Looking at the distorted face of Li Qian, who died with his eyes open, Chu Tian felt his whole body relax, his pores suddenly opened up, and large amounts of steaming sweat rushed out of his pores, taking away his last bit of strength.

Sitting weakly against a fallen tree trunk, Chu Tian stretched out his right hand and grabbed the air: "Qing Jiao, come back!"

A dozen feet away, a green light flashed on an ancient tree, and the bronze eight-sided sword brought back a three-foot-long green light, turned a sword flower in front of Chu Tian's five fingers, and jumped into the cowhide arm guard on his right arm by itself.

After retracting the Eight-sided Sword, Chu Tian leaned against the tree trunk with his arms and legs spread out, staring straight at the sky, his mind blank.

In the spiritual orifice between the eyebrows, the trace of magic power in the lamp has been consumed. The light as small as a green bean is swaying slightly. Chu Tian's soul turned into a hazy figure sitting cross-legged under the stone lamp, and naturally began to recite the mysterious scriptures in the "Great Dream Divine Canon".

Wisps of cool air continuously seeped out from the air in all directions, transforming into rapidly rotating streams of wind that continuously injected into Chu Tian's body.

A faint warm current rises in the Dantian, and the thin warm current flows quickly along the unobstructed meridians. A trace of cool air continues to merge into the warm current, and the exhausted Wu Yuan is recovering quickly!

"Huh? If I just practice like this for a day and a night, I can recover all my Wu Yuan?" Chu Tian was shocked to find that his Wu Yuan recovery speed had changed dramatically. In the past, he had also experienced exhausting his Wu Yuan after a battle, but after that battle, even if he took the elixir to help him recover his energy, it took him three full days and three nights to replenish his Wu Yuan.

This time, he did not take any auxiliary elixirs and only relied on his own breathing and practice. Would it take only one day and one night to replenish his martial essence?

"Hey, good things, really good things!" Chu Tian laughed a few times, pulled up the collar of Yupi Shuikao with difficulty, bit through the tough fish skin with force, and swallowed a soybean-sized Qi-replenishing pill carefully sewn into the collar.

The Qi-boosting pill made with a secret method using more than a dozen precious medicinal materials turned into a hot line of fire after entering the throat, burning all the way down the throat, burning Chu Tian so much that he hummed a few times. The line of fire exploded rapidly in the abdomen, as if a ball of charcoal was burning in the abdomen, burning Chu Tian's whole body with sweat.

The speed of the warm current in the body increased a bit, and the medicinal power of the Qi-boosting pill continued to merge into the warm current. With each large cycle, the intensity of the warm current increased several times. This time, Chu Tian could replenish the consumed Wu Yuan in at most three hours!

Wu Yuan's extraordinary recovery rate had already made Chu Tian ecstatic, but the bigger surprise came from the stone lamp in his divine orifice.

The 'Wind Seal' shone brightly on the stone lamp, and a faint green light spread out from the seal, illuminating the circular space of the divine orifice. Inexplicably, Chu Tian felt that every hair and every head on his body moved slightly.

There were wisps of extremely fine wind, invisible to the naked eye, appearing out of thin air. The cool winds carried with them extremely concentrated spiritual essence of heaven and earth and quickly rushed towards Chu Tian's spiritual acupoint between his eyebrows.

Chu Tian felt as if there was a transparent hole between his eyebrows, and the sound of wind whistling kept coming from the transparent hole, which was about the thickness of a thumb. A cold current that almost froze his bones kept pouring in through the hole, and was constantly absorbed by the stone lamp along with the chanting sound of his soul.

The energy just consumed is recovering quickly.

Wisps of gray mist condensed on the lampshade of the stone lamp. Wisps of mist continued to settle into the lampshade. An extremely thin layer of magic power accumulated at the bottom of the stone lamp.

Chu Tian only felt a chill in all his seven orifices, as if an inexplicable force was making subtle changes to his seven orifices.

His eyes were brighter, his ears were sharper, his nose could faintly smell some subtle flavors that he didn't usually notice, and a hint of coldness emerged in his mouth, flowing down his throat with a hint of sweetness.

These essences originated from Chu Tian himself, but they contained extremely wonderful power. As these essences continued to flow into his abdomen, the heat of the Qi-boosting pills became more powerful and fierce, and Chu Tian's Wu Yuan recovery rate was inexplicably improved a little bit.

At the Baimang River Fish Market dock, several muscular men with bulging chests were standing on the shore counting the accounts. Suddenly, they saw a hint of abnormal color mixed into the river water. Their faces changed at the same time, they laughed a few times, threw the accounts to the fishmongers, picked up their sticks, and ran quickly along the river bank towards Chu Tian's house.

Chu Tian had been regulating his breathing by the river for about half a minute when he heard hurried footsteps. Several strong men, all wet, came over carrying the bodies of four Bailu Academy disciples.

After stacking several corpses next to the bodies of Li Qian and Zhao Kuo, several big men surrounded Chu Tian and asked angrily, "Brother Tian, ​​did you pick up these bastards? How dare they come and kill people in broad daylight!"

The strong men roared in anger, and their eyes kept scanning the broken trees around them, as well as the two marks several feet deep on the ground. There was also a big hole in the ground that was created by Li Qian's bronze mace, and the pit was still emitting hot steam.

The strong men looked at Chu Tian in horror, not knowing what kind of amazing battle Chu Tian had just fought here.

"Zhou Liuyun is a little angry. Deal with these guys cleanly. They all have the status of lieutenants of the Xizhou Tingwei Mansion, and nothing on them can be left behind." Chu Tian continued to practice Qigong and regulate his breathing calmly, and instructed the strong men: "Where did Master Shu run off to? Did he go to visit the widow again? Find him and ask him to go to Xishan Academy to keep a close eye on Zhou Liuyun!"

Several big men had fierce gleams in their eyes. They looked at Chu Tian. One of them said in a deep voice, "Brother Tian, ​​what do you want?"

Chu Tian smiled nonchalantly and said nonchalantly: "They have come to our door, how can we bear the loss? We must repay each other. The dean of the Jishan Academy, who can you scare? In Jizhou City, so many people die inexplicably every year, and he is not the only one!"

Chu Tian coughed lightly, rubbed his nose, and said with a helpless smile: "Of course, you know, Lu Gu definitely doesn't want us to make such a big fuss. So, it would be best if we can frame them."

A group of big men started to get busy.

Soon a small black-sailed boat came up from downstream. The bodies of Li Qian, Zhao Kuo and the other six people, along with all the bits and pieces on them, were thrown into the black-sailed boat. The two big men continued to drive the boat upstream.

There are many dangerous places in the upper reaches of the Baimang River, such as the Tiger Tooth Cliff and the Hundred Python Beach, where many aquatic creatures such as thousand-year-old turtles and thousand-year-old carp are hidden. As long as Li Qian and others are thrown into those dangerous places, even gods will not be able to find any clues.