The divine power in his body quickly swam between his chests, and only then did he suppress the feeling of boredom and nausea. She leaned over and patted the young man surnamed Fu on the shoulder: "You have found your father, now I will send you back to the village." ”

The young man surnamed Fu slowly stopped crying and got up, although his eyes were still swollen, he nodded seriously, and wiped his tears with his sleeve. He wanted his father to be buried in peace, but he was not in a position to do so at the moment. The two nobles in front of him had taken him to find his father's body, so how could he ask them to carry a dead man out of the cave again?

Ning Xiaoxian noticed that he had carefully avoided the ferret coat and had never soiled it, and his heart couldn't help but move: This kid is really careful.

They had only taken a few steps back, and after Tu Duan had made a gesture, all three of them suddenly stopped: "Shh, someone has come in." Who else can enter this cave but the "mountain god"?

Since they had saved people and ruined the good deeds of the "mountain god", they had originally made up their minds to get to the bottom of this matter, so as not to let the other party strike first and find their own bad luck.

They slowly retreated into the stone chamber and whispered, "Listen to the footsteps, there are five people coming. Four of them had stiff feet and were supposed to be puppets. In addition, the sound of dragging heavy objects was heard. At this time, they also wondered how powerful this "mountain god" was, how could he walk and still make a sound?

After a while, the person who came walked into the previous stone room, Tu Duan and Ning Xiaoxian peeked, and sure enough, four of the five were puppets, each dragging a human in their hands. These unfortunate bastards were tied hand and foot, and their mouths were stuffed with hemp pits, and they could only whine twice at most. But he couldn't move.

The person who walked in the front was a very tall man with a deep nose and eyes, and he was also wearing a wide robe and big sleeves on this snowy day, and he turned out to be a monk.

The "Mountain God" is actually a monk? If it weren't for a monster, what would he do if he caught mortals to extract essence and blood? Thinking of this, Ning Xiaoxian glanced at Tu Duan beside him, didn't this guy also use the secret realm to absorb the souls of mortals. It's also not a good bird.

"The early days of Jindan. "Changtian lazily reported this person's cultivation. With all his strength, it is more than enough to take down this person, and it seems that Ning Xiaoxian's trip will not be dangerous. He was much more relaxed.

The four puppets threw the man on the ground and kicked them to their knees, causing them to kneel. This movement is uniform, and it seems that it is following the instructions of the master. The monk took out the glass vials from his bosom. Set it up on the ground. He took out the Dan furnace from the storage bag and recited a trick, and the stove became more than one person high.

The glass bottle was transparent, and Ning Xiaoxian could see that it contained a red-gold liquid. Her heart suddenly moved, the color of this liquid was so familiar. Seeing that the monk put his natal true fire into the furnace as a pill fire, and then took out various medicinal materials and put them into the furnace in order. Then he picked up the magic trick, and he was preoccupied with refining the pill.

This was the first time she had seen other monks refining pills. Although this man also uses the stove of the immortal family. But it is definitely not as strange as the Fu Yu Ding in her hand, so she must be extremely precise in the fire, the order of medicinal materials, and the time of the pill. This monk also seems to be an expert in alchemy, or maybe he is already extremely proficient in refining this kind of pill, and his movements are like flowing water, and he is exactly the same.

Changtian sighed lightly and said, "Although this person is in the early stage of Jindan, his Dan Huo is only at the level of the foundation building period?"

She widened her eyes and said it was the first time she had heard of it. Chang Tian probably guessed her surprise, and continued: "Being injured to the root of the cultivation is a great loss, or the sequelae of taking certain pills may lead to a decline in the realm. But such a situation is rare, and what happened to this person can only be described as 'unlucky'. ”

Seeing that the fire was almost over, the monk let out a low shout: "Open." The lid of the Dan furnace opened automatically, and he picked up three glass bottles and threw the red-gold liquid into them.

As soon as he opened the cap, Ning Xiaoxian smelled a strong smell of blood. She suddenly remembered where she had seen it. In the secret room at the bottom of the Wencheng City Lord's Mansion, Fan Zhenren took out the bodies of the four sacrifices, and it was such essence blood!

Her Dan technique is also a small success, and when she listens to the sound in this furnace, she feels that something is not quite right. Sure enough, the monk muttered to himself, "Well, no, it's five years away. Then he picked up the last glass bottle on the ground and poured the essence blood into the Dan furnace.

This time, Danlu is honest. A quarter of an hour later, the monk pinched the magic trick, drank lightly, and the lid of the furnace opened, and immediately the room was filled with incense, and a red-gold pill flew out of the furnace!

This pill also wanted to run out of the furnace, but the monk was forced in the air by a spell, and calmly took it down and put it into the bottle.

Ning Xiaoxian knew that with this spiritual elixir, the grade was extraordinary. But she didn't expect that with the cultivation of this monk's foundation building period, she would be able to refine such a quality elixir!

The monk put away the elixir, walked towards the four mortals, and in their frightened eyes, took out a crystal piece that was polished on both sides and was rounded, and placed it on the top of everyone's head: "Hmm. This is 10 years, this man has 13 years, this man is only 3 years, how can it be so little? Mmmm, this is 7 years!"

Ten years, thirteen years? Ning Xiaoxian and Tu Duan glanced at each other, and a thought sprouted in their hearts: This year refers to the remaining longevity of mortals?

She was secretly horrified.

Seeing that the monk raised his palm, which was exactly the same as Fan Zhenren's, she knew that this guy was about to force out the essence blood from the mortal's body, so she couldn't help but raise her elbow and hit Tu Quan!

Tu Duzheng saw something interesting, and he really didn't want to let go of any detail in the monk's hand, but Ning Xiaoxian's elbow was obviously a signal for him to make a move. He had to force his unwillingness and jumped out gently.

The monk's palm was just about to hit the mortal's heart, and Tu Du jumped out of the way, somehow stepping beside him. A gust of wind blew in, forcing the monk to retreat.

With all his skills, it was not difficult to punch him flat, but he was curious about this person and wanted to capture him alive to inquire carefully.

The monk took two steps back, and then shook his hand and punched out a gossip plate, emitting a faint yellow light, which looked like a magic weapon. Tu didn't hide or hide, and grabbed this plate directly in his hand. His body is the body of a unicorn beast with copper skin and iron bones, where does he care about a small gossip plate?

Without stopping, he grabbed the monk by the back collar like a ghost, grabbed him by the neck with one hand, and kicked him in the back knee, causing the monk to kneel straight down in the same posture as the four mortals who were restrained by the puppet!

It was only then that the four puppets pounced. He pinched the monk's neck and exclaimed, "Do you want to die?"

The monk was pinched in his trachea and coughed twice before saying, "Don't dare, don't dare!" waved his hand, and the puppet didn't move. The four mortals who were captured whimpered and shouted a few times, but their hands and feet were tied and they couldn't break free.

Tu exhausted the spell to lock his cultivation, and Ning Xiaoxian only then did Shi Shiran come over and cough lightly: "Your surname?"

He glanced at Ning Xiaoxian a few times, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that this was a mortal girl, but at this moment, his life was in the hands of the cold-faced man behind him, and he didn't dare to snub the person in front of him: "Girl, my surname is Huang, and my single name is a loyal character." ”

"You're the 'Mountain God'?"

The monk's eyes flickered, and he was wiped out and pinched his trachea hard before he hurriedly said, "I am, but not quite!"

Ning Xiaoxian suddenly felt very disappointed: "The mountain god of the Trapped Dragon Snow Mountain, how tall and lofty it sounds, how can it be an ordinary foundation building period monk like you?" she pursed her red lips and said to Tu Du, "It's boring, let's kill it." ”

Although he didn't know what "high" meant, it didn't prevent the monk Huang Zhong from wailing: "Girl, I still have the following, please listen to me!"

She took out an hourglass from the storage bag and turned it upside down and placed it on the ground: "If you can't finish talking about the seventy breaths, go down to the underworld and continue to talk to Lord Yama, and if you can tell the truth clearly, I will spare your life." Outside, it was snowing, and there were mountains of corpses in the cave, and she really wanted to go back to the warm prison of gods and demons as soon as possible. Huang Zhong had killed so many mortals, she didn't have the heart to spend too much time with him.

"Yes, yes!" Hearing that there was a chance to live, Huang Zhong was overjoyed, glanced at the hourglass, and found that the silver sand inside flowed extremely fast, and quickly organized the language.

In the past thirty years, most of the people who have disappeared under the trapped dragon snow mountain have been counted on him. Huang Zhong was originally a casual cultivator, and inadvertently broke into the cave of the medieval immortals, where he obtained the secret method left by the immortals, and this puppet was made by him according to the secret method in the book. However, he only cultivated during the foundation building period, and his knowledge of the soul was not deep, so the puppets he made had more strength and less flexibility.

Another important thing in the book is a page of Danfang for longevity. This method of refining is very evil, and it can actually take other people's longevity and refine it into an elixir. Since the establishment of the six realms of reincarnation in Houtu, any elixir of immortality and longevity medicine is no longer effective. If you want to prolong your life, you can't do it unless you take the half-demon's longevity like Wenger, the lord of Iwaki City. But this longevity pill is actually an exception!

Strictly speaking, it is not a life-prolonging medicine, but a life-stealing technique! After Huang Zhong obtained this pill, he tried to grab mortals to refine the medicine, and sure enough, he was able to attach the longevity of these people to the natal essence blood and put it out and pour it into the pill.

It's just that in each pill, a maximum of 20 yuan of yang longevity can be infused, and such an extract has an accidental loss of up to half, that is, it takes 40 years of mortal lifespan to infuse 20 years of longevity pill! (To be continued......