In those years, the cultivators we cut together

"What's wrong with your hand?" Tang Xin looked at Lin Xiaolu in surprise, "Come here, Senior Sister will heal your wound."

"Raksha hag, just help me clean the wound."

Lin Xiaolu walked up to Tang Xin's side and stretched out his small hand, and said, "If it is cured all at once, then when I continue punching tomorrow, I will lose part of my perception and memory."

Tang Xin looked at him with some incomprehension, wondering what's wrong with this little guy.

Chen Nianyun also looked at his hand curiously, and found that the wound on it was quite deep. Chi asked: "Are you going to punch tomorrow? Does it hurt?"

"That's right, if you don't heal your hand, it will hurt even more tomorrow, right?" Tang Xin said with concern.

"It's all skin trauma. It's not a problem. Pain can exercise your willpower and deepen your memory." Lin Xiaolu said with a heartless smile.

When everyone heard this, except for Yu Chuchu, they all looked at Lin Xiaolu in surprise, and Chen Nianyun's eyes flickered, and there was a hint of admiration in his heart.

"I didn't expect you to be so brave." Tang Xin used spiritual power to clean his wound and wipe away the blood, and at the same time shouted to Dongfangdan: "Little fat man, go ask the guards for some cloth, I'll bandage the deer one time."

Dongfangdan answered "Yes" and walked out the door.

Not long after, Tang Xin gently wrapped Xiaolu's hands with cloth, and he and everyone had dinner together, chatting and laughing.

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At the same time, in the land of Shenzhou, somewhere in an unknown deep mountain and old forest.

A middle-aged Taoist wearing a long robe and carrying a wine gourd was walking unhurriedly through the dark forest.

It was already late at night, the forest was pitch black, and he could not see his fingers, but the Taoist was not affected, and walked leisurely, carrying a gourd to drink while walking, looking very comfortable.

Walking across a suspension bridge and passing through a dense bamboo forest, he heard the "coo, coo, coo" of the turtledove, and came to a small fenced courtyard.

The small courtyard is not big, and it is located alone in the dark mountain forest. The two red lanterns hanging at the door are like the two scarlet eyes of a monster in the dark, full of evil and weirdness.

Leaping over the lantern gate and entering the small courtyard, the middle-aged Taoist surveyed the surrounding vegetable fields and chicken coops, walked to the lit cabin, and knocked on the dilapidated wooden door.

Soon, an old voice sounded in the house.

"Ghost Sha is not here, Your Excellency, please come back tomorrow."

The middle-aged Taoist took a sip of the wine from the gourd, burped comfortably, and said with a lazy smile: "Old Ghost Sha is not here, so who is talking in the room?"

After speaking, the room was instantly quiet.

After a while, a furious roar suddenly came from the house, completely breaking the silence of the night.

"Li Mingru! You are not allowed to come in! If you want to come in, I will commit suicide!"

As soon as the words fell, Li Mingru pushed open the door without any politeness.

Suddenly, the lights flickered on.

A one-eyed old man in a tattered black robe was sitting at a table with bowls and chopsticks, and a half-eaten chicken with wine.

When the old man saw that Li Mingru had barged in directly, he was furious and reprimanded loudly:

"Don't you know who knocked on the door now!"

Li Mingru smiled: "Aren't you going to commit suicide? I will come in to inherit your inheritance."

After speaking, he sat down at the old man's dining table with a big grin, took the flagon in his hand very naturally, poured it directly into his mouth, and blew his beard and stared at the old man.

"Huh? Why don't you do it?" Li Mingru took off a chicken leg from the fat chicken, ate and drank, and said with a chuckle:

"Old ghost Sha, hurry up, don't feel embarrassed, I can save you when you die, you know, I, Emei, is a Taoist after all, and I have also learned the sutra of rebirth according to one's wishes, and the level of salvation is first-class .”

"Okay, okay, stop talking to me!"

The one-eyed old man known as Sha Laogui looked at Li Mingru with an unfriendly expression, and said angrily, "If you have nothing to do, you can go to the Three Treasures Hall. You, Li Mingru, came to find me, what do you want to do!"

"Why not, I want to catch up with you." Li Mingru said while gnawing on a chicken leg.

The one-eyed old man snorted when he heard this, and said a few curse words in a low voice, then he looked Li Mingru up and down, and there was a trace of surprise in his cloudy eyes:

"Why did your strength retreat so much?"

Li Mingru threw down the clean chicken bones, pulled off another chicken leg, and continued to gnaw while casually saying: "I think you'd better not make a wrong idea, even if my cultivation is only one level backwards, you are not mine." opponent."

The one-eyed old man pursed his lips when he heard the words, and wanted to refute, but he had nothing to say, so he could only turn his head and sulk, and snorted coldly, "Why are you looking for me?"

"I want your Da Geng bronze vessel."

"What did you say!"

The old man stood up abruptly, staring at Li Mingru with his only remaining eye.

"What do you want that thing for! That thing is useless to you! That's my coffin!"

"A person like you still needs a coffin?"

Li Mingru asked back. He tore off a chicken wing, took a sip of wine, looked at him and said, "The kindness of not killing is a great kindness. If it weren't for me, you would have survived to this day? Hurry up and give me the Dageng bronze vessel. Let's go right away."

"Don't show off with me, you shameless bastard!"

The one-eyed old man scolded angrily: "What on earth do you want the Da Geng bronze vessel for? It's my lifeline!"

"I want to make a weapon!"

"That thing is a special mortal thing, it can't be used as a magic weapon!"

"I'm not making a magic weapon, I'm making a weapon! Will you give it or not?"

Li Mingru cast a glance at him, and directly threatened: "If you don't give it, I will tell the head when I go back, saying that I discovered the remnants of the Ming Sect, and the head will definitely send other people to destroy you."

"Then you are protecting me too! It's hard for you to say goodbye!"

Li Mingru nodded when he heard it: "What you said makes sense."

After speaking, his expression changed, and he raised his eyes to look at the one-eyed old man in front of him, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Huh? Who are you?"

One-eyed old man: ...

"Why am I here? How did you trick me here!"

One-eyed old man: ...

The old man looked at Li Mingru who was acting there, and saw this bastard drinking his own wine and eating his own roast chicken, and then asked who he was one by one, trembling all over with anger, really wishing Slap this guy to death.

Damn, how can this guy be so cheap!

After a long time, the angry one-eyed old man finally sat down helplessly.

Seeing his appearance, Li Mingru laughed, patted his shoulder, wiped the oil on his body, and comforted him: "Don't be angry, old ghost Sha, I saved you anyway, and arranged you to recuperate here Tiannian, give me the bronze vessel quickly, and I will send you some other coffin materials later."

The old man gasped for a few times, his old face was livid, and he gave Li Mingru a hard look before getting up.

"follow me!"

Li Mingru smiled, and thanked him while standing up.

"You don't have to thank me."

The one-eyed old man said coldly: "You are right, old man, I am a dying person. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have survived for so many years."

"However, what do you want my Da Geng bronze vessel for? You have to tell me, right?"

Li Mingru followed behind him, walked through a secret door, and said with a smile: "I have a young disciple who is a martial artist, and needs a mortal blade that can kill immortals."

The old man was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Li Mingru in astonishment.

"So, you and the old man asked me for the Da Geng bronze, just for the disciples?"

"Exactly!"

Under the dim light, the old man looked at Li Mingru's face and moved his lips, as if a little surprised.

After a while, he suddenly stared with one eye and cursed loudly:

"Damn it! Since you want to teach a warrior, then teach it well. In the future, you will use the old man's big Geng bronze vessel to kill those sons of bitches who are cultivating immortals!"

Hearing the old man's words, Li Mingru touched his nose in embarrassment, we two are also cultivators of immortals~ Why did this old ghost scold himself.