He was very surprised by the performance of the soldiers. They learned quickly.
They were focused, serious, and had a good foundation. They were worthy of being selected special elite soldiers. Their combat ability was excellent, and their learning ability was also excellent. In just one morning, there were already two warriors who had learned the basics.
"Well, it's faster than I thought," Su Zhixing said.
"They are all elites selected from thousands of people," Su Zhixing said. "Their learning ability is very strong."
"Then you have to hurry up," Wang Yao joked. "Don't let them surpass you. That would be so embarrassing!"
"Yes, you have to give me special treatment," Su Zhixing said.
Wang Yao stayed there for three days to teach the soldiers some skills. When the martial arts were practiced to a profound level, the place they held would be disabled as soon as they exerted force. For example, if they pinched the wrist joint, it would be dislocated in an instant. They would lose the ability to move. It was a very lethal martial arts.
"Won't you stay for a few more days?"
Su Zhixing asked. "No, it will be October 1st in a few days," Wang Yao said. "I have to attend my sister's wedding no matter what."
"Hey, wait a minute!" Su Zhixing slapped his forehead and took out a red envelope from his pocket.
"This is a little gift from me," Su Zhixing said.
"And mine." Mu Chengzhou also took out a red envelope with a smile.
"This …" If Su Zhixing and he were relatives in the future, there would be no problem with this red envelope. He could take it. However, Mu Chengzhou's red envelope was …
"OK, I'll thank you on behalf of my sister," Su Zhixing said. "If you have time, go to the wedding banquet. If not, I'll come to southern Yunnan again and treat you."
"OK, that's settled," Su Zhixing said. "You are always welcome here."
Wang Yao went to the provincial capital in the morning to catch a noon flight. He estimated that he would arrive in Dao later in the afternoon. He would stay in Dao for the night before returning to the mountain village.
When he got on the plane, in a valley deep in the mountains in southern Yunnan, there was an ancient village with a history of hundreds of years. Basically, no one from the outside world came here because the customs here did not welcome outsiders. On this day, an outsider came.
"It's you," Su Zhixing said. "How dare you come back?"
"Why wouldn't I dare?" the middle-aged man in a hat asked.
"Take me to see the chief," Su Zhixing said.
"Wait here."
After a while, the man came back and brought him to the largest wooden house in the village.
The high and mighty middle-aged man with a pale golden complexion quietly looked at the man below.
"I didn't expect you to still be alive!" After a long while, he finally spoke.
"Even if you can't figure it out, I can't figure it out either."
"What? You want me to save your life?"
"Hehe, my biggest wish is to kill you, and it will be for the rest of my life. Even if I die, I won't beg you to save me. However, I'm afraid this wish won't come true. Come back and take a look. After all, I'm from here. Before I die, I can at least take a look," said the middle-aged man wearing the hat.
"Then let's take a good look."
"Okay." After saying that, the middle-aged man turned around and left the bamboo building.
"Master, should we follow him?" A middle-aged man appeared and asked.
"Yes, just follow them from afar."
"Yes."
After the middle-aged man left, he walked around the small village. He went to the mountain and walked up the mountain. After walking for a while, he came to a relatively flat place. A grave appeared in front of him. It was the place where the dead people in the village were buried.
"Ah, I'm back again." He came to a grave that was covered with green grass.
"Master, I'm here to see you." He squatted down and gently cleaned up the grass in front of the grave.
"I'm sorry, Master. I can't avenge you." He sighed.
"Ah, I'm too ashamed to see you."
"Senior, it's really you!" At this time, a voice sounded behind him.
The middle-aged man was about to turn around.
"Don't look back. There are people watching behind you. I'm in the soil."
"You shouldn't have come."
"My life was saved by you," the middle-aged man said. "Since I saw you, I naturally had to come."
"I don't have long to live," the middle-aged man said. "I came to see you before I die."
"You haven't cured the poison in your body?"
"No," the middle-aged man said. "The poison has entered my internal organs and spirit. Even the gods can't save me." He said with a smile. At this point, he had already accepted life and death. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come back here.
"Senior, maybe you still have a chance to live."
"What?" The middle-aged man was slightly stunned.
"Recently, the people in the village went out and found a magical valley," the man lurking in the ground said.
"They found a magical herb in it," the middle-aged man said. "It can break the limit of the life span of creatures."
"What herb?"
"Blood Orchid."
"Blood Orchid, a legendary herb!"
"It's not a legend," the middle-aged man said. "In fact, it really exists. Moreover, the people in the valley spent a lot of effort to pick a part of it. They are refining it into medicine. Uncle and Master went out of the valley in person. The valley is very dangerous."
The man kneeling in front of the grave was silent.
"Where is it?"
Plop. Something rolled in front of him.
"Senior, the person following you is Uncle's eldest disciple," the middle-aged man said. "His cultivation is not trivial. If he wants to stop you, I'm afraid you'll have to go through some trouble."
"I see," the middle-aged man said. "Thank you."
"If it weren't for you, I would be dead now."
There was no voice. Only the man kneeling in front of the grave was left.
How can I get out of here? He was thinking.
Although the village was loose and scattered, he knew that it was very troublesome to leave from there, especially in his current situation. He was being watched by the experts in the village. If there were any abnormal movements, or if the people watching him received orders from the village, his life would be in danger.
"Should I go that way again?"
When he escaped from there, he had thought of a very dangerous way, but he didn't try it that day.
"Master, I'll try it today. If you're watching from heaven, please bless me and give me another chance." The man got up and went up the mountain. A person followed him, not far or close.
He came to a place near the top of the mountain. There was a rock protruding from the cliff. Below it was a river flowing around the outside of the village. The distance from the cliff to the river was nearly 100 meters. If it was more than 30 meters, jumping into the river was not much different from jumping onto a wall. People would die on the spot because of the impact.
He took a deep breath and jumped down.
"Huh?" As soon as he jumped down, the man who had been following him immediately appeared on the cliff. He looked down and saw the moment he hit the water. He could even hear the violent sound.
"This result?" He stared at the turbulent water for a long time.
"Is he dead?"
He went down the mountain and returned to the bamboo building. He reported what he had seen to his master.
"He jumped into the river?"
"Yes."
"The poison has spread to his internal organs," Wang Yao said. "He won't live long. The river is so turbulent. It's fate that he can survive. Don't worry about it."
"Yes, Master," Wang Yao said.
The river was very turbulent. About a dozen miles away from the village, a man suddenly appeared. He struggled for a while, but was hit by another wave. Perhaps he was not fated to die at the moment. A tree fell. The trunk of the tree was across the water, which happened to stop him.
Huff, huff. Now, he was breathing in more than he was exhaling. He had no strength to go ashore. He was soaked in the water just like that.
He kept coughing. Blood kept flowing out from the corners of his mouth. It dyed the river red and then was washed away.
Ugh! He endured the pain and wanted to go ashore with the trunk, but he did not have any strength. He could only insist on not being washed away by the river. It was just a matter of time.
The sky gradually darkened. The strength in his body gradually dissipated.
"Master, I'm coming to see you. You can scold me or hit me when the time comes." He closed his eyes and let go of his hand.
Light, where did the light come from?
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a house covered with a quilt. He wanted to move, but his body was very painful. It was as if his bones were broken.
"Are you still alive?"
"Are you awake?" The speaker was an old man in his 50s. He was a stranger. He had never seen him before.
"Did you save me?"
"It was not me," the old man said. "Someone sent you here. You were badly hurt!"
"How long can I get out of bed?"
The old man asked. "At least three months," the old man said.
Three months. It is still a problem whether I can live for 30 days or not!
"By the way, he also left a bottle of medicine. He said you know what it is." The old man took a white porcelain bottle and handed it to the man. The man opened it and smelled it.
"Five Poison Pill!"
It was a poison, and it was highly toxic. However, this pill had a special effect. It could stimulate the potential of the human body. After taking it, if one was seriously injured, one could recover to the state before the injury in a very short time and maintain it for a few days. Then, one could endure the pain of the internal organs burning and die.
"Thank you."
"Well, just let me know if you need anything. I owe him a favor."
"Well, OK."
The man lying on the bed closed his eyes. A map appeared in his mind. It was a map of the depths of the jungle in southern Yunnan.
"Which position?"
He opened his eyes and asked for something to eat. After eating, an hour later, he put the Five Poison Pill into his mouth.
Three days later, he got out of bed and left the place. He entered the jungle as fast as he could.
"With such a serious injury, he can get out of bed in three days. Is that an elixir?"
In the mountain village thousands of miles away, Wang Yao had returned. He saw a very special patient.
"Elixir? How can there be such a thing in the world?" Wang Yao asked with a smile.
The patient's situation was very special. He was forcibly dragged by his family, but he did not think he was sick. After arriving, he began to talk about cultivation with Wang Yao.
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