The young monk watched Pang Maimai walk towards him, looking at her a little embarrassed and helpless, and finally said "Hey", and said, "This feels so strange, it's really ...... to see you change from a good man to a woman like this" and smiled bitterly.

"You and I monks, fighting for our lives with the sky, what about men and women, but with skin." Pang Maimai said indifferently.

The outwardly loyal young monk arched his hand solemnly and said, "What the Taoist friend said is very true. Then he looked up at her and said, "In Xia Mu Yeqiu." ”

Pang Maimai also arched his hand, "Brother Mu, my name is Pang Maimai, and I am a member of the One Sect." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled.

While they were talking, the other two monks also came back to their senses, one arched his hand at them and Li Yilun and left, and the other scolded and complained to Li Yilun: "What kind of bullshit are you! It hurt Lao Tzu almost couldn't get out! I wouldn't have gone in if I knew it was so dangerous! ”

Li Yilun had no choice but to smile and apologize, and the expression on his face was distorted to be more ugly than his dead parents.

The monk cursed a few more words, but finally left, without asking him for compensation.

At this time, Lin Pan'er also stepped forward, curiously looked at the male monk lying on the ground, used his spiritual power to briefly check it in the air, turned his head sideways and looked at Pang Maimai with a little innocence and coquettishness, and said, "Maimai, do you know this person?" I think he's dying. ”

At this time, Li Yilun also came over, Duanmu Fu had already taken a pill of light red and fragrant elixir, and put down a formation plate in place to protect himself, and sat down cross-legged to meditate directly, it seemed that the killing move just now had overdrawn all his spiritual power.

And Chen Qinglu looked at this, but the person didn't move, but stayed next to Duanmu Fu to be on guard, worthy of being Jiao Bu Meng's friend.

After Li Yilun came over, he didn't stand up like Lin Pan'er, but bent down to check on the monk, straightened up for a while, and said, "It seems that Yuanyang has been lost." The expression on his face was slightly regretful: "I'm afraid it's not easy to save." ”

Pang Maimai remembered what this person said to himself when he was the concubine of the city lord, he has been in it for thousands of years, and if he is twenty years a day, it will be about a year to go in, right?

This Li Yilun doesn't seem to have that kind of thing.

It seems that there was no one in the town before.

She remembered again that the city lord, the instrument spirit of the stone, had probably taken complete control of the monk a long time ago.

When did it replace this friar?

At that time, when he spoke in the gardenia, he was definitely not a machine spirit.

Presumably on the way back in the garden?

At that time, it was sticking to itself from behind......

What about black holes? Is it still the ghost of the stone tool spirit itself?

It doesn't look like that.

She used her divine sense to pay attention to the piece of jade in her purple mansion, which was still floating there obediently, as if it had completely obeyed her.

After a while, when he is alone, he will use the spirit taming technique to refine it, Pang Maimai secretly decided, and he still has to ask the master when he goes back to see how to deal with it best.

It's still quite dangerous after all.

But no matter what, it's a good thing after all.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded: "This is not the loss of Yuanyang, this is the loss of life." ”

Everyone was shocked.

Then, not far from them, a scruffy old man, like a beggar, appeared out of thin air, as if tearing through space, as if he had been there all along.

The old man had a tattered wooden staff in his hand, his eyelids drooped, his face was not wrinkled, his complexion was very good, and his voice was like a bell.

The crowd was shocked.

Whether it was Duanmu Fu or Pang Maimai, they all knew that no matter whether the comer broke the sky or teleported, this was the ability of Yuan Ying and above. And although Li Yilun is a casual cultivator, he is also well-informed, and obviously recognizes this.

How could such a high man be brought in?

Mu Yeqiu took a step forward and shouted happily: "Master." ”

The old man rolled his eyes, raised the wooden staff in his hand, and scolded, "Little rabbit, do you know it's amazing?" ”

"What!" Mu Yeqiu said aggrievedly: "Master, didn't you ask me to practice? ”

The old man blew his beard and glared: "Did I tell you not to bring your brains to experience?" ”

When Pang Maimai heard this, she seemed to have heard her master scolding her, and she lowered her head for a while, feeling embarrassed.

Mu Yeqiu was also dumbfounded, touched his head, and whispered, "Master has taught me a lesson." ”

The old man glared at him again: "Do you understand what I taught you?" Just say yes? ”

At last he sighed to himself and said, "I don't know what sin I have done to take such a foolish apprentice as you." As he spoke, he no longer bothered with his own stupid apprentice, but sighed and looked around at the other monks.

Looking at each other like this, although it is sloppy and ragged, it is majestic.

Everyone was shocked, took a few steps back, lowered their heads and lowered their hands, and did not dare to look directly at the upper monk.

Li Yilun was originally the oldest, and he was also the most flattering and obedient, so he should have come out to speak, but there was a problem in his floating town, and it was too late for him to hide, where would he be willing to open up?

Duanmu Fu was concentrating on meditation again, unable to be distracted.

So Pang Maimai had no choice but to take half a step forward, salute, and say, "Meet the seniors." ”

Fortunately, Mu Yeqiu was powerful and said to his master: "Master, this is Miss Pang of the Unity Sect, she saved me." ”

The old beggar looked at Pang Maimai with a smile for a long time and nodded.

Then he lowered his eyelids and looked at the monk lying on the ground, and said, "This man is exhausted, but it is not difficult to live." As he spoke, he said to Mu Yeqiu, "Give him a drop of Qianling juice." ”

Everyone present didn't know what "Thousand Spirit Juice" was, but seeing that Mu Yeqiu was extremely sorry, he took out a very small jade bottle, carefully broke open the mouth of the lying male monk, and dropped a drop into it - the meticulous action was obviously for fear of dropping an extra drop and a half, and everyone could guess that it was a good thing.

Sure enough, not long after the drip fell, the monk's breathing was much more pronounced, and it was no longer so inaudible.

When everyone saw that this old man was willing to use such a precious medicine to save an unknown person, their hearts were immediately relieved: this shows that this senior is a very decent and benevolent person.

Lin Paner even said innocently on the side: "Senior, he is going to live!" This thousand spirit juice is amazing! The seniors were so merciful. ”

The old man ignored her, and Mu Yeqiu kindly explained: "This is my master's unique refining, and it needs to be boiled with a thousand kinds of elixirs, and the function is to replenish the yuan and bake yang, and the effect is the most wonderful." ”

Lin Pan'er had already been impressed by him because he had a master who was a real person, and when he heard this, he smiled and said softly: "Thank you for this senior brother's solution." ”

Mu Yeqiu hadn't said anything, and the old beggar had already snorted heavily: "The Unity Sect has no rules, and a mere Qi Attracting disciple dares to call my disciple a senior brother." ”

Lin Pan'er was told that tears were rolling in her eyes, but she didn't dare to say anything, just choked up and said, "The disciple is wrong, this uncle, please punish you." ”

Although Pang Maimai didn't like Lin Paner's behavior of looking for an opportunity to hug her thighs at any time, after all, they were all from the same sect, one was prosperous, and the other was lost, and he also said in a harmonious voice: "Please calm your anger." ”

The old beggar ignored them, but looked at the monk carefully and said, "This is ...... Hmm, it's empty...... That's right, you can't be wrong, it's this aura fluctuation, I can't imagine that there is such a thing here! I've already given birth to a spiritual sense, good thing! ”

Pang Maimai's heart moved, she heard her ancestor occasionally say: The empty stone is an extremely precious thing, the so-called empty space, there is the meaning of the end of space, if it is ten thousand years, it can independently produce a real small world, and evolve all things, no problem...... As for making a portable space similar to the inside, there is a field, a land, and an aura, and it is not difficult to refine it with this empty stone.

It can be said that the Empty Stone is the core of a new world.

How could she get her hands on such a thing...... It's no different from winning a lottery with hundreds of millions.

At this moment, the old beggar turned back to her and hooked his finger, smiled and beckoned her over.

Pang Maimai sighed in his heart and sank.

But for the Yuanying Monk who killed her like an ant, it was useless for her to say or do anything, and the only thing she could do was to be obedient.

So she walked over without hesitation, bent over, and said respectfully, "What do you command?" ”

The old beggar squatted on the ground, no different from all the old beggars, and he looked at her with a smile, even a little loving.

"Little girl," she said, smiling, "that thing is yours, isn't it?" ”

Really......

Although Pang Maimai felt that his heart had already sunk to the bottom, he still sank again.

According to her, naturally no treasure is as important as a small life, and the predecessors of the original baby want it, and if you offer it, you can save yourself from the guilt.

The problem is that the stone drilled into her body by herself, and she has no ability to get it out, what if the old beggar can't get it out, so she just splits her?

But the old man watched her, she had no other way, since everyone could see that she was here, she couldn't say it, right?

So Pang Maimai had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Is the senior asking about a small stone?" ”

The old man smiled and said, "That's right. "When I open my mouth, I can see the yellow and black teeth, but fortunately, I haven't had bad breath yet. ――After all, he is a Yuanying monk, and he has long stopped eating grains, so where can he have bad breath and body odor? It's hard for him, how can he make himself so dirty, not to mention, and make his teeth yellow, this shape can be regarded as a thought!

Pang Maimai lowered his eyes and said slowly: "Senior, that stone somehow ran into my Purple Mansion. ”

The old beggar seemed surprised, looked her up and down, and then smiled, making her creepy.

The old beggar stood up, patted the dust on his body, and then said with a big grin, "The little girl stretches out her hand." ”

Pang Maimai had no choice but to extend his hand to him.

The old beggar stretched out a black, dirty hand and put it on her wrist, leaving several black paw prints on her delicate and fair skin.

Then a stream of spiritual energy entered her body, very neutral and warm, it should be extremely powerful, a wisp of esoteric spiritual power, as if the sea could not see the bottom, but it did not cause any discomfort, nor was it overbearing.

Despite this, Pang Maimai found that his spiritual power was almost equal to that of this foreign spiritual power.

External spiritual power is like a warship breaking the waves, her veins are the waterway, and her spiritual power is not even water, it can only be water vapor......

The old beggar's spiritual power soon reached her dantian and purple mansion, and after a little search, she found the stone, and then the stone was wrapped up.

Pang Maimai lost his mind, and the stone had already reached the old beggar's hand.

Only then did Pang Weimai see its appearance clearly: translucent, white with a faint purple inside, with an indescribable hazy light, about the size of a baby's fist.

It seems to be alive, flickering and flickering, and Pang Maimai can even feel its inner pulse.

You can also feel its reluctance in the hands of the old beggar.

The old man was silent for a moment, closed his eyes, and seemed to be using his spiritual power to check the stone, and only after a while did he open his eyes, and looked at Pang Maimai with some surprise: "Okay, girl, you have already made a contract with the empty stone?" ”

Pang Maimai was not happy, but took a step back.

I have already domesticated most of this machine spirit, if others want to get it, do they have to kill themselves first?

The old man probably understood what she was thinking, waved his hand, and said, "Okay, don't be afraid of this, you are lucky, you met me Cui Shang, the junior's chance, I still don't care to snatch it, but this stone is put there for you, and you really should be guilty, I'm afraid you won't live for a few days...... What's more, although this stone has spiritual energy, it is not yet mature and cannot transform into a realm, so why don't I take it to my Jiyun Island and keep it warm for you in the spiritual spring...... Wait for your Jindan to come to me again to get it. ”

When Pang Maimai heard it, no matter whether it was true or not, he could only agree, no matter whether people wanted to rob or cheat or really be so kind, did he still have the right to express his opinions? Can you say no?

It's great to be able to save a life.

So Pang Maimai happily agreed: "The seniors are very kind, and the disciples are grateful." ”

The old beggar was about to answer, when Li Yilun pretended to be dead for a long time, and suddenly came alive, and said in surprise: "Chivalrous Immortal Cui Shang!" You're a Cui senior! ”

He ran over, knelt on the ground, kowtowed several times, and said: "Senior, the villain's master has saved your life, and I am grateful, so that the villain must repay his benefactor in his lifetime......" He seemed very excited, and he was incoherent.

Cui Shang waved his hand, he had probably seen a lot of such scenes, and he didn't even ask who the master was and how he was saved by himself, but said impatiently: "Get up, don't disturb my old man's talk!" ”

Li Yilun hurriedly respectfully agreed, and kowtowed several times before he was willing to get up.

But Pang Maimai and Lin Paner were dumbfounded.

Chen Qinglu guarded Duanmu Fu not far from there, and he didn't move, as if he was a stone.

Cui Shang looked at Pang Maimai again, glared and said, "Little girl, even if you save my apprentice, but you take such a big advantage from me, it is not good, when you want to take it away in the future, you need to do something for me." ”

Pang Maimai naturally had a good attitude: "The seniors just command." ”

Cui Shang gave her a roll of the eyes: "How do I know now?" You're only a little monk now, you can't do anything, when your Jindan is complete, I'll see what you can do, and then what do you want to do! ”

Pang Maimai couldn't help but smile and said, "What the seniors said is that I hope that the seniors will not embarrass the disciples too much when the time comes, and it is better to choose a good thing for the disciples to do." ”

Cui Shang shook his head, sighed and said, "Now the child, if she hasn't said anything, she will steal and play tricks first...... Alas! I'm afraid the old man will lose money this time! ”

As he spoke, he glared at Mu Yeqiu again, "Why are you still standing stupidly, get this person up and take it away!" ”

Mu Yeqiu said yes, and hurriedly stepped forward to carry the male monk and stand beside his master.

Cui Shang's cane slashed in the air, as if it had torn through the space, and walked in directly with his apprentice.

The rest of the people looked at this scene in amazement, and Cui Shang's voice of scolding his apprentice for being too stupid still echoed in their ears, but the distorted spatial gap had already closed.

In such a suburb, the grass and trees are still sparse, the moon and stars are sparse, the wind is moving and the insects are chirping, as if nothing has happened, only a few figures standing in a daze.

After a long time, Chen Qinglu sighed and said, "My generation of monks, it should be like this." ”