of the twelve courtyards, and asked the twelve outer disciples to follow the inspection and came to Li Zhengjing's door.

Pushing open the courtyard door, the inside is in a mess, with fallen leaves everywhere, and the stone table in the courtyard has not even put away the supper bowls and chopsticks from last night.

Recently, Li Zhengjing was worried and stressed, and he didn't bother to take care of the courtyard. At this moment, a bleak scene appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Disciple of the Immortal Sect, how can you be so sloppy, and live in such a mess?"

"I'm afraid it's because I consciously want to move into the inner door, and I don't bother to pay attention to the courtyard of our outer door."

"Let Li Zhengjing come out and be punished!"

Deacon Lin walked into the room first, followed by Deacon Fan and twelve outer disciples.

In the room, Li Zhengjing was sleeping with his clothes on, lying on the bed, closing his eyes and not speaking. Due to the recent injuries to his viscera, he was faintly white with blue, and his face was bloodless.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but Deacon Lin stepped forward, took a look at his face, he didn't look like a living person, and immediately sighed: "He died of poisoning."

"What? Li Zhengjing is dead?"

"How did he die?"

The other twelve outer disciples were all horrified.

Most of them have just started, and they are not too old. Most of them have never seen a dead person with their own eyes.

"At the beginning of Li Zhengjing's introduction, he raised poisonous insects privately, and was poisoned once. It seems that he secretly raised poisonous insects again, and poisoned himself... It is really a shame to die!"

Deacon Fan picked up the medicine cauldron that had been stripped of miscellaneous spirit stones, and said, "This should be a utensil for feeding Gu worms."

Deacon Lin sighed, and said, "Take away the evidence of the medicine cauldron, and send someone to report it to the Law Enforcement Hall for them to come and inspect it."

After speaking, he took out a straw mat from his pocket and spread it on the ground, then took out a white cloth and covered the boy's face.

He withdrew his hand and was about to speak.

A hand was seen tearing off the white cloth.

The atmosphere in the room instantly became silent!

The hand that tore off the white cloth was actually Li Zhengjing's own hand!

"Cheat the corpse!"

A disciple from the outer sect exclaimed, and suddenly there was chaos.

"Cheat your uncle!"

Li Zhengjing grunted, threw the white cloth on the ground, glanced at the straw mat, and then looked up at Deacon Lin who was full of horror.

"The two deacons have even prepared straw mat wrapping corpses."

Li Zhengjing's heart warmed up, he was moved a little bit, and thought to himself: "These days, every crisis has shown that there is no whole body, but this time, they are actually planning to leave me a whole body! As the saying goes, If you are alive, you should know how to repay them, and I will definitely leave them a whole body in the future, so that they can die calmly and decently!"

"Li Zhengjing!"

Deacon Lin was taken aback just now, but now he came to his senses, waved his sleeves and said, "Why are you pretending to be dead if you're not dead?"

Deacon Fan also frowned at this moment, comforted the twelve outer disciples, and then said: "Today's routine inspection is about the environment of each courtyard. You are in a mess here, and you deserve to be punished!"

"The disciple is willing to confiscate the medicinal bath materials for the next month as a punishment."

Li Zhengjing stood up, spread his hands, and said, "January medicinal bath materials, the punishment is quite heavy, now...you can leave!"

The two deacons snorted coldly and left in a huff.

Twelve outer disciples followed closely behind.

The courtyard became deserted and desolate again.

Li Zhengjing stretched his waist and thought in his heart: "To tamper with viscera and nourish qi internal energy, and distribute it to my hands, five deacons need to go through, and Chen Youyu is one... It seems that these two deacons should also participate in it."

Thinking this way, he kicked the straw mat and white cloth aside, washed up, and went straight to the library.

And among the two deacons of the library today, one of them was shocked when he saw Li Zhengjing, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Deacon Zhou, are you surprised to see me?"

Li Zhengjing said with a smile and waved his hand.

He watched the other person's face change, shocked and terrified, he couldn't help guessing in his heart, perhaps this deacon Zhou Shaojie was also one of the five deacons who tampered with the exercises.

Immediately Li Zhengjing stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Your old man's ability to change his face can be used as a street performer. In the future, if you are expelled from the school, you will not be afraid of starving to death on the street."

After finishing speaking, he didn't stop, and went straight to the second floor of the library.

Pei Ying wasn't in the library today, probably because he was drunk last night and didn't know he was lying on the bed of that little wave hoof. Li Zhengjing couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He still wanted to continue to communicate with Pei Ying and have another meal with him tonight of.

Sighing, Li Zhengjing went straight to the sixth bookshelf, column No.12, took out the six classics No.30, and continued to browse through yesterday's content.

At the same time, Pei Ying was sleeping on Chen Youyu's bed. The two were drunk last night and fell asleep hugging each other.

After all, Chen Youyu cultivated inner qi, and he woke up earlier than Pei Ying. He opened his eyes and felt refreshed. He got up immediately, fastened his belt, walked to the window sill, and looked at the sunny outside, feeling good.

Thinking of yesterday at this time, I was still worried until dawn, and still did not fall asleep, worried that Li Zhengjing would not die, and that sooner or later he would go to the soul-slaying stage, his soul would be scattered, and he would never be reborn.

When I woke up today, everything was resolved.

He laughed, his old face turned into a chrysanthemum, and thinking of last night in front of everyone, he couldn't stop crying and choked up, and his old face was shy, and he said in a low voice: "I lost my mind, I lost my mind..."

At this moment, the courtyard door was suddenly pushed open.

Deacon Lin and the other three rushed in angrily.

"Where's Pei Ying?"

"Lying on the old man's bed, what's wrong?"

Chen Youyu looked at the crowd, his smile stopped suddenly, his heart felt uneasy, and he said, "Didn't you guys go to collect Li Zhengjing's body?"

Deacon Lin came forward, with a cold face, and said, "It's taken, the straw mat has been spread out, and the white cloth is covering his face."

Chen Youyu couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Then he should be buried, why did he come here?"

Deacon Fan said casually: "But Li Zhengjing stretched out his hand and tore off the white cloth."

Chen Youyu stood there as if struck by lightning, silent for a while.

Overjoyed and saddened, his mood fluctuated, for a moment he felt that the sky was dim and the earth was dark, the world was upside down, and he almost fell to the ground.

Holding on to the railing, he panted, "Not dead?"

The three deacons nodded in unison, and replied: "Not dead."

Chen Youyu turned to look at Pei Ying who was on the bed, and shouted angrily.

"Let the old man hang him up and beat him! Give me a hard beat!"

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Sunset and dusk, the sky is getting late.

Li Zhengjing has already read all the books in this book, he doesn't need to ponder the whole book word by word, he only needs to use Wu Dingshan's mysterious word selection skills to choose the corresponding words and keep them in his heart.

Therefore, his reading speed is much faster than normal flipping.

For a whole day, he had memorized all the secrets of the tiger and leopard Leiyin's prison-suppressing skills hidden in this classic book in his heart.

In order to avoid any mistakes or omissions, he even compared what he wrote in his heart with what was written on the classics eleven times back and forth. After confirming that there were no mistakes or omissions, he let out a sigh of relief and put them back on the bookshelf.

"That's it...the most overbearing visceral nourishment and internal energy of the Yuhua Immortal Sect, I have kept it in my heart."

Li Zhengjing walked down the library, thinking to himself: "I have to go back and write it silently, try to figure it out, and strive to understand this method as soon as possible!"

He was a little excited, because tonight was the third night of hanging wine in his gazebo!
At this moment, he has successfully obtained the complete viscera nourishing qi internal strength.

And if it goes well tonight, he will also be able to obtain the Five Elements Creation Tree that heals his visceral injuries!
"Now that I have acquired the cultivation technique, and my injuries are healed tonight, I can concentrate on my cultivation and temporarily break through the immediate crisis!"

Li Zhengjing clenched his palms tightly, feeling quite excited in his heart. He decided to start from tomorrow and stay out of seclusion until he thoroughly comprehended the "Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound Prison Suppressing Art" and cultivated to the realm of "Inner Qi"!
He couldn't wait to go back to his residence, wrote down all the words he had written on the paper, looked back and forth, and confirmed that the words were correct, and then he was relieved, and began to comprehend the practice method of Hubao Leiyin's Prison Suppressing Gong.

He tried to exercise energy, but felt the viscera being pulled, which was extremely painful. He had no choice but to give up trying, and thought to himself: "It seems that we have to wait for the viscera to heal before we can try to practice."

Thinking of this, he looked up, it was getting late, and he couldn't help feeling dignified. He carefully wrote down the paper that recorded the tiger and leopard Leiyin's prison-suppressing skills back and forth. This paper was burned.

Then he sorted out the twelve altars of spirits, put them in a wooden box, carried them on his shoulders, and went out at night.

However, just after he left, about half an hour later, a figure crossed the wall, hid behind the rockery for a moment, and scanned the courtyard.

"Oops! Nobody's home!"

The figure walked briskly like the wind, crossed the wall again, and came straight to Chen Youyu's residence.

Under the moonlight, he took off the black mask, and it was Deacon Lin.

"Li Zhengjing is not at home, wait until he returns!"

Deacon Lin looked at everyone and said, "I will continue to monitor Li Zhengjing's residence. When the time comes, I will release 'it' and let 'it' tear Li Zhengjing alive!"

(End of this chapter)