Hearing Wang Wenshan's assurance, Li Qiuling suddenly felt a lot more relieved, but for a moment, a touch of sadness swelled up, and only heard her voice say: "You said that his strength is not weak, can the senior uncle beat him.............?"

"Don't worry, this kid is at most a complete cultivation in the late stage of Dragon and Tiger, and he is a loose cultivator, and he has a limited number of hole cards to rely on. And Uncle Shi, hehe, you don't know yet, right? He had already survived the Thunder Tribulation a while ago and successfully broke through to the Returning to the True Realm, and now he is a real person, and his divine power is invincible. ”

"Even if his identity is false and he deliberately hides his strength, do you think he will be the opponent of a true person in the Origin Realm?!"

Wang Wenshan replied calmly, as if he had absolute confidence in his uncle.

"It's amazing, it turns out that Uncle Shi is a real person? He has only been in the Tao for more than 130 years, right?!"

Li Qiuling's eyes were shocked, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

Wang Wenshan nodded lightly and smiled without saying a word.

"Senior brother, how long will it take for them to recover? From here to the Holy Elephant Mountain, it is not far away, it is not close, there is still a lot of distance, with our current degree, it will take at least a day or two, and now that the Immortal Yuan Festival has already begun, there is not much time left, if it drags on, I am afraid that we will not be able to catch up because of small losses." ”

Li Qiuling seems to be simple, but she expects that she is comprehensive in everything, and everything is within her consideration.

Wang Wenshan's face was also pale when he heard this, his eyes turned to the side of Xuan Chou, and only after a while did he say:

"Those two girls have the cultivation of the Ding Realm, it shouldn't take long to recover, it's that kid, although the sword body is extraordinary, but there is no cultivation foundation, it is a burden, and it will take some effort to meet with Uncle Shi halfway, and it will take some effort to have a showdown with him, and the time is indeed a little tight. ”

"That's it!" Li Qiuling echoed on the side: "Before leaving, the master said that our trip is very important and urgent. ”

"A few days ago, Song Wei, the marquis of Dahan Town, collaborated with the enemy and treason on trumped-up charges, and was beheaded all over the house. ”

"It is said that Song Wei's daughter, Zhuo Mao's closed disciple Song Jinyu, is not dead, and has secretly sneaked to Daming under the pretense of a mortal chariot and horse. ”

"Senior brother, I think we are still with that Xuanchen, let's just pick it out, whether we succeed or not, we will do our best to obey the destiny of heaven, we can't delay more, we will miss a big event!

"And the auction? Under the pretense of mortal chariots and horses, sneaking to Daming, are you talking about, is it the group of people from the Longmen Dart Bureau?"

If this is the case, then the matter makes sense, no wonder a real person who returns to the origin realm will drive people and drive horses, and mix with those mortal martial artists in the Dragon Gate Dart Bureau every day, mysterious and secretive, just like being a thief.

It turned out that the person in the carriage was the daughter of a traitor who was wanted by the Han Emperor.

The daughter of Song Wei, the marquis of Dahan Town, and the closed disciple of the imperial prince Zhuo Mao, Song Jinyu?

"It's kind of interesting!" Broken Sorrow's eyes flashed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Li Qiuling changed the law to excuse the sorrow, although Wang Wenshan saw through it, he just shook his head, and didn't say anything, but his eyes kept wandering over the sorrow, as if he was thinking about something.

Breaking the sorrow as if unconscious, he secretly said in his heart: "It's getting more and more interesting, it seems that this fairy fate festival, I have to go through it no matter what." ”

Thinking of this, the strength of the body dispersed, and the endless spiritual flow escaped, which suddenly attracted gusts of wind, the sleeve robe swept lightly, the wind stopped, and the person stood up.

At the same time, Lin Xiaoyuan and the three of them also recovered almost and got up one after another.

"They're all right!" Wang Wenshan was overjoyed when he saw this, and stood up, just now, he had already made contact with his uncle, just waiting on the way to the Holy Elephant Mountain, blocking the sorrow, at this time they recovered, how could he not be happy.

"Fellow Daoist, have you recovered from these apprentices?" Wang Wenshan stepped forward and asked with a touch of concern and an easy-going expression.

There was a touch of helplessness on his face, pointing at the three boys, shaking his head and saying with a wry smile: "My apprentices are stubborn, and they usually don't cultivate well, but now they make Daoist friends laugh and drag you down, so I really don't want to go." ”

"Daoyou is polite!" Wang Wenshan's heart tightened, but his face was silent, and he said with relief: "Don't worry, I just have a few here, the Zihua Snow Ginseng Pill refined by the family teacher has a miraculous effect on restoring spiritual power, and it doesn't hurt to wait." ”

After the words fell, he reached out and wiped the storage bag on his waist, and there was already a delicate white jade pill bottle in his hand.

The Zihua Snow Ginseng Pill of the Ancient Sword Sect is well-known in the Middle Heaven, except for the Nine Spirit Jade Qing Pill of the Danxia Sect and the Shenmu Pill of the Ancient Five Elements Sect, there are almost no other spirit pills that can be compared in terms of rapid replenishment and recovery of spiritual power.

Reluctant to let the child catch the wolf, in order to let Lin Xiaoyuan and the three recover quickly, Wang Wenshan was not reluctant at this time, and directly contributed this elixir that he was easily reluctant to use on weekdays.

"Daoyou is so polite, this is absolutely unacceptable, we just meet in Pingshui, how can we accept such a heavy gift from you?"

Wang Wenshan was disdainful in his heart, but his face was generous, and he said warmly: "It's okay, I fell in love with Taoist friends at first sight, and my family teacher often taught me ..............."

Halfway through the words, it stopped abruptly, Wang Wenshan's face turned red, and he almost held back his internal injuries, shameless, it was too shameless, he thought that this Xuanchen was sanctimonious, and he would more or less politely excuse himself, but the result was ..........

Hehe.........

Nima is so shameless, isn't it?! You say don't want to, and your hand is stretched out to me, what does it mean? Say a few pieces, and you even go with the bottle?!

Damn! Put it in your pocket! You actually put it in your pocket! I didn't say it clearly enough? As a teacher, your apprentices are still watching, can you pay attention to the influence?!

Fortunately, he was not fighting alone, seeing such a smooth and natural movement of Broken Sorrow, Li Qiuling's gaze was also a little weird, revealing a touch of suspicion, and he couldn't help but cautiously probe: "That, Xuanchen Daoist, this elixir is for Xiaoyuan and them, why did you put it away directly?"

Hearing this, he nodded sadly, and said awe-inspiringly: "Yes, I know, you don't think that I am coveting your few pills, right?"

(End of chapter)

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