The No. 3 medicine slave couldn't help but shake slightly when he heard that, and it was a little similar to him back then. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info[燃^文^书库][]. [774] [buy]. []【Shuku(7764)】He knew that such a genius had his own arrogance in his heart, and he needed to show his hand to let this young man understand his ability.

The fire fox on the side noticed the killing intent of the No. 3 Medicine Slave towards it, which made it instinctively afraid. Wen He also noticed the change in the No. 3 medicine slave, it was an essential change, although he felt that this person was extremely not simple before, but at this moment, he really showed it, which still surprised him a lot.

The No. 3 medicine slave held a hundred steel swords, and the whole person became one with the sword, like a sharp sword, even that kind of edge was enough to pierce the nine clouds.

Firefox felt a fear from the depths of its soul, and it couldn't see clearly that someone who had fled for his life under it a few days ago could have such strength. It suddenly turned into a shadow of fire and fled for its life into the depths of the canyon, unexpectedly giving up the treasure it had guarded for countless years, the three-leaf Zhu Wenguo.

A soldier who surrendered without a fight, the No. 3 medicine slave put away his momentum, and turned into an ordinary face in the past, still indifferent and ordinary. He walked over slowly, went straight to the three-leaf Zhu Wenguo, stretched out his hand to pick the fruit, and then put it in his mouth, and ate it like chewing an apple.

Wen He couldn't understand what realm the No. 3 medicine slave had reached, let alone understand that such a character would become a medicine slave, he watched the No. 3 medicine slave who had eaten the three-leaf Zhu Wenguo coming towards him.

"Let's go back and settle the grievances here. The No. 3 medicine slave walked past Wen He and said indifferently, "Do you know why he wants us to practice that exercise? Why do the medicine slaves who have cultivated to the realm of Qi refining disappear inexplicably? I will tell you slowly." ”

Wen He followed behind, quite cautious and vigilant, far from being as comfortable as he was when facing this No. 3 medicine slave before.

"Because the complete version of that exercise can make people open the keel, achieve innateness, and also prolong life. "The No. 3 Medicine Slave doesn't have much reservation," the name of this piece of exercise is called the Immortal Emperor Sutra, but he only got one of them, and it is not so complete. But this exercise is also extremely difficult to cultivate, even if I don't have a clue, those medicine slaves and even he himself can't cultivate immortal true qi. As for those medicine slaves who have reached the realm of Qi refining, they will be called by him and asked them to explain the characteristics and feelings of the cultivation process, and then they will be wiped out by him. ”

"Are you also for that exercise?" Now Wen He seems to be able to affirm the purpose of this No. 3 medicine slave, the Immortal Emperor Sutra, although he has not heard of it, but with this name, he also knows that it is a supreme exercise. At the same time, he also had his own worries, he didn't think that just because he might have some similar experience with the No. 3 medicine slave, he would tell himself such a secret, "Aren't you afraid that I will tell you about today's events?"

"What can you do if you say it?" said the No. 3 Medicine Slave with a smile, "The Immortal Emperor Sutra is inherently incomplete, and no one can successfully cultivate, unless your cultivation reaches the innate realm and sets foot on the path to heaven, maybe you have a chance to find it complete?"

Wen He was silent, he didn't want to guess the reason and purpose of this No. 3 medicine slave to be a medicine slave, he was moving forward and cultivating at the same time, only his own growth was the truth. His high status in the Wen family back then was not because of how capable he was, but because he had a good mother and a good uncle.

"Still suspicious of me?" The No. 3 Medicine Slave's hideous ground hole showed a bit of amusement, "How can I say it, compared to you, I am just a bystander, a curious bystander, just to see if you can break the forbidden curse of cultivation, after all, you are extremely talented, which is rare in my life." Just like many people's expectations and attention to genius, they will pay attention to his every move. Of course I will also give you some opportunities and things that I don't think will be useful to me, in your time of need. ”

Wen He couldn't understand this person's behavior, and was a little speechless, and the almost game-like attitude was not something he could accept, so he didn't answer, but continued to walk towards the hill where the gray-robed old man was.

The No. 3 medicine slave no longer wasted his tongue, and when he thought of his previous actions, his rather excited heart calmed down at this time. Looking away, I saw a scene outside a few mountains, the gray-robed old man was standing in the void, and there were no wings condensed by true qi on his back, which was enough to show that his cultivation had reached the realm of enlightenment.

Wen He also saw a rare battle, a contest between masters, and it was the first time he had such close contact. Confronting the gray-robed old man in the void were several masters of the Ye family, one of whom was Uncle Yun in Ye Tianxiang's mouth.

"Don't get too close, or we'll all be wiped out by the aftermath of those moves. "Wait for them to leave, and you can sneak into the cave, where there is a dark room, which is his retreat, and there should be a lot of good stuff." ”

Wen He glanced sideways at the No. 3 Medicine Slave, but found that his mind was not on his own, but only on the battle above the sky. Wen He looked along and saw that the four of them were all using swords, each of them had a different color and style of sword, emitting their own edge, and the sword was not held in their hands, but swirled around them.

The sword used by Uncle Yun was white, like a dagger, while the sword of the gray-robed old man was dark green and glowed green, more than three feet long, and the swords of the other two were red gold and azure blue. Four swords, emitting four rays of light, intertwined in the sky.

"I didn't expect that the remnants of the Demon Sword Sect would clean you up for the Heavenly Dao today. Uncle Yun was full of anger, and the white sword like a dagger suddenly skyrocketed several times, turning into a sky-high sword, and slashed down towards the gray-robed old man. The two swords also skyrocketed several times each, and the momentum was like a rainbow, and they followed.

Ahem, the gray-robed old man coughed violently, his body shook a little, and he made that low and strange voice, "The people of the Heavenly Sword Sect, I really can't imagine that the road is narrow, ahem, but if you want to kill me, then you can't do it, let you so-called famous and decent people see the real swordsmanship today." Seven wounds and great sorrow. ”

With a loud shout from the gray-robed old man, the dark green sword hovering above his head suddenly emitted a low sadness, as if the sorrow abandoned by history, crossed the sky, and met the three swords, without falling into the wind at all.

While the No. 3 Medicine Slave was watching the battle between the four masters, Wen He quietly slipped away, and he was about to enter the mysterious cave to see if he could find the antidote. Of course, with his cognitive ability, it is difficult to tell whether the antidote is real or fake, but he always has to try.

However, he is not the only one who has this kind of thought, in the past, it was because the master was fighting over the cave, but now the master is heading towards the depths of the mountain at a speed of several miles, and those medicine slaves have long been eager to rush into the cave.

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