Broken Night

Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty Nine - Many

"You can forge?"

Suddenly a voice came from outside the door.

It turned out that it was Jin Qianji and Wan Erhao who came, but it was Wan Erhao who had always been silent.

Even Jin Qianji, who was beside him, looked at Wan Erhao in surprise.

It has been nearly two months since Yang Tianxing and Wan Erhao arrived, and Jin Qianji took Wan Erhao to discuss tattoo art. It was just this seemingly indifferent young man, but Jin Qianji was shocked. This young man has yet to break through the Xiantian Palace! It's just that those ten fingers are able to draw lines at the same time, which makes Jin Qianji look hot!

This young man has amazing qualities to learn the art of puppets. Of course, Jin Qianji did not intend to teach. But this young man has not yet broken through the Xiantian Palace, but he has a strength comparable to the peak of the first pattern, which really surprised Jin Qianji.

It's just that this young man cherishes his words like gold. Even though Jin Qianji often puts forward various propositions, Wan Erhao just thinks in silence. The two communicated in this way, and the Chaoxia Palace was also a big force and had its own uniqueness.

After all, the tattoo arts of the north and the south are still divided.

In the eyes of the south, tattoo art is a science, a subject that can never be studied.

But in the north, tattooing is more straightforward. Rather than studying the core of tattoo art, they are more concerned about how to make tattoo art faster and more powerful. This is also the fundamental division between the North and the South:

The South has a strong academic atmosphere, while the North is dominated by the weak.

Rather than researching these, they prefer to improve their strength and save their lives.

The two paths have their own advantages.

Although it is easy to go the wrong way in the south, the understanding of tattoo art is deeper than that in the north.

The north seems to point directly to the avenue, but in fact it is only half-understood. Although it can display powerful tattoo techniques, it does not know the secrets inside. In this way, although the strength is stronger than that of ordinary southern tattooists, it is more likely to encounter bottlenecks when they go to the back.

Because they only know how to rush forward, but they don't understand it carefully.

It was only when I left those obstacles behind, I realized that those previous obstacles were all precious experience and knowledge.

The two authenticated each other and discussed the Tao, and their strengths increased rapidly, which also made Jin Qianji admire this person even more!

What a genius!

…………

Today, it was the two of them who discussed Taoism for a long time, and Jin Qianji suggested to go out for a walk and relax.

Unexpectedly, I just saw Xu Yan talking to Yang Tianxing calmly, came over curiously, and heard the conversation between the two.

"You can forge?"

Wan Erhao came over and looked at Xu Yan.

Xu Yan glanced at Jin Qianji in surprise. After all, a person who has never liked to talk, suddenly takes the initiative to talk to himself, and everyone will feel a little weird: "Well, now it is at the master level. What? You have tattoo soldiers for me to forge? Are you not a tattoo artist?"

"Well..." Wan Erhao was silent for a moment, as if trying very hard to organize his words: "I... a little bit special."

Xu Yan looked at what he wanted to say with anticipation, but he didn't expect to say "a little special" for a long time. He was vomiting blood.

Yang Tianxing naturally knew about Wan Erhao's situation.

"He...is a double cultivator. He's not just a tattoo artist." Yang Tianxing introduced a bit vaguely, but Xu Yan didn't ask any further questions. After all, everyone has their own secrets, and he is also considered a double cultivator, but he is mainly tattooed and the body, while Wan Erhao is mainly based on tattooing.

"What do you want to forge?"

Wan Erhao thought for a long time, and when Xu Yan waited a little impatiently, he suddenly said, "Everything is fine."

Xu Yan looked at Yang Tianxing with eyes that were about to vomit blood, as if waiting for his translation.

Yang Tianxing hurriedly explained: "What he means is that any kind of tattoo is good, knives, spears, swords, sticks, all kinds of things. He wants a lot."

Xu Yan was taken aback: "How much? How much?"

"A lot." Wan Erhao looked at him seriously: "It's really a lot."

…………

night.

The sky is pitch black, and there is no moonlight.

The sparse starlight made it barely able to see at night.

In the studio, the girl's white-washed practice robes were scattered, and the beauty seemed to make the moonlight hide behind the night clouds with embarrassment. Seeing the jade-backed and fragrant shoulders in front of him, even though it was not the first time he had seen it, Xu Yan still had a feeling of throbbing.

It's just that every time Xu Yan forced himself to use "You bastard! This is still a little girl" to comfort himself, but he completely forgot that he was also just a thirteen-year-old child.

The treatment was smoother than the two had imagined.

Although Mengshi's cultivation has skyrocketed, its [Li Qi] has become more and more difficult to handle. But at the same time, the flame heart in Xu Yan's body that was fused with the sky fire is not mediocre. That is simply nothing to suck, those fierce and violent Li Qi can't turn somersaults in Xu Yan's body.

Even seeing this situation, Xu Yan had a better understanding of his physique.

After the exchange at the academy, Xu Yan learned from Li Bai about the poison of the Yuchi family's [Nine-Tailed Demon Pattern], but the poison obviously had no effect on him. Recalling that once in Pingnan, the various corpse poisons and yin evil things of Huang Quan Daoist were useless when they entered his body, Xu Yan deduced that his heart of Tianhuo was probably able to restrain these things.

After gaining confidence, Xu Yan became more and more fierce towards those [Li Qi] hunting. Without hurting the Mengshi meridian, he hunted and swept Li Qi out of his body.

About two months passed, and there was a little bit of detachment left in Mengshi's body.

Xu Yan closed his palms and sat silently. After a while, he said slowly, "It's the last moment."

"The Li Qi in your body is really scary, and you even have an instinct. If you want to use a metaphor, it's a bit like the blood evil in the iron-blooded tower. Although it is not wise, it already has a subconscious instinct for survival."

"Under my sweeping sweep, you probably also felt the decrease in qi."

With her back to Xu Yan's dream poem, she nodded slightly.

Indeed, in the past two months, Mengshi had the clearest feeling that the irritable and melancholy feeling that had plagued him for a long time, the blazing sun at noon, was greatly relieved. This made Mengshi, who had been suffering for several years, ecstatic. Although her strength did not increase, she retreated, but her cultivation was more solid.

"It's just, because of this instinct, they already feel that if they continue like this, they will be in danger of being destroyed. Among the five internal organs, five elements and five colors, the heart palace belongs to fire. And Li Qi, which also belongs to fire, has been hidden in your body subconsciously. Near the Heart Palace, you can’t live without it.”

Xu Yan hesitated for a moment: "In this case, it's a bit difficult. If the treatment is suspended like this, it is very likely that the tiger will return to the mountain. By attaching to the heart palace and absorbing the tattoo force you have cultivated, it is very likely that it will grow again."

"But if...it's a little dangerous."

"Because if I really want to completely cure this problem, it means that my veins will penetrate deep into your heart. If I miss one, I may even kill you."

Xu Yan is also very calm, he has a strong academic spirit. And after studying medicine with Xu Tian, ​​he didn't hide at all about the diagnosis: "The final decision rests with you."