The male protagonist forced me to double repair

Repairing the meridian is a very exhausting thing, so Li Youxin gave the captured male cultivator three times the drug in advance, which meant that the inner hall would not calm down for at least three days.

However, Xiao Wuzuo encountered a problem. Whenever he held his breath and concentrated on trying to draw the opponent's aura, he would be knocked weak all over, and even the trace of aura he managed to control was defeated.

The time in the first half of the night was wasted, he cried until his voice became hoarse, and he failed to mend a single meridian.

It wasn't until dawn that he grasped some rules of male cultivators, and secretly drew a ray of spiritual energy into his body.

He learned to look inside.

Broken meridians are actually not terrible, they are scattered in the body, like crushed spirit stones, still with a faint light remaining.

Xiao Wucuo controlled the aura of the male cultivator to turn it into needles and threads, and sewed up the broken meridians bit by bit.Although his needlework is not very good, Nanxiu's aura is really good, and it comes with the function of automatic beautification.

The meridians repaired by men's aura are stronger and thicker, and their radiance is even brighter than before.

Xiao Wuzuo's strength gradually recovered.

He found that this male cultivator did not know what he ate to grow up, and the aura in his dantian was as vast as mountains, seas, rivers and sky, inexhaustible and inexhaustible.

Cultivation has no time, and it is even more forgotten after entering meditation.

After mending the last meridian, Xiao Wucuo finally couldn't bear it and fell into a coma.

At this time, Li Youxin had already drank tea in the outer hall for three days.

The male cultivator was still working hard, but when Xiao Wuzuo fainted, he seemed to pause, and then growled in pain.

The majestic spiritual energy poured into Xiao Wuzuo's body uncontrollably, crazily twisting around the shining golden core in the dantian, gradually changing into the form of a baby.

Dark clouds overwhelmed the top, and Jieyun shrouded Fuyundu without warning, and a bowl-thick thunderbolt struck down.

Li Youxin looked at the low sky quietly.

Lu Caisheng ran out with a teapot in his hand, his eyes full of astonishment: "The head teacher has broken through the Nascent Soul!"

Li Youxin: "Yes."

Lu Caisheng glanced at his calm Uncle Li, and his heart pounded.He was just ordered to catch a monk and come back to the head teacher to save his life, but now it seems that this monk has a lot of background, and he actually fed their head teacher from the middle stage of the Golden Core to the Nascent Soul!

Could it be that he provoked someone who shouldn't be provoked——

It's useless to say these things, the thunder calamity in the Nascent Soul stage lasted for a whole night, and the news that Fu Yundu broke through the Nascent Soul seemed to have wings, and it spread throughout the Xianmen Demon Sect overnight.

The whole comprehension world was guessing whether Fuyundu was going to hit the second place this year, but the center of the incident—Xiao Wucuo was dug out from the pile of tattered bed boards by his disciples. His face was still so handsome, but his whole body was scorched. up.

Li Youxin took off his outer robe and wrapped it up for him, picked him up and walked to the outer hall.

Lu Caisheng was half a step behind him, and dug out another "corpse" from the pile of bed boards.He dragged the corpse out of the inner hall, saw a piece of cloth out of the corner of his eye, and stopped walking like that.

A piece of white cloth embroidered with gold thread palaces, in terms of style and material, belonged to Bai Yujing's direct disciple.

This time it was really a disaster.

After Xiao Wucuo woke up, the sky jumped out of the floating clouds, and it was already bright.

The bed in the inner hall was broken, because of the sect's budget problem, there is no money to buy a new bed, so Xiao Wuzuo lay on the table.

Li Youxin sat aside and read a book, and when he saw that he was awake, he gave him a sip of the herbal tea that had been put away.

Xiao Wucuo moistened his throat and asked, "Where is my Taoist companion?"

Li Youxin: "Where did you get your Taoist companion?"

Xiao Wucuo's throat was very dry when he spoke, but he insisted on finishing the sentence: "I thought about it carefully, since this kind of thing has already happened, then I must be responsible. Please help me and ask him if he is willing to be My Taoist companion, in the future I will give him all the spiritual weapons and so on to help him soar—”

"Brother." Li Youxin interrupted him, "He is dead."

Xiao Wuzuo: "..."

is that a lie?Before crossing the catastrophe last night, the male cultivator was still fierce.

Li Youxin was expressionless: "Last night after you passed out, you lost control, and the exercises worked on their own, sucking that male cultivator dry."

Xiao Wuzuo touched his lips, and his voice trembled a little: "Where is his... dead body?"

Li Youxin: "I let my disciple burn it."

After thinking for a while, he comforted him and said, "Brother, you don't have to worry about it. That cultivator failed to cross the tribulation, and his life is not long. It is your fate to save you."

Xiao Wuzuo turned his head, buried his face in the shadow, and trembled repressedly.

Li Youxin persuaded him bluntly: "Forget about it, lest you end up with demons."

Xiao Wuzuo didn't answer.

Another day later, Fuyundu ushered in an endless stream of distinguished guests from the immortal sect.

Most of them came to congratulate Xiao Wucuo on breaking through Nascent Soul.

Lu Caisheng prepared his clothes and crowns early in the morning, and when he was about to enter the hall to serve, he found that the door of the hall was open.

The hall was empty.

The noble guests of the immortal gate brought precious gifts, but they did not see the rightful host come out to entertain them for a long time, and they were all sitting in the hall drinking water all the time.

The question is that the sect is too poor to afford tea.

The poverty of Fuyundu is obvious to all, and due to the reputation of "great style, second in the immortal sect", no one complains without knowing how to flatter.

In the tank as tall as half a person, the water quickly bottomed out.

Xiao Wucuo didn't show up for a long time, so the disciples who were in charge of entertaining had no choice but to invite Li Youxin, but as a result, he sat in the main seat, kept a stern face and didn't speak the whole time, making the atmosphere even more embarrassing.

About half an hour later, Lu Caisheng found Xiao Wuzuo in the medicine garden in the back mountain.

This is Li Youxin's territory, and the herbs are usually taken care of to make them tender and juicy.At the time of flowering, the medicine garden, which should have been colorful, now only has a piece of monotonous and pure green.

The flowers were all pinched.

While feeling distressed, Lu Caisheng went to see Xiao Wuzuo.

He picked up a piece of wood from nowhere, carved a line neatly and buried it in the soil.

——The tomb of his beloved wife Anonymous.

Lu Caisheng couldn't hold back his expression: "Master, many distinguished guests have come today, and everyone is waiting to see you."

Xiao Wuzuo remained silent, and pushed the picked flowers towards the tombstone.

Lu Caisheng: "Death cannot be brought back to life. The head teacher mourns and changes. If it doesn't work, the disciple will catch you again. There are two-legged monks everywhere outside. Which type do you like?"

Xiao Wucuo was finally willing to give him a look: "I can't figure out one thing right now."

Lu Caisheng asked: "What matter?"

Xiao Wucuo sighed quietly: "Why do you think I asked Li Youxin to turn off the lights, I don't know what my Taoist companion looks like until I die."

When Lu Caisheng was speechless, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "You will have a new Taoist partner, let him pass the past."

Xiao Wucuo stood up and took a deep look at the tombstone.

"There will be no new Taoist companions."