There was a "pounce" in the back basket, and one person fell down and smashed on the herb.

"Boom!"

The man was woken up, he got up, patted his body, and almost fell down again.

"What's going on?"

Zhao Yang looked around and found a lot of bottles and jars, as well as various herbs that were not famous.

He picked up a bottle, "Pei Yuan Dan", uncorked the bottle, and the fragrance of medicine overflowed.

Because he was too hungry to do so, he picked up the bottle and poured it into his mouth, the elixir dissolved in his mouth, and the fragrance of the medicine circulated in the cavity of the teeth.

Then he picked up others, such as "Guyuan Dan", "Jieqi Dan", "Dali Dan" and so on, and ate indiscriminately, and soon all the bottles and jars in the back basket were empty.

Outside, the little Taoist boy was still running hard up the mountain, sweat dripping down his cheeks, but he didn't know that all his years of inventory had been stolen by the guys inside.

"Master, Master, I'm back!" the little boy ran into the courtyard panting.

This is a small courtyard with a bluestone-paved path leading to the front hall, and all kinds of exotic flowers and plants are planted on both sides of the path.

"Tong'er, I'm back so early, isn't it lazy? There was a shout from inside the room.

"No, Master, the apprentice saved someone today. ”

"Oh, who, where?"

A middle-aged man walked out of the house, about forty or fifty years old, wearing a Taoist robe, with no expression fluctuations on his face and no anger.

"It's in the back basket. Xiao Daotong replied.

I saw that the middle-aged man flew in front of him as soon as he stretched out his hand to carry the basket, and with a wave of his sleeves, Zhao Yang fell to the ground with a thud, facing the sky on his back, this time there was no medicinal herb pad.

He jumped up angrily, rubbed his buttocks, and shouted, "Who are you, and what is the plot to bring me here?

"Tong'er, this is the person you saved?"

"That's not the case, Master, listen to my explanation!" Xiao Daotong was sweating profusely, and hurriedly told the truth of the matter.

"Forget it, come into the house and talk. The middle-aged monk remained silent, turned around and walked into the house, Zhao Yang was thinking about following up slowly.

"What's your name, where do you live, where are your clothes?" the middle-aged monk looked at Zhao Yang.

"I... My name is Zhao Yang, I live in the village at the foot of the mountain, my father and mother left early, and I was left alone, I ate the last meal every day, and my clothes were robbed, I was really ......miserable."

Zhao Yang was talking nonsense, he came as soon as he opened his mouth, and pretended to cover his face and cry bitterly.

"Master, is there a village at the foot of the mountain? Why don't I know, aren't all cultivators here?"

Zhao Yang's face was full of black lines, and he said, "What do you know about a little Taoist boy who picks medicine!"

"Say!" the middle-aged monk frowned.

"Whatever I say, what I say is true, believe it or not!"

"Okay, okay, I said, you put your hands down. Bully me honestly!"

Zhao Yang looked at the middle-aged monk's raised palm, "I only remember that my name is Zhao Yang, and I woke up and came here." ”

He looked at the monk's raised palm again, and said disdainfully: "I know that to be honest, you don't believe it, you slap me to death!"

"Tong'er, go and get him clothes to wear. ”

"Master, mine is too small for him to wear. ”

"Go get mine. ”

"Master, all you have is a set of clothes on you. ”

The middle-aged monk's face was a little ugly.

"No, you don't even have a single extra piece of clothing!"

"Go find your uncle to borrow it. ”

"Master, Uncle Shi is very picky. ”

"Go!" the middle-aged monk shouted angrily.

"Yes, Master!"

Xiao Daotong hurriedly ran out.

"What's wrong with the wound in your chest?"

"I don't know. ”

The middle-aged monk grabbed Zhao Yang's wrist, a trace of strangeness flashed in his eyes, and then he pointed at Zhao Yang's eyebrows, and walked to the window with his hands in his hands after a while.

"What are you doing, do your hands and feet!" Zhao Yang looked disgusted.

"Do you want to live? The middle-aged monk's words were unwavering, but his words were amazing.

Zhao Yang thought to himself, could it be that the medicine he took just now was poisonous, and this little Taoist boy was really not a fuel-efficient lamp.

After a while, a voice came from outside the door: "Master, I'm back, Uncle Shi said that I don't want clothes, but you have to return him ten bottles of Guyuan Dan." ”

Xiaodao Tong ran into the house panting and threw the clothes to Zhao Yang: "Clothes for you." ”

"It just so happened that when you came back, I asked you if the medicine in your back basket was poisonous, and why did your master say that I was going to die. Zhao Yang asked fiercely while getting dressed.

"What kind of medicine, did you steal the medicine that Master gave me to advance my cultivation, that is a treasure that I have been saving for several years! How much have you eaten? You spit it out for me!"

"How many more, all of them will kill me!"

Xiao Daotong ran to Zhao Yang and shook his body vigorously: "You actually ate it all, I'm going to cry......"

As he was talking, he really sat on the ground and cried, and the tears flowed down his face.

The middle-aged monk showed a hint of pity, "Okay, I'll compensate you when I prepare another medicine." ”

"Thank you, Master! Hehe!" Xiao Daotong stopped crying and smiled happily.

Zhao Yang squatted beside Xiao Daotong: "Your face will change when you say it, and it will be sunny as soon as it rains." Tell your master to tell me, why do you want to live?"

"People have three souls and seven spirits, and when a person is about to die, the seven spirits are scattered, and the three souls are separated again. You have lost all seven souls, so I said that your life is short, and I don't believe you look at your shadow. ”

Zhao Yang looked down at his shadow, he didn't notice anything abnormal, he stood up, and after a closer look, he found that there were seven cracks on the shadow's chest, which corresponded to the seven scars on his chest.

"Earlier, I saw the scar on your chest, and I felt it slightly, but when I diagnosed your meridians and consciousness, I found that your seven spirits were all cut off by external forces, and they were abnormally scattered.

I don't know which great power you have offended to cut off your seven spirits alive. But the strange thing is that if the seven spirits of ordinary people are killed, the three souls will leave.

People naturally die, but you are not dead, and you seem to be still vigorous. I don't know how long you'll live, but I think maybe only cultivation can continue your life.

After all, cultivation is originally against the sky, and the rest depends on your own creation.

The advanced elixir you have taken before is specially used by monks, and if ordinary people take it, they will definitely explode and die.

You don't, which is enough to show that your physique is far stronger than ordinary people. ”

After Zhao Yang heard this, he couldn't believe his ears, what seven spirits were slashed, the three souls were separated, and he was actually going to die.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he didn't know what to say with his mouth open.

"Is what you're saying true?"

"Believe it or not. ”

Zhao Yang was speechless for a while.

Xiao Daotong was also stunned when he heard it next to him.

Zhao Yang pondered, he was about to die, but before he died, he had to find the murderer and smoke his soul!

After a while, he said to the middle-aged monk, "I want to practice, what should I do?"

"Of course, you worship my master as a teacher, otherwise who will teach you!"

"Okay, Master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship!" As he spoke, Zhao Yang knelt on the ground and saluted.

"You still talk about me, you turn your face faster than you turn a book!" Xiao Daotong said indignantly beside him.

The middle-aged monk turned around and walked out, his expression indifferent, and disappeared into the courtyard in a few steps.

Zhao Yang stood up and ran out, shouting towards the courtyard: "Master, whether you agree or not, anyway, whether you agree or not, you are my master!"

"You're so thick-skinned!" the little Taoist boy was about to leave.

"Don't leave yet, I have something to ask you, tell me about the situation here. ”

Xiaodao Tong said: "My master is a real person of Xuankun, his cultivation is unfathomable, and he is highly respected on weekdays, and even the master and uncle of the head of the family respect him very much.

Uncle Shi is a real person of Xuanqian, and his cultivation is also very high, but he always smiles and grins on weekdays, which is not at all the same as Master's personality. ”

Xiao Daotong looked around to see that there was no one, "Tell you in a whisper, Uncle Shi is very picky." ”

Zhao Yang asked, "Is Master just one of your apprentices?"

"Of course, I followed my master to collect and refine medicines at the age of three, and at the age of five, I knew thousands of herbs, and at the age of seven—" Xiao Daotong gushed endlessly, suddenly stopped.

"As far as that's concerned, it's not a little medicine boy who collects medicine. Zhao Yang forked.

"I won't tell you, I'm going to continue to collect medicine. The little boy ran out with the basket on his back.

Zhao Yang himself was left in the yard, and he wandered alone, looking at the flowers and plants in the yard, thinking about the next road.

......

......

A few days later, the golden-winged Dapeng bird kept flying south, and finally left the Great Chu Dynasty and came to a continuous snow-capped mountain.

To the west of the Snow Mountains is the territory of the Tuoba Family, and to the east is the power of the Ten Thousand Domains Immortal Alliance.

Follow the snow-capped mountains all the way to the south, just to avoid the forces on both sides, and then cross the ocean to the Nanting Continent.

The golden-winged roc bird slowly descended to the top of a hill covered in snow and ice, and the white wilderness reflected a thin amount of daylight.

The surrounding cold air instantly pounced on the two people on the back of the Dapeng bird, rolling up layers of falling snow.

The snowflakes drifted to the tips of Chu Xin's hair, and the cold wind went down her collar, making her unable to help but keep out the cold.

"What's going on? Why did it stop here all of a sudden?" she looked around again.

While talking, the golden-winged Dapeng bird was still flapping its wings and chirping in its mouth, trying to express something.

Yun Jiuye tried to understand the meaning of the Dapeng bird, is he hungry again?

Suddenly, the golden-winged roc bird shook its wings and shook its body vigorously.

"Wants us to go down. Now the two of them knew what the Dapeng bird meant.

So the two jumped off the Dapeng bird, and just landed, the golden-winged Dapeng bird immediately flapped its wings and blew a gust of wind, pushing the two away, and then flew high, leaving the two behind.

“......”

"I'm back to the Great Chu Dynasty. Yun Jiuye looked at the smaller and smaller shadow of the Dapeng bird.

"Could it be that the Supreme Emperor needs to use the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird?"

Chu Xinlian looked around, "Let's go, it's the same without the Dapeng Bird, it's just slower." ”

Not your own mount after all. Yun Jiuye was helpless, so he had to move forward.

"There are many lurking dangers in this snow-capped mountain, and there is no golden-winged roc bird, so you have to be more careful. "Yun Jiuye casts the Edgeworth Flying Technique.

If you have been soaring at high altitude, plus the golden-winged Dapeng bird flies fast, it is relatively safe.

But Edgeworth's rush is different.

In this kind of wilderness where no power has set foot and in the endless snow-capped mountains, there are inevitably some strange ruins and secret places.

Therefore, it is normal to meet other monks who have traveled abroad, and it is not surprising that there are such acts as murder and treasure grabbing.

"It's better to share a sword and preserve your strength. Yun Jiuye proposed as he moved forward.

In fact, with Chu Xinlian's current strength, the two of them don't need to be like this.

But Yun Jiuye simply wanted to take advantage of the opportunity......

Thinking about it, holding a delicate beauty like warm nephrite, boring rushing is also a very enjoyable thing.

Chu Xin said pitifully: "No." ”

Her face was slightly red, and she didn't know if she was blown by the wind and snow.

Yun Jiuye said casually: "It's okay." ”

Cut off the idea.

Since unlocking the seal of the cultivation tree, Yun Jiuye's cultivation has reached the juncture of breakthrough.

Originally, sitting on the Dapeng Bird, he could break through after cultivating with peace of mind for a while.

But now there is no chance, and it is a great risk to stay in the vast snow-capped mountains for a while......