Kyushu Daoist Master

Huh!

Yang Ze cried out in surprise. He sat up from the bed and looked around suddenly. His head was covered with sweat.

He was panting slightly. There was some fear in Yang Ze's eyes. Just now, he had a nightmare. In the dream, he lost control of his body and was controlled by a strange force. In the end, he became a killing machine without emotion and pain, and started killing.

He killed a bloody storm, a sea of ​​corpses and blood, and finally attracted many strong men to besiege him. However, his own strength was not the best in the world. It was only because he was controlled by the strange force that he lost his emotions and became a killer. That's why so many people died in his hands.

Under the siege of many strong men, he was not an opponent at all. In the end, he was beaten to death, his body exploded, and he died on the spot.

At the moment of his death, Yang Ze's consciousness recovered and he regained control of himself, but at that time, Yang Ze felt a severe pain, which woke him up directly.

After waking up, Yang Ze still had fear in his eyes. It was because the nightmare had brought him too strong a shock, and the haze it brought could not be dissipated in a short time.

Looking around, Yang Ze found himself in a strange house. The four walls of the house were extremely white and smooth, without any lines or patterns on them. At first glance, there was no flaw at all.

The floor was also paved with white jade. There was a faint white gas emanating from the gaps between each stone slab, which made it stand out.

Yang Ze finally saw where he was now. It turned out to be a piece of jade with a faint white light. The jade was very flat and was polished into a bed. Now Yang Ze was lying on it.

The jade not only did not bring Yang Ze a chill, but instead brought him a warm breath. The warm breath penetrated into Yang Ze's body and relieved him from the shock he had just received.

Looking at this scene, Yang Ze began to try to recall why he was here.

His mind was a little heavy now, and it felt like many things were filling up at the same time. Fortunately, Yang Ze was a fifth-grade warrior, and his spiritual consciousness protected his body, so he quickly dispelled the heavy feeling.

He recalled that he was originally standing in Yinan Mansion, resisting the divine servant of the Jueshen Sect. The divine servant did not know what kind of strange attack he had launched, and actually attacked the creatures of the entire Yinan Mansion, and even summoned the projection of their upper god.

Yang Ze had seen that kind of strange attack method for the first time, and he was defeated completely in that battle.

As for the last one, Yang Ze only remembered that he did not even have the opportunity to use his life-saving trump card, and he lost consciousness directly. A force burst out from the depths of his body at that time, allowing him to continue fighting.

According to what he felt at the last moment, that force was much stronger than his own, but he was still no match. After that, Yang Ze felt only pain.

After that, it was the nightmare, and when he woke up, he appeared here.

Yang Ze couldn't think of any good explanation for all this. All he could think of was that he was defeated in that battle and almost died. Now he looked like this, so he must not be dead. He must have been saved by someone.

Wanting to get out of bed to see what was going on, Yang Ze moved his body slightly. As a result, he felt some resistance and found that he was wrapped in a pile of gauze.

These gauze were stained red, which looked particularly scary. Yang Ze didn't care about these. He wanted to go out and take a look.

But when he just took a step to go out, he suddenly felt weak all over. Not only did he not stretch out his feet, but he felt weak all over and almost fell back.

Somewhat surprised, Yang Ze hadn't felt so weak for a long time. With his physique, he recovered quickly every time. When had he ever felt like this?

"Don't move around, lie down and have a good rest."

Just when Yang Ze was thinking about it, Zhuge Changyun appeared in the room quietly, walked a few steps quickly, walked in front of Yang Ze, and stared at Yang Ze.

After hearing what Zhuge Changyun said, Yang Ze stood there for a while, not knowing what to do, and just stared at Zhuge Changyun.

Zhuge Changyun waved gently, and a gentle force fell on Yang Ze, allowing Yang Ze to lie on the bed again.

"You have been in a coma for more than a month, and your whole body has become very weak. Looking at your pulse now, it is so weak that it may be cut off at any time. Now you have just recovered, and the little strength you have finally recovered supports you to sit up. Don't move around casually. If you pull any injuries, you will faint again."

Zhuge Changyun stood on the side of Yang Ze and said softly. However, although Zhuge Changyun said it very heavily, after seeing this disciple wake up, there was still some joy in the depths of his eyes, but it was hidden too deeply and there was no way to find it.

Hearing this, Yang Ze was shocked. He was actually in a coma for more than a month. This time was too long. Doesn't this mean that more than a month has passed since the end of the war in the entire Yinan Prefecture.

So much time has passed, and when I count the time, five months have passed out of the eight months agreed upon with Zhuge Changyun.

Yang Ze suddenly became worried. He didn't know what the outcome of that battle would be, but if Yinan Mansion had not fallen into the hands of the Jueshen Sect, the time left for him now would only be the last three months.

Give him these three months, he is not sure that he will wipe out all the remaining forces in Yinan Mansion, just because he is too weak now. It will take a lot of time to recover. Where can he go? There is enough time to clear up the chaos in Yinan Mansion.

"Master, what's going on in Yinan Mansion?" After Yang Ze saw Zhuge Changyun, he asked what he was most concerned about.

"We'll talk about the Yinan Mansion later. Let me ask you a few questions first." The joy in Zhuge Changyun's eyes disappeared, replaced by a hint of heaviness.

"Your physical condition is not optimistic. When Zhengkong brought you back from Yinan Mansion, you only had one breath left. It should be the herbs you swallowed before, which protected your breath. Otherwise, You can’t even hold on to this breath.”

Yang Ze listened to what Zhuge Changyun said. The herb in Zhuge Changyun's mouth should be nine-branch leaves. The remaining nine-branch leaves were very powerful and directly protected Yang Ze's breath.

"Yang Ze, did you feel anything when you were unconscious?" Zhuge Changyun suddenly asked, changing the topic.

"Feelings?" Yang Ze then told all the nightmares he had and the last scene he experienced before comatose.

After he finished speaking, Zhuge Changyun's brows furrowed tightly, and the heaviness between his brows could not be concealed. Yang Ze looked at it, as if he realized something was wrong.

"What is the physical martial arts you practice and where did you get it from? Yang Ze, I know there are some things that are secret to you and I shouldn't ask, but this time it involves your life. So I have to ask clearly, and I hope you can tell me all these things, so that I can make the most accurate judgment."

Zhuge Changyun's expression was serious, which made Yang Ze's heart tighten. However, Yang Ze did not speak immediately, but stared at Zhuge Changyun closely.

He wanted to take a good look at Zhuge Changyun, and he had to determine whether this Zhuge Changyun was the real Zhuge Changyun.

Looking at Zhuge Changyun attentively, Yang Ze did not find that Zhuge Changyun was false at all, and his gaze also attracted Zhuge Changyun's attention.

Zhuge Changyun shook his head, and slowly raised his wrinkled right hand. A misty air condensed from his palm and floated like that.

After seeing this misty aura, Yang Ze was finally sure that this Zhuge Changyun was the real Zhuge Changyun.

"Master, I can only tell you what I can say. The martial arts I practice is called Bupo Golden Body, and it is a low-level physical martial arts at the heaven level.

Some time ago, I have been searching everywhere for a panacea that can increase the power of Qi and blood, just to practice this heaven-level martial arts. As for where it came from, I don’t know. I got this martial arts by accident, and it appeared. The era should not be our era. "

The black stone could not be exposed, so Yang Ze could only explain it this way. After he finished speaking, Zhuge Changyun did not speak immediately and seemed to be thinking about something.

After a long while, Zhuge Changyun spoke.

"When you acquired this martial arts, did you sense any spirituality? To put it more bluntly, did you feel like you were being manipulated?"

Yang Ze shook his head. He really didn't feel it. It could even be said that he couldn't feel any life inside the black stone. The black stone should be just a dead object. Only when he triggered something, would he get some black stone. feedback.

"The reason why you were seriously injured and passed out is because when you activated a martial art with all your strength, you aroused the energy hidden in this martial arts, which overdrawn your life force and stimulated this energy, so you So weak.

This martial arts is not ordinary at all. According to what you said, I have made some calculations. It should be because your current cultivation level is insufficient and you are unable to truly master this martial arts, which is why you failed to control this martial arts. The martial arts, on the contrary, finally inspired the murderous intention, and in turn, the body was controlled by the martial arts, and fell into a state of madness.

Physical martial arts will cause the warrior's Qi and blood to explode to an extremely high level. The impact of Qi and blood will turn the warrior into an emotionless killing machine, releasing the power of this martial art. Please tell me more about this martial arts, so I can see where the problem lies. "