The night in the Dragon Gate Secret Territory is very different from the day.

During the day, the secret place of Longmen is quiet, and at night it is even quieter.

In such silence, every life exudes vitality.

Do not interfere with each other, grow savagely.

A fire was flickering and flickering, and the crackling roar of the dry wood after it was burned made the secret realm of Longmen even quieter and vast.

One or two glowing glowing fireflies fluttered their wings among the rotting grass and flew silently.

Dongluo gently threw two dry firewood into the fire that was about to be extinguished.

The fire, which had already weakened, burned again, and the flaming red flames reflected the two teenagers with different expressions beside the fire.

No, to be precise, it should be a girl, a teenager.

Dongluo was a little embarrassed and took the lead in breaking the silence, "Are you better?"

The girl's delicate face was completely bloodless, and she held a mask as thin as a cicada's wings in her hand, looking at it over and over in the firelight, and when she heard Dongluo's question, she replied a little absentmindedly: "It's much better." ”

A long silence followed.

Dongluo sighed lightly, turned his head to look at the girl who looked more delicate and charming under the light of the fire, and said, "That...... Lole ...... Girl, I was also in a hurry to do the right just now, and I was offended. ”

The girl lightly covered the mask in her hand as thin as a cicada's wings on the skin, and the original delicate face returned to the familiar appearance of a young man in Dongluo, "I know. So I don't blame you either. ”

Dongluo exhaled lightly, he had saved Luo Le from Zhang Wendao's hands before, but he only saved it.

As for how to save it next, and what to save it, he couldn't do anything about it.

Luo Le's main injury was the punch in the back of his heart.

Under that punch, internal injuries, external injuries, injuries on injuries, Dongluo took out all his pills, but those pills could only continue her injuries, but they could not be truly cured.

At that time, he was in the same mood as Xue Yuxin when facing those elixirs when facing those sages.

It's all big for a while.

Compared with the injuries caused by Zhang Wendao's punch, the pill he took out would not have an immediate effect at all, and if it dragged on any longer, Luo Le would have to die.

And he could only watch, there was nothing else he could do.

Luo Le had a cure, but he had no cure.

If it weren't for the fact that Luo Le took out a turquoise pill and devoured it when she was in a coma in the end, I'm afraid she would have died in this Dragon Gate Secret Realm.

It's just that her internal injuries have been treated, but the external injuries are a huge problem for Dongluo.

The wound was in the back of her heart, on her back. It was certainly impossible for her to apply the ointment herself, and she couldn't move yet. So this heavy task can only be handed over to Dongluo to complete.

And Dongluo, before that, had always thought that Luo Le was a man, so he didn't think much about it, so he took over this important task.

But as he painted it, his face changed. It gets weird, it gets hard to believe, it gets a little complicated. But the medicine has already been applied here, and it is not to stop, and it is not to stop. He could only insist on finishing the application.

After swallowing the pill and applying the external ointment, the thin girl, who was seriously injured and dying not long ago, was slowly able to sit by the fire, and the girl sat cross-legged, without the mask as thin as a cicada's wings, revealing a memorable face.

It's not that the girl looks like a country and a city, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in the prime of her life can't afford the words "the country and the city", at most it can only be regarded as exquisite, but this delicacy is enough to make Dongluo remember it deeply.

When the girl's eyes looked at the winter fall, he was rarely a little cramped, clearly not doing anything bad, but a little weak-hearted.

Dongluo turned his head to look at the girl who had now put on the mask, and returned to the same appearance he had when he first saw Qin Tianjian, and his heart was a little complicated.

I don't know how to say something.

He can be generous.

But with the girl in front of her, how should she deal with herself?

Some things, not because you think it's a good thing, you think you're doing a good thing, you can be very aggressive, ignore it, ignore it, ignore it.

It must have been a good thing for him to help Luo Le apply the ointment, and it was a good thing to save his life. But just because this is a good life-saving thing, can he not care about Luo Le's opinion?

Definitely not, he can't do it.

Luo Le turned his head to look at the somewhat restrained young man beside the fire, and he didn't become angry, but said generously and sincerely: "We're even." ”

Dongluo, who was beating the drum in his heart, laughed dryly, he knew the meaning of this sentence, "Between friends, it is appropriate to help each other, and it seems tacky to talk about this." ”

Luo Le nodded, perhaps because he felt that the atmosphere was a little depressing and a little weird, and couldn't help but quip: "You came to save me, are you afraid that I will die like this, and then no one will return your spirit stone!"

Dongluo shook his head.

After being silent for a moment, he continued: "Among friends, talking about spirit stones is even more vulgar. ”

Luo Le tilted his head and said, "Friend?"

Dongluo nodded.

Luo Le hummed, and lay down on the grass by the fire, and fell asleep.

Dongluo added a few sticks of dry wood to the fire, and sat by the fire to think about it.

Tonight, he will keep vigil, he will keep watch over Lole.

The light of the fire was faint at times, sometimes violent, undulating and swaying, until dawn.

After a night of nothing, Luo Le slowly opened his eyes.

Under the effect of pills and ointments, the injuries on his body have been healed.

Of course, being able to get better so quickly, in addition to the good quality of the elixir ointment, it also has something to do with the fact that he is a martial arts cultivator.

There is no doubt that the activity and self-healing ability of every flesh and blood cell of a martial cultivator are stronger than that of a cultivator. It's normal to get good quickly.

She opened her eyes and looked around, seeing that there was no sign of the teenager.

She sighed softly.

Began to struggle to get up.

It has already entered summer in the secret territory of Longmen, the grass and trees are abundant, and there is no trace of spring dew and autumn frost on the grass leaves.

Luo Le's face was still a little pale, but he didn't look as sick as before. Now that she has regained some of her blood, her body will only gradually improve.

She leaned against the trunk of a stout tree and looked into the distance.

She wasn't worried that the boy would leave her without saying goodbye.

If he really was this kind of person, then he wouldn't be afraid of death and rushed to save her.

She believed him.

After a while, a young man came over with a bucket of water in his left hand and a few fish in his right hand with a smile on his face.

Luo Le only felt that this smile was like the sun that had just risen, with its own light.

Dongluo put down the bucket and boiled the pot on the shelf that had been processed, before he looked back at Luo Le, who was leaning on the trunk of the tree, and said with a smile: "Go and wash up, I'll cook you a bowl of fish soup to replenish your body." ”

Luo Le smiled slightly and nodded.

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......

In a valley in the Longquan Mountains, Zhang Wendao's eyes were purple, and beside him was Zhao Changqing, who had survived the catastrophe.

Zhao Changqing looked at Zhang Wendao with a worried face, the worry is really worried, and it is not fake.

Zhao Changqing looked at Zhang Wendao worriedly for a while, and then looked at himself with a happy face, and he was really happy, not fake.

No wonder he was so lucky.

Originally, he was not qualified to enter the Longmen Secret Realm, but later Lin Ran didn't know where to get a few tokens to enter the Longmen Secret Realm, although, when he took the token, he found that Lin Ran's mood didn't seem to be very good, but who didn't want a token that could enter the Longmen Secret Realm.

Uncle Lin is not happy if he is not happy!

It's good to be happy in front of chance.

Next, when walking on the dragon road, he and Qin Shiyue surrounded Dongluo left and right, but he didn't expect that he was lucky not to meet Dongluo, and he escaped by luck.

Yesterday, I thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect to survive in the end.

There were seven people in the entire Netherworld Gate, but now only he and Zhang Wendao were still alive, and all five of them died in the hands of that young man.

In addition to rejoicing, his expression was inevitably a little dazed.

Sometimes, he wonders if he is the child of destiny. The whole world is going to revolve around him, and he won't die no matter what.

But this kind of thing, he will only think about it in private.

He knew it couldn't be.

Zhao Changqing sighed lightly, luck is also part of strength, if he is lucky, it means that he is strong. As for those senior brothers and disciples who died in this Dragon Gate Secret Territory, they can only blame them for their bad luck.

No wonder.

He habitually touched his waist, the piece of jade-shaped mustard seeds, but this time he touched an empty one.

Cultivators and cultivators, whether it is cultivation or family background, are little by little, accumulated over time, and no one has become a fat person in one bite. Half of his family wealth was hidden in the mustard seeds around his waist, but he didn't expect it to be gone.

Zhao Changqing's fingers squeezed weakly around his waist, and sighed lightly, he suddenly envied those who suddenly became rich, but everyone who suddenly became rich, the world can only see his brilliance, who knows what kind of unknown sourness he experienced before he became rich.

Although he has never been a person who suddenly became rich, he still knows a thing or two about the sourness in it, because the rich in this world cannot be the same rich, but the poor must be the same poor.

There is nothing to envy either.

Zhao Changqing withdrew his hand with a somewhat embarrassed expression, the mustard seeds are gone, you can buy them again, and your family is gone, you can earn them again. As long as his life is still there, as long as he continues to follow behind the middle-aged man in front of him, I believe that it won't be long before he can accumulate a good family foundation in this Longmen secret realm.

Zhang Wendao slowly opened his eyes, and exhaled lightly, as if the old wounds were gone, but only he knew what the truth was!

Zhang Wendao glanced inward, looking at the body that was invisible, only visible to the heart, and sighed in his heart: "The lethality of the transcendent realm sword cultivation is really amazing, just a faint sword qi will destroy my decades of preparation, fortunately, in this Dragon Gate Secret Realm, the power of that sword qi has been infinitely weakened, otherwise, I will have to start all over again!"

Zhang Wendao's eyes narrowed slightly, "Even in this Dragon Gate Secret Territory, then this little scar is not irreparable." ”

Zhao Changqing looked at Zhang Wendao, who woke up from his meditation and didn't speak for a while, and said with some concern: "Senior Brother Zhang, you ...... It's okay!"

Zhang Wendao came back to his senses, looked at Zhao Changqing, who was full of worry and did not seem to be fake, and sneered: "What? Miss me badly?

Zhao Changqing's expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly knelt down and said, "Senior Brother Zhang is serious, Zhao Changqing doesn't dare to have this idea. ”

"Don't dare?" Zhang Wendao snorted coldly, "Don't dare, it doesn't mean you don't want to." ”

Zhao Changqing hurriedly grabbed the ground with his head and said, "Zhao Changqing doesn't dare and doesn't want to." ”

Zhang Wendao seemed to enjoy this feeling of being worshipped, and after Zhao Changqing kowtowed for a while, Zhang Wendao said lightly: "Get up! ”

Zhao Changqing got up quickly, didn't even bother to wipe the blood on his forehead, and quickly completed Zhang Wendao's explanation.

After a distance from Zhang Wendao, the panic on his face disappeared, replaced by a sense of indifference.

He patted the mud on the hem of his trousers, he wanted to wipe the blood on his forehead, but he gave up after thinking about it.

In terms of his current cultivation, let alone kowtowing one or two hundred times, even if he hit the entry-level spiritual weapon with his head, the final result would definitely be even worse than his head, which shows that when he kowtowed just now, he did not use his internal qi to protect his body.

He thought about it again, and even if he didn't even wipe the blood on his forehead, there was no need to take pictures of the mud prints and blades of grass on the trouser legs.

He looked around for a moment, then knelt down, rubbed his legs on the ground, stood up, looked at his trouser legs with satisfaction, and smiled.

Zhang Wendao looked at the person in front of him and said with a playful smile: "What's the matter?

The visitor shook his head, "I'm sick too." ”

Zhang Wendao glanced at the visitor carefully, nodded, and exclaimed: "If you don't break it, you can't stand it, if you break it, you will stand after it, since the road ahead is not passable, you will break the road ahead and re-pave the road, and you are about to succeed, I have to say that you not only have great perseverance, but also great determination, of course, there is also great luck." I think if you really succeed, there will be a place for you on the top of this mountain on earth!"

The visitor's eyes narrowed slightly, and he also looked at Zhang Wendao carefully, "It seems that I still underestimate you." ”

Zhang Wendao smiled noncommittally, "Since you didn't want to take advantage of my illness and ask for my life, you didn't come to listen to me praise you." If I'm in a good mood, no matter how difficult it is, I'll agree, and if I'm in a bad mood, no matter how simple it is, you have to ...... Die. ”

The person who came laughed and said: "Netherworld, a yellow-level sect, with a character like you, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse!"

Zhang Wendao also laughed, "It must be a blessing to have someone like me." It's just a blessing, if the Netherworld Gate can't catch it, for them, it's no different from a disaster. Woe to them, if they catch it, there is no other blessing. ”

The person who came looked at Zhang Wendao and said directly: "I have a great opportunity to share with you, can you take it?"

Zhang Wendao plucked his ears with his little thumb, put it to his mouth and blew it: "But that chance was discovered by my Netherworld Gate first. ”

"But you can't afford that opportunity now. The person who came smiled slightly, "You and I will benefit both sides together, as for the divide...... I'll just have to go to the boy. If you want to come to a person who is a mortal body and not weaker than a pure martial artist in the Blood Realm, it shouldn't be worse than you. When the time comes, we will all be happy, and we will inevitably come to you to catch up with the past. Maybe it's another big opportunity!"

The visitor looked relaxed, coughed lightly, and then found a mountain rock and sat down.

Although Zhang Wendao is under the head, he needs to look up at Zhang Wendao every time he speaks, but Zhang Wendao only sees eye level in the eyes of people.

A kind of level-up view of everything in the world that is transcendent from above.

Zhang Wendao thought about it seriously.

Zhao Changqing's expression was solemn, as if he was facing a great enemy, he could naturally hear the naked threat in and out of the words, at this time, he was afraid that Zhang Wendao and the two immortals would fight if they disagreed.

If two high-ranking immortals fight in the sky, even if the fight is turned upside down, the river flow backwards has nothing to do with him half a spirit stone.

If Zhang Wendao is killed, that's fine. It would be even better if both of them died together.

But when the two immortals sat in front of him, he didn't want them to really fight, because when the immortals fought, it would only be them mortals who would suffer.

At this time, he suddenly wanted Zhang Wendao to agree to that person's proposal, although there were some words that the two of them said in a fog, and he couldn't understand them. But he heard the word chance very clearly.

Zhao Changqing carefully recalled the conversation between the two, his expression moved slightly, he seemed to know what the opportunity they were talking about was.

The first thing that the Netherworld Gate discovered was nothing more than the outer crystal spirit stone mine.

At this moment, his body trembled slightly, his heart was hot, and there was a faint expectation in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Wendao.

As long as they cooperate to take down that crystal spirit stone mine, then what is the half of the family wealth he lost before?

It's just a dime a die in nine years, just the tip of the iceberg.

Zhang Wendao glanced at Zhao Changqing coldly.

Zhao Changqing's whole person was like an electric shock, like falling into an ice cave, he instantly sobered up, and quickly lowered his head.

Zhang Wendao looked at the visitor and smiled: "After the opportunity is in hand, how to distribute it?"

The look of the person who came was also relaxed, "How about four-six? ”

"I don't get greedy, I know how big my appetite is and how much I can eat. Zhang Wendao stood up and looked down at the visitor: "Five or five points, after the opportunity is in hand, you and I will go to the young man to catch up with him." ”

After thinking for a moment, the visitor nodded in agreement.

Zhang Wendao laughed, "Since we are already allies, I can't know what your name is." You are qualified and have the ability to make me remember you. ”

The person who came was not angry, but just said word by word: "Jia Qingshi." The rain is light and the wind is stormy, and the plum is green in the green season. ”

"The rain is light and the wind is stormy, the plum is green? Yes, yes, it's the plum green season. Then it depends on whether the next wind is violent?" Zhang Wendao asked again: "Is your strength really just a cultivation realm?"

Jia Qingshi said calmly: "Could it be that your strength is really just boiling in the blood realm? ”

Zhang Wendao laughed.

It's fun!

It turns out that there are interesting people in the world!

It's not all rubbish!

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......

There are many mountains in the Longquan Mountains.

Some mountains are steep, some are beautiful, some are dangerous, and some are strange......

Some mountains are beautiful and dangerous, and they occupy everything, and then they have no characteristics, so they seem mediocre.

Although Luo Le's injuries are almost healed, his body is still a little weak.

Today is still Dongluo, carrying Luo Le on his back.

Luo Le, who was lying on Dongluo's back, asked with some curiosity: "Are you really that kind of legendary genius?"

Dongluo smiled bitterly, "No." If I had a choice, I would rather not be this so-called legendary genius. ”

Luo Le sighed and said, "Do you know how difficult it is for a mortal to polish his mortal body to the extreme that a mortal can achieve with his own ability without cultivating his body or cultivating the Dao?"

Dongluo shook his head, saying that he didn't know, and in fact it was true. He really didn't know.

No one had ever told him that.

Luo Le continued: "People in the world often say that there is a difference between immortals and immortals, and there is a difference between immortals, but in fact, it is the difference between acquired and innate. The five realms of the day after tomorrow and the ten layers of the marrow realm are the ultimate that mortals can achieve. But if a mortal doesn't cultivate the Tao or martial arts, no matter how long his lifespan is, it won't be more than a hundred years, and no matter how you polish your body in this interval, it is impossible to go to the extreme. But everyone who walks on this path can be called a genius, and they are all well-deserved geniuses. Before, you told me in Fulongshan Square that you had never practiced martial arts, and I still didn't believe it. Now that I think about it, I underestimate you. I didn't expect you to come so far on this road. has entered the ranks of those peerless geniuses. ”

Regarding the matter of refining the physical body to the blood boiling realm with the body of a mortal, Dongluo didn't know what to say to Luo Le?

Say that he has red lotus karmic fire in his body, there is extreme ice, and the two extremes of water and fire in this world are constantly tempering and polishing his body in his body?

None of this can be said.

In this world, there are some words that are not as simple as coming out of my mouth and into your ears.

In the end, he could only say modestly: "It's all a coincidence." ”

Only these four words can be explained.

Luo Le has long been surprised by this, who doesn't have a little secret, especially a cultivator, any little secret may be a hole card, a back hand that can save his life.

Although Luo Le knew that they had a good relationship, they were not good enough to tell any secrets.

Luo Le no longer inquired into the secrets of Dongluo, but told him everything he knew about going to the extreme that a mortal could achieve with a mortal body.

"It's amazing how far you've come down this road at such a young age, but the further back down the road becomes, the harder it becomes. It's hard to move forward for ten years or a hundred years, and it's normal to not be able to move forward at all. And the golden age of a mortal is only a few years. If it's wasted, you can't do it again. So, if you are on this path, then you must take it to the extreme before the debilitating period of your body comes. Or start cultivating martial arts before then, which will also get twice the result with half the effort. ”

Dongluo nodded, he knew all this. But he couldn't do anything, he couldn't take this path to the extreme, he couldn't do it by cultivating martial arts, and he couldn't do it either.

The only thing he could do was to elevate his physical body to the strongest as much as possible before the battle between fire and water in his body began.

"It's a hard road. ”

"I know. But no matter how difficult it is, you have to go, and you've come so far. You can't stop halfway. ”

"There is no half-ass, only half-time. ”

"Do you know where we are now?"

"In the Dragon Gate Secret Realm!"

"What is the Dragon Gate Secret Realm called?

"It seems to be called Tsuryodai. ”

"Building the Dragon Terrace is a shortcut, but it depends on whether you have the courage to go. ”