Chapter 112: Night Control Method There was no flame on the wound of the broken arm, but the flesh and blood was constantly rotting. Dense blood-red lines spread from the elbow joint to the entire arm, like the crawling marks of a hideous centipede. The right one-third of the body was within the range of the evil aura was extremely thin, it could spread throughout the tent, causing Cheng Zhen and the others to change their expressions. They knew just by intuition how tricky this thing was. If they didn't suppress it, the disciples of the Tianshi Mansion might not even survive tonight. "Has it really become this serious?" Zhang Jingqing clenched his palms tightly. He stood aside, looking at his disciple suffering from illness and sighing deeply. The feeling of powerlessness was so deep. "Could it be that the flame, when it came into contact with my body, had already passed through the blood and taken residence in various parts of the body, making it impossible to remove it?" Zhang Zhiwei was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, his expression was solemn, the more he speculated, the more uneasy he became. All the signs showed that his junior fellow apprentice was in imminent danger. "Master Jiang, do you think there is still hope for me?" Tian Jinzhong could feel the vitality draining from his body all the time. The perception of the right half of his body was very vague and dull. The broken arm was like a reservoir bursting, and the blood and energy rushed out. "Have." Jiang Mo checked the damaged tendons and the weak Qi remaining in the wound. He was stunned for a moment, fell into thought, and came to a conclusion after a moment: "If I'm not mistaken, you were injured by the Eastern Araki-ryu samurai;" "The masters of their sword skills usually seek out master craftsmen to forge special swords using their ancestral secrets, and then combine them with their own breathing techniques to release a kind of 'impure fire';" Hearing his judgment, the two Zhangs were moved. Tian Jinzhong seemed to have found the key to breaking the deadlock, and couldn't help asking: "Master Jiang, have you ever encountered them?"
"Yes, there were also foreigners from other countries, and they fought against each other at that time." Jiang Mo's hair gradually turned white, and he entered the triple reverse-rebirth state. His right hand touched Tian Jinzhong's wound, and the dark brown Qi rolled violently, trying to spread along his five fingers, fighting against the blazing silver Yang Qi, and in a moment it turned into wisps of flying ash. Everyone held their breath, the atmosphere in the tent was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop, waiting for Jiang Mo's further analysis. "Yes, it is this power, which is almost the same as the flame that besieged me back then." "Uncle Master, is there any solution?" Cheng Zhen got closer to see the clues. The strange Qi had not yet produced the impure fire, but it was like a cunning living creature. After encountering danger, it immediately retracted into Tian Jinzhong's body. When he asked for countermeasures, everyone was on edge and dared not breathe. "It will take some time to extinguish the flames and repair the remains." Jiang Mo did not shy away from talking to Zhang Jingqing, "Tianshi, please go outside the tent with this little Taoist friend and wait. As for your disciple's life, I can protect it." "Very good, very good. I'll leave it to Master Jiang. I'll be very grateful." Zhang Jingqing thanked him quickly. He understood that repairing the broken arm might involve the sect’s secrets, so he took Zhang Zhiwei away without saying a word. "Jin'er, Shuiyun, you two should follow the Heavenly Master. Chengzhen will stay here." "Okay, Uncle Master." Lu Jin took the order and retreated with Shui Yun. There were only three people left in the tent. Cheng Zhen helped Tian Jinzhong to steady himself and comforted him with words: "Brother Tian, don't worry. I was injured more seriously than you before, but I was still saved by my uncle. Please believe him." "Thank you for your help, Master Jiang." The panic in Tian Jinxin's heart was relieved a little, especially when he saw Jiang Mo in front of him, with frosty hair and icy skin, like an immortal. Somehow, he trusted him very much. It is a kind of temperament that requires no words, and just the gestures can bring a sense of security that penetrates the soul. "Cheng Zhen, take a good look at my Qi-activating techniques. They will be of great help to you in the future, whether you are breaking through the third level or healing your fellow disciples."
"Disciple, please remember this and do not be negligent, Uncle Master." Cheng Zhen was very alert. Afterwards, Jiang Mo performed the triple true method. His five slender jade fingers emitted white light. He grabbed Tian Jinzhong's broken arm and suddenly burst out with a terrifying traction force. The impure fire energy that had seeped into Tian Jinzhong's flesh and blood struggled frantically like a mayfly trying to shake a tree. The black lines all over the right side of his body continued to recede, and the remaining fire energy disappeared in an instant and fell into Jiang Mo's hands. The moment it was lightly grasped by his five fingers, it was completely refined. Tian Jin was shocked. When the bright white energy covered his arm, the severe pain that tormented him was greatly alleviated. Even when he was extinguishing the flames, although the impure fire energy was raging and left bloody scars on his broken arms like the scratches of a ghost, he did not feel much pain. Under the cover of the bright white true energy, the torn flesh and blood tissue healed in an instant. After completing the first step of stopping the injury, the second step is to "regenerate the broken arm". Jiang Mo plans to transform Tian Jinzhong into Qi and then reshape his body, so he informed him in advance: "Master Tian, from now on, you must not use Qi, understand?" "To ensure your safety, please sleep for a while." "Okay, I'll follow your instructions." Tian Jinzhong kept his body relaxed, and after the black lines on the right side of his body disappeared, his consciousness was slowly recovering. Jiang Mo stretched out his index finger and pressed it against Tian Jinzhong's brow. A weak flow of Qi passed through his skin, sweeping through his body like an electric current, hypnotizing him and making him fall asleep. The wound stopped bleeding. Tian Jinzhong, who was exhausted after a night of work, was gently placed on a blanket by Cheng Zhen and fell asleep peacefully. "Cheng Zhen, look carefully." "The Qi of the brain is the most difficult to control, followed by the heart and other organs, and finally the tendons, bones, blood and flesh." Jiang Mo gave some instructions and began to circulate his Qi. His right hand gently grasped Tian Jinzhong's broken arm, and the latter's flesh and blood began to disintegrate, like thousands of floating white gravel. Jiang Mo patiently explained the Qi transformation of each part of the arms, torso, internal organs, and brain, trying his best to make Cheng Zhen understand more easily. "When saving people, you need to maintain a precise sense of proportion, but if it is used as a killing move, with the blessing of the triple true method, I can Qi-transform outsiders at will. As long as they touch me, it's the end." Jiang Mo held a ball of white light in his hand, which was Tian Jinzhong's Qi transformation state. "When a person is born, he has an innate Qi that transforms his limbs and bones. The only way to cure the symptoms is to use the innate Qi of this nephew Tian to help him rebuild a complete body, but the price is inevitable, and he will shorten his lifespan." "If you want to cure the root cause, you have to borrow the power of the Threefold True Method to transform my innate Qi and pass it to him, so that he can recover to a level that is enough to reshape the broken arm without being affected." As he spoke, Jiang Mo's five fingers seemed to be permeated with the light ball, slowly injecting the innate Qi. Cheng Zhen looked at this scene, remembering the details, and then he was puzzled: "Uncle Master, you have cultivated the first, second and third levels of the true method, and the three qi should be balanced. You can transform your own innate qi into the innate qi of others." "Then, can you easily plunder other people's innate Qi, just like absorbing the natural Qi of heaven and earth, and then transform it into innate Qi to make up for the loss?" "Otherwise, you must have consumed a lot of innate energy in treating me, Uncle Shi Chong, and four seniors in the sect. If you don't have a source of replenishment, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it, right?" "clever." Jiang Mo showed an appreciative smile, and the five fingers of his right hand performed the mysterious true method, controlling the intricate innate Qi to gather towards the human form. The right hand that was supposed to be broken was also repaired in the Qi-transformed structure. Cheng Zhen was somewhat unable to keep up with the understanding of the route of Qi transformation, and instantly entered the second level of reverse rebirth, amplifying his vision and brain, analyzing the entire process. Time passed quietly.
After a long time, Tian Jinzhong recovered his body. After the Qi transformation was released, his right arm had been regenerated, and there was a faint trace of blood on his face, no longer as pale and weak as before. "Got it in mind?" The Qi light around Jiang Mo dimmed, and after turning off the reverse growth state, his hair turned back to black. "Yes, Uncle Master." Cheng Zhen nodded slightly: "But I remember it was rough, and my understanding of many places was still shallow." "Then take your time." "Go and call Tianshi, Jin'er and the others outside the tent to come in." Cheng Zhen followed Jiang Mo's instructions without stopping for a moment and turned around and walked out of the tent. Late at night, Zhang Jingqing, Zhang Zhiwei, Lu Jin and Shui Yun sat around a campfire. Not far away, a tent was opened, and Cheng Zhen brought them the news they had been waiting for. "Master, your disciple is safe and sound, and his broken arm has healed. Please follow me." "Okay. Thank you, Junior-Martial-Nephew Chengzhen." Zhang Jingqing felt relieved. He quickly stood up and walked into the tent. Soon, everyone entered the tent. Jiang Mo sat quietly drinking tea. Tian Jinzhong, who had been reborn after losing his arm, was sleeping soundly on a blanket beside him. His breathing was normal, but he was too tired and fell asleep temporarily. "Master, Junior Brother is fine now! That's great. Thank you, Master Jiang." Zhang Zhiwei checked Tian Jinzhong's pulse and found everything was normal, and finally he felt relieved. "The Tianshi Mansion will never dare to forget such a great favor." Zhang Jingqing said sincerely. "It's a small matter." Jiang Mo chuckled. The Sanyi Sect and Longhu Mountain had always been on good terms, so he just helped with this small favor, it wasn't really a big deal. "It's late at night, Master, please take your disciples back to rest." "Okay, I apologize for disturbing you so late at night. We'll talk tomorrow, Master Jiang." Zhang Jingqing clasped his fists in thanks and bowed slightly before letting Zhang Zhiwei carry Tian Jinzhong on his back and leave the tent. The next day, morning. After finishing his meditation, Jiang Mo opened his eyes. The golden morning light shone through the gaps in the tent curtains onto the ground. He stood up and walked out of the tent, only to see Lu Jin and Zhang Zhiwei waiting for him, but no Shui Yun or Cheng Zhen. "Uncle Master, good morning!" "Master Jiang, good morning! I am Zhang Zhiwei from the Tianshi Mansion, and I am honored to meet you." "Good morning, Junior Brother Zhang, how is your fellow apprentice?" Jiang Mo walked towards the two of them. "Reporting to Sect Leader Jiang, thanks to you, Junior Brother has woken up this morning and is fine. He is accompanying Master to discuss important matters with the three Patriarchs." Hearing this, Jiang Mo nodded slightly and asked, "Jin'er, where are your two senior brothers?" "Uncle Master, they went to the east side of the sea to practice." "it is good."
"By the way, Uncle Master, my friend wants to visit us in the mountains in a while. Do you think it's okay?" Lu Jin pointed at Zhang Zhiwei next to him. The two had a deep friendship. They had known each other since the slap at the birthday party ten years ago and had frequent interactions. "Your friend? Then you will be the one to entertain him." Jiang Mo agreed. Seeing this, Zhang Zhiwei rubbed his hands a little embarrassedly, looking a little shy: "Master Jiang, to be honest, I have seen the thunderclouds you set up outside your mountain gate before, and I was immediately fascinated. I would like to borrow them to hone my golden light. Do you mind?" "Before? Have you been to Trinity Gate?" Jiang Mo was a little curious about when this happened. "Yeah, it was a while ago when you and Old Lu went down the mountain to exorcise the demons." Zhang Zhiwei felt that this Jiang Clan leader was not like an elder at all and was very easy to talk to, so he talked nonstop: "Master thought that there would be thieves waiting for an opportunity to invade the Sanyi Sect, so I chatted with him for a while and decided to go over and help. At that time, we happened to encounter seven monsters. Your thundercloud killed three of them, and the four who were seriously injured ran away and were blocked by me in the woods and killed." "So that's how it is. Thank you, Junior Brother Zhang." Jiang Mo had some concerns. The thundercloud he arranged at that time was not perfect, and it even took him nearly a day. But before this action, as his cultivation of the true method became more and more advanced, the thundercloud he created was far superior to before in both scale and power. After thinking for a while, he compromised: "After a while, wait for Jin'er's notice and come to Sanyi Gate as a guest. It's fine if you want to hone your golden light, but these few days are not suitable." "Hey, thank you, Chief Jiang." Zhang Zhiwei proudly put his arm around Lu Jin's shoulders and smiled from ear to ear: "Old Lu, remember to notify me." "No problem, Brother Zhang." Lu Jin pretended to be mysterious and said, "When the time comes, I will show you something interesting." "What? Tell me quickly, Lao Lu." Zhang Zhiwei's curiosity was aroused, and he urged Lu Jin to tell him. "Hey, Brother Zhang." Lu Jin could hardly suppress the smile on his face, and he declined seriously: "I know you are anxious, but please don't be anxious. This is related to the sect's secrets, so it is really inconvenient to disclose. I will take you to see it when there is a chance." The more Zhang Zhiwei listened to this, the more strange it seemed to him. He even suspected that Lu Jin was playing a trick on him. "Okay, buddies, Lao Lu." In the end, he chose to believe it amidst his doubts. At noon, a roar of "Wooooooo!!!" was heard near the coast, and a ship was anchored in the harbor. The ship that was responsible for intercepting the Huode Sect, Yanwu Hall and the three families in the southern waters returned. Jiang Mo entered the tent in the center of the base and received these allies together with Tianshi. They held a meeting to discuss various post-war trivial matters until the evening. It is worth mentioning that, under the enticement of the Lu Family and the Tianshi Mansion, the Tang Clan also officially joined the alliance. Before leaving, as dusk was about to give way to night, Tian Jinzhong found Jiang Mo to thank him for saving his life. "Although your broken arm has regenerated, it is still immature. Rest for a week before practicing Qigong. It will be beneficial to you in every way." Jiang Mo reminded him. "I understand. If I have free time in the future, I will definitely visit you at Trinity Gate." Tian Jin's heart could not calm down for a long time. He was so grateful that he bowed quickly.
"welcome any time." Jiang Mo looked at Zhang Jingqing and Zhang Zhiwei beside him and said goodbye with a faint smile: "Well, goodbye, everyone from Longhu Mountain." "Master Jiang, my three junior brothers, goodbye!" Outside the base, the three masters and disciples of the Tianshi Mansion watched with respect as Jiang Mo and others walked away until they disappeared at the end of the horizon. (End of this chapter)