In the first room, Liu Ziyue asked his friend Zhu Zhisheng, and was clarifying the changes in the painting over the past thirty years; in the other room, I was anxiously saving Fan Wujie's life. We had no time to rush back to the exit under the Zhou Bridge from the outer city of the imperial capital, so we could only provide medical treatment on the spot.

Fan Wujie was still awake. After all, he had the huge true energy of the Taoist Golden Pill to prolong his life and would not die for a while. But suppressing the Taoist practice of mortals and without the protection of Taoism, he was no longer a steel body. He was allowed to bleeding continuously, and the skin was destroyed. A Taoist Golden Pill was killed by a group of mortals' continuous bead muskets, which was a disaster.

"Brother Fan, there is good news: I have learned Kunlun elixir for three years, and there is also the top Kunlun Mafei San in the Najie; there is bad news: I have never had surgery on the delicate body of a mortal. Do you dare let me treat it?"

I asked.

"I will live for the Sword Sect."

Fan Wujie's intermittent path.

"You have to live for yourself."

I said, I gave him Mafei San and asked Princess Lin to closely observe Fan Wujie's breathing, and don't let him die under anesthesia during my surgery.

I used the thunder method to create a small electric knife, cut Fan Wujie's muscles, and took out one deformed piece after another. The sleepy Fan Wujie's blood was pouring, like a slaughtered pig.

It is not difficult to get a bullet, but I usually only know how to use Taoism to destroy the body of my opponent's hands. I can't remember the meticulous and meridian acupoints of the human body. Where the electric knife passes, it will cause greater damage to his body.

The martial god Zhou Jia stopped me: "When you get the bullets clean, Fan Wujie's blood will flow clean. Deliver the knife to me, and follow my instructions, you can use intermittent paste to repair Fan Wujie's meridian muscles."

I willingly handed over the position of the main sword, while paying attention to learning the method of the martial god using swords. The martial god is as insightful as a person's body, and does not leave any trace. Except for the medical ethics of not killing people but only saving people, it is better than all doctors in the world.

An hour passed and I was sweating profusely. The God of Martial Arts put down his electric knife and said, "Our personnel are over, it depends on Fan Wujie's own recovery."

I thanked, "Fan Wujie owes you great kindness. After he wakes up, I will tell you."

Zhou Jia nodded, "Then tell him, remember my love. I will repay my life with my life. God and God will tell you. After I got the universe, he immediately committed suicide to repay me. You should also prove to the Sword Sect that Fan Wujie was willing to commit suicide and had nothing to do with me."

I think it would be better not to tell Fan Wujie.

Princess Lin pointed to Fan Wujie's Niwan Palace and shouted: "Zuan Jun, Fan Wujie's Nascent Soul Fire is here. Quickly remove Ma Fei San and wake him up to overcome the disaster!"

The fire of calamity always comes unexpectedly, and cultivators in coma will definitely die suddenly. Only when they are awake can they enter into a state of restraint.

On the one hand, I injected the divine fire into Fan Wujie's body, covering the catastrophe fire in his Niwan Palace without spreading it; on the other hand, I poured Fan Wujie the awakening soup.

The screams like a pig slaughter echoed in the secret room, and even the secret room trembled. The pain of our knife was returned to Fan Wujie.

I helped Fan Wujie into the posture of entering into meditation, and sent my spiritual thoughts to Fan Wujie:

"Brother Fan, if you are not sure about surviving the catastrophe, I can use the General Principle of Thunder and Fire to always maintain your catastrophe fire and help you avoid this catastrophe. If you want to overcome the catastrophe, I will remove the cover that controls the catastrophe fire, but you have no way back. If you can't survive the catastrophe, you will fall into the formation."

I hand over the choice to Fan Wujie.

"Removing the cover, I will live for myself and the Sword Sect." He returned to my mind.

I took off the cover. Fan Wujie entered the samadhi, and the fire of the catastrophe was raging in his Niwan Palace. I don’t know when I will find out, maybe a few hours, maybe a few days and tens of thousands.

Zhou Jia shouted: "Why don't you help Fan Wujie avoid the disaster? If he dies, the universe will be destroyed! Now is not a good time for Fan Wujie to overcome the disaster. Use your general guide to thunder magic to stop him!"

Before Princess Lin's reaction, his two fingers were already touching my throat.

I said, "If Fan Wujie is promoted to the Nascent Soul, even if he cannot reverse the contract with the master slave of the universe, at least he will not be controlled by the universe. We will have a greater chance of winning the sword. We will not be able to fight for the disaster. If you encounter obstacles in the martial arts god, will you not prove the martial arts way?"

Zhou Jia looked at me for a long time and sneered, "If you have obstacles, you won't practice Taoism, and that Tao will never be realized." He withdrew his two fingers and stopped urging him. Princess Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

Since Fan Wujie's life and death are no longer under our control, we will put him aside.

We turned the screen and Liu Ziyue asked the situation clearly. He had ordered Zhu Zhisheng to prepare his evening meals.

Cultivators eat qi and take pills, and mortals have grains, wine and meat. We are limited to the mortals' Taoist practice, and have fierce battles and surgery, and whispers in the abdomen. Not only to taste the taste of delicious food for the desire of the tongue, but in this painting, we really need wine and meat to replenish our physical strength.

The dishes are Quanjun steak, Buddha Jumps over the wall, oyster omelette, radish rice and other dishes. It is said that the owner of the Maoji pawn shop is the best, and they are all the best. Princess Lin and I ate it so much that the wind blew the clouds; the martial god Zhou Jia thought for a while, and Shi Wen moved the chopsticks, chewed slowly, and didn't speak.

Seeing Liu Zi's happy appearance, Princess Lin guessed: "Boss Liu's wife is Yue, isn't it Miss Su Peng thirty years later?"

Liu Ziyue smiled, "I am not here, I am traveling to Jiangnan with another Liu."

So, Princess Lin read the "Pipa Xing" by the great poet Bai Letian: "It's really the boss who married a businessman, and the businessman values ​​profit and neglects separation."

"You sharp-toothed tiger..."

Liu Ziyue was both angry and funny, and used her fingers to stab Princess Lin in the air a few times.

I asked about the changes in Liu Ziyue’s paintings over the past thirty years.

Liu Ziyue interrogated Zhu Zhisheng, looked up the past years' reports, inspected the books of large-scale transactions in pawn shops over the past 30 years, and sorted out the following historical context:

The Yun Zhoufeng chased the demon monkey Dejian and mistakenly entered this scroll. In the scroll, thirty years ago, the Yun Zhoufeng killed the demon monkey Dejian and returned with great victory. The Kunlun Presbyterian Church was appointed as the commander of the Western Army. Gu Tianchi led the entire Sword Sect Demon Academy to join the army. The Yun Zhoufeng, who was supported by the two factions, was in a glorious honor on the 26th Mountain and River List, defeated all the powerful powers in the cultivation world and sealed Xiao Longyuan forever. Emperor Dazheng personally abdicated the throne to Yun Zhoufeng, and from then on, the land was renamed the Cosmic Dynasty.

The universe's power, which is invincible, has made a five-hundred-year vow with the four major sects. All the sects have retreated to the four major continents. There must be no more than half of the cultivators in the Middle Land, and all spiritual veins have stopped. The four major sects have to pay tribute every year, and come to pay tribute every year, and there are fixed quotas for beautiful women and good goods.

The imperial guards of the universe dynasty are all kinds of muskets. Since Middle Earth has no Taoist heritage, no one is the opponent of cosmic arms. The universe emperor has the will to kill anyone who practices Taoism privately or is a Taoist dress. Fan Wujie and I dressed up and violated the royal law of the universe, so we were in trouble.

"This pawn shop was originally a casual chess set up by my sect in Zhongtu, and was managed by Liu. In the scroll, I was far away from Kunlun, so Liu had no choice but to take over it. For thirty years, I have been operating bleakly for a long time. From a bronze sign shop in the Taisho Dynasty, I expanded into a gold sign shop in Zhongtu, which was spread all over the universe. Every day, there were money like flowing money."

Liu Ziyue smiled with her beard.

"Every family has a small summer wine, singing and dancing in the universe." Princess Lin toasted Liu Ziyue with a cup of wine, "You are doing so well, just stay in the painting like Yu Zhoufeng, and carry your Miss Su Peng."

Liu Ziyue said in a panic: "It's just a play, it's just a play! It's just the sword spirit of the universe Feng, who has never practiced his mind and is obsessed with his own delusions and cannot get out. I really think that as soon as his domineering aura comes out, the ancestors will accept it and worship it."

I sighed inwardly: One thing descends one thing. This formation has insight into the mind and nature of the universe. It does not have to confront the Nine-Turn Divine Weapon. Even if it allows it to stay or stay, it can trap the magic sword forever. The performance of the upper Yuanying of the Universe, the Ten Absolute Formation, is worse than that of all the people who break the formation in the first six formations.

Zhou Jia put down the chopsticks and he finished eating.

He asked, "What do you think of the dishes?"

This question is strange. The chef's craftsmanship is naturally excellent, and he is also a person who has identified Liu Ziyue. He is not a person who cares about family matters. What is the deep meaning of his question?

I said, "In this painting, we must replenish our energy, and we must eat, eat, drink, drink, and meat. Does Mr. Zhou think it is inappropriate? But if you want to stop it, you should stop us in advance. Now the road is already done, and it is too late to vomit, and we do not feel that we are in any abnormality."

"It's okay to eat a few meals; if you keep eating for thirty years, it won't be done."

Zhou Jia stood up and sighed:

"I have heard you talk about it and also seen the formation in front. Now that I have to accept it after walking in this formation, I have to accept that the ancestors of the Dragon and Tiger Sect are really beyond the past and present, and Taoism is all-encompassing. You must always remember that you are definitely not a person in this illusion array; once you are lost in the formation, eat in the painting, drink in the painting, and drink in the painting, and after thirty years of subtle influence, it will completely merge into a part of the painting. This is also another way to nail people into the formation."

There are only three months in the world, and the painting has been thirty years. Is it possible that the painting has been integrated into the painting?

"If you want to move in the painting, you will inevitably not eat, drink, drink, and eat, drink, and eat, and fall into the painting little by little, and become addicted to it. We cannot drag it out, we can only fight quickly."

I said, "According to Liu Ziyue's information, the universe emperor sat upright in the imperial city. We cannot use the magical powers above ordinary people, and cannot pass the pearl guns like the forest of the imperial guards. We need to think of a trick. Just now, Liu Ziyue said that the universe is regarded as the country above the Heavenly Kingdom and requires the four desolate countries to pay tribute every year to pay tribute every year. When will the next tribute be paid?"

Liu Ziyue reviewed the yearly calendar and said: "In August of the 30th year of the universe, all countries paid tribute, that is, four months after this time in the painting. The real time outside the painting is one day later."

I said, "I'm sorry to buy Manager Liu to use his money to open the way and get a set of sixteen foreign mission clearance documents. The country's name is Parrot Kingdom. I think if you can enter the imperial city by mixing the Immortal Clan, you will definitely see the universe. Who doesn't like to watch the plays of the disciples of Liyuan?"
Chapter completed!