Dressed as a Grass GL

Another one!

Xi Zhou looked at the two men in black and felt that it was over, what if he just got a box lunch here?

Zhai Wangyou pursed his lips, and then opened his spiritual sense to look for the man in black in front of him. Just like before, he couldn't see anything, and his cultivation level was also higher than hers.

The atmosphere was silent and dignified for a moment.

The man in black on the flying boat squinted his eyes. He is in the late Yuanying period. In the cultivation world, except for the suzerains of the other two sects, he can be tied with him. It can be said that he is invincible.

It turned out that the man in black who was the first to chase after him was the Dharma Prime Minister of the Medicine Sect.

The talents of the Medicine Sect were withered, except that he, the suzerain, was in the late Yuanying stage, and only the Great Elder Fa Chi was in the Jindan stage. The rest of the disciples were almost all at the Qi refining stage, and few even at the Foundation building stage.

Just because they recruit new disciples every year and can't get a single spiritual root, the ones who go to the Medicine Sect are either three-spiritual roots or four-spiritual roots with mediocre aptitude, or five-spiritual roots that are equivalent to trash.

Now that Zhai Wangyou has a secret method that can repair the inner alchemy and quickly improve his cultivation, or some kind of magic weapon, how can he not be tempted.

If he can succeed, the Medicine Sect may flourish in his hands.

Fa Xiang made up his mind a bit, since he had no opponent, he should quickly deal with this black-clothed old man who appeared out of nowhere, and then take Zhai Wangyou away for a good interrogation.

He took out a black iron rod from the storage ring. His magic weapon was originally a sword. In order to hide his identity, he went to find a convenient iron rod temporarily.

Originally, he thought that Zhai Wangyou would not need a weapon to deal with Jindan Qi, but he did not expect Cheng Yaojin to be killed halfway, so he was well prepared.

Faxiang held the iron rod: "I would like to advise you, don't meddle in your own business, lest stealing the chicken will make you lose money."

Unexpectedly, the old man in black in mid-air let out a low laugh and didn't take him seriously.

"Old man, I have nothing I can't manage."

Xi Zhou first saw the man in black on the flying boat next door take out an iron rod.

Then he saw the old man in black in the air in front of him take out a golden stick.

Golden stick, when you are a monkey grandson...

These two people really had a tacit understanding. Not only did they collide with each other, but they even thought of preparing weapons together.

Presumably it was to hide their identities, neither the iron rod nor the gold rod should be commonly used by them.

Faxiang let out a low cry, and took the lead to strike. As soon as the two sticks met, his expression changed suddenly, he immediately discarded the iron stick, and stepped back.

"Your Excellency's cultivation is above the Nascent Soul stage, who are you?"

How could it be possible, the three highest cultivators in the comprehension world are the three masters, all of whom are in the late Nascent Soul stage, and this person's cultivation is actually above the Nascent Soul stage.

Distraction period!

Impossible, could it be said that among the two old foxes of Tianjianzong and Yudaozong, someone broke through quietly but deliberately lowered their cultivation?

"The old Taoist is just a casual cultivator, but fellow Taoist, do you know which one of the three sects?"

As soon as the old man in black finished speaking, he ran away without turning his head when he saw the Fa Xiang.

Only by keeping your life alive, can the green water flow forever. Fighting someone who is a level higher than yourself is like hitting a stone with an egg.

Fa Xiang knew this well, and he was relieved when he saw that no one was chasing after him.

Here, the old man in black doesn't chase after him, his target is Zhai Wangyou, the others are not important.

Zhai Wangyou's wrist came with fine and dense force again, as if urging her to do something.

Xi Zhou: Run away, Eldest Sister, look at how free and easy that senior was just now, she ran faster than a rabbit, let's run away too.

Of course Zhai Wangyou couldn't hear her voice, but he was in the same mood right now.

Just now the person who escaped said that the self-proclaimed old man in black in front of him has a cultivation base above the Nascent Soul Stage, which means at least two realms higher than the Golden Core Stage.

She pursed her lips, and said coldly: "Whatever treasure the senior wants to seize, the junior will offer it."

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist in black laughed and said: "The old Taoist is not the kind of person who waits for the little ones, what I want is your life."

"Killed her."

The familiar words and the familiar tone are the one who plotted against her last time.

Zhai Wangyou looked at the person approaching him. Last time, he passed out without even catching a move from this person. When he woke up, he found that his cultivation base was completely destroyed and his inner alchemy was shattered.

There was one life left last time, what about this time?

She glanced at the Dreaming Grass tightly wrapped around her wrist, retracted her long sword, and used her spiritual power to drive the flying boat up rapidly, then descended rapidly and threw it straight at the old man in black.

"The gnat may shake the tree, it's beyond self-control." The black-clothed old man snorted coldly, and mobilized his spiritual power to withstand the flying boat. Not only did he not get hit, but he even controlled the flying boat.

Just when he was feeling complacent, he suddenly saw a figure flashing past.

Counted!

The old man in black threw down the flying boat and flew towards the white figure, but he was not in a hurry in his heart.

How can the cat let the mouse under its feet really run away?

Seeing that Zhai Wangyou had rushed to the exit of Fanjie Mountain, he flew forward and slapped him.

Zhai Wangyou couldn't dodge being hit in time, his body wobbled and he could hardly stand up.

She bit her lip tightly, a trace of misery flashed in her eyes, and the inner alchemy shattered again.

A Jindan stage genius is so vulnerable in front of an enemy two realms higher than himself.

The disciples guarding the exit saw that Zhai Wangyou, who was in the later stage of Jindan, could not resist even a single palm, so they all abandoned the door and fled. Why are they still guarding the door at this time.

Immortals fight, little=shrimp=mi, hurry up and stay away, lest you get hurt.

There was a sneer on the face under the mask of the old man in black: "Last time I underestimated you, the broken inner alchemy can still mend, this time I see how you can survive when you are dead."

Zhai Wangyou continued to retreat, only two steps away from the exit, one step, as long as you take this step, you will be in the Mortal Realm.

There is no aura in the mortal world, and when a cultivator arrives in the mortal world, his spiritual power will be insufficient, and his cultivation will regress. This old man in black may not follow.

Just take this step...

The old man in black stared at her feet like a cat catching a mouse. When she raised her feet, he let out a grin and waved his palm again.

"Ah, it's so pale---heaven---" A scream sounded, and there was no one at the exit.

The old man in black's expression froze. Could it be that he was dazzled, who was the figure that appeared suddenly?And that scream that didn't belong to Zhai Wangyou...

He was about to chase in when he heard footsteps behind him.

It was Elder Qingliu who heard the disciple's report and came with a group of people from the deacon's hall.

The old man in black frowned, hesitated for a moment, turned and left.

mortal world.

Xi Zhou got a slap on the back, and went straight back into the Dreaming Grass, wrapping loosely around Zhai Wangyou's wrist, as if he didn't even have the strength to wrap it tightly.

Zhai Wangyou was standing in the forest, her footsteps were swaying, if the Dreaming Grass hadn't transformed into a form to block the palm at a critical moment, she would have died on the spot.

With mountains and forests everywhere, she did not go down the mountain, but walked up the mountain with difficulty.

When a cultivator reaches the Mortal Realm without aura, her cultivation base has dropped by at least one realm. Her inner alchemy was broken just now, and now she has no power to restrain the chicken. I don’t know who is guarding the entrance of the Mortal Realm at the foot of the mountain, or stay on the mountain first. as appropriate.

Halfway up the mountain, Zhai Wangyou was leaning against a tree and panting slowly, unable to walk anymore.

She touched the Dreaming Grass on her left wrist with her right hand, and it was still loosely wrapped. At this moment, she felt powerless, and she didn't have any spiritual power for the Dreaming Grass.

The excessive physical exertion made her feel dizzy, and in a trance, a person appeared in front of her eyes.

Xi Zhou looked at the man who seemed to faint in the next second, endured the pain and turned into a human form.

It's just that like Zhai Wangyou, he couldn't stand firmly either.

She leaned closer to Zhai Wangyou's ear, said lightly = panting = breathlessly: "Elder Sister, let's go to sleep."

It’s not going to work like this, I’d better help Elder Sister recover her cultivation first...

Zhai Wangyou's eyes narrowed slightly: "Can you make a sound?"

That's right, when she fled into the Mortal Realm, she heard a scream in her ears, and she ignored it at the time just trying to escape.

"Thanks to that old man, he slapped me loudly." At that time, she opened her mouth subconsciously, accompanied by the pain in her body, she didn't expect to scream out loud.

But now is not the time to discuss this issue.

She looked into Zhai Wangyou's eyes, and repeated in a low tone: "Master, let's go to sleep."

Zhai Wangyou's legs twitched slightly, his body leaned back, and he leaned almost all his strength on the tree to barely stand still.

She opened her red lips lightly, and there was no tone in her words, only the final sound brought out by her exhalation: "You are hurt."

That old Taoist shattered her inner alchemy with one palm, and the Dream Grass without spiritual power is afraid that the injury will be even worse.

Xi Zhou exhaled softly, trembling-/shaking: "It's okay, my hand--hand is not hurt"

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The author has something to say:

small theater~~

Xizhou: I just want to help you recover, nothing else.

Big Sister: Shameless...