Chapter 1017 Heart of Agate, Heart of Sea Soul Agate
The hook-nosed old man frowned, thought for a moment, and then said, "I'm afraid it's inappropriate!"
"What's wrong!" The white-faced monk showed dissatisfaction. In his heart, there was nothing more important than letting out such bad breath.
The old man with a hooked nose looked thoughtful as he answered.
"The once-in-a-century auction in Sunset City is about to begin, and now all forces from the Thirteenth dock in the East China Sea are gathering one after another."
"At this juncture, if we act rashly, once we are targeted by other forces, I'm afraid... it will affect our next plan in Sunset City!"
"Young master, you should know that Sunset City is a big piece of meat. Except for a few forces such as Jiandao in the Thirteenth Ward of the East China Sea, no other force wants to take over Sunset City. At this critical moment, we cannot teach others how to do it. handle!"
The white-faced monk smiled hatefully in his eyes. He pondered for a moment before slowly calming down. He said impatiently, "In other words, this matter... can only be forgotten?"
"This is definitely not the case. In this case, I will send someone to keep an eye on them secretly. No matter how good the relationship between the seven of them is, they cannot always act at the same time."
"If there is an appropriate opportunity, the old slave will take action in secret. Even if it doesn't work, it won't be too late to wait until they leave Sunset City and try to target them. After all... we are not only powerful in Sunset City, right?"
"The top priority right now is to take good care of the young master's injury."
The hook-nosed old man continued to speak and quickly gave advice.
"Hmph, let's arrange it this way for the time being."
The white-faced monk snorted coldly, knowing that what the hook-nosed old man said was reasonable, so he did not continue to refute.
His eyes fell on the old man and he continued: "Since you came back early, it seems that... the things I asked you to do have been done?"
"The subordinates of the Onyx Heart have found it, which is more than enough to repair the damaged heart of the young master. Unfortunately, I heard that there is a rare and rare in a thousand years, the legendary Sea Soul Agate Heart, which will be auctioned in three years' time. auction."
"It's just that it took too long, and the master's physical injuries cannot wait until that time."
The hook-nosed old man continued to speak. As he spoke, he raised his hand and took out a crystal that was like a heart and exuded a strange aura, and handed it to the white-faced monk in front of him.
"It doesn't matter, the auction will start tomorrow. If we can manage to get the legendary Sea Soul Agate Heart, it won't be too late to replace it."
Holding the crystal in the palm of his hand, the white-faced monk looked happy.
He swept the feather fan in his hand, and the next second, a body without any vitality or breath, with a fat body and a strong and sinister evil aura appeared in front of him.
There was a layer of frost all over his body, and there was a striking puncture wound at his heart, which looked shocking.
The heart inside has been broken long ago, causing the physical body to lose its vitality.
If Su Twelve and others were here, they would be able to recognize at a glance that this fat body was clearly the fat evil cultivator who wanted to do evil things to Mu Feiyan outside the cave.
Holding the agate heart in his hand, the white-faced monk did not waste any time and immediately tried his best to mobilize the true energy in his body and continuously inject it into it.
In the blink of an eye, the agate heart glowed with blood-red light.
In the light, countless blood threads flew, quickly rushing towards the pierced heart of the fat body.
One after another, the agate heart held by the white-faced monk quickly shrank until it disappeared.
Only those strands, as thin as hair, and dense blood lines, intertwined and flowed around the wounds on the fat body.
\u003e In just a quarter of an hour, a brand new heart is condensed.
The heart beat powerfully, and there was a faint sound of "dong dong", which was extremely energetic.
The heart is connected to the body, and when it beats, it drives the blood flow and circulation in the fat body. It looks no different from the original heart.
Along with the blood circulation, the frost and cold air on the body surface disappears. The body that was originally filled with lifeless energy gradually gained a bit of blood.
The injured flesh and blood inside and outside the heart are repaired and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing that the wound was recovering as before, the hook-nosed old man immediately reminded him: "Sir, it's okay!"
The words fell instantly.
The white-faced monk sat cross-legged on the ground and suddenly pointed at his eyebrows. Immediately, a whole body of energy, energy, and energy condensed into a ball, flew out from between the eyebrows, and then disappeared into the fat body.
"Huh... the feeling of controlling the body is the most comfortable!"
A low and hoarse voice sounded, and the white-faced monk lost all his vitality, and there was no movement in the blink of an eye.
On the opposite side, the fat body suddenly opened its eyes and stood upright, with a flash of light in its eyes.
The next second, the gloomy and evil energy around him converged very quickly, and the whole person held his head high and his chest high, exuding a majestic and righteous energy.
"Congratulations, sir, for finally repairing this physical body."
"In the City Lord's Mansion, several people belonging to other forces have been making frequent moves recently. If you, the acting City Lord, don't come forward, I'm afraid our previous preparations will fall short."
The old man with a hooked nose stood aside and said hurriedly and respectfully.
"I've thanked you for your troubles these days."
"However, although there is an agate heart to repair the heart, the heart is extremely fragile right now. It will take some time to nurse it back to its full stability."
The fat monk cupped his hands and cupped his fists. Compared to the white-faced monk, his face was pale and bloodless, even slightly stiff.
At this time, not only was there more blood on his face, but there were also subtle changes in his expression that were more obvious.
"Young master, don't worry about this. As long as you show up, you will definitely be able to scare those restless guys."
"In addition, I have specially found a dozen good-looking cauldrons. Not only are they all virgins, but they are also the type you like, the young master. They can help the young master further stabilize his injury." The hook-nosed old man continued.
Hearing this, the obese monk looked happy and rubbed his fat hands excitedly, "Haha, the one who knows me well is Mr. Yan!"
The hook-nosed old man chuckled and continued: "In addition, the old slave also managed to capture three third-level sea turtles and sea snake monsters. Regardless of flesh and blood or inner elixir, they are great tonics! Especially... Among them, there is also a spirit turtle monster that is rare to see in a thousand years. "
"Turtle, snake, monster? Okay, okay! Why are you still standing there, why don't you return to the city lord's mansion quickly?"
The fat monk moved his index finger, raised his hand, covered the body of the white-faced monk in front of him with a formation, turned around and walked out the door.
His practice of Qigong is a dual cultivation of evil skills, and it is impossible to transcend the flesh and soul and merge with the soul.
To cultivate both sensuality and sensuality, one needs to plunder the cauldron and furnace to replenish the female yin, and also needs aphrodisiacs and essence supplements to make up for one's own essence deficiency.
At this moment, even though he had not yet seen the beautiful cauldron and delicacies mentioned by the hook-nosed old man, the fat monk's whole body was shaking, and his whole body was already electrified, and he was secretly excited.
The old man with a hooked nose followed closely behind him. He suddenly thought of something and moved forward in a low voice. The old man with a hooked nose frowned, thought for a moment, and then said: "I'm afraid it's inappropriate!"
"What's wrong!" The white-faced monk showed dissatisfaction. In his heart, there was nothing more important than letting out such bad breath.
The old man with a hooked nose looked thoughtful as he answered.
"The once-in-a-century auction in Sunset City is about to begin, and now all forces from the Thirteenth dock of the East China Sea are gathering one after another." .??.
"At this juncture, if we act rashly, once we are targeted by other forces, I'm afraid... it will affect our next plan in Sunset City!"
"Young master, you should know that Sunset City is a big piece of meat. Except for a few forces such as Jiandao in the Thirteenth Ward of the East China Sea, no other force wants to take over Sunset City. At this critical moment, we cannot teach others how to do it. handle!"
The white-faced monk smiled hatefully in his eyes. He pondered for a moment before slowly calming down. He said impatiently, "In other words, this matter... can only be forgotten?"
"This is definitely not the case. In this case, I will send someone to keep an eye on them secretly. No matter how good the relationship between the seven of them is, they cannot always act at the same time."
"If there is an appropriate opportunity, the old slave will take action in secret. Even if it doesn't work, it won't be too late to wait until they leave Sunset City and try to target them. After all... we are not only powerful in Sunset City, right?"
"The top priority right now is to take good care of the young master's injury."
The hook-nosed old man continued to speak and quickly gave advice.
"Hmph, let's arrange it this way for the time being."
The white-faced monk snorted coldly, knowing that what the hook-nosed old man said was reasonable, so he did not continue to refute.
His eyes fell on the old man and he continued: "Since you came back early, it seems that... the things I asked you to do have been done?"
"The subordinates of the Onyx Heart have found it, which is more than enough to repair the damaged heart of the young master. Unfortunately, I heard that there is a rare and rare in a thousand years, the legendary Sea Soul Agate Heart, which will be auctioned in three years' time. auction."
"It's just that it took too long, and the master's physical injuries cannot wait until then."
The hook-nosed old man continued to speak. As he spoke, he raised his hand and took out a crystal that was like a heart and exuded a strange aura, and handed it to the white-faced monk in front of him.
"It doesn't matter, the auction will start tomorrow. If we can manage to get the legendary Sea Soul Agate Heart, it won't be too late to replace it."
Holding the crystal in the palm of his hand, the white-faced monk looked happy.
He swept the feather fan in his hand, and the next second, a body without any vitality or breath, with a fat body and a strong and sinister evil aura appeared in front of him.
There was a layer of frost all over his body, and there was a striking puncture wound at his heart, which looked shocking.
The heart inside has been broken long ago, causing the physical body to lose its vitality.
If Su Twelve and others were here, they would be able to recognize at a glance that this fat body was clearly the fat evil cultivator who wanted to do evil things to Mu Feiyan outside the cave.
Holding the agate heart in his hand, the white-faced monk did not waste any time and immediately tried his best to mobilize the true energy in his body and continuously inject it into it.
In the blink of an eye, the agate heart glowed with blood-red light.
In the light, countless blood threads flew, quickly rushing towards the pierced heart of the fat body.
One after another, the agate heart held by the white-faced monk quickly shrank until it disappeared.
Only those strands, as thin as hair, and dense blood lines, intertwined and flowed around the wounds on the fat body.
\u003e In just a quarter of an hour, a brand new heart is condensed.
The heart beat powerfully, and there was a faint sound of "dong dong", which was extremely energetic.
The heart is connected to the body, and when it beats, it drives the blood flow and circulation in the fat body. It looks no different from the original heart.
Along with the blood circulation, the frost and cold air on the body surface disappears. The body that was originally filled with lifeless energy gradually gained a bit of blood.
The injured flesh and blood inside and outside the heart are repaired and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing that the wound was recovering as before, the hook-nosed old man immediately reminded him: "Sir, it's okay!"
The words fell instantly.
The white-faced monk sat cross-legged on the ground and suddenly pointed at his eyebrows. Immediately, a whole body of energy, spirit, and energy condensed into a ball, flew out from between the eyebrows, and then disappeared into the fat body.
"Huh... the feeling of controlling the body is the most comfortable!"
A low and hoarse voice sounded, and the white-faced monk lost all his vitality, and there was no movement in the blink of an eye.
On the opposite side, the fat body suddenly opened its eyes and stood upright, with a flash of light in its eyes.
The next second, the gloomy and evil energy around him converged very quickly, and the whole person held his head high and his chest high, exuding a majestic and righteous energy.
"Congratulations, sir, for finally repairing this physical body."
"In the City Lord's Mansion, several people belonging to other forces have been making frequent moves recently. If you, the acting City Lord, don't come forward, I'm afraid our previous preparations will fall short."
The old man with a hooked nose stood aside and said hurriedly and respectfully.
"I've thanked you for your troubles these days."
"However, although the Onyx Heart can repair the heart, the heart is extremely fragile right now. It will take some time to recuperate if it is to be completely stabilized."
The fat monk cupped his hands and cupped his fists. Compared to the white-faced monk, his face was pale and bloodless, even slightly stiff.
At this time, not only was there more blood on his face, but there were also subtle changes in his expression that were more obvious.
"Young master, don't worry about this. As long as you show up, you will definitely be able to scare those restless guys."
"In addition, I have specially found a dozen good-looking cauldrons. Not only are they all virgins, but they are also the type you like, the young master. They can help the young master further stabilize his injury." The hook-nosed old man continued.
Hearing this, the obese monk looked happy and rubbed his fat hands excitedly, "Haha, the one who knows me well is Mr. Yan!"
The hook-nosed old man chuckled and continued: "In addition, the old slave also managed to capture three third-level sea turtles and sea snake monsters. Regardless of flesh and blood or inner elixir, they are great tonics! Especially... Among them, there is also a spirit turtle monster that is rare to see in a thousand years. "
"Turtle, snake, monster? Okay, okay! Then why are you still standing there? Why don't you return to the city lord's mansion quickly?"
The fat monk moved his index finger, raised his hand, covered the body of the white-faced monk in front of him with a formation, turned around and walked out the door.
His practice of Qigong is a dual cultivation of evil skills, and it is impossible to transcend physical desires and merge with soul.
To cultivate both sensuality and sensuality, one needs to plunder the cauldron and furnace to replenish the female yin, and also needs aphrodisiacs and essence supplements to make up for one's own essence deficiency.
At this moment, even though he had not yet seen the beautiful cauldron and delicacies mentioned by the hook-nosed old man, the fat monk's whole body was shaking, and his whole body was already electrified, and he was secretly excited.
The hook-nosed old man followed closely behind, suddenly thought of something, and leaned forward in a low voice,
