護花近衛 - 第2149章 直接倒霉了 - 清風書屋

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Chapter 2149 — A Stroke of Bad Luck

The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2

"Zhihai!" A deep worry and regret flashed through old Master Pi's eyes. Had he known how formidable this Wind-Thunder Violet-Lightning Beast was, he would have stopped Pi Zhitao from entering the trial no matter what. He had nearly lost his life!

Pi Zhitao was the hope of the Hidden Pi Family's younger generation. Pi Zhifeng managed the family affairs, Pi Zhitao devoted himself to martial cultivation--the two working in concert could make the Hidden Pi Family flourish by degrees. But if Pi Zhitao were lost here, the gain would not be worth the loss!

"Grandfather... I... there seems to be a strange true qi in my body... pff..." As he spoke, Pi Zhitao vomited another mouthful of blood and lapsed straight into unconsciousness!

Old Master Pi was filled with bitter regret. Was he not simply idle and restless? Why had he insisted on agreeing to let Pi Zhitao undergo some trial or other? What was there to temper? Small wonder so many families had chosen to withdraw--it seemed they were the wise ones after all!

"Zhihai, you said your body..." Seeing Pi Zhitao unconscious, old Master Pi was frantic with anxiety, but he was no internal-school expert and could not examine the condition within Pi Zhitao's body. At his wit's end, he could only look to Master Wo for help.

"Old Master Pi... pray restrain your grief and accept what fate decrees. The might of this ancient spirit beast, the Wind-Thunder Violet-Lightning Beast, is exceedingly great. If I am not mistaken, a true qi peculiar to spirit beasts has been driven into your grandson's body. Such qi resembles refined heaven-and-earth spiritual energy; only a Heaven-rank expert can attempt to draw it out and refine it. Otherwise..." Master Wo did not finish, but old Master Pi could well guess the rest--it meant nothing good.

"Ai!" Old Master Pi sighed and looked toward several Heaven-rank experts--old Master Zhao, old Master Yu, old Master You, old Master Tang, and the others--hoping they might lend a hand.

But these old masters sat as though in meditation, eyes fixed straight ahead, and not one came forward to help. It was not that they were hard-hearted and unwilling; rather, refining another's true qi was no pleasant task--much effort and no thanks. And if by some mishap it were not fully drawn out, and the qi slipped into their own bodies, they would have brought disaster upon themselves!

A cultivator cultivates heaven-and-earth spiritual energy by drawing it in through the qihai acupoint, then circulating the internal-energy method, whereby the qihai acupoint transforms the spiritual energy into the true qi the body requires and sends it into the various meridians. But to have them draw spiritual energy directly in through the acupoints of their hands is utterly impossible--for spiritual energy taken in without passing through the qihai acupoint and the internal-energy method can by no means be transformed into the true qi the body requires. It is therefore a most dangerous undertaking, one that may well prove fatal. And who would be willing to do such a thing?