A Clash of Gods Chapter 21: Wine shop
Yang Ning's Fuzhong hole turned over and down, but Mu Shenjun felt that his whole body gradually collapsed.
After all, he is superb in martial arts, but now he understands something. His pale face shows shock and loses his voice: "You...you are Liuhe..... Liuhe Shengong?" At this time his voice was weak and full of fear.
After Yang Ning fell to the cliff, Mu Shenjun was really desperate at first, but he was not willing to leave. Yang Ning would not care about his life and death, but the hard-working "Liu He Shen Gong" was not willing to be lost.
The most important thing is that, as Yang Ning had expected, Mu Shenjun did undergo a great change in his body because of the practice of "Liu He Shen Gong". Although he has not yet reached the point of getting out of the way, he is not far away.
Mu Shenjun naturally knows that the ringer must still be the ringer. Although the meridian of the eleven pictures in the scroll is in the palm of his hand, he thinks that the scroll is never as simple as the surface looks. Another hidden mystery, if you want to return to normal, you must find the method from the scroll.
He searched around the cliff day and night, and kept sleeping day and night. Although he ran into Yang Ning after all, he was exhausted at this time, and he was even a little confused in his mind. Yang Ning was constantly introduced into his internal force. After reaching Zhongzhong Point, Mu Shenjun didn't even think of it at first, but wanted to urge a stronger internal force to kill Yang Ning.
In this way, it is counterproductive.
If Mu Shenjun closed his hands in time before Yang Ning’s meridian pathway was opened, he could easily avoid being sucked away by Yang Ning.
Although Mu Shenjun knows the exquisiteness of the Liuhe Divine Skill, in fact, like Yang Ning, he does not know where the true Profound God of the Liuhe Divine Skill lies.
If he hadn’t coveted Yang Ning’s set of free walking, he slapped it on the side of Yang Ning’s brain, and Yang Ning had no reason to live.
Due to the present dilemma, it is all thanks to him.
His hand happened to rest on Yang Ning's shoulder, and his shoulder was one of eleven positions in Liuhe Divine Practice.
If it is just on his shoulders, then it’s okay, but he has to torture Yang Ning with his internal force in order to force out a leisurely trip. Without this internal force, Yang Ning can’t use that internal force to get through that meridian channel. , Not to let Mu Shenjun's internal force rush out like a river burst.
At this point, he came to realize that it was due to the Liuhe Divine Skill, but it was too late.
The left hand was stuck on Yang Ning's shoulder and could not be pulled away. At this time, Mu Shenjun wanted to raise his right hand to kill Yang Ning, but he felt that the whole body was soft and weak, and his right arm could not be lifted at all.
His internal force was sucked away by Yang Ning along his left hand. He wanted to mobilize the few remaining internal forces to his right hand.
Yang Ning naturally does not know how Mu Shenjun feels at this time. He only guided the internal force to Fuzhong Point to ease the expansion of the meridians. He only thought that Mu Shenjun was going to kill himself with internal force, but he did not know that he was now Absorbing the inner power of Mu Shenjun, the burning pain in the sacred point in Fuzhong, but Yang Ning thought that this was done by Mu Shenjun.
At this time, dizzy and dizzy, I thought that this time I must die in Mu Shenjun's hands, his legs became soft, and the whole person had already sat down on the ground, but Mu Shenjun also fell to the ground.
Yang Ning leaned leaning against the big tree on the side, only felt that his body would be a little more comfortable, and Mu Shenjun’s hand was still on his shoulder, Yang Ning thought that there was no excuse for it. Feeling dizzy and chest suffocating, it just fainted.
I don’t know how long it took. Yang Ning woke up and walked around quietly. The light of the moonlight fell down. Yang Ning thought he was dead, but when he looked around, he found that Wu was still in the wood and turned his head. Glancing at the side, the color suddenly changed.
I saw Mu Shenjun lying there on his back behind him, but Mu Shenjun at this time was no longer the Mu Shenjun that Yang Ning knew.
Just looking at Mu Shenjun's arm, it turned out to be like a dead branch. Although his skin was shrivelled before, it was not as it is now. At this time, his arm was already skinny, and there seemed to be no flesh.
That face is even more terrifying.
Just like a human leather bag on the skull, the corners of the skull are clearly visible, and the eyes have been deeply sunken, like two dark black holes, the whole body of Mu Shenjun, no matter from what angle, it is the same at this time. There is no doubt that if it is not that shabby gray robe draped over his body, Yang Ning cannot recognize that this is Mu Shenjun.
In this way, it is naturally impossible to live. It is already dead and cannot die anymore.
Yang Ning took a breath and calmed his mind. Looking back, it seemed to him that Mu Shenjun became the present corpse and seemed to have a great relationship with himself.
He was already clever. Under the crisis, he could not think too much. At this time, he calmed down and thought that Mu Shenjun called "Liuhe Divine Skill" before he fainted. Worked?
He remembered that in order to alleviate his pain, he guided that internal force to Fuzhong Point. It was for this reason that Mu Shenjun did this.
Mu Shenjun’s martial arts are natural, Yang Ning thought that he would die if he met him, but at this moment he saw Mu Shenjun turned into a corpse lying on the ground, and it was himself who finally survived, but there was a dream I just feel that this result is really a bit suspicious.
Thinking about the feeling of burning fire at Fuzhong Point before, Yang Ning couldn’t help but reach out and touch the point. There was no discomfort at this time, and he was slightly relieved.
The death of Mu Shenjun is thorough, but Yang Ning is not excited, but is worried.
Mu Shenjun has injured his own Qijing eight veins, and has had one episode since then. According to this old ghost, if his Qijing eight veins cannot be treated in time, he will gradually wither until he dies.
Now the old ghost is dead, but he does not know how to recover from his injuries.
However, there has been no recurrence in the past few days. Yang Ning wonders whether the last attack was just an accident under fatigue, or his injury was not as serious as Mu Shenjun said.
Yang Ning still feels a little more relaxed than the biggest threat. After a long delay in this mountain, the dart team should have taken Fluttershy far away.
But at the last minute, Yang Ning will naturally not give up. After all, it is a matter of life's destiny. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, Yang Ning must insist.
Although it was delayed for a while, Fluttershy left Huize City for about ten days. According to the road, it can only be half way. If you walk on foot, of course, there is no hope of catching up. But if you can find a fast horse, you may not have a chance.
The first thing to do now is to cross the mountain first.
Yang Ning, a subject who survives in the wild, is naturally no stranger, and he easily made a simple compass, clearly identified the direction, and was about to continue to go south, suddenly thinking of something, and returned to the side of Mu Shenjun’s corpse, reaching out Feeled in his shirt.
There are not many things on this old man's body. Except for a money bag containing a little broken silver, there is only one oval bronze medal with exquisite workmanship.
The bronze medal is engraved with the three characters "Jiutian Tower" on the front, while the back is engraved with a large "wood" word, and the corner has the word "Qingming".
Yang Ning remembered that the old ghost mentioned Jiutianlou, which was claimed to be under the control of the Emperor of the Northern Han Dynasty, and the master was like a cloud.
It seems that Mu Shenjun did not deceive himself in this matter. This bronze medal proves that this person is indeed very likely to be Mu Shenjun in Jiutianlou. The Northern Han Dynasty was related.
However, Yang Ning naturally has no interest in this inexplicable Jiutianlou, and feels that it is a scourge to leave this brand in his hands. He left it aside and took the money bag to leave.
Going south all the way, at noon on the third day, I finally walked out of Niutou Ridge, just down the mountain, the wind and the clouds changed suddenly, and the clouds were thick, but just a moment, it rained.
Yang Ning secretly called bad luck, surrounded by a vast wilderness, and he never went back to the mountain to hide the rain, but could only take the rain to move forward. The rain never stopped at dusk, and Yang Ning was drowned. Fortunately, after walking in the drizzle for half a day, he has already turned to the official road.
It was getting dark, and there was a lot of drizzle. I walked along the edge of the official road for a while, and suddenly saw a house in the drizzle in front of me, thinking that I could go to avoid the rain and speed up the pace. .
Close to the house, only four or five carriages were parked in front of the house. The cart seemed to be loaded with goods, covered with rain cloth, and seven or eight horses were tied to the horse-pile piles on the side of the house. .
A few flags were erected at the corners of the carriages, but in the drizzle, the flags were already wet and drooped, and I couldn’t see clearly what was written on them.
Yang Ning's heart suddenly tightened.
He was near one of the carriages~IndoMTL.com~ turned his head to look at the house and found that it was a temporary liquor store beside the road. It was much larger than the humble tea shed he saw last time. There are a lot of people in this temporary shop as there are people passing by on the road.
"Hey, that little girl called Huazi, get away!" Yang Ning was about to reach out the flag on the car and see what was written on it. He heard a rough voice coming, "That's what you can move? When you move the dart flag, you have to cut your hand. Do you want to try it?"
Yang Ning's body was slightly trembling. He was a little skeptical. At this time, listening to what the man said, it was determined that this was indeed a dart team.
He felt a little excited in his heart, but it instantly cooled.
The dart team is certainly a dart team, but there are not many dart teams coming and going on this official road, and according to the time, the dart team that took Fluttershy has at least three or four days away from here. Team darts, I'm afraid it has nothing to do with the dart team that took Fluttershy.
And it doesn’t look like someone is on this dart car.
He turned his head to look over and saw a burly man standing in front of the wine shop door, carrying a cooked copper stick in his hand, and looked at himself coldly.
Yang Ning smiled deliberately, approached the past, and came under the eaves of the wine shop, and asked the man, "Uncle, are you a dart team?"
The big man looked at Yang Ning with some alertness, snorted, and did not speak. He turned and entered the wine shop. Yang Ning discussed it with no interest, and followed him into the wine shop.
As soon as he entered the wine shop, Yang Ning felt something was wrong. He felt that there were several eyes thrown at him. Yang Ning bent over deliberately and swept around with a smile, only to see five or six in the house. All the tables were seated, and there was a black pressure, and the two tables near the gate looked at themselves.
It was dark, and there was no light in the house, so I couldn’t see what was going on for a while.