After being resurrected, he was targeted by his benefactor

After dawn, the practitioners of Xuanguangzong and Qimu Pavilion finally arrived.

Yunqi withdrew from the Jiugong circulation formation, and Xuanguangzong's alchemist came one by one to examine several dying people.

"Brother, how is it?" Wang Yisheng asked a well-versed alchemist.

"Injured at close range, I've given them pills, and it will take a while to heal, but Hu Xuan can't save them." However, the alchemist still gave Hu Xuan the top life-sustaining pill.

Wang Yisheng slapped himself on the forehead, gritted his teeth, turned his head and lifted Shen Wen up: "I really regret letting you go a few days ago."

Shen Wen's body was so weak that she couldn't stand, but her words were not soft at all: "I also regret why I didn't ask Master to drive you out of Qimu Pavilion earlier."

"You..." Wang Yisheng's eyes were bloodshot with anger, and as soon as he raised his hand, he slapped Shen Wen's face: "I've never seen a female cultivator as vicious as you."

"Cough cough." Shen Wen coughed up a few more mouthfuls of blood, and opened her bloody mouth: "Hehehe, hypocrisy."

Wang Yisheng waved Shen Wen aside.

Shen Wen fell down, groaned and cried and laughed on the sidelines.

Hu Xuan was about to die, and Wang Yisheng was in a bad mood.

As soon as Shen Wen's incident came out, everyone knew that the spirit plant she won in the spirit grass competition was cultivated by Hu Xuan.

When Wang Yisheng went back last time, he agreed with Xuan Guangzong to apply for a elixir that would allow Hu Xuan to rise to the top, at least to allow Hu Xuan to live another 200 years.Song Heng also agreed, but before the pill was delivered, he was about to die in front of him.

"Hu Xuan," Wang Yisheng sat cross-legged in front of Hu Xuan, "Is there anything you can't let go of?"

In fact, he wanted to ask directly, has your method of cultivating spirit grass been preserved?But seeing that Hu Xuan's eyes were cloudy like a blind person, she really didn't ask.

"Master...uncle..." Hu Xuan was out of breath when she spoke, and the words she spit out were breathless: "Don't... disturb these... these villagers."

Wang Yisheng glanced at the villagers squatting beside him crying silently, nodded and said, "Okay."

This time the villagers did not hide back home, perhaps knowing that Hu Xuan was about to die, more than a hundred people squatted nearby and cried silently, and now hearing what Hu Xuan said, one of them even ran to Hu Xuan and knelt down:

"Grandma, don't die. Immortals can live for hundreds of years. Wake up," he kowtowed to Wang Yisheng as he spoke, "Immortal, save my mother-in-law..."

Two lines of tears flowed from Hu Xuan's muddy eyes, she trembled and said, "Don't...cry..."

Wang Yisheng couldn't stand it any longer, and motioned for a few young disciples to drag the villager away, and the villager cried even harder.

"Don't worry, no one will disturb the villagers in the future." Wang Yisheng looked at Hu Xuan's worried face and said.

"Many... thank you, Master."

Wang Yisheng sighed slightly.

"Master...Uncle..." Hu Xuan turned her head towards Wang Yisheng: "I... taught the method of cultivating spirit grass... to... senior sisters and, junior sisters..., really..."

Wang Yisheng frowned slightly for a while, but finally nodded and said, "I see."

Now he regrets not killing Shen Wen earlier.

Hu Xuan taught all the techniques of cultivating spiritual grass, but no one in the pavilion could cultivate such good-looking spiritual grass like Hu Xuan. They once thought that Hu Xuan must have grasped the core method and did not hand it over. Hu Xuan was almost killed by her master when she was kicked out. Of course, what was said at the time was that Hu Xuan had mastered the technology of Qimu Pavilion... It's all nonsense, but now it seems that Hu Xuan can cultivate such a good-looking Fortunately, there are spiritual herbs with special functions... Maybe it is because of the dedication to the spiritual herbs.

This is a rare talent, but people with this talent are dying now.

Hu Xuan's breathing gradually became weaker, and finally her chest no longer rose or fell.

"Come here, take Hu Xuan back and bury her in the Qimu Pavilion." Wang Yisheng said sadly.

No one knows whether this kind of grief is aimed at Hu Xuan or Qimu Pavilion.

Xuanguangzong's disciples are already packing up their things. Although Hu Xuan is also important, she is only important to Qimu Pavilion. She can't influence Xuanguangzong's external spiritual grass business. They came here because of Yunqi's face, and now Discovering that Yin Dao, who was originally in the enlightened stage, has also become a golden elixir... and it is in the middle and late stage of the golden elixir, my heart is even more turbulent.Now that they were leaving, the Jindan disciple who led the team came over to say hello.

"Go slowly." That's all Tidao said at the end.

Ti Dao and Yun Qi were also very distressed. They did not have many tasks, but they completed all of them. Only this task failed completely; and for Hu Xuan...she is not like a cultivator. Maybe it's better that she's an ordinary person. She hasn't figured out why they have this task until now?

The Qimu Pavilion disciples were squeezed out of Hu Xuan's range for a week by the villagers, and looked at Wang Yisheng with a look of not knowing what to do.

Wang Yisheng began to feel worried when he saw more than a hundred people crying around Hu Xuan. He could even slap him while practicing Qi, and he could shock a person to death by stomping his feet in front of ordinary people.

Many cultivators wanted to cover their ears when ordinary people cried. Suddenly, there was a huge fluctuation of spiritual energy above their heads, and then a soft light fell from the sky to Hu Xuan's body.

"Uh……"

The villagers stopped crying, and the cultivators were stunned.

Xiaoguai and Xiaojin also ran out, turned into cats and crouched on their shoulders, looking up.

The space in the sky was torn open, and there was a multi-colored glow inside. A young man walked out at the head, holding a nine-foot-high golden flag in his hand. The long pole was made of white jade. There is a big gemstone, and a big "Jie" character on the hanging inverted triangle brocade cloth.

That youthful white brocade, with simple patterns on it, his hair tied up high, with only a white jade crown on it, is slowly descending from the sky.

And following the young man, there are more than a dozen men and women in two vertical rows. The difference from the first one is that the height of the long flags in their hands is a little lower.

Followed by more than a dozen men and women holding various musical instruments, as soon as they came out, music rang out in the air.

Dozens of people in two vertical rows were wearing the same clothes and the same hair crowns. When the handsome men and women came out, the people below were stunned. When they heard the music from the sky, their depression was swept away. And Kong, for some reason, some people's cultivation was a little loose.

Yunqi gave Tidao a look: What is this?

The strange thing is that the lifting knife is staring at it intently, not knowing where to look.

Yun Qi suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, he pulled the knife and looked at Yun Qi in confusion.

Lifting the knife: "??"

Yun Qi put his fist to his mouth and coughed lightly: "..."

Regardless of whether the disciples could fly or not, they didn't dare to fly up to the abrupt people. A group of characters who seemed to be indifferent to fireworks gave everyone such an unbearable feeling of obscenity.

The young man in the lead stood in the air about a hundred feet above the ground, and stretched out his hand downwards.

"what?"

Everyone was shocked, and they looked at each other inexplicably.

"Mother-in-law!" a villager shouted.

Hu Xuan's body was surrounded by rays of light, she slowly climbed up and stopped beside the young man.

I saw a white jade bottle suddenly appeared in the young man's hand, he opened the lid and poured the bottle of water on Hu Xuan's body, the glow around Hu Xuan became brighter immediately, Hu Xuan also began to change, her gray hair turned black, full of The wrinkles on her face disappeared and she regained her youth, and the clothes on her body turned into white gauze... The young man touched Hu Xuan's seal with a finger, and Hu Xuan opened her bright eyes...

"This is?"

"Miracle!"

The eyes with the knife narrowed again: "..." This kind of deep familiarity.

Yunqi: "..."

"Mother-in-law, mother-in-law."

"Mother-in-law!"

The shouts of the villagers startled the people above, only to see Hu Xuan bowed her head to the young man in a salute, waited for the young man to nod, Hu Xuan lowered a little, and then spoke to everyone.

"I have been kind all my life, and I have never committed any crime of intentionally hurting others. The fairy world judges that I can be used, so I will be picked up today. Thank you for taking me in." Hu Xuan waved a soft light on the villagers, and pointed to the place where she originally lived. In the small courtyard, the freshly planted vegetables and spiritual plants have all grown and matured: "The vegetables are for the villagers, and the spiritual plants are for Qimu Pavilion. Take care, two benefactors."

After Hu Xuan finished speaking, she returned to the young man again.

The young man turned his head and led the large army towards the torn space.

"Don't go!" Suddenly there was a loud shout, and a Tongqiao flew up: "How can she ascend to the fairy world with only one Qi training, so what's the point of our cultivation and advancement?"

The little fairy who was walking at the end half turned her head, and suddenly with a flick of her sleeve, the opening disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Hiss—" Everyone below gasped.

Disappeared! ?

Where have you been?

died?

Or went to other places?

No one knows, but no one dares to go up again.

The space closed, the glow disappeared, the celestial music stopped, and everyone began to whisper to each other with a "hum".

"What's going on here? Could it be possible that you can ascend even if you practice Qi?"

"Yes, then why are we practicing so hard?"

"I have been good all my life and never done evil. Hu Xuan, what does that mean? Does it mean that we will never have the chance to go to the fairy world again?"

"Damn it, what are we..."

"Hahahahaha, cultivating immortals!? Hehe, what is cultivating immortals? This is how the weak and the strong end up fighting openly and secretly. What a joke, what a joke." Shen Wen laughed loudly.

Wang Yisheng's complexion was also very bad. Hearing that he slapped him with a palm, Shen Wen died without even humming.

Seeing Shen Wen's end, the others didn't say a word, and even the whispering stopped.

Yun Qi and Ti Dao were the most skilled at the scene, and Wang Yisheng walked in front of them.

"Senior brothers, look at the spiritual plants in this yard..."

"Perhaps Hu Xuan is still watching, she can divide it as she says." Yun Qi said lightly.

"That's right, I should listen to her, after all, she planted it." Wang Yisheng said and called a few young disciples into the yard.

All the Lingzhi were taken away, and all the vegetables were given to the villagers. After a while, the work was done.

Wang Yisheng only nodded at Ti Dao and was about to take his disciples back to the Qimu Pavilion. He happened to meet the disciples of Xuanguangzong who had gone first but then returned. At this time, the two groups met on the road to be companions and communicate with each other. .

Xuanguangzong is gone, Qimu Pavilion is gone, and the cultivators who are tied up with the spirit-binding talisman are still waiting to speak with their swords.

"Why are there so few people? Run away?" Raised the knife and said.

"Just now, I was shot flying when I went up." Another Tongqiao replied with a knife.

"Oh, that's it." Picking up his ears with a knife, "Then you all go too."

The cultivators who had untied the spirit-binding talisman took out all kinds of flying magic weapons that had not been fully untied, and flew away into the distance after putting on the spirit stone.

The villagers over there were still beaming around the small courtyard where Hu Xuan lived, discussing whether Hu Xuan would come back after becoming a fairy, how to preserve the house, etc. Yunqi had already taken out the spaceship and jumped on it.

"Pick up the knife."

"Here we come." Lifting the knife, he turned his head and jumped onto the spaceship: "I'm afraid something will happen next, where are we going?"