The Great Tao Chronicle

Zheng~

First there is the knife light paving, and then the knife ringing fills the ears!

The knife light is fierce, but the face of Chi Changkong holding the knife is paler than the knife light. This knife was not invented by him, but had to be used!

At the moment when there was movement in the house, an infinite terrifying murderous intent had completely locked and covered him.

Under the endless depression, he gave birth to the illusion that he would be suffocated if he didn't make a move.

Huhu~

The sudden blade wind lifted An Qisheng's long hair on the temples.

His expression remained unchanged, and at the moment when the sword light came, he raised his palm unhurriedly.

The five fingers opened slightly, but it seemed to bounce the void.

And the moment he reached out to his palm, the dimly lit room lost all its light in an instant.

It was as if night had fallen in an instant.

Bai Xian'er's expression changed drastically, she only felt that the world was pitch black, only that palm exuded a gleaming light, tyrannically squeezed away everything within sight!

The pale blade light, the turbulent airflow, and the bursting qi seemed to have all disappeared at the same time as the palm appeared.

Just watching on the sidelines has produced such a terrifying illusion.

Chi Changkong, who was the first to bear the brunt, changed his face greatly. He only felt that as soon as that palm came out, it seemed like an infinitely deep black hole swallowed everything.

The light of the knife he slashed and the infuriating qi he exhaled seemed to disappear without a sound!

Only that palm is getting bigger and bigger in his sight.

Dang!

When the flesh palm and the blade collided, there was a low sound of gold and iron symphony.

Immediately, the light reappeared.

Bai Xian'er looked up and saw that An Qisheng was sitting still, playing with a long knife between his fingers.

In front of him, Chi Changkong, dressed in black, grabbed the ground with his head, shivering, as if he had seen some terrifying scene.

"Forgive, spare your life, senior spare your life!"

With his face on the cold wooden board, Chi Changkong's expression was distorted, and infinite terror rose in his heart, except for begging for mercy, all thoughts disappeared.

"Chi Changkong!"

Bai Xian'er looked terrified and felt cold in her heart: "You follow me?"

"Forgive your life, senior, spare your life."

Chi Changkong didn't care what Bai Xian'er said, and kept begging for mercy.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?"

An Qisheng played with the long knife in his palm and spoke lightly.

"Predecessor, senior, me, I'm just following Bai Xian'er, I don't have the slightest thought of offending you, forgive me."

Chi Changkong had difficulty breathing, and he felt that the air around him became thinner following the opening of the person in front of him.

A great fear was brewing in his heart, and he couldn't help but lose sight of despair.

If he had known that there was such a terrifying existence behind Bai Xian'er, how could he have dared to follow him? ::

"Grandpa, Xian'er really didn't know that he was following me."

Bai Xian'er explained in a panic.

Having learned the lesson last time, how could she dare to think otherwise.

"in this way."

An Qisheng nodded slightly, the long knife spinning at his fingertips stagnated, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Feeling the murderous intent of Sen Han, Chi Changkong trembled and let out a sharp cry:

"Predecessor, senior! I have something to buy my life!!!"

"Tell me."

Feeling the killing intent slowed down, Chi Changkong's forehead cold sweat fell:

"Senior, I, I have a Little Holy Pill of Six Prisons. Taking it can add half a Jiazi of internal strength. Even if the senior's qi pulse is great, taking it can also increase the skill."

While speaking, Chi Changkong's heart was dripping blood.

God knows how much effort he spent in order to obtain this little holy pill of six prisons, just to wait for the last moment of condensing his energy channels to use it, and his energy channels will be completed in one fell swoop.

To impress such a master, he only has the Little Sacred Pill of Six Prisons on him.

"Little Sacred Pill of Six Prisons"

An Qisheng's eyes brightened slightly.

True Qi is formed by the fusion of internal force and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which restricts the rapid progress of many warriors in the real qi realm. In addition to the absorption of spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it is internal force.

Even if the Qi channel is complete, this kind of medicinal herb is the more the better.

Especially for him.

Whether he is physically, mentally, spiritually, or physically controlled, he is far beyond the masters of all true qi realms in this world. As long as he has enough internal strength, the formation of qi channels is not a problem for him at all!

"As long as the seniors let me go, I will definitely take the Little Holy Pill from Six Prisons and give it to you."

Feeling the pressure weakened, Chi Changkong became active, slowly straightened up, and forced a smile:

"And if you kill me, there's nothing left"

"Would you not put such a precious thing on your body?"

An Qisheng looked at Chi Changkong with a half-smile but not a smile:

"Kill you, the things are still mine."

"Senior! How precious is the Little Sacred Pill of Six Prisons, why do you carry it with you?"

Chi Changkong gritted his teeth:

"If you don't let me go, I will never give you the Little Holy Pill of Six Prisons."

"Finished?"

An Qisheng's eyes opened and closed, and a ray of light that no one could see condensed.

That is Chi Changkong's spiritual panel.

With the strength of his spiritual power, the speed of his collection of brand marks has also been greatly improved.

"senior?"

Chi Changkong raised his head.

I saw a slender finger that was as crystal clear as jade falling down and pointed straight to the center of his eyebrows.

"No!"

Chi Changkong's eyes were splitting, and he roared wildly in his heart.

How is it possible, how is it possible!

Doesn't he want the Little Holy Pill of Six Prisons?

He is clearly very interested!

boom!

An Qisheng's current physique is so strong that a snap of his fingers is enough to kill an elephant without any internal support.

With a flick of his finger, Chi Changkong's body was shaken.

The huge force penetrated into his brain instantly, shattering all his brain tissue.

His face was full of unbelievable expressions, and the man had fallen to the ground straight, blood was flowing out from the seven orifices, and the death was tragic.

"grandfather"

Bai Xian'er was also shocked.

Chi Changkong is definitely not a weak person. He has condensed the two classics of brothers and feet, and he is not much different from the two states' general catcher Mingtang, and he can be regarded as a master in the arena.

In addition, there is such a master, and it is not impossible for the qi to be great in the future.

I didn't expect to die here.

"During this period of time, more than a thousand people died in Qingzhou Mansion, you don't care much, but at this time something hurt them?"

An Qisheng glanced at Bai Xian'er lightly.

After coming to this world, what he felt the most was a worldview that was completely different from his previous and present life.

Whether it was Earth Star in the past life or Xuan Xing in this life, he never felt such a blatant disregard for life of the same kind.

For the vast majority of martial arts practitioners, ordinary people seem to be completely different from their kind.

The right path is okay, but the Demon Sect is completely sick.

But it's also true that for the people of the Demon Sect who have to kill their apprentices with their own hands, all kind of family and friendship are illusory.

Not to mention some ordinary people who don't know at all.

"how come?"

Bai Xian'er forced a smile:

"This Chi Changkong has always been wrong with Xian'er. Xian'er has long wanted to kill him. But, Grandpa, don't you want the Little Holy Pill of Six Prisons?"

An Qisheng closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again:

"The ninth house from the left in Yanyue Lane, the things under the sixteenth slate on the right side of the bedroom, you go and bring it to me."

"what?"

Bai Xian'er was stunned for a moment, then nodded, lifted Chi Changkong's body, turned over and jumped out of the window.

After a while, the shocked Bai Xian'er returned to the room with a shocked face holding a wooden box.

"Grandpa, you, how did you know?"

Bai Xian'er was incredulous in her heart, she couldn't imagine how An Qisheng did this.

"This point, you don't need to know."

An Qisheng said lightly:

"Have you done what you told you to do last time?"

"Any sect has strict control over pill recipes, and Xian'er only found one or two"

Bai Xian'er looked bitter and took out two yellow papers.

The most important secrets of any sect, one is the secret secrets of true martial arts, and the other is the medicinal formula of many medicinal herbs.

Compared with the former, the latter has a higher degree of secrecy.

Normally, there are very few people who know the pill recipe of a sect, and there is almost no possibility of rumors.

"You go, you don't have to come looking for me during this time."

An Qisheng took the wooden box and yellow paper, and gave a light command.

"Yes."

With awe in Bai Xian'er's eyes, she bowed and stepped back.

I just feel that my grandfather is getting more and more unfathomable.

pat~

With a strong spit, he shook open the wooden box, and took out the porcelain vase containing the Little Holy Pill of Six Prisons.

"Little Sacred Pill of Six Prisons"

Looking at the Little Holy Pill of Six Prisons lying quietly in the palm of his hand, An Qisheng did not rush to take it.

During this period of time, he had also dreamed of many doctors and pharmacists in his spare time. After thoroughly familiarizing himself with the pharmacology of this world, the ingredients of all medicinal pills were easy for him to identify.

A small Holy Pill of Six Prisons is not enough for him to condense into Qi, and if it is deduced from a pill recipe, it will be different.

This matter is not complicated to him. He can even formulate the medicinal recipes derived by the artificial intelligence of Xuanxing according to his own constitution, not to mention the so-called medicinal pills of the Jiufujie.

call!

An Qisheng closed his eyes slightly, many thoughts disappeared, and he fell asleep in a second.

In the dream, the same restaurant room.

He took the Little Holy Pill of Six Prisons over and over again, and began to analyze the ingredients of the Little Holy Pill of Six Prisons.

One of the Little Sacred Pill of Six Prisons is enough to increase the internal strength by half a Jiazi, and it contains a lot of medicinal materials, and the composition is extremely complex~www.readwn.com~ In addition, there are many medicinal materials that are deliberately added to prevent people from analyzing the ingredients.

It is that An Qisheng is already proficient in the pharmacology of this world at this time, and he can try again and again.

It also took a full night to sort out the pill recipe of the Little Holy Pill of Six Prisons.

Early the next morning, he instructed Xiao Er to go to the large and small pharmacies in the city and buy all kinds of medicinal herbs.

Qingzhou City was originally the number one city in Qingzhou, and in addition to the influence of the 'plague', many pharmacies frantically collected medicinal materials from nearby cities, so there was no shortage of medicinal materials.

After spending all the money that Bai Xian'er and Chi Changkong had collected on himself, all kinds of medicinal herbs filled An Qisheng's house.

"call!"

An Qisheng, who slowly woke up from his dream, glanced at the medicinal herbs in the room, and ripples appeared in the depths of his eyes:

"Without the three main medicines, the potency of the medicine is less than one-tenth of the original Six Prisons Small Holy Pill. I wonder if this room of medicinal materials and this Six Prisons Small Holy Pill can make me condense into a qi meridian."