When the scene fell silent, the first person to speak was Zhang Ziheng's mother.

She eagerly asked Zhongling, "Daoist Xiao, how is my son's condition now, can he come back to life?"

Zhong Ling nodded silently.

Zhang's mother asked again: "Then what is the situation now? Is he safe and sound, or does he still need follow-up treatment?"

Zhong Ling replied truthfully: "Your son is safe now, just wait for him to wake up, and there should be no major problems." ”

Zhang Ziheng's current symptom is that his blood veins have been sucked dry, and the golden pill in his body can help him continue his bloodlines. So basically there are no problems.

When Mother Zhang heard this, she suddenly let go of her hanging heart, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay." ”

There was no gratitude at all for the dedication of the White Rabbit Spirit.

Zhong Ling couldn't stand it anymore, silently hugged the white rabbit spirit and stroked its bloody body.

Chen Yu'er was moved by this and asked Zhongling, "Master, this little white rabbit has already appeared in its original form, can she still be saved?"

Zhong Ling's voice was cold: "There is no heartbeat anymore, and there is no possibility of any treatment." However, she has been cultivating for three hundred years, has not done anything bad, and has saved people's lives, even if she reports to the underworld, I believe that Yan Jun will also give her a light sentence. In her next life, she may have the opportunity to be reincarnated. ”

Chen Yuer nodded silently: "That's good......"

"Weeping, crying, crying......" touched Tian Yuxin, who couldn't help it, couldn't bear it anymore, and choked and cried.

All the women were also moved, this little white rabbit was really singing and crying, and the spirit was admirable.

Zhongling silently pulled Tian Yuxin into his arms and gently caressed and comforted him.

At this time, Zhang's mother finally felt that it was unreasonable to ignore the white rabbit essence, and hurriedly remedied it and said: "This little white rabbit has sacrificed so much for our Zhang family, you can rest assured, our Zhang family will definitely bury this little white rabbit." ”

Zhong Ling shook his head directly and said, "No need. ”

After speaking, Zhong Ling stretched out his hand, and the little white rabbit in his hand had disappeared from everyone's sight. Everyone in the audience didn't know where the corpse of the little white rabbit had gone, but only Zhong Ling knew that he had sent the corpse of the little white rabbit into the world of heavenly books.

Zhongling decided to bury the body of the little white rabbit in the world of heavenly books as a permanent memorial.

Zhang Ziheng survived in the end, and the two goblins around him also had their own endings, everything disappeared, and the matter was over.

Zhong Ling saw that there was nothing superfluous to stay here, so he took the initiative to say to Zhang's mother: "Okay, your son has been saved, and the goblins present have also been subdued, and Xiaodao has nothing else to do if he stays here, so say goodbye." ”

When Zhang's mother heard this, she hurriedly left a humane: "This little Taoist, my Zhang family can destroy the monsters, and the family is safe, and you have to take action, otherwise I am only afraid of more evil and less auspicious." You have such a great kindness to our Zhang family, how can you leave like this. It's better for the Taoist to stay overnight at my house, and my Zhang family will be grateful. ”

Zhong Ling flatly refused: "Thank you or something, you don't need it, we cultivators walk the rivers and lakes, subdue demons and subdue demons, punish adultery and eliminate evil, it is our own duty, not for the reward." ”

Zhong Ling is not so high-minded and does not want benefits, but what this Zhang family did, Zhong Ling is very unaccustomed to it, so he doesn't even want their family's things.

Just when Zhang's mother was about to continue to keep Zhongling, suddenly a Buddha horn came: "Amitabha, good, good, poor monk Wusheng came with Qianning Dao." ”

Everyone turned around and saw a middle-aged man dressed as a monk, followed by a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe, walking quickly into the courtyard from the outside.

At this time, Master Idiot Zhen, who was lying on the ground and couldn't move, hurriedly beckoned and greeted, "Senior Brother Qianning, I'm here." ”

The middle-aged man in a Taoist robe hurriedly ran over, helped the Foolish Dao Elder up, and exclaimed, "Senior Brother Foolish, why are you injured like this? With your Dao cultivation, the monster that can hurt you like this is very strong!"

Idiot nodded with difficulty: "It's very strong, junior brother, I'm careless." ”

Daoist Qianning was moved, and hurriedly asked, "Where is the monster now?"

According to Qianning's thoughts, since his junior brothers have been injured like this, then the monsters have either been seriously injured and run away, or they have been eliminated by Foolishness, otherwise the junior brother has no strength to fight, how can it be safe here?

Master Fool Zhen hurriedly pointed at Zhongling and replied, "It was this little Taoist friend who took action and subdued the monster. ”

"Oh?" Daoist Qianning and the middle-aged monk who claimed to be Wusheng were moved at the same time, and looked at Zhongling in surprise. I saw that Zhong Ling was young, and he didn't look like a person with such cultivation as the Jindan Period!

After all, the monsters that can hurt the idiot are at least in the Jindan period.

The two of them almost unanimously opened the eye of heaven and looked at Zhongling's cultivation. Suddenly, both of them gasped, they didn't expect this young man to be really a third-layer cultivator in the Jindan period!!

At this age, there is such a terrifying cultivator, looking at the entire earth, I am afraid that only this young man can do it!

Monk Wusheng asked even more suspiciously: "Little Daoyou, you are so young, you have such a powerful cultivation, could it be that you ate some strange fruit and your body stopped growing?"

He suspected that Zhongling was actually very old, but for some special reason, he no longer grew, so he looked so young. Otherwise, he wouldn't have believed that there was such a young Jindan stage cultivator.

People who have such a constitution in the world, their bodies will always stop at the age of seven or eight, or teenagers, and no longer grow, let alone in the cultivation world, this kind of physique is not surprising at all. Although there are many of them, they can be seen occasionally. That's why this Wusheng monk has such a conjecture.

Zhong Ling replied truthfully: "Xiao Dao has seen two seniors first, Xiao Dao does not have the so-called body to stop growing, but is really eighteen years old. ”

"Ah......h

Qian Ning and Wu Sheng exclaimed at the same time, the eighteen-year-old Jindan period monk, this cultivation is too fast to grow against the sky!

Looking at the earth, it is difficult to find a second one.

Qian Ning sighed and said: "I don't know which famous sect the little Taoist teacher is, and can cultivate a talented disciple like Daoyou you." ”

Zhong Ling did not hide it, and once again told the truth: "I am a disciple of the Taichu Sanqingliu, and the family teacher is the current head of the Taichu Sanqingliu, Zhong Yuanqing. ”

The eyes of Qian Ning and Wu Sheng widened at the same time, and they almost said in unison: "You are actually a disciple of Zhong Yuanqing?

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