Chen Liqiu didn't say much. After nodding, he shook the reins and rode his horse, heading east quickly.

He stood by the roadside and watched Chen Liqiu go away. Only when Chen Liqiu's figure disappeared did he look back and lead Mr. Hei towards the mountains.

Young Master Hei had drank water from the stream before, and when he arrived at the pond, he did not go to drink water again. Instead, he wandered around the pond, showing no signs of fatigue from his previous long journey.

He called Mr. Hei over and ordered him to lie down on his side. He turned his head and inspected the horse's hooves. What he didn't expect was that although Mr. Hei's previously polished hoofs had not recovered, there was no blood on the horses' hooves.

The wound has also healed quietly.

Although he has never seen a zombie with his own eyes, it is said that zombies have the ability to heal their wounds. The reason for this strange situation is undoubtedly the corpse poison in Mr. Hei's body.

Thinking that Mr. Hei's hooves were bleeding and still running wildly, he suspected that it could not feel pain like a zombie. His Hanyue Knife was at hand. After hesitation, he drew the knife out of its sheath and lightly scratched Mr. Hei's hind leg.

Facts proved that his guess was correct. Young Master Hei really felt no pain, and the wound on his hind leg healed quickly visible to the naked eye.

Mr. Black didn't know what he was doing, but he enjoyed petting him. He narrowed his eyes slightly and swayed his tail happily.

But he didn't stroke it all the time. He was injured and tired, so he lay down by the pool and fell asleep quickly.

It was already the second watch when he woke up. The temperature was very low at night in late autumn, so he returned to the cave where he lived before. The cave was very clean and dry. However, due to the pain in his left shoulder, he could not fall asleep this time.

He was leaning against the stone wall and eating the dry food in his bag.

After eating a few mouthfuls, Mr. Hei poked his head in from the outside. Its rations had been thrown away in Guiyuan. There was no fine food, so he gave it a few pieces of snacks in the bag. These snacks were given by Ni Chenyi earlier.

For him, among other things, was a packet of pears.

Thinking that there were still pears, he took out two more pears from the bag, ate one himself, and pulled out the stem of the other and stuffed it into Young Master Hei's mouth.

Since the left shoulder was a penetrating injury, the pain caused was very severe. At this time, I still had three pills in my hand, one each for detoxifying silver pill, healing silver pill, and returning to heaven silver pill. As long as I took the healing silver pill, I would be healed immediately.

To get rid of the severe pain, he was reluctant to give up. The last three of the nine elixirs left by the King of Medicine were all left. Once they were used, they would be gone. Although he had memorized Qianjin Yifang by heart, they did not include them.

There is no method for refining alchemy, and the art of external alchemy was lost many years ago.

Fortunately, there is still half a month before the official competition, so time is not urgent. You can rest here for a few days and recover calmly.

He didn't finish a pear, so he gave it to Mr. Hei. He was in too much pain and couldn't eat it, and the severe pain in the wound did not stop him.

It is not intermittent, but continuous. Every breath will cause severe pain in the injured area. The reason for this is because the Hunyuan Divine Art will gather spiritual energy with breathing and urge the spiritual energy to travel around the body. As long as the spiritual energy passes through the injured area, it will

It will cause severe heart pain.

People cannot think when they are suffering from pain. He couldn't think about anything that night. It wasn't that he didn't want to think about it, but that he couldn't think about it. His scalp was numb and he was sweating profusely because of the pain. What could he do in this state?

You may be quiet and thoughtful.

At dawn, I finally fell asleep, and when I woke up again, the sun was shining brightly outside. Although the injury was still painful, it was no longer as unbearable as before.

He struggled to get up and went out to find some herbs. After crushing them, he wanted to replace the wound medicine he had applied yesterday. Only after he unwrapped the bandage did he find that the wound had signs of healing. The wound healed so quickly, which surprised him. Under normal circumstances,

A penetrating wound like this would take at least half a month to heal, but now, after just one hour, the wound was 50% healed.

What caused the wound to heal so quickly? He had been injured on the way to Gezao Mountain before. The wound did not heal quickly at that time. Could it be because of the medication? No, the medication he chose yesterday was mainly...

It is used to stop bleeding and remove scars. It does not contain myogenic herbs.

After pondering for a long time, I finally realized that it is the Hunyuan Divine Art that accelerates the healing of wounds. To be precise, it is the Hunyuan Divine Art that accelerates the flow of qi and blood. The faster the flow of qi and blood, the more times it flows through the injured area.

, the faster the injury will heal.

He put on the wound medicine again, bandaged the wound, and sat in the sun to bask in the sun. Although he was injured, his mood was completely different from when he lived here. At that time, he did not know martial arts and had no ability to protect himself. If

When he was discovered, he had no choice but to be killed by his neck. At this time, his body was injured, and ordinary people in the world were no match for him.

There are similarities between practicing martial arts and making money. Sometimes making money is not for debauchery, but for the sake of peace of mind. You can do it without it, but you can't live without it.

Looking up at the sky, it was almost noon. Chen Liqiu had left almost a week ago. According to the time, Chen Liqiu could have rushed back to Chang'an last night. The two of them escaped from Chang'an early yesterday morning under the eyes of the officers and soldiers. Everyone ran away.

Once he came out, the government naturally no longer had the need to hunt him down throughout the city.

Moreover, both of them were injured when they escaped. Chen Liqiu's return last night must have exceeded everyone's expectations. No one could have imagined that Chen Liqiu could recover in such a short period of time. The most important thing is that all his enemies have surrendered.

He killed them all, and he had no motive to go back.

All things considered, Chen Liqiu should not be in any danger if he goes here, but he cannot be blindly happy.

Look, the two men and women in red in the county prince's palace are practicing the domineering poison palm, and the man who shot him with an arrow before was a perfect archer. Chang'an City is worthy of being the capital of the Tang Dynasty.

At the feet of the Emperor, there is a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.

I still had some dry food with me, so I shared it with Young Master Hei. At night, the wound started to itch, which was a sign of muscle growth.

The next morning, I checked the wound and found that it was 70% to 80% healed. I ran out of food and wanted to catch a few fish in the pool, but I found that Mr. Hei was soaking in the pool and the entire pool was full of dead fish.

Black Master's fur is non-toxic. The reason why the fish were poisoned is undoubtedly because this guy peed in the water.

Young Master Hei didn't know that he was in trouble. When he saw him walking out of the cave, he immediately left the pool and ran towards him, begging for food.

He can eat anything, but Hei Gongzi has been weaned for a short period of time, and he can't bear to be deprived of fine food. He has no choice but to put on Taoist robes and take him out of the mountain.

He didn't take away the clothes he changed, but put them in the cave together with Lao Huang's horns. Not only were there blood stains on the clothes, but there were also arrow holes. If someone with an intention saw it, his identity would be exposed.

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He took away the elixir and Hangetsu Sword, and he also took with him the jade flute that Takeda Mayumi gave him that day.

He had come from the east before and knew that there was a town fifty miles to the east. It was already afternoon when he arrived at the town on his black master. After setting up shop, he went out again and bought some fine grain beans and noodles.

No medicine.

After feeding the hungry Black Master, he returned to the room to change his dressing. The medicine he used at this time was mainly used to remove scars. He wanted to ensure that there was no scar left on his left shoulder.

When he got up early the next day, he did not go east again because he had snatched the horses from the inn on the way to the valley with Chen Liqiu. If the news reached Chang'an, the imperial court might send people to investigate. To be on the safe side, it was better to take a detour.

It is safer to avoid the road.

Because he was not in a hurry, he only walked a hundred miles a day. After he was weaned, his appetite increased greatly. He had a lot of money on his body, so he picked out fine food. He fed him as much as he could eat. He had rushed there before

He was picked up outside the city, and the defenders saw him. The coat color could not be changed, so he could only feed it as much as possible to make it grow faster.

Black horses are not uncommon at this time. When the date of the competition is approaching, people from all over the world will ride there. There will definitely be more than one black horse. Although it arouses suspicion, it is not a big problem.

The most important thing right now is to ensure that there are no scars on his left shoulder, because the defenders on the city wall saw him being shot to the ground by arrows that day. As long as there are no scars on his left shoulder, it can prove that he was not the one who was shot that day.

If you want to leave no scars at all, you can do it. You have to soak the whole body with medicine, otherwise it will

There is a slight color difference, so it is easy for him to prepare the medicine. If he can dig it out in the wild, he will dig it out. If he cannot dig it out, he will buy it. He does not buy it in one place. He buys it sporadically along the way and does not need to borrow barrels from the store. He can just do whatever he wants at night.

Find a riverside, dig a hole to filter the water, the Hunyuan Magic can release the scorching heat, and directly backfill the sand after soaking.

After traveling like this for seven or eight days, we finally returned to the official road in the south of Chang'an. It was too early to go to Chang'an at this time, and we had to find a place to settle down temporarily.

Since he had walked this road before, he knew the conditions along the way. There was a small town not far to the south where he could stay.

But after walking only a dozen miles, he stopped. He saw a charity village on the side of the road. It was also an abandoned charity village. There were lights inside, indicating that someone was resting there.

Places like Yizhuang were taboo for ordinary people, but he was not afraid. After a brief pause, he left the road and walked towards Yizhuang.

There were three people in the righteous village, a middle-aged couple and an old woman. The three of them were in ragged clothes, and they had obviously fled here. The old woman was lying next to the bonfire, breathless and with a big belly, and the middle-aged couple

He stayed by her side with a sad look on his face.

The old woman was over sixty, so naturally she was not pregnant. Her belly was big because she was so hungry that she ate Guanyin soil.

At this time, he was wearing Taoist robes. In the eyes of the world, Taoist priests are good people. When they saw him coming, the couple were not frightened. They just regarded him as a savior and begged him to save the old woman.

In fact, not all Taoist priests have medical skills, but they do. After simply identifying the symptoms, they prescribe medicine, take some silver, and let them go on the road overnight to rush to the town ahead to get medicine.

The couple thanked each other profusely and set off on their way without the old woman on their backs.

"Wait a minute," he called to stop them, "how long have you been staying here in Yizhuang?"

"It's been a while." The middle-aged man replied.

"How many days has it been?" he asked.

"It has been more than ten days," the woman said sadly. "I am seriously ill and can't walk anymore. We can't find food, so we can only pick up some fruits, potatoes and taros from the fields to satisfy our hunger."

"Have you been to the village at the foot of the mountain in the south?" he asked again.

The woman shook her head in shame. What she said was picking up was actually stealing.

"No one in the village has seen you?" he asked.

The two of them were confused and shook their heads at the same time.

"Do you light a fire every night?" asked again.

"Yes, we don't have bedding and can't bear the cold." The woman replied.
Chapter completed!