Wu Hao carried Qiao Ling to the bamboo forest by the lake, plunged into the bamboo forest, and ran wildly towards the depths.

Qiao Ling behind him didn't know where the strength came from, his hands tightened around his neck, and his face became even redder.

Wu Hao stroked his forehead, grinned, and while holding Qiao Ling with his right hand, he silently recited the Fighting Battle Demon Refining Sutra to draw spiritual power into Qiao Ling's body. Then with his left hand, he took out an easy-to-tendon bone pill from his arms and stuffed it into Qiao Ling's mouth.

With the suppression and buffer of spiritual power and Yi Muscle Strengthening Bone Pills, Qiao Ling's struggle became slightly lighter, but the sweat on his forehead continued to drip and hit Wu Hao's shoulder.

Wu Hao grinned, even if he was an immortal monarch, he couldn't help but think crankily at this time...... Wanting to relieve Qiao Ling's medicinal effect, he thought of the cyan mist under the green buds of the eight-leaf clover spirit grass. The cyan smoke has the exact opposite effect of the eight-leaf clover spirit grass, slowing down the flow of blood and relaxing the nerves.

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In the depths of the bamboo forest on the other side of Wande Villa, Daoist Chong Ling walked out of the wooden house, holding a small black flag in his hand, and sensed the direction of the Bagua copper plate.

"Well...... Is it where the eight-leaf clover grass is planted? Muttering to himself, he moved to the Lingdao Chief's feet and hurried out. His speed was fast, and he brought gusts of wind, far beyond ordinary people.

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Wu Hao carried Qiao Ling on his back and came to the position where the eight-leaf clover spirit grass was planted, and just put Qiao Ling on the grass next to him, who knew that Qiao Ling suddenly sat up, and directly reached out and grabbed his arm: "Xiao...... Xiao Hao......"

Wu Hao was stunned for a moment, carefully checked Qiao Ling's condition, and made sure that Qiao Ling was talking nonsense, so he stroked his forehead and broke away from Qiao Ling's arm. Turned around and pushed away a small mound with eight-leaf clover spirit grass, silently recited the Fighting Battle Refining Demon Sutra, concentrated the spiritual power into the palm of his right hand, and then reached out to pinch off the green sprouts and throw them aside.

The cyan smoke emanated from the underside of the eight-leaf spirit grass, and Wu Hao stretched out his hand and waved it, grabbing a trace of the cyan smoke and holding it in his hand.

After the spiritual power of his right palm was surging, and after dispersing eighty percent of the cyan smoke, Wu Hao stretched out his hand and slapped Qiao Ling's chest...... The cyan smoke ran down Qiao Ling's chest and into her body.

Wu Hao hurriedly sat cross-legged, put his hands on Qiao Ling's back, and silently recited the Fighting Demon Refining Sutra...... His divine consciousness radiated, and the spiritual power of his palms entered Qiao Ling's body. Subsequently, the divine sense controlled the spiritual power in Qiao Ling's body and found the cyan mist in her body. The cyan mist was mobilized to enter Qiao Ling's blood vessels, and then circulated throughout the body with the blood vessels.

As time passed, Wu Hao's face gradually turned pale...... This kind of divine consciousness and spiritual power is injected into other people's bodies, and it controls the things that operate in others, and the consumption is amazing! The main reason is because Wu Hao is only the second layer of Qi training! Now he is completely equivalent to using cross-level rescue methods.

But fortunately, the effect is obvious. As the cyan mist was running in Qiao Ling's body, Wu Hao could feel that the temperature on Qiao Ling's back was gradually decreasing, and his forehead was no longer sweating, and the whole person was much calmer, and he no longer called the word "Xiao Hao".

Sweat flowed down Wu Hao's forehead, and then was stained by the black mask, which was very sticky...... He silently recited the Fighting Battle Demon Refining Sutra, and once again injected a stream of spiritual power into Qiao Ling's body, and then used the spiritual power to mobilize the last trace of cyan mist and rushed towards Qiao Ling's mind.

Sneering -

Like the sound of a fire being extinguished.

Qiao Ling, who was sitting, suddenly opened his mouth, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and passed out.

Wu Hao took a deep breath and helped Qiao Ling to lie on the grass. He stroked his forehead and grinned, as the saying goes...... It is far more difficult to save people than to kill people, especially the medicine that Qiao Ling just said, without a real antidote to solve it, it will be a lot more troublesome. Now he is weak, and his spiritual power is much less consumed.

In the current mortal world, the aura is so thin that there is almost no ...... If a cultivator's spiritual power is consumed too much and he wants to recover, it will be rare to die! Feel the surroundings, because of the eight-leaf clover spirit grass planted here, although there is almost no aura, it is much better than other places.

So, Wu Hao sat cross-legged, intending to silently recite the Fighting Battle Refining Demon Sutra to recover his spiritual power a little.

But at this moment, the bamboo forest behind him suddenly rustled, and then, an old voice came: "Hehe...... It turned out to be a fellow practitioner! ”

The person who rushed over was the head of Chong Lingdao, and he followed the induction of the gossip copper plate to find it, but he didn't expect to see Wu Hao crossing his knees to recover. A cultivator like him naturally saw at first glance that Wu Hao was a fellow practitioner.

Chong Ling Dao Chang raised a trace of vigilance in his heart, because he felt a faint fluctuation of heart palpitations from Wu Hao's body. Of course, if before Wu Hao gave Qiao Ling an antidote, the palpitations of Daoist Chong Ling would be much stronger, and maybe he would run away immediately as soon as he felt it.

Wu Hao crossed his knees on the ground and turned his head to look at the Chong Ling Dao Leader not far away--a gray robe, eight beards, a Dao hat on his head, and a handful of dust whisks in his hand.

"You are behind Qin Wande, that Taoist?" Wu Hao used his spiritual power to make his voice hoarse.

Chong Lingdao shook the dust, smiled, took a step forward, faintly sealed Wu Hao's retreat, and said, "Behind him? Sort of, that kid has a desire to seek. ”

"The heart of the Tao?" Wu Hao couldn't help but sneer: "What do you think, how can it be regarded as the heart of seeking the truth?" ”

Wu Hao, as an immortal monarch who descended to the earth, was greatly disappointed in the Dao in front of him, and the heart of seeking the Dao? Just like Qin Wande, a wicked person who kills people without blinking, it is impossible to have the heart to seek the Tao! Could it be that the cultivators in the mortal world have become so bad now?

"Hehe......" Chong Ling Daoist smiled, shaking the dust, like a profound Taoist: "The so-called heart of seeking the Tao is the heart of seeking eternal life." ”

Wu Hao shook his head in disappointment, he had already eliminated the person in front of him from the ranks of cultivators. Although cultivators seek immortality, that's right! But it cannot be said that the heart of seeking immortality is the heart of seeking the Tao. The true heart of seeking the Tao is to pursue the ultimate in the world!

Wu Hao remembered that before he became an immortal, he was eager to study the strange things in the world. Everything that is interesting, he will study! Until, from those strange things, he found what he thought was the way...... Only then will the long-accumulated Dao deeds explode, so that they will soar and gain immortality.

Therefore, immortality can be the ultimate goal of cultivation, but the path you cultivate is not necessarily immortality. You can be a carpenter, and your life is the ultimate carpenter; You can be a doctor, and you can cultivate the ultimate medical Tao...... The so-called three thousand avenues all lead to immortality, which is exactly the case.

When Daoist Chong Ling saw Wu Hao shaking his head, he immediately became angry, as if his Tao had been insulted by others, and he shouted angrily: "The child is killed!" ”

In the midst of the roar, Chong Ling Dao Leader jumped out directly, muttering for a while in his mouth, and a rich power of qi and blood appeared between his hands, and he slapped Wu Hao Tianling with one palm!

At this time, Qiao Ling next to him snorted painfully, woke up leisurely, and saw the scene in front of him at a glance.

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