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As a monk, you usually don't have too many items on your body, and all your net worth of fragmented objects, spirit stones, pills, and magic weapons are packed in a mustard seed bag. They are not Zhao Yuanyi, who has a lot of money, they can have a high-end magic weapon like a storage ring, and giving up the mustard seed bag is equivalent to giving up their own net worth.

The choice to give up all possessions for the sake of temporary peace is not worth it in the eyes of people who are temporarily safe. If it's an emergency, not to mention all the belongings, even if you are a slave and a maid for a lifetime, I'm afraid that people are willing.

"Senior ......" The eye contact between the four monks was very short, and they were unwilling to give up all their net worth in exchange for temporary peace, and the hand-cutting male cultivator looked up at Gu Xian with a little embarrassment.

When he rushed in, the situation was too urgent, and he didn't see Gu Xian's face clearly, he only knew that the other party was a senior of Jiedan. Now under the soft light, Gu Xian's two brothers and sisters are beautiful, like pearls, even if they are in an embarrassing situation, the male cultivator who cuts his hands can't help but shrink his pupils.

He knew Gu Xian, and the other party married Jin Dan at the age of sixteen, which can be described as famous.

Gu Xian's expression was indifferent, he glanced at the male cultivator who cut his hands, and the other party immediately felt cold as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and the breath of death came to his face, which actually made him sweat and sweat in this extremely cold place.

He gritted his teeth, untied the mustard seed bag around his waist to wipe off his divine sense imprint, put it on the ice in front of him, and said respectfully: "Thank you seniors for taking it in!" ”

With that, he withdrew, and sat down three feet away from the entrance of the cave, dealing with the severed hand that had always grabbed his ankle.

The remaining three monks were obviously not as decisive as the male cultivator who cut off his hand, and the remaining male cultivator hesitated for a moment, he had always looked forward to the male cultivator who cut off his hand, walked in the world of cultivating immortals, and followed the male cultivator who cut off his hand to avoid many disasters. This time, the hand-cutting male cultivator was so resolute and decisive to give up the mustard seed bag, obviously that Jindan monk was very difficult to mess with......

He put down the mustard seed bag, hugged his fists and said, "Thank you seniors for taking it in, the juniors are grateful." ”

From the beginning to the end, he didn't dare to look up at Gu Xian, bowed his body, and he also retreated to the male cultivator who cut off his hands, and sat down to meditate and pranayama.

The two female cultivators glanced at each other, and both saw each other's meaning clearly, and they said to Gu Xian in unison: "The seniors are willing to take us in through the night, and we are willing to follow the seniors from now on to serve the pillows." ”

After speaking, they raised their heads and looked directly at Gu Xian.

There have never been ugly people among immortal cultivators, and when they are separated from mortal fetuses, their flesh and blood have been tempered by aura, and there is a faint smell of dust on their bodies. These two female cultivators were not ugly in the first place, and they were even more famous beauties after cultivating immortals, but when they saw Gu Xian at this moment, they couldn't help but be a little stunned.

This Jindan predecessor is too young and beautiful, right?

The monk was determined, rarely blinded by beauty or others, Gu Xian's posture was stunning, and the two female cultivators were stunned for only a few seconds, and when they came back to their senses, they quickly lowered their heads, for fear of being punished by this senior.

Gu Xian said coldly: "Leave the mustard seed bag, or get out!" ”

The scene that happened just now, he and Gu Liang could see it clearly. The unlucky nun who fell and was dragged away was not the two black hands in front of her who escaped for their lives.

Gu Xian's last word "roll" carried the coercion of the Jindan period, and the two female cultivators who had only cultivated to build a foundation suddenly surged up, and they couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. Knowing that this good-looking young man was a master who would not pity the jade, they quickly untied the mustard seed bag, put it on the ground, and said respectfully: "Thank you seniors for taking it in!" ”

After saying that, he withdrew and sat down with the two male cultivators.

The hand-cutting man had already taken the severed hand off his ankle, and he did not dare to throw it into the darkness, but on the edge of the hole. Seeing that his ankle was pitch black, obviously the poison left by the owner of the severed hand, the male cultivator took out an antidote pill from his belt without changing his face and swallowed it in his mouth.

The other three looked at the ice wall in silence, and for a moment no one spoke.

In the cave, the three forces, the two fourth-level demon beasts, the Gu Xian brothers and sisters, and the male cultivators who cut hands were all strangely getting along together.

Outside the cave, the darkness is still there, not a single light is revealed, hideous and terrifying.

Gu Liang's position happened to be facing the darkness at the entrance of the cave, and the icy cold wind blew in from outside the cave, and the four monks couldn't help but shiver. Gu Liang frowned slightly, the exercises in her body worked automatically, gradually dissolving the cold qi that had newly invaded her body, but she still had a feeling of coldness.

The dark night of the Ice and Snow Realm was far colder than the day, and if there was no Fire Vein Pill to resist the cold, even the Zhuji Monk would be frozen to death.

With a move of Gu Xian's hand, the four mustard seed bags on the ice surface were held in his hands. Looking at the items inside, Gu Xian shook his hand, and the mustard seed bag disappeared into his hand.

Among the four monks, the male cultivator who cut his hand took out a fire vein pill and stuffed it into his mouth, feeling the cold qi in his body gradually dispersed by a warm current rising from his abdomen, and he slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity. He didn't put all his belongings in the mustard seed bag, but he didn't carry many of them.

The remaining three, with a layer of frost on their clothes, gritted their teeth and ran exercises to resist the bone-chilling cold.

", why is it so cold this time?" The male cultivator, who was shivering from the cold, couldn't help but curse secretly, it was not the first time he had entered the ice and snow realm, "I have never been so cold before, and the night has not fallen so quickly." ”

"Senior Brother Han," among the two female cultivators, the one with a bewitching complexion couldn't stand the bone-chilling cold, and she couldn't help but lean over to the male cultivator who cut off her hands, "Can you give me a Fire Vein Pill?" ”

The male cultivator surnamed Han glanced at her, closed his eyes and pretended not to hear.

Gu Liang sat upright, the exercises in her body were running slowly, and every time she ran for a big week, she could feel that the cold in her body was driven away a lot.

The cold in the ice and snow realm is not the same as the cold in the ice field.

Outside, she needs to take the Fire Vein Pill to avoid being exposed to the cold; Here, although it was even colder, she didn't need to take the Fire Vein Pill, and she could rely on the operation of the exercises in her body to keep the cold out of her body.

Every time he ran the cultivation, Gu Liang could feel that the aura in his body was more refined, which was incomparable beyond the ice and snow.

In the dark, there seemed to be something going on.

Gu Xian's eyes froze, looking at the darkness outside the cave, he had a momentary palpitation, as if facing the heart palpitations of a desolate beast, although it was only for a moment, he knew that it was not an illusion.

The darkness remains, covering everything up.

He didn't feel palpitations anymore, but he heard a roar of nothingness, full of vicissitudes and years, as if coming out of a distant river of time.

What's in the dark?

Everyone wants to know this question, and Gu Xian is no exception. He detached a thin filament of divine consciousness from the huge divine consciousness and probed into the darkness outside the cave, and was swallowed up without accident, and even a small part was involved.

Gu Xian's brain was in sharp pain, but his eyes lit up.

In the darkness, there is a great creation.

Combing all the aura in her body, Gu Liang opened her eyes, she couldn't continue, otherwise the aura was too pure, and she could only build a foundation. If she had seventy percent of the confidence of building the foundation before, then she now has ninety percent of the certainty that the foundation building will be successful at one time, and she does not need the assistance of the foundation building pill to build the foundation directly.

There are also strengths and weaknesses during the foundation building period, and it is easier for monks who build foundations on their own to step into Jindan than monks who take Tsukidan. Such as Gu Xian, Wei Che, Zhao Yuanyi, and other proud sons of the sky, they all built their own foundations without exception.

Gu Liang looked at Gu Xian, he was closing his eyes, his eyebrows were furrowed, his face was pale, he didn't know what he was doing, and his body faintly exuded the coercion of the Jindan period. She quickly stood up, walked to a place a foot away from Gu Xian, and sat down again, protecting the Dharma for him. She didn't know what Gu Xian was doing, but she knew that Gu Xian's situation couldn't be disturbed.

The fourth-level demon beasts were equivalent to the strength of the human cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building, and they felt that the aura of the golden pill stage on Gu Xian's body was getting stronger, and they couldn't help but shrink even more.

This human being is very dangerous, you can't provoke it, it's best to stay away!

The four monks sitting not far from the entrance of the cave also felt something, and the male cultivator surnamed Han glanced at Gu Xian and Gu Liang in the cave without a trace, he was in the late stage of foundation building, so he naturally saw that Gu Xian could not be disturbed now. This realization made his heart beat hard, and there was a hint of fierceness and greed in his eyes.

The proud son of the Qiankun Sect, the only disciple of the Avatar Ancestor, and the first person of the young generation in Dongzhou, how many spirit stones and treasures should he have on his body? There is also a rumor that the owner of the grass of creation...... It was enough to make the Yuanying monks feel excited.

Now he is immersed in a state that cannot be disturbed, and it is estimated that he has suffered some injuries, and there is only a little girl with the Great Perfection of Qi Refining by his side...... Killed her, breaking Gu Xian's strange state, Gu Xian was seriously injured, he would definitely not be his opponent, maybe he would be killed by him.

In this cave, except for Gu Xian, his strength is the strongest, Gu Xian is dead, and the rest of the people are all killed, who knows that he killed Gu Xian?

Gu Liang felt the movement of the four people, her heart thumped, and when she raised her head, she looked at the four of them, her eyes implied threat. These four people, the lowest cultivation is in the middle stage of foundation building, and the decisive and ruthless male cultivator is even more unfathomable, and it is estimated that it is not the late stage of foundation building but also the peak of the late stage of foundation building. She is just a little qi refining monk who has not yet reached the foundation building period, and one enemy and four are no different from shaking a tree with a mayfly, how easy is it to talk about?

Behind her is Gu Xian!

Gu Liang looked at them coldly, and his heart quickly turned one thought after another, hoping to solve this dilemma.

One gas refining is against four foundations, and the dilemma is difficult to solve.

The male cultivator surnamed Han is a decisive and ruthless person, he did not hesitate to cut off his companion's hand, and did not hesitate to give up the mustard seed bag, which shows that this person is very difficult to deal with. However, at the moment of interest, everyone's mind will be disturbed, and his eyes show greed, but he has not made a decision.

Behind Gu Xian is the Qiankun Sect, the Patriarch of the Transformation Gods, such a proud son of the sky, even if he is seriously injured, he cannot be killed so easily!

Just the little girl he brought is not necessarily simple. In the face of the silent threat of him and the other four, this little girl was calm and comfortable, with a pair of fearless eyes, and seemed to ignore the four of them at all.

The male cultivator surnamed Han struggled in his heart for a long time, but after all, reason prevailed over greed, he removed his eyes and looked at the deep dark night outside the cave, thinking about things silently in his heart. His mustard seed bag is gone, and there are not many pills on his body, and the poison on his leg is not something that ordinary detoxification pills can deal with at all, he has to suppress it with a small half of his cultivation at all times, otherwise there is only one way to die.