C613 Lost Control

In that case, the little white fox is a blessing in disguise. In order to achieve quick success, its master not only absorbed a lot of Si Shuiliu's blood essence, but also her blood essence. Then, because of the temporary existence and pause in Zhang Jingxuan's body, Zhang Jingxuan's life force was also contaminated by a tiny bit of life force.

In this way, it was not difficult to understand the last conversation between Si Shuiliu and Zhang Jingxuan.

Si Shuiliu understood that Zhang Jingxuan knew the Soul Concentration Technique, and most likely knew the method to resolve it.

Because he was not the master of the spirit beast or the blood sacrifice, he might have the ability to only accept the benefits of the Soul Concentration and leave the additional pain to the original owner of the spirit beast.

This kind of pain. This kind of situation seemed to have happened before, but it rarely happened. Because it was almost impossible for a shaman to be willing to sacrifice time and blood essence to nurture a powerful spirit beast for someone else.

In the end, he gave up this kind of power and returned the Soul Concentrating Power to the little white fox, allowing it to finally recover its vitality and save himself three years of painstaking effort.

But this also meant that she lost the chance to win the competition. At that time, her feelings were so complicated that it could be imagined.

The twists and turns in this were not something that outsiders could understand, so it was no wonder Muyan Wenying and Murong Lingyun did not understand what had happened.

After all the talking, Zhang Jingxuan's harvest was actually very wonderful.

When he sent the power of the Soul Concentration back, he discovered one thing. It was something that he had overlooked previously.

His current injuries caused him to be in a bad condition. It was as if his four limbs did not belong to him. However, his inner energy was actually not damaged. The five senses that he trained hard allowed him to sense this world even more. Now, he realized that he could actually not rely on his four limbs. He could do some things just by using his internal energy. For example, he suddenly thought that he could turn his head slightly. He shot a stream of air at the wall next to him through the counteracting force of the air. He could move his body backwards. If he controlled it well enough... It can even give him a certain level of mobility. This was only one of the reasons.

The second reason was that the little white fox's Soul Spheres had already been sent back in reverse. However, just like how the little white fox could feel the power that came from him, he could still feel the remnants of the spirit beast's power in his body. It even included the remnant chapter of the Shaman Cult of the weak Si Shuiliu. Zhang Jingxuan believed that... If he could also find a suitable spirit beast, he might be able to achieve the goal of recovering through this method. However, this kind of road was a bit too long.

However, very soon, Kuiguang's medicine test had given him a more realistic hope.

Half of his painful performance at that time was real, and the other half was even more real than real. Because he had almost lost control at that time.

Kuiguang indeed had some evil thoughts of revenge when he was making medicine, mixed with animal excrement that was within his reach. He had to at least disgust Zhang Jingxuan. Of course, the medicine he made also took a lot of effort. He wanted to suppress the Shaman Cult in the competition for religious abilities. The various medicines he used were all treasures that the people of Sichuan had selflessly worshipped for hundreds of years. Many of them could no longer be called medicines. They could be called treasures that could not be bought no matter how much money they spent. The medicinal strength was so strong that even Zhang Jingxuan's meridians were strengthened to the limit. Medicinal pills and elixirs were used in battles. Even an abnormal fellow who ate like candy would find it hard to bear.

Therefore, Zhang Jingxuan almost went berserk at that time to consume the impact of this kind of extraordinary medicinal strength. If that was the case, this competition would be considered Kuiguang's great lama's victory. This was not the outcome he wanted to see. Besides, Kuiguang's attack was not meant for him. It was purely to win this match that he did not hesitate to spend a lot of money. The medicine was so overbearing, but Kuiguang only wanted to make contributions. He did not care about any courtiers or aides, but he wanted to urge Zhang Jingxuan to be able to move. He even wanted to immediately get up and have to be alive and kicking.

But this way, the only thing left of this medicine was the qi of a tyrant, but it didn't have any nourishing effects. The overly violent medicinal strength caused the medicine to quickly spread out after a short period of effect, just like the rising and falling of the tide. In reality, Zhang Jingxuan could not obtain any benefits. He could only rely on the crazy medicinal strength to move freely during the short period of time he was being used. After that, he would still be me. But even so, in this battle... It could be said to be... Kuiguang had won. He was a good man, but he didn't want to do anything good. He didn't want to create a new competitor for himself. Kuiguang's wishful thinking made cracking sounds.

Unfortunately, the opponent he met was Cult Master Zhang from the Litre Bucket Sect. With Zhang Jingxuan's brain, how could he not guess what Lama Kuiguang was thinking? If Kuiguang understood what he was thinking, then Cult Master Zhang would have wasted so many days in the martial world.

Zhang Jingxuan could feel it as soon as the inconspicuous medicine entered his stomach. The heat all over his body seemed to have returned to the Void Trapped Mountain that was about to erupt. It was as if he was no longer wearing a brocade fur coat. Instead, it was a hot iron plate that made him want to roll on it. The heat that came from his body made him feel that he had to jump up. Jumping around the moat outside would make him feel comfortable.

However, our Cult Master Zhang will not admit defeat so easily. He immediately made a bold choice. He used his greatest willpower to control his body and then pushed his inner energy to the limit. He did not fight against the medicinal force, but attacked the vital parts of his internal organs.

He knew that this was the only way, and this was the only chance. He wanted to hit the target with one blow, and knock himself out. If he couldn't succeed once, he would never have a second chance. In his current condition, he wasn't even injured before. He probably wouldn't be able to suppress the effects of the medicine. He would have to run, punch, kick, and other supplementary forces to help scatter the medicine. Because this could be said to be an instinctive reaction of the body that couldn't be avoided.

But now, Zhang Jingxuan did not want to do that, so he could only do the opposite. He attacked himself and knocked himself out, so as to avoid falling into Kuiguang's great lama's scheme. What was even more precious was that he could store most of the precious medicinal strength in his body. He believed in the strength of his body, and could also be said to be gambling on luck. He blindly placed his bet, and then was willing to admit defeat.

Reality proved that he won the bet.

Of course, the danger involved was also extremely great. It could even be said that it was not the best choice at all. But Zhang Jingxuan's stubborn temper had risen, and even he was afraid of it. Without hesitation, he made this choice. But later on, when others woke him up, he couldn't help but curse.