After being resurrected, he was targeted by his benefactor

As soon as Qingmeng Mountain crossed the robbery, the rental price of the caves in Qingcheng increased a lot. Of course, these refer to the caves that have not been rented out, and those that have been rented are still at the original price.

Because there were too many people, no one had room to spare, and the law and order in Qingcheng became chaotic all of a sudden.

Han Zhao was one of the disciples sent out to maintain law and order this time.

Since the Red Sea incident and separated from him last time with a knife, Han Zhao also went out and made some small gains. His cultivation base has reached the fourth level of foundation building. When the ancestor advanced to cross the catastrophe, he was baptized with spiritual energy at the end. Many disciples on the mountain retreated suddenly after gaining something, and the manpower became tense.

There is no room in Qingcheng, so they can only go to other cities to coordinate.

Han Zhao had just finished coordinating a sect and was on his way to Qingcheng, when he encountered a fight between three people on the way.

The three of them didn't fight to death, so he didn't want to worry about it, but he couldn't stand people calling him.

"Fellow Daoist, help me." A gentle and pleasantly surprised voice called out.

Han Zhao sighed, "Hey." He had to walk over.

"Three friends, I am Han Zhao, a disciple of Qingmeng Mountain. This place is not far from Qingmeng Mountain. If there is any trouble, our Qingmeng Mountain will intervene."

The best signboard to use now is probably Qingmeng Mountain.

Upon hearing Han Zhao's words, the three quickly separated and all looked at him.

"Are you a disciple of Qingmeng Mountain?" The two asked him one after another.

"Yes."

"Why is your cultivation so low?" asked again.

Han Zhao's face turned dark, I'm really sorry for your low cultivation.

The two of them seemed to know that they said something wrong, and quickly apologized: "Sorry fellow daoist, I didn't mean that. We didn't intend to make trouble here," he said, looking in the direction of the alone person, "Okay, we know Alright, let's go now."

Finished and left.

The man who called him just now came over, he was dressed in light blue cloth, dressed like a gentleman, handsome, with a smile on his mouth.

"Thank you for saving your life." The young man bent down and saluted: "My name is Ding Yi, and I am a disciple of Qianyuan Sect in Xizhou. This Qingmeng Mountain has been crossed, and I secretly followed my senior. I want to see the grand occasion here. Who knows...hehe, I still don't know the name of fellow daoist?"

Someone from Qian Yuanzong also came this time, and Han Zhao knew this.

"My name is Han Zhao. The law and order in Qingmeng Mountain is actually pretty good. It's just that there have been more people recently, and some conflicts are inevitable. If you don't have any serious problems, you should stay in the city and stay with your parents in a few days." Go up to Qingmeng Mountain to see Dujie Patriarch."

In fact, Han Zhao also had a headache. Of course it’s good to have Dujie at home, but recently, he just arranged to receive people from other sects who came to congratulate him, and he didn’t know how much time was wasted in practice.

Ding Yi smiled and said: "Yes, I have caused trouble for Guishan Gate. I will go back to the city right away. It's just that I sneaked out and can't see my elders. I have no friends here. This is my communication stone. I don't know if I can use it." Once you exchange the communication stone with fellow daoists, you can rest assured that I will not disturb you casually."

Han Zhao wanted to leave quickly, "Okay, here you are."

When Han Zhao went to Qingcheng, the man was the opposite of him, and the two went their separate ways.

Until Han Zhao's shadow could no longer be seen, Ding Yi came out from the same place again, touching the message stone with his fingers, with a smile on his face.

"Jiu'er met a newcomer and left us, the old one?"

These voices were obviously the two who told Han Zhao to leave just now.

Ding Yi—that is, Ding Jiu continued to touch the communication stone, as if he didn't hear what the two of them said.

The two of them were not annoyed, one of them approached directly, stretched out his hands to touch Ding Jiu's body and yelled "Jiu'er Jiuer".

"Ahh~~~~" Ding Jiu was touched a lot, and he groaned?Yin, received the message stone: "Two friends, have we played for a long time?"

"Why, it's only been two months, Jiu'er Jiu'er...Could it be that Jiu'er wants to abandon us?"

Ding Jiu groaned again?After groaning a few times, he also touched those two people: "Don't stay here, change to another place."

A few hours later, in a cave in a canyon, Ding Jiu turned over and got off the stone bed, cleaned and dressed as usual, and ruined the cave. As for the bodies of the other two, he didn't even look at them.

He hasn't touched the disciples of the Damen Sect all this time, so it's time for a change.

Xiao Zhiyuan and Ding Qiao checked out the room.into the nearby mountains.

Before they came, they asked the disciples of Qingmeng Mountain that there were no powerful monsters on this mountain.Two people who practiced at the fourth level can still kill some monsters in the early and middle stages of the first level.

Ding Qiao happily collected the monster's body and gave Xiao Zhiyuan water to drink.

"Zhi Yuan Zhi Yuan, we have fought a lot of monsters."

"Well, during this period of time, the disciples of Qingmeng Mountain are cultivating like crazy. Those bigger monsters have been killed, and these are cheaper for us."

"Well, but Qingmengshan is really desperate to practice."

"That's why they can fight." Xiao Zhiyuan took out a fruit and put it near Ding Qiao's mouth: "Don't think too much, we will be very good in the future."

"Yeah." Ding Qiao bit his mouth and laughed.

Traveling eastward in this way, they arrived at a low mountain.

Xiao Zhiyuan had just received the corpse of the monster beast, moved his ears, and shouted: "What thing? Come out?"

A phantom floated up from the lush grass.

"Hehehe, qi training disciple, qi training is good, what I want is a qi training disciple." As soon as the old man's voice fell, he rushed towards the two of them.

It's only been a few days since he regained his sanity, and someone sent him to his door. Isn't it true that the heavens will never stop him? Absolutely!

"What, get out, get out!" Ding Qiao yelled, and he was not slow in his hands, and threw out all the magic weapons that could be thrown.

Xiao Zhiyuan had heard of this kind of thing, so of course he understood what it was trying to do.

Take home!

They just got better, how could they be taken away like this.

Xu Ying was not willing to just let the two qi training disciples go, and the rush left and right really gave him an opportunity to enter Xiao Zhiyuan's body from Yintang.

"Ah—" Xiao Zhiyuan yelled.

Ding Qiao was dumbfounded: "Zhiyuan Zhiyuan..." Now he understood what was going on: Pointing at Xiao Zhiyuan, he said, "You bad old man, come out, don't take him away, don't let you take him away."

But the current Xiao Zhiyuan can't hear Ding Qiao's voice, the two people in his spiritual consciousness are fighting inextricably.

Ding Qiao sat on the side and wept silently, watching Xiao Zhiyuan who was struggling in pain but unable to help, finally stood up, took out the array he bought, and covered everything that could be covered.

Zhiyuan is definitely fine, but if that phantom gains the upper hand in Zhiyuan's body, he has to pull him out, and he must not let Zhiyuan be taken away.

Xiao Zhiyuan's struggle lasted for seven days.

Seven days later, Xiao Zhiyuan slowly opened his eyes.

Ding Qiao hurried up: "Zhiyuan?"

"Ah Qiao." Xiao Zhiyuan called out.

Hearing this sound, Ding Qiao threw himself into Xiao Zhiyuan's arms and burst into tears: "Zhiyuan, you're fine, you're fine, I'm so happy."

Xiao Zhiyuan tried his best to support Ding Qiao's weight: "It's okay, it's okay, don't cry, be good."

Ding Qiao blushed: "Okay, don't cry." It's really embarrassing to be coaxed by Zhiyuan with "be good".

Xiao Zhiyuan looked around: "You took out all the things, right?"

"Yes, I can protect you too."

"In this world, besides my parents, Ah Qiao treats me the best."

Ding Qiao's face turned red again, but he didn't bow his head, and said with a smile: "That's right, Zhiyuan is also kind to me." After speaking, he asked: "What's the matter with that phantom?"

Xiao Zhiyuan patted Ding Qiao's head, and then said seriously: "This time it's a blessing in disguise."

"Ok?"

"This phantom is Fang Tai, the patriarch of Transcending Tribulation of Immortal Machine Sect, but somehow it became like this."

Ding Qiao opened his mouth wide: "Isn't this..."

"Yes." Xiao Zhiyuan nodded: "Fang Tai who went to Qingmeng Mountain a few days ago is also a dead Fang Tai. However, no matter what method they used to beat Fang Tai like this, it has nothing to do with us , I have absorbed some of his aura and have the intention of advancing to the next level, and I also need to refine his soul, ah bridge, come and help me protect the law."

"it is good."

If Zhiyuan said it was a good thing, it was a good thing.

Xu Ying's cultivation was superimposed on Xiao Zhiyuan's cultivation, and after Xiao Zhiyuan's compression, Xiao Zhiyuan rushed to the perfection of Qi training, only one step away from building a foundation.

Of course Ding Qiao was happy to see this, but he didn't dare to disturb Xiao Zhiyuan, so he just sat and practiced.

Where no one saw, Fang Tai's figure appeared, and was immediately taken away by the black and white history.

Half a year after the grand occasion of Qingmeng Mountain.

Yunqi exits the customs.

Lifting the knife, he hurried forward: "Senior Brother Yun, are you okay?"

Yun Qi looked at his hands with a serious expression on his face: "It still doesn't work."

Lifting the knife for a while: "It's okay, let's think of other ways."

After Baixu advanced to cross the catastrophe, Yunqi also retreated. Yunqi's retreat was to comprehend the real Tongqiao and his ability, but after more retreats, his cultivation gradually rose from Tongqiao Ninth Layer to Tongqiao Perfection , or nothing.

He suppressed his cultivation base again and again, and now he has to discuss it with Ti Dao.

Lifting the knife and blinking: "You mean, if I open an isolation shield near you, your cultivation will rise faster?"

Yunqi sighed and nodded: "I don't know what's going on. I've had this tendency since the Red Sea. Later, I can absorb more and more from you, and now there are more. But I haven't figured out the real meaning of Tongqiao yet. , you need to suppress your cultivation base."

Embarrassed to lift the knife, he nodded and said, "Senior brother Yun, I didn't know it would happen, I won't open it in the future, don't worry."

Yunqi shook his head and retorted: "You are not allowed to open, you have to practice, I just said, let's stay away from it."

"No, no, no need." Lifting the knife, he immediately retorted: "I'm not short of time."

Just kidding, without the aura in the isolation cover, he still has jelly beans. It is not easy to upgrade, but he wants to be with Yunqi...

A wry smile appeared on Yunqi's face.

Lifting the knife, he touched his face and touched Yunqi's cheek with his thumb: "It doesn't matter, it's not difficult for me to practice."

Luck sighed, he has been using a lot of knives recently, at the beginning he would slap the hand holding the knives off, but he can change hands to touch the knives again, and Yunqi was still stiff at the beginning, but he got used to the knives After stroking, he no longer felt nervous when he touched the knife again, and his body would relax naturally.

"If you say that, let other people know, and they won't come and beat you." Yunqi said angrily.

Lifting the knife, he continued to caress Yunqi's cheek: "I won't tell other disciples."

Senior Brother Yun’s hands have calluses left over from years of using magic tools. Even if they are cultivators, they still can’t get rid of them. They raised their knives and thought of many ways to do this, and Senior Brother Yun’s face is really slippery...cough cough .

After touching the knife for a long time and still not letting go, Yun Qi reached out and patted it off: "I'm going to the ring, are you going?"

"Go." Standing up with the knife in hand, "But didn't you say you can't practice anymore?"

"I don't need aura, I just wondered, the faint feeling before appeared only during the fight, and now it will appear after a fight."

"..." Lifting the knife: "It's possible."