Chapter 940 Exchange (Fourth Update)

The pain in the finger was even worse, several times more painful than when it was cut at the beginning, as if a saw was sawing the finger, and the pain came in waves like a tide.

He bit the bedding, suppressed his moans, tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

After tossing and tossing until midnight, the pain subsided by two points, and the exhaustion accumulated in the two days overwhelmed him, and finally made him fall asleep.

In the early morning of the next day, he woke up faintly.

He looked around, the bright sunlight was shining on the window, the surrounding was very quiet, the birds were singing under the eaves, it was another leisurely morning.

He got up and sat down, opened the window, and fresh air rushed in.

He suddenly felt refreshed, and his whole body was light. Compared with yesterday, he seemed to have come to heaven from hell, which was really a difference.

He looked down at his left hand, and suddenly his eyes widened.

Two tender white fingers appeared on the broken index finger and middle finger, completely different from the surrounding fingers, white and tender, crystal clear and moist like a woman's tender onion fingers.

He moved, it was indeed his finger, and then stretched out his hand to pick up a piece of hair on the desk. He used his thumb and index finger, thumb and middle finger respectively. It's grown!

Unspeakable excitement, the joy of regaining what was lost hit him.

He opened the door with a "bang", and rushed out of the room with big strides, and came to the front of the Taoist temple. Zhou Haoran and Zheng Xiabo were practicing swords, their movements were slow, and the sword light was like water.

Seeing him coming, he looked over with concern.

Zhou Haoran was still angry with him, and snorted, "You look pretty good!"

Wen Tingdao raised his left hand, stretched out his palm and showed it in front of their eyes: "Senior brothers, take a look! Take a good look!"

The two looked at his left hand, and their eyes widened.

"It's not fake, is it?" Zhou Haoran stepped forward and twitched two tender white fingers.

Wen Tingdao suddenly pinched his fingers, Zhou Haoran turned his fingers into claws and pecked at his fingers, Wen Tingdao flicked his fingers.

"Crack!" The energy overflowed.

Zhou Haoran withdrew his hand, and said in disbelief: "It's really your finger, the skills are not diminished!"

Zheng Xiabo said: "Has it really grown?"

Wen Tingdao laughed proudly: "It really grew! This is my finger, haha!"

Originally, he didn't think his fingers were precious, but he lost them and gained them again, which was an indescribable surprise and cherishment.

"You can grow fingers in two days, it's amazing!" Zheng Xiabo exclaimed, "This Intermittent Pill really lives up to its reputation!"

The Jianyue Sect has a long history and is not inferior to the Guangming Sacred Sect. There are also alchemy scriptures such as the "Supreme Treasure Alchemy" in the sect. I have heard of the intermittent pill.

But Zongnei had never practiced it before, and because he knew it, he knew that no one could make this Intermittent Pill, so he didn't believe that what Chu Li took out was the Intermittent Pill.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother Wen!" The two laughed while clasping their fists together.

Wen Tingdao clasped his fists and laughed loudly, then stopped suddenly, and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Zhou, Senior Brother Zheng, I think of Master Hu!"

"Master Hu..." The expressions of the two changed slightly, and they looked at each other with piercing eyes.

Wen Tingdao said with a smile: "If Master Hu got this Intermittent Pill, how would you react?"

"You must get the Intermittent Pill!" The two said in a deep voice.

Zheng Xiabo said in a deep voice: "Master Hu's swordsmanship is superb, his left and right thumbs are cut off and he can't use a sword, but he is obsessed with swords, and he wants to practice the magic skill of blood clothes, so he is imprisoned in Tingchao Temple. If Master Hu gets this I don't know how happy I will be with Intermittent Pill,... our Sword Moon Sect's strength has greatly increased!"

"Don't tell Master Hu just yet, otherwise he will definitely escape from Tingchao Temple to snatch the continuation pill!" Zhou Haoran said: "On the contrary, it will cause bad things... This Zhao Dahe is a genius in alchemy!"

"And I'm a believer." Zheng Xiabo said with a smile: "If it were me, I might not give Junior Brother Wen the Intermittent Pill, this thing is too precious!"

"He must still have the Intermittent Pill in his hand!" Zhou Haoran snorted, "Otherwise, I'll grab some and bring it back to Master Hu!"

"That's an idea." Zheng Xiabo shook his head: "But it can't be done until the last moment. Don't sell it with a hammer. Apart from Mr. Hu, there are several uncles and uncles whose fingers were cut off, and some even had their arms broken. If they can recover , our merits are great, and we can also win the favor of several uncles and uncles, and with their guidance, our swordsmanship will definitely improve by leaps and bounds!"

When he said this, his expression was shining, and so were the other two.

The magic of swordsmanship is first to comprehend by oneself, and secondly to be taught by a wise master. Their master is certainly a wise master, but if there are a few masters and uncles who teach them, the stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade, and they will definitely benefit endlessly!

"Then what should we do?" Zhou Haoran asked.

Wen Tingdao thought for a while: "Brothers, why don't we exchange it with him? What kind of panacea does he need, how about using intermittent pills to exchange with us?"

"That's a good idea." Zhou Haoran nodded and smiled and said, "The pills they have are far away from each other. If we just take out some of them, he will be dumbfounded and change them obediently!"

"Don't forget that he is an alchemist!" Zheng Xiabo shook his head.

The three fell silent for a moment.

Wen Tingdao thought for a while: "Exchange him with 100 chinensis!"

"It makes sense!" Zheng Xiabo said: "But you have to be careful, secretly dealing with each other, Guangming Shengjiao may not allow disciples to exchange privately, we are not friends with Guangming Shengjiao!"

"Okay, I will look for him secretly." Wen Tingdao nodded.

——

In the morning, the air is fresh.

Chu Li was practicing the thirty-six postures for nourishing Qi in the back garden.

He paused suddenly: "Since you're here, let's show up."

Wen Tingdao wore a blue shirt, waved a folding fan, and said with a smile, "I'm here to thank you, Brother Zhao, for the Intermittent Pill!"

"You're welcome." Chu Li kept on moving, and continued to practice the thirty-six postures for nourishing Qi: "This is what we agreed, and I, Zhao Dahe, always promise credit."

"I don't know if Brother Zhao still has the Intermittent Pill?"

"Yes, but I want to dedicate it to the church, it will be a great merit."

"...Then how about giving us four?" Wen Tingdao said with a smile, "Brother Zhao, can you make any requests!"

Chu Li shook his head: "This time it was a fluke. It may not be the next time. I don't have much left. Many disabled people in the church need it more, so I won't change it, and I can't change it with you!"

"Sigh..." Wen Tingdao shook his head and said, "My Jianyue Sect also has a panacea, Brother Zhao, isn't it too interesting?"

Chu Li shook his head.

"Then what if we exchange martial arts?" Wen Tingdao looked at him with a smile.

Chu Li immediately said: "What martial arts?"

"What kind of martial art do you want?" Wen Tingdao said with a smile on his handsome face, "As long as it's not our own martial art, you can mention it."

"The martial art of Zhuanlun Temple." Chu Li said.

Wen Tingdao pondered: "The martial arts of Zhuanlun Temple are all taught by empowerment, outsiders can't get a glimpse."

Chu Li said: "Then there is nothing to change."

"The martial art of Zhuanlun Temple is not invincible." Wen Tingdao shook his head: "There is a method of restraint."

Chu Li shook his head and said: "It's useless to have a restraint method, my cultivation base is not enough."

"There is a panacea for restoring internal strength." Wen Tingdao smiled.

Chu Li frowned: "Is it similar to Rejuvenation Pill?"

Wen Tingdao nodded slowly: "Not bad!"

Chu Li waved his hand: "That's even more impossible!"

It's too easy to be caught, and the pill to restore martial arts is a big taboo.

Wen Tingdao looked at him with a frown: "Haicangshan's swordsmanship!"

"Do you have a mind?"

"...No." Wen Tingdao shook his head: "Haicang Mountain's mental method is secret, and cannot be passed on."

"What's the use of that!" Chu Li snorted.

"Haicang Mountain's swordsmanship is already unrivaled, although it is not as good as our Sword Moon Sect."

"Our Great Bright Sword is already top-notch swordsmanship."

"Haha!" Wen Tingdao laughed.