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Chapter 743: A Thousand Years of Disaster

Zhou Qingbo prescribed a few medications, Zhao Yangui asked Xiong Da to buy medicine, and then left.

Before leaving, Zhou Qingbo talked to me a few more words, saying that he had taken the medicine soup made from the Wannian Snow Lotus, which had endless magical uses. In the case of a sloppy Taoist priest, he would not survive. Even if he survived, his cultivation would probably be completely abandoned. However, with the effect of the Wannian Snow Lotus, his cultivation would not only recover, but his injury recovery speed was several times that of normal, and he could heal within a month, and Gu Haoran was faster, so I didn't worry.

Yuankong and I respectfully sent Zhou Qingbo away and thanked him repeatedly.

When I took out the money to give it to him, Zhou Qingbo waved his hand and said no, Zhao Yangui had already given it to him.

Zhou Qingbo and I left each other’s contact information, and maybe we can ask him for help in the future.

After seeing him off, I was in a good mood. When I thought that the two of them could recover quickly, a big stone in my heart finally fell to the ground.

The next day, Gu Haoran woke up and was able to move his hands and feet, and could not get out of bed for the time being.

When dealing with Puticha before, Gu Haoran fainted and didn't know what happened later.

When we told him that the sloppy Taoist used Maoshan divine fighting technique, killed Puticha, and almost died, Gu Haoran was also very shocked.

He didn't expect that at the critical moment, the sloppy Taoist priest would use such a ruthless move to save everyone's life.

Everyone knows a little about Maoshan magical fighting technique. Except for Zhao Yangui who had used it before, we have never seen such a magical method.

The so-called Maoshan divine fighting technique is similar to the enlistment technique.

It’s like the horse-ridden immortal disciples will ask the immortals to possess them.

But the difference is that the immortal who came out of the horse invited a demon, while the sloppy Taoist priest invited a powerful soul.

What he invited was not a real god, but the Maoshan Sect had passed away, but the soul was still left among the ancestors of Maoshan Sect.

As long as the Maoshan inner disciples have reached a certain level of cultivation, they can use the Maoshan Divine Fighting Technique to invite the ancestors of Maoshan Sect to their bodies. At that time, the ancestors were fighting against others and could achieve powerful explosions in a very short period of time.

However, this Maoshan magic trick also has its disadvantages and is subject to many restrictions.

For example, the powerful soul invited cannot exert all the power of the soul. The higher the cultivation level, the stronger the soul invited will be.

Just like a sloppy Taoist priest, the Maoshan Sect ancestor invited was probably not even able to use one-tenth of the other's methods.

However, no matter how high or low the cultivation level is, the powerful soul will not stay in the person who uses the magical striking technique for a long time.

After all, this powerful soul cannot be completely in line with the body of the person who performs the magical blow.

The most terrifying thing is that after using Maoshan God’s Technique, it will cause a great backlash to the caster himself.

Because after using Maoshan Divine Strike, it will form a kind of squeezed consumption of its own energy.

Usually, you can lift a hundred kilograms of things, but by using magical fighting techniques, you can lift a thousand kilograms of things.

But this is not something the caster himself can bear.

Therefore, after using this technique, you will be exhausted for a while. If you use the Maoshan Divine Strike and still fail to kill the opponent, and the ancestor's soul leaves, then you will definitely be dead and there is no room for resistance.

This is why the sloppy Taoist priest began to vomit blood after the soul of the ancestor left.

Although he is an inner disciple of the Maoshan Sect, his cultivation is far from reaching the point where he uses the Maoshan Divine Skill. He still took the effect of the Ten Thousand Years of Snow Lotus Petals, which has improved his cultivation to a certain extent. He tried his best to activate this technique.

After a while, the powerful soul of the Maoshan Sect ancestor felt like he stayed in the sloppy Taoist priest for a few minutes, and almost killed him.

After the sloppy Taoist priest's cultivation level improves, he will be able to control the Maoshan God's fighting technique, and the backlash power he brought to him will not be so strong at that time.

Zhao Yan returned to the scene and said that he had seen the Maoshan Sect leader Long Yan used the Maoshan God's Technique. He had a strong foundation in cultivation. Even if the powerful soul left, he had nothing to do and could not feel the power of backlash.

In the final analysis, the sloppy Taoist priest has a very weak foundation and needs to continue to experience the world.

Two more days later, the sloppy Taoist priest woke up.

These days, we have been feeding medicine to the sloppy Taoist priest. Every time we go over and look at him, we can feel his vitality recovering rapidly.

When I took his pulse, I also felt that his broken meridians were also quickly repairing themselves.

After the sloppy Taoist priest woke up, he glanced at the people around him. The first thing he said was: "Brother... are you all here? This underworld is quite bright..."

His voice was very weak, and his voice was hoarse as soon as he spoke.

I reached out and twisted his thigh, and the sloppy Taoist's face turned green in pain.

"Does it hurt?" I asked him.

"It hurts... Why did your uncle's Wu Jie pinch people like a woman?" said the sloppy Taoist priest sucking the air conditioner.

"I want to tell you that you are alive, you kid is not dead, you won't feel the pain if you die." I looked at him with a smile.

What I thought to myself was that it was avenge. When I was over the thunder tribulation, I was almost struck to death by lightning and lay on the bed and couldn't move. This kid came to me for a moment, and I was so thrusting in pain. Now I finally got back.

The sloppy Taoist priest said unexpectedly: "What's wrong. It's said that if I forcefully urge the Maoshan divine attack technique, my life should have been gone long ago. Why are you alive again?"

"The petals of the ten thousand-year-old snow lotus that you came to save your life. A skilled doctor came two days ago and told us that the medicinal effect produced by the ten thousand-year-old snow lotus petals saved your life at critical moments, and can quickly repair the damaged body. If it weren't for that good thing, your body would have been cremated." I teased.

"Not bad, I've saved my life and made a big profit!" said the sloppy Taoist excitedly.

"A good person will not live long, and the disaster will last for thousands of years. What you are talking about is you. Let's enjoy you secretly." I said happily.

"Xiao Jie, I don't like to listen to you. If you want to say disaster, it's you. Even the thunder in your life will not kill you, but you are still the boy's life." The sloppy Taoist said with a smile.

"Brother Luo, don't work so hard in the future. If we hadn't used the Thousand Years of Snow Lotus before, we would have really not seen you." Yuankong also said on the side.
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