"Holy Monk, is this person really Yang Xingzhou?"

"The Immortal Immortal was killed by him, should we deal with this matter?"

"If he is Yang Xingzhou, who is Xue Mingyu? Are they two sides of the same body? Are they the same person?"

"I think they are the same person. Otherwise, why did Yang Xingzhou suddenly appear this year without any news related to it? This is completely unreasonable! There is no master who works behind closed doors in the world. Xue Mingyu should be Yang Xingzhou who was exposed before.

Identity! If we don’t work together to capture this beast today, I’m afraid we’ll still be kept in the dark!”

After Yang Xingzhou left, Wu Xiangseng, Sha Tianfang and others looked gloomy and remained silent, secretly checking their surroundings to see if they had really been poisoned by Yang Xingzhou.

The rest of the younger generation did not take Yang Xingzhou's words seriously. No one thought that Yang Xingzhou would have the opportunity to poison them. They only cared about Yang Xingzhou's true identity, so they kept discussing.

"Don't say any more!"

Sha Tianfang, an old man from Xining, suddenly shouted loudly: "You guys, hurry up and take the antidote pill, that thief really poisoned us!"

Sha Tianfang's eyebrows were wide open, his eyes were full of panic, and he shouted to everyone: "Hurry up and adjust your breathing. If you have detoxification pills on your body, take a few pills first, and let the holy monk diagnose you later!"

He had just looked around his body and found that the meridians in his body were stagnant and the internal air flow was not smooth. As soon as he moved his breath, he felt dizzy and swollen, and his whole body felt weak. He immediately became frightened and immediately alerted everyone.

At this time, Zhuang Jie, Master Wangqing, Xiang Qingqiu and others had also realized that something was wrong. They scolded everyone together and took out the antidote pills they had on them and swallowed them, all with nervous expressions on their faces.

White air rose up all over Monk Wuxiang's body, and in just a moment, the poisonous air was forced out of his body. He clasped his hands together and sighed: "It's so good, so good, what a powerful poison, what a clever way of poisoning! I am still the first person to do this in decades.

A poisoning."

While he was talking, a figure suddenly flashed, and Yang Xingzhou's figure appeared in the air in the courtyard again. He turned like a dragon in the air, grasping with both hands, and several packages of medicinal materials hanging on a big tree flew up in the air and landed on his.

in hand.

After taking several packages of medicinal materials into his hands, Yang Xingzhou laughed out loud as everyone looked shocked and angry. He quickly disappeared in the air, and only a faint voice came: "My poison is easy to cure, just drink a bowl."

Horse urine will detoxify itself! Hahahaha..."

The corners of Wuxiang Monk's eyes twitched, and even though his Zen mind was strong, there was no nameless fire at this moment.

He has seen a lot of despicable and shameless people in his life, but this is the first time he has encountered someone as shameless as Yang Xingzhou.

When he forced the poison just now, he had noticed that the poisonous gas was so violent that it could not be forced out by those who were not innately powerful. There were only a few sect master-level masters at the scene who could expel the poisonous gas from the body. The other juniors, no matter how high their cultivation levels were, had their own abilities.

The limit is, if you want to detoxify, you must have an antidote.

In particular, the poison is so violent that it corrodes the eight meridians and penetrates directly into the internal organs. If it is not released in time, even if the poisonous gas can be forced out in the future, the meridians will be damaged and the martial arts will be greatly compromised.

Wuxiang Monk's face kept changing. He scanned the crowd and found that everyone's faces were extremely ugly. Little nun Yunsu and several women were all pale and their bodies were crumbling. If they were allowed to drink horse urine, it would be better to kill them.

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The other young masters also looked at each other, their bodies trembling slightly with anger. Du Mingxin from the Bodhi Garden said loudly: "A scholar cannot be killed but cannot be humiliated! This man is so sinister, even if I kill him ten times, I will not be able to vent my hatred! I can die,

But I will never drink horse urine!”

Monk Wuxiang sighed, his face returned to the old well-preserved state, and he said calmly: "Let's go back to the dojo first, and then worry about it later!"

Half a day later.

Everyone gathered at the Xining Dojo. Dozens of horses were lined up in the backyard. The male disciples were scolding and drinking. As for the female disciples, Wu Xiangseng and other masters from the sect masters jointly forced them to poison, and the poison in their bodies was slowly reduced.

Push out slowly.

Everyone in the Xining Dojo yelled at Yang Xingzhou. They had seen many evil people in the world, but they had never seen such a vicious villain.

Let's talk about Yang Xingzhou. After leaving the Xuanmu Temple, he deployed his unique body skills. One moment he was still in front of the ancient temple, the next moment he was on the street in front of him, and the next moment he appeared on the roof of a restaurant in the distance.

The body technique is like a dream, even if it suddenly appears on the busy street, no one can find anything wrong.

"Huh? How come my Dream Konghua Body Technique has improved so much?"

At this time, Yang Xingzhou's energy flowed through his body, and he felt that his whole body had been combined with a mysterious and supreme power between heaven and earth. His thoughts moved his energy, and his energy moved his body. With one step, he could cross a space of more than ten feet.

, and did not make the slightest movement, just like a drop of water blending into the sea, calm and calm.

The benefits of yesterday's battle with Lang Fanyun were finally reflected at this moment.

His dreamy empty flower light body technique has finally taken a step further today, reaching the state of "the body technique is like a dream".

In Yang Xingzhou's imagination, the Qinggong movement technique of "Dream Empty Flower" was divided into four realms: dream, fantasy, emptiness, and flower. Among them, the word "flower" is easy to say. He knew it in the world of divine sculptures.

It has been achieved, but the word "phantom" is a bit difficult. It was not until I returned to the main world from Xiao Li Feidao's world that I realized the meaning of the word "phantom".

The trick is that when you reach the "illusion" state, this light skill will stagnate. One is that the internal strength has reached a bottleneck, the other is the lack of opportunities for realization, and the other is the two "dreams" and "emptiness"

Even Yang Xingzhou himself is a little fuzzy about the realm. He only has the concept of practice, but the Kunai practice method, even he himself doesn't know how to understand.

It wasn't until last night that I had a fierce battle with Lang Fanyun, my body merged with the heaven and earth, my energy flowed through my whole body, and my soul was blessed, and I was able to elevate this movement technique to the "dream state".

Today, when I applied it, I felt like my body was like a breeze, and everything was like a dream. Even I was a part of the dream. My whole body seemed to be transformed into a tangible and insubstantial body, which was indescribably refreshing.

After walking around Jinling City for several times until he found a familiar scent, he turned back to the Mochou Lake Hotel where Han Bai was staying, washed his face with potion, took off the mask, took out the black iron flying knife, and brought a thick piece of

Wood, began to carve a head.

This portrait has a handsome appearance, a long and narrow face, and a pair of phoenix eyes, giving off a feminine aura.

Han Bai and Fan Liangji happened to return to the hotel at this time. After seeing the wooden heads in the room, they were both surprised. Han Bo asked curiously: "Master Yang, what are you doing with the charming head in the carving?"

Yang Xingzhou was currently carving another wood carving of a head thief. He didn't even look up when he heard this, and he chuckled and said, "Brother Han, do you want to play an interesting game with Fang Yeyu's people?"

ps: Well, the recent response to chapter reviews is not quite right. The author may have fallen into some writing misunderstandings without knowing it. If you feel that something is wrong, please leave a message so that I can think about it carefully.
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