I asked you to play the dungeon, but you are here to raise the BOSS?

Shuibo Liangshan Juyi Hall

Huang Shang was wearing a Confucian robe, sitting cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes and breathing.

The miracle doctor An Daoquan sat sideways next to Huang Shang, reaching out to feel Huang Shang's pulse with a solemn expression.

Not far away, Wu Song was leaning against the corner with his eyes slightly closed, his face slightly pale.

Chao Gai, Song Jiang, Wu Yong, Lin Chong, Lu Zhishen, Lu Junyi and other leaders were sitting or standing. Everyone was frowning and the atmosphere was extremely depressed.

"May I ask Dr. An, how are the injuries of Mr. Huang and Wu Dutou?"

After a long time, Song Jiang sighed and stood up, came to An Daofong and asked.

"Wu Dutou is full of vitality. Although the injuries from those palms were not serious, they did not damage the original source. Now that he has taken the Impermanence Pill refined by Mr. Huang Da, there should be no serious problems."

"But Mr. Huang's injuries are unheard of and unseen... I'm afraid it's something that an extraordinary doctor can't cure."

The miracle doctor An Daoquan hesitated for a moment, shook his head and stood up, bowed to Huang Yaoshi and said: "Mr. Huang Da's medical skills are far better than Xiao Ke's, so we might as well take a look."

Affected by the humiliation of Jingkang, Huang Yaoshi was very enthusiastic about rebellion, and he was also very concerned about the property of his daughter and son-in-law in Liangshan.

I have been busy in Liangshan for a while, making suggestions for rectification of some things I don’t like.

The key point is that Yaoshi Huang really understands these fields, and he can't be said to be a layman directing an expert.

In a few days, the owner of Huangdao Island had established a high prestige in the village.

An Daoquan listened to Huang Yaoshi talk about the medical philosophy of later generations, and got the formulas of Jiuhua Yulu Pill and Wuchang Pill, and he was very impressed.

"Please also ask Mr. Huang Da to take action."

Song Jiang, Wu Yong and others nodded repeatedly and looked at Huang Yaoshi expectantly.

"Well, let me try it too."

Huang Yaoshi nodded slightly, walked up to Huang Shang, sat down cross-legged, and stretched out his hand to take Huang Shang's pulse.

Most of the people up and down Liangshan Mountain were rough people, and they called Huang Yaoshi in various ways.

In addition to Patriarch, titles such as Father Huang, Old Master, and even Huang Laodeng can also be heard from time to time, which leaves Yaoshi Huang speechless.

Relatively speaking, this sentence "Mr. Huang Da" already satisfied him very much.

"Thank you, Patriarch."

When Huang Shang heard the movement, he opened his eyes slightly and saluted.

"Mr. Huang is a man of extraordinary talent, and his cultivation level is worthy of admiration. My little girl doesn't have the ability to preach and receive karma. It was probably just a joke that day."

Huang Yaoshi's face turned red: "As for where my 'ancestor' came from."

Huang Rong didn't like to talk to her father, so she only briefly introduced Lin Xuan and didn't say much about other dungeon experiences.

But this girl is not a filial piety, but she is quite good to her family.

After returning from Yitian, he gave the entire set of Nine Yin Scriptures in Yitian Sword to Huang Yaoshi for meditation.

Huang Yaoshi was dumbfounded by this incredible martial arts concept. He admired Huang Shang extremely and planned to ask Huang Shang for more advice as a junior.

Unexpectedly, when he came to the Water Margin plane, this idol directly called him Grandmaster.

This made Huang Yaoshi a little embarrassed and secretly annoyed.

"Once you become a teacher, you will always be..., well, there's no point in being a teacher anyway."

Huang Shang said sternly: "Nowadays, the entire Liangshan Mountain is considered to be of the Peach Blossom lineage. If the Patriarch does not plan to expel everyone from the mountain, the title of 'Grandmaster' will be well deserved."

"Expelling me from the mountain gate is a bit excessive..."

Huang Yaoshi was a little tired and sighed: "Well, my little girl's career has nothing to do with me. I will still call you Mr. Huang, and everyone can discuss it separately."

In the past, if Huang Rong had done such a bad thing, Huang Yaoshi would have been scolded.

But when Huang Rong thought about Huang Rong's overwhelming power that day, he didn't have the confidence to curse, so he couldn't curse.

I feel annoyed when my daughter doesn’t make progress, and I feel uncomfortable because my daughter is too powerful.

"Since it is the command from the ancestor, I should obey it."

Huang Shang smiled and said: "The founder is free and unrestrained, and the old man is trapped in the world of mortals, so he feels a little ashamed of himself."

It seemed that after saying a few words, Huang Shang felt a little tired and closed his eyes slightly.

Huang Yaoshi felt a chill in his heart and silently checked Huang Shang's pulse without saying a word.

Song Jiang, Lu Zhishen and others naturally did not dare to say anything, so they all stretched their necks like giant geese and stared eagerly.

For a moment, it was extremely quiet inside and outside the Juyi Hall.

"Mr. Huang's cultivation is unfathomable. An ordinary injury can be healed in a few days."

After a cup of tea, Huang Yaoshi let go of his hand and frowned: "But the person who hurt you is also a master of martial arts, so this matter is not easy to handle."

"What the Patriarch said was that I wanted to assassinate Fang La to avoid harming the people."

"But I never thought that Fang La himself had extraordinary cultivation, and that there would be such an expert beside him. This time he was a little too presumptuous."

Huang Shang was lucky, shook his head and said: "I am not good at nourishing my qi. After practicing martial arts for several years, I have gradually become arrogant in my heart. I should suffer a big loss..."

While he was talking, white mist was rising from where Huang Shang was meeting.

Vaguely, you can see countless ethereal blue threads in the white mist.

The threads became more and more entangled, flowing like water patterns, entangling a bloody giant sword inside.

"Keng!"

Suddenly, the bloody giant sword made a ferocious sword whistle.

Blood light exploded, and the threads broke.

"It still doesn't work..."

Huang Shang snorted, spit out a mouthful of blood, and shook his head with a wry smile.

After he was reborn, he followed Lin Xuan's instructions and created the "Nine Yin Manual" based on the content of the "Wanshou Daozang", which was considered to be his own way.

After he became successful in martial arts, Lao Huang usually won when fighting with others with just a few moves.

Even when he met those Taoist masters who flew in the clouds, he was not afraid at all.

This was the first time he suffered such a big loss.

"Hey, speaking of which, a few days ago, two gods who looked quite... strange came and gave me, Tie Niu, a golden elixir."

"I gave the golden elixir to my mother, and after a meal, my mother's eyes were healed."

Li Kui said bitterly: "If I had known that Mr. Huang was plotted against by that damn Fang Gou, I, Tie Niu, would have left the elixir for the old man to eat."

"Tie Niu, don't talk nonsense and offend the gods."

Song Jiang listened and didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Besides, this matter is not a joke. People said that they would treat your mother's eyes, but you used it to treat the old man's sword wound, and it might harm the old man instead."

"Hmm? It seems to be right!"

Li Kui thought about it, convinced himself, and felt a little relieved.

"Speaking of immortals..., those two look a bit like the legendary Li Tieguai and Han Zhongli."

"But we have never had any dealings with such masters in Liangshan, and I don't know why they came to us."

Wu Yong pondered, "Could it be that the big boss and the second boss encountered them when they went north this time?"

"According to the big boss's methods that day, it was also close to immortality. The swordsmanship of the little sword fairy is also unpredictable, maybe..."

Military strategist Zhu Wu hesitated and shook his head and said, "Forget it, if it really involves immortals, we can't make any guesses."

"The two of them have always been elusive, and I don't know when they will return to the mountain, and whether they can still find the two great immortals..."

"But I heard that the big boss appeared, and Taoist Gongsun also sent a message saying that he would leave Erlong Mountain and meet up with everyone in the next few days."

Wu Yong sighed, "If it really doesn't work, let's see if Taoist Gongsun has any solution."

"I hope so."

Zhu Wu couldn't think of any good ideas, so he shook his head.

"The big boss, the second boss, and the little sword fairy are here!"

At this moment, the garrison leader's high-pitched announcement sounded outside the Juyi Hall.

"Hmm?"

Huang Yaoshi, Chao Gai, Song Jiang and others were overjoyed and looked at the hall door at the same time.

"A few days ago, we had other important matters and delayed returning to the mountain for a few days. I didn't expect that Mr. Huang would have such a change."

The next moment, a soft and clear male voice sounded in everyone's ears: "Fortunately, it's still in time and didn't miss the big thing."

As if it had magic power, the moment you heard the voice, your mood calmed down.

A breeze blew by, and Lin Xuan's figure suddenly appeared outside the hall, with his hands pressed in the air, indicating that everyone didn't need to greet him.

Huang Rong and Ah Qing followed closely, each holding a little white tiger.

"Roar!"

The two big white tigers looked at the solemn atmosphere in the hall, shook their tails tactfully, and turned away.

"Eh? Second Master, you are really a woman."

Wu Song was slightly startled, and said blankly: "I thought I was dazzled that day."

"You are a woman!"

Huang Rong was a little unhappy, and snorted coldly: "When you see me, you have nothing good to say. You are stupid and deserve to be bullied."

"Second Master, don't wrongly accuse me!"

"After Mr. Huang was injured that day, Brother Song hurriedly took everyone away. But we didn't expect to encounter several Shaolin monks on the road, who attacked us without knowing right or wrong."

Wu Song thought about it and defended: "I stayed behind to cover the retreat, and I was injured because I was fighting against many people. If I had fought alone, I would not be afraid at all."

"Shaolin monks? What's going on? Why are there still things about them?"

Huang Rong was stunned for a moment, and anger flashed in her eyes: "Old Huang was also injured by the Shaolin bald man?"

In the Yitian plane, the Emei Sect is not very powerful, but it has the so-called "leader of the righteous path" as a false name.

There is no conflict of interest with Shaolin, and the relationship is actually quite good.

But in this plane, if someone takes the initiative to provoke you, there is nothing to say.

"That's not..."

Huang Shang hesitated: "At least it doesn't look like it."

"Yes, it is, no, it's not, why do you say it doesn't look like it?"

"That Fang La is quite capable. I fought with him that day, and I gradually gained the upper hand after ten moves."

"But I didn't expect that a man wearing a skull mask and holding a blood-red heavy sword suddenly appeared, and he severely injured me with one sword."

"I was unable to fight him at the time, so I had to suppress my injuries forcibly and leave with Qinggong."

Huang Shang shook his head and said: "For some reason, that man didn't chase me at the time, and I couldn't figure out his origins."

"Fang La can take ten of your moves, so he should be He is also a master. But how come there is another master wearing a skull mask and holding a heavy sword? "

Huang Rong was stunned for a moment: "That's fine, but what about the Shaolin monk?"

"Report to the second master, among the marshals under Fang La, there is a monk named 'Baoguang Tathagata' Deng Yuanjue, who is a Shaolin disciple."

"The current emperor is the Taoist emperor. A few years ago, he issued an order to incorporate Buddhism into Taoism. Naturally, many monks are dissatisfied. "

Wu Yong shook his head and said: "Shaolin is still good enough to submit to Fang La. There are even worse ones who secretly communicate with the Liao Kingdom, Xixia and even the Jin people, and have great ambitions. "

"If you dig up other people's roots, you can't blame them for counterattacking."

Huang Rong nodded: "We can ignore the grievances between these monks and the imperial court. But since they have offended us, Liangshan, there will be grievances and revenge."

"Brother Huang is right! The Sa family said not to be afraid of those bald men."

Lu Zhishen was overjoyed: "That Deng Yuanjue, who looks like a bird, has the nerve to be called Baoguang Tathagata. He will go back to Sajia to avenge Brother Wu, and beat him to go to the West to see the Buddha."

"I told you not to call me brother!"

Huang Rong snorted coldly: "Since it's Fang La's side, he will take action sooner or later. Don't lose to others."

"Afraid of him!"

Lu Zhishen almost jumped up: "Go back to Sajia and beat him all over, so that he will really turn into a Tathagata."

"That thing on Tathagata's head shouldn't be a bag..."

Lin Xuan waved his hand: "Master, please stop for a moment. Since Mr. Huang and Wu Dutou are both injured, it is best to heal them as soon as possible. Is Wu Dutou okay here?"

"Ouch."

Lu Zhishen also felt that something was wrong with him, so he nodded and stepped aside.

"It's nothing. Although a certain family suffered some injuries, those few bald donkeys didn't get any relief."

Wu Song stretched out his hand and patted his chest, and made a dull voice: "Besides, a certain family is as strong as an ox, so a mere injury is nothing to worry about."

It seemed that the injury was being pulled away, Wu Song snorted lightly, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"..."

Wu Song was stunned for a moment, as if he felt a little embarrassed, but a trace of blood appeared on his originally pale face.

"Second brother, you are really stupid. If you can't beat someone, just run away! No, fight and then retreat!"

Wu Dalang felt a little distressed on the side, and while sighing, he found a towel and soaked it with hot water, wiped the blood from the corner of Wu Song's mouth, and complained: "You are fighting for your life with this person, it's weird if you don't get hurt."

"A certain family didn't expect those bald donkeys to be so powerful..."

Wu Song was still a little afraid of his elder brother's nagging. He spat out the blood that just spilled from his mouth and lowered his head slightly: "Next time, someone will save it."

"Judging from the pulse pattern, Wu Du's head and body were injured by the Nianhua Finger, Prajna Palm, Dragon Claw Hand and Big Stone Tablet Hand."

"There are a total of four Shaolin magical powers, all ranked among the seventy-two special skills. My Impermanence Pill can't even be said to cure illnesses."

Huang Yaoshi frowned and said: "Although Wu Dutou has excellent bones and strong qi and blood, we must be more careful in the future."

Huang Shang's injury was a bit beyond the scope, but Wu Song's injury was still within the scope of Huang Yaoshi's understanding.

But understanding is understanding...

Huang Yaoshi was a little shocked that his flesh and blood body could withstand so much damage.

The legendary Dian Wei and Zhou Tai were nothing more than that, right?

"I didn't expect that there are so many people in Shaolin Temple who can fight."

Wu Dalang sighed and wiped Wu Song's blood again: "Now that you are becoming more and more capable, the enemies you encounter are becoming more and more powerful."

"I know, I know."

Wu Song was speechless and complained: "I was injured in the chest and abdomen, and you kept wiping the blood from the corner of my mouth. What's the use?"

"Mr. Huang Da and Doctor An both said that your injury can only be rested. How can it be so easy to cure..."

Wu Dalang washed the towel and said, "It would also be beneficial to help you wipe away the blood from the corners of your mouth."

"What's the benefit?"

"At least it looks more energetic and pleasing to the eye."

"You are really my big brother..."

Wu Song sighed, with a look of helplessness on his face: "Let the boss laugh."

"Brotherhood is deep and there is nothing to laugh at."

Lin Xuan pressed Wu Song's pulse a few times: "It's pretty good. It's the real internal energy, without the messy things like Du Jin and Yan Jin."

The last time I came to the Water Margin plane, there seemed to be no internal force system.

But the seventy-two stunts have been passed down in Shaolin for a long time, and the moves and even the training methods should exist.

Now that the spiritual energy is revived, it can indeed cause some troubles.

Of course, ordinary monks should not be able to rise to the height of Fahai, so it is still easy to handle.

"This time those bald donkeys are adding insult to injury! When a certain family gets better, those bald donkeys will have to carry around without food."

Wu Song got angry when he mentioned this and said harshly.

"Mr. Huang's sword wound is a bit troublesome. I'd better treat you first."

Lin Xuan shook his head, ran the Nine Yin Healing Chapter, and put his hand on Wu Song's altar.

The misty and vast spiritual power took advantage of the situation and poured into it, wandering within Wu Song's eight extraordinary meridians.

With Lin Xuan's current level of cultivation, as long as he is not beaten to pieces or suffers from disability related to limb regeneration, he can survive.

A single movement of spiritual energy can heal the person without damaging the original source at all.

"puff!"

The spiritual energy circulated for two weeks, and Wu Song seemed to be electrocuted. His body suddenly jumped up, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out.

"Thank you, Master!"

Wu Song shook his body, a look of joy on his face.

"Well, that's enough. All the injuries you suffered will be dissolved into this mouthful of blood."

"Go and rinse your mouth, drink some porridge and sleep. In the next half month, stop drinking and sex..., forget it, just remember to stop drinking, sex won't be your turn."

Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves and turned Wu Song's bruises into blood beads: "Keep this as a souvenir."

"...someone understands!"

Old Wu Song blushed, took the blood beads, and went to wash up.

"The master's skill just now coincides with my disciple's Nine Yin Way, but it is much better than my disciple."

Huang Shang smiled and said: "This time my disciple's eyes were opened, and I had an epiphany in my heart."

"..."

Huang Yaoshi looked at Lin Xuan, then at Huang Shang, and closed his mouth.

What kind of monsters are these?

"...Don't rush to enlightenment, at least heal the injury."

Lin Xuan waved his hand: "Where is that sword thrust? Let me see."

"This injury is a bit unusual..."

Huang Shang hesitated for a moment, then reached out to untie her robe, turned around and revealed her injuries.

On his back, there was a sword mark that almost split him in half.

A domineering sword intent entrenched within it, flashing with blood-colored light.

Just like the legendary law of destruction, once flesh, blood, energy, and magic touch this sword intent, they will be destroyed out of thin air.

"You can still talk and laugh, you are really awesome..."

Lin Xuan thought for a moment and injected a bit of spiritual power into Huang Shang's wound.

In an instant, there was a flash of domineering sword intent, killing this trace of spiritual power.

Huang Shang snorted slightly, seeming to be slightly in pain.

"The power of rules? That person is not very simple..."

"Who can be related to Fang La..., Mingzun? The old man in the mountains? It seems that he is not a fuel-efficient lamp."

Lin Xuan thought for a few seconds and frowned slightly.

It would be really difficult to forcefully remove this sword energy.

The power and destructive power of sword energy is a trivial matter.

No matter how strong the other party's cultivation is, he still won't be a giant like Lord Tongtian.

It was impossible to suppress Lin Xuan with just a sword energy.

If it's really so outrageous, you can consider giving up on this copy...

The main reason is that this sword energy is extremely subtle, almost blending into Huang Shang.

To remove it, you need extremely exquisite control to neutralize the sword energy with no more and no less.

If it is cracked by force, the sword energy will explode immediately.

In this case, the best outcome for Lao Huang is for half of his body to be annihilated and become a paralyzed person.

No matter how awesome the Jiuyin Healing Chapter is, it can't deal with this kind of injury.

Of course, it is definitely much harder to heal someone than to cut them!

If Lin Xuan wanted to play some tricks in the underworld, he would bury a few thunderballs that would shatter the world in his sword energy, and then ask the other party to find Fang La to treat his injuries.

That Fang La must also vomit blood...

"Lin Xuan, let me try!"

At this moment, Ah Qing's clear voice sounded, and his eyes flashed.

"Are you sure?"

"It should be."

Ah Qing hesitated for a moment: "I feel like this sword energy seems a little afraid of me?"

"Afraid of you?"

Lin Xuan thought slightly: "Then you try it."

"OK."

Ah Qing walked behind Huang Shang and observed the sword wound attentively.

"Little Sword Fairy, do you know how to heal?"

Huang Rong stood aside, hesitated for a moment, and said tangledly.

"Of course not."

Ah Qing raised his head and glanced at Huang Rong: "Sister Huang, what's wrong?"

"...You don't have medical skills, so you just come here to treat people?"

"It's true that I don't know how to heal, but I know some swordsmanship."

Ah Qing looked a little stubborn and insisted: "Don't worry, I'm right. This sword energy is indeed a little afraid of me."

"Haha, I just heard them call the girl the incarnation of the Sword Immortal. She is a swordsman genius who appears only once in a century."

Huang Shang only thought that Ah Qing was comforting herself, but didn't care much: "If Miss Qing can understand some sword principles from Lao Chen's injury, Lao Chen will be satisfied."

"Well, I almost understand it."

Ah Qing muttered: "Old man, please relax and withdraw the Gang Qi that is competing with the sword Qi."

"this……"

Huang Shang was startled, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

For a while, he had been relying on his profound cultivation to forcibly suppress this sword energy.

Although the effect was not very good, the energy and blood gradually declined, and the body also showed signs of collapse.

But at least I can still survive for a few years.

If you give up suppression...

Without a cup of tea, his body would be completely blown to pieces.

Not to mention the whole body, even the ashes may not be left.

"Trust me once."

Ah Qing said solemnly: "If I say it can be cured, it will be cured."

"Lao Huang, you can rest assured and let her come."

Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves and said in a deep voice.

"..."

Hearing Lin Xuan's words, Song Jiang, Wu Yong and others hesitated to speak, and finally closed their mouths.

"Haha, when you say this, I feel a little embarrassed."

Huang Shang was startled, shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm not afraid of death. It's just that my wish didn't come true, so I feel a little regretful."

"Okay, withdraw when you're ready."

Ah Qing said doubtfully: "If your wish doesn't come true, then the old gentleman will fulfill it. What are you talking about here?"

"Hahaha, Miss Qing's words are very true."

Huang Shang laughed, gathered the gang energy all over his body, and transferred it into the Purple Mansion of his Dantian.

The next moment, the bloody sword marks on Huang Shang's back suddenly trembled.

The extremely violent sword intent spread in all directions, tearing apart nearby flesh and blood.

As if in an instant, Huang Shang could be completely torn into pieces.

"Don't harm anyone!"

Ah Qing put away his smile, frowned slightly, stretched out his white jade-like fingers, and gently touched the sword mark from afar.

"bite!"

The sword energy trembled suddenly, making an extremely clear shattering sound.

As if he had seen something extremely terrifying, the sword energy left Huang Shang's back without hesitation, turned into a bloody sword light, and rose into the sky.

"Don't run!"

Ah Qing stretched out his jade hand and pointed in the air.

"Keng!"

The sword light seemed to have intelligence, suddenly collapsed and gathered, forming a blood-red sword ball, slowly rotating in the air.

"Hmph!"

Ah Qing's pretty face was stern, and her slender hand grabbed the sword ball.

"Hmm? This sword has such a strong sense of death, as if the sword master has already assimilated with death."

Ah Qing shook her head: "I don't like it, so I don't want to learn it."

The sword ball exploded, exploded into red snow all over the sky, and disappeared.

"This is not just a sword fairy..."

Huang Shang looked at Ah Qing thoughtfully, pressed his hands on the ground, and circulated his true energy.

The wound turned over, the blood flowed back, the meridians were reopened, and the circulation was established.

In an instant, Huang Shang's originally shocking wound was left with only a faint white mark.

"Mr. Huang!"

Song Jiang and others reacted at this time, showing joy and surrounding him.

"...Why is it so?"

Huang Rong was stunned: "You are a sword immortal, so other people's sword energy is afraid of you?"

"I don't know why."

A Qing shook his head with a clear conscience: "Lin Xuan seems to have thought of something, you go ask him."

"Huh?"

"Maybe it's not a problem with the sword energy..." Lin Xuan thought for a while and said.

"What is that?"

"The first sword in the world recorded in the book is the sword in the hands of Emperor Xuanyuan. Whether the sword is called Kunwu Sword or Xuanyuan Sword, there should be a sword that accompanies him to conquer the world."

Lin Xuan pondered: "However, whether it is that sword or the sword-making method passed down to later generations. They were all given to Emperor Xuanyuan by the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens."

"Ah, this..."

"She has the status of the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens, but she is also the King of the Swordsmen of the Nine Provinces."

Lin Xuan smiled and said: "It seems that the swordsmanship of the little swordsman is so unique, and it may not be because of the Yue Girl."

"The Swordsmen of the Nine Provinces? This name is pretty nice!"

A Qing smiled and said: "It sounds much better than the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens."

Huang Rong: "..."