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"This... You drank such a large amount of 'Immortal Drunk', and there is nothing wrong?" Bai Xiucai's pale face was now completely devoid of blood, and he looked at the sky Zhuyu in a daze. He bowed his head and drank tea without being affected by the drug at all.

Li Xinglun moved his fingers slightly, and there was a bloodstain on Bai Xiucai's neck.

Changkong Zhuoyu didn't even raise his eyes, he played with the delicate teacup with his slender fingers, "Teacher, lighten your hand, you won't be able to speak after you die, ask the location of the three gates of the poison door before you kill."

He lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes half covered his bright black eyes. If he moved his eyes slightly, the eyelashes drew a faint trace in the heart, which made people feel itchy.

Li Xinglun's anger is real, he doesn't care about these mortals' tricks, this is Miaojiang, you have to pay attention to everything you eat, drink, use, and touch. In fact, he just raised the teacup , did not really drink it.On the contrary, Changkong Zhuoyu thought the tea was delicious, so he drank a lot of it.He just hated the way Bai Xiucai looked at Zhuoyu in the sky. Although his cheap master was stupid and dumb, it was not his turn to covet him.

Bai Xiucai's eyes disgusted Li Xinglun, he picked up the fragments and stabbed at the pair of tricks, telling him that he would never look at Changkong Zhuyu with such eyes again.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he made a move, Bai Xiucai's palm moved slightly, swimming away like a spirit snake, and his fingertips hit Li Xinglun's wrist.

Li Xinglun's wrist went numb, and he quickly took half a step back, standing behind Changkong Zhuoyu.

"What kind of master am I? It turns out that I am just a junior in the late stage of foundation establishment." Bai Xiucai changed his frightened expression just now and looked at the two with disdain. "I think you didn't really drink this tea, let others drink It is just an ordinary colorless and tasteless drug, but this "immortal drunk" can even fascinate the great power of the transformation stage. I really thought that two masters of the transformation stage came, but who knew it was just Just a junior."

He said to Zhang Kong Zhuoyu: "Stop pretending to be drinking tea."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Changkong Zhuoyu downed a cup of tea, poured out another cup from the teapot, and drank it.After drinking, he said to Li Xinglun: "This tea tastes good."

There was a faint sarcastic smile on the beautiful face, as if mocking Bai Xiucai's words.

"You..." Bai Xiucai was really shocked at this moment, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He thought that the two of them just used some kind of trick to not drink tea, but just now Changkong Zhuoyu really drank it. The tea is not adulterated at all.

'Immortal Drunk' is said to be able to fascinate cultivators below the stage of transformation, but it doesn't mean that it can't deal with masters of the stage of transformation.After drinking this amount of Zhuoyu according to the sky, the soul transformation stage will also be completely weak, and can't lift a little bit of true energy. Only the Mahayana stage can really drink tea so carelessly!

There are several Mahayana periods in the cultivation world, and the Nascent Soul period can be called the founder of the ancestors. Bai Xiucai has practiced for hundreds of years, and he has only heard of the demeanor of those legendary masters. There is no real master seen.

And now, there was such a person in front of him who could drink Baihuamen's drug as plain water.

"D-Mahayana period..."

God, did he just molested a Mahayana venerable?What the hell is he doing!

Bai Xiucai knelt on the ground with a "thud", threw herself at Changkong Zhuoyu's feet, and said tremblingly, "Ex, senior, spare me! The villain, the villain is just doing things for Baihuamen dutifully, this... this is from Baihuamen Cultivators of the door have to pass the three levels of the Poison Gate, this, this is the first level! Senior, you have already passed my first level, no, no, no, you are so powerful, you still need to pass the remaining two levels Is it? I, I will take you directly to meet our sect master, just ask what you want..."

While talking, he kowtowed vigorously, Li Xinglun couldn't help frowning, it was too unsightly.

Fortunately, Changkong Zhuoyu didn't look him in the eye at all, otherwise Li Xinglun would really have covered his eyes with his hands.

I saw that Changkong Zhuoyu was still looking at the teacup in his hand calmly, it seemed that Bai Xiucai was worse than an ant with him, and even a glance was not worth Changkong Zhuyu to him.

Bai Xiucai was crying while begging for mercy, Li Xinglun was upset when he heard that, he kicked him normally, only to hear Zhang Kong Zhuoyu utter a word softly: "Noisy."

Bai Xiucai immediately shut up, without making a sound.

"It took a lot of time and effort to cultivate to this level in the middle stage of Golden Core?" Changkong Zhuoyu asked.

Bai Xiucai replied immediately: "No, no, it took 300 years for the villain to be able to form the alchemy. Please, please hold your hand high."

In the realm of comprehension, the Jindan stage can be passed down from generation to generation and become the patriarch of a small family of cultivators; the Nascent Soul stage can be the ancestor of a sect; Only the word "Valentine" can express the respect of cultivators to masters in the Mahayana period.

No matter how much Bai Xiucai begged, Changkong Zhuoyu looked at the cup and remained silent, making it impossible to see through his depth.Li Xinglun didn't expect Changkong Zhuyu to perform so well at first, so he didn't intervene and waited for Changkong Zhuyu to perform on his own.Unexpectedly, after being silent for a while, he felt something was wrong, this Bai Xiucai was crying for too long.

So he sat beside Zhang Kong Zhuoyu, and said in a very respectful tone: "Master, we still have to keep him to lead the way."

Hearing his words, Changkong Zhuoyu finally shifted his gaze from the teacup to Li Xinglun's face, looking at him quietly, with a look of asking for help.

Li Xinglun: "..."

It turns out that I have been silent and looking at the cup because I am pretending to be deep, because I don’t know how to deal with it and dare not look at others!

So Li Xinglun immediately imitated Bai Xiucai, with a tremor in his voice: "Master, I, I also want to solve this matter quickly."

"Forget it," Zhang Kong Zhuoyu said slowly, "It's up to you, among so many subordinates, I dote on you the most."

Li Xinglun: "..."

"So many subordinates" are all imagined by you!

When Bai Xiucai heard that he had recovered his life, he quickly got up and said, "I, I will take the venerable to see the sect master."

"Wait," Chang Kong Zhuoyu said, "This tea is not bad."

Bai Xiucai is also a very intelligent person. Hearing this, how can he not know the meaning of Zhuoyu in the sky, so he nodded immediately and said, "I'll do it now."

After finishing speaking, he ran to the inner room, took out a jade bottle after a while, and arrived in front of Changkong Zhuoyu, "It only takes a small drop, it is colorless and tasteless when dissolved in water, and it can be put in more than a dozen masters below Huashen. It can be catalyzed with true essence, wherever the wind of the palm reaches, it will fall when you smell it."

Zhuoyu in the sky: "..."

Tea is good, not poison is good...

Li Xinglun hurriedly took over the jade bottle before Changkong Zhuoyu did anything more embarrassing, and handed it over to Changkong Zhuoyu, so that he would be more in line with his status as a master of Changkong Zhuoyu.

Changkong Zhuoyu took a deep breath, with deep helplessness in his eyes, and finally all the helplessness turned into one sentence: "You put it away."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his eyelids, and instead of looking at people, he returned to that inscrutable look.

Li Xinglun saw that Zhang Kong Zhuoyu wanted some tea that wasn't even spiritual tea, but only got a bottle of top-notch drug, with a listless look on his face, he was really angry and wanted to laugh.

Fearing that the sound transmission would be sensed by Bai Xiucai, who was in the middle of the Jindan stage, Li Xinglun relied on the wide sleeves of the jade carved in the sky, stuffed his hands into the sleeves, held his hand, and wrote in the palm of his hand: [Don't worry, wait until you get a change. Yan Dan went to the Imperial City of Central Plains to buy better tea for you. 】

Changkong Zhuoyu was not comforted, but instead used his slender fingers to stroke Li Xinglun's palm: 【Are you rich? 】

Li Xinglun: "..."

[I can earn! 】He is a majestic master in the cultivation world in the late stage of foundation establishment, so it is difficult to make some money in the secular world.

So Changkong Zhuoyu became happy again.

Although nothing could be seen on the outside, Li Xinglun could still feel the joy in his heart.

Like a child, be happy for simple pleasures and unhappy about the smallest things.

That's right, Changkong Zhuoyu is just a person who has just opened his eyes to see the world, even the name is casually chosen by himself, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is just a child who has not grown up yet.

After writing, Li Xinglun didn't let go of Chang Kong Zhuoyu's hand. The road ahead was too far, and this child needed someone to hold him.

And Changkong Zhuoyu didn't think there was anything wrong with walking hand in hand like this. Bai Xiucai, who led the way, was walking faster and faster. Without him holding hands, Li Xinglun might not be able to keep up.

After leaving the town and seeing no one, Bai Xiucai took out a snake staff. The head of the staff was carved with a two-headed poisonous snake, and the four blood-red eyes were shining with a strange light.

[There is a monster spirit in this snake stick. 】After seeing the snake staff, Li Xinglun wrote in the palm of Changkong Zhuoyu.

The flashing light of those four eyes is definitely not illusory. It should be that the refiner applied the snake blood on the eyes of the statue. Using this as a medium, he used secret methods to imprison the monster spirit in the snake stick. The snake stick was driven by the user. When fighting, it should be able to call out the true form of the monster, and it is a magic weapon with extremely strong attack power.

It's just that Li Xinglun is not sensitive to using monsters as tool spirits.After all, he was brought up in an orthodox cultivation family, and he was very disgusted with this kind of thing of capturing monsters and refining pills and magic weapons with monster pills and spirits.In fact, very large sects often do this kind of thing, no matter whether it is the righteous way or the devil way, the cultivators do not regard the demon cultivators as the same kind after all.

In the realm of comprehension, apart from the famous mountains and rivers occupied by cultivators, there are two existences independent of the realm of comprehension.One is the Wuling Demon Valley of the demon race, and the other is the Four Sacred Mountains where spiritual practitioners gather.The Wuling Demon Valley has the seal of the ancient God Nuwa. As long as the monster race has reached the Yuanling period, all the monsters can enter the valley and become a member of the Wuling Demon Valley, so that they will not be caught by the monks and skinned.

And the owner of the Yuanling on the double-headed snake staff has become someone else's magic weapon for some reason.

Bai Xiucai took out his staff not to show off, but to fly with a magic weapon.He activated his true essence, and the snake rod rose into the air. He stepped on the snake rod with one foot and flew out at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, a cloud of white mist floated under Changkong Zhuoyu's feet, hiding his feet in it, and followed Bai Xiucai in an instant.

Bai Xiucai was shocked when he saw the two of them like this. In the realm of comprehension, a cultivator at the foundation stage can fly with the power of magic weapons. Some magic weapons are good, and it is possible that the speed of the Jindan stage is faster than that of the Nascent Soul stage.But he has never seen a cultivator who can directly soar through the clouds and fog in such a leisurely manner. How can this be a method of the Mahayana period? I am afraid that he will soon ascend to the ascension soon?

You must know that even the Mahayana cultivators are graded, and some Mahayana cultivators have not found a way to ascend until the end of their lifespan.As long as a cultivator is lucky, gets the right mental method, and does not get involved in any disputes along the way, there is still hope for a cultivator to reach the Mahayana stage, but ascension really requires an understanding of the way of heaven.

The cultivators are all working hard in order to overcome the catastrophe and ascend, but there is no one in a million who can truly comprehend the way of heaven and ascend.

Bai Xiucai immediately stood in awe, and all the small thoughts that arose in his heart stopped.

He originally planned to bring this person to Baihuamen, and after finding the owner of the door, he would discuss how to teach this person a lesson, in order to avenge his kneeling and begging for mercy.Baihuamen's Gu poison is strange, even a Mahayana cultivator may fall into the Tao.

Sometimes the hatred is so unreasonable, it is obvious that Bai Xiucai made the first move to assassinate Changkong Zhuyu, and then humiliated in order to save his life after his skills were not as good as others.Changkong Zhuoyu had never persecuted him, but he chose to place the blame on them, which is really narrow-minded.

However, because the strength shown by Changkong Zhuoyu was too strong, Bai Xiucai's hatred could only be suppressed.

A Mahayana practitioner, he can still think of a way, but an immortal who is about to pass the catastrophe and ascend, he really can't mess with it.

Depressed, Bai Xiucai took the two of them to a valley in a regular manner along the way. Miaojiang is like spring all the year round. It is obviously autumn at this time, but the flowers in the valley are still blooming.

Bai Xiucai took a pill as soon as he landed, turned to the two of them and said, "This is the miasma of hundreds of flowers. Every flower in it is non-toxic, but when these flowers bloom together, the fragrance of the flowers will form a miasma. It is the mountain protection formation of Baihua Valley, even if the venerable is powerful and not afraid of this miasma, this little brother still needs an antidote."

After all, he handed over two pills.

The power of this Hundred Flowers Miasma is quite terrifying. It is said that masters in the Mahayana stage are not afraid of Miasma, but in fact, they can use their supernatural powers to destroy the formation before entering the Hundred Flowers Miasma, and then use their true energy to isolate the miasma from the outside world. In the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

After Li Xinglun took the pill, he frowned slightly. He didn't believe Bai Xiucai, let alone whether the pill had any other effects. It was a huge problem that Bai Xiucai didn't give them the pill before he landed and entered the Hundred Flowers Miasma.Waiting for them to enter the miasma, inhale some, and find that they can properly resist the miasma before giving the antidote, this behavior is really unpleasant.

And... He really didn't feel any discomfort in his body.

It is said that if it is introduced into the miasma of hundreds of flowers, it will soon be difficult to breathe, and if it is poured into the flowers, the miasma will continuously consume its true essence. The longer it stays, the faster the true essence will be lost.There was once a cultivator at the transformation stage who strayed into the miasma of flowers and lay there for more than a year before being discovered. When he was rescued, his cultivation base had already fallen into the golden core stage.

The realm will not be lost, but all the true energy that has been cultivated so hard for so many years has been sucked away by Baihua miasma.

It stands to reason that at the late stage of foundation establishment like him, he should fall down immediately after entering the miasma, but now he is still standing in the middle of the flowers, just like the jade in the sky, he has not been affected at all.

Li Xinglun knew that he did not have such skill, the only explanation was...

He raised his hand and touched the bamboo hat on his head. At this time, the bamboo hat looked like a bamboo hat from the outside, but the inside was already filled with white mist, which wrapped Li Xinglun's mouth and nose inside, preventing the miasma from hurting him.

As for Changkong Zhuyu, I don't know how advanced his mana is, so he just stands carelessly among the flowers, his coldness makes all the flowers look pale, but he himself has no influence at all.

It seemed that they didn't need the antidote for the time being. Li Xinglun put away the pills, and under Bai Xiucai's surprised gaze, he took Chang Kong Zhuoyu's hand and walked into the depths of Baihua.