Nuomi looked up and found that there was a small dilapidated place in front of him.

This place is stacked with some old wood and leaves, and there seems to be a little bit of unknown scraps of hair mixed on it, and I don't know what kind of monster it was cut from. And I don't know how long the fur has been used, there are mottled dirty marks on it, and at this time the original color of the fur can no longer be seen, only a little hair can be identified on it, so that people know that it is not a whole piece of mud.

Nuomi squinted her eyes for a long time, but she still couldn't see what kind of demon beast the fur that was so dirty that she couldn't see the color belonged to it, so she could only give up silently.

If it weren't for such a special "sect", Nuomi really didn't think that this could be regarded as a building, let alone a place. But as long as he turned his head and looked at the general environment in this small sect, almost all the disciples were still laying on the floor, and there was no tile cover on their heads at all, and Nuomi felt that the house in front of him was almost made of mud and leaves, which was already quite good.

In such a comparison, Nuo Mi thought about the days they had spent in the Qianren Sect, and suddenly understood where the aggrieved expressions of Fang Cai's own disciples came from.

It's really a very hard life in this small sect, and it can even be called miserable.

If it weren't for the life of the Thousand Thousand Sects for comparison, it would only be after returning from the Netherworld. If you just live outside as a casual cultivator, I'm afraid I don't have such a big feeling.

But the bad thing is that the life of Qianrenzong is a little too good now, so in comparison. It's a bit hard to accept. Thinking of the aggrieved look on Fang Cai's disciple's face, Nuomi felt a little sorry for him.

But after thinking about it, I felt that this thing was not absolute.

After all, when they left the sect before, they had already counted the sect contribution points for them, and then as long as they returned to the sect after finishing their work, they would still be able to receive a bottle of elixir, which was already a very good exchange in itself. Other sects may have a better environment than here. But after all, it is unlikely that there will be such conditions as the Thousand Thousand Sect is now. So if you really want to say it, all the disciples of the foreign school. It's not really easy.

The only thing that surprised Nuomi was that such a calm head of the sect could do such a thing as a big difference between the sect and the location mentioned outside. It's a bit incomprehensible.

However, this is also a matter of other people's sects, and glutinous rice is not easy to ask.

The head of the small sect stood expressionless in front of the place for a moment. After being silent for a long time, he slowly turned around, nodded with Xiao Jingyan, and said, "I haven't introduced it before." I am the head of this sect, and my name is Chixiao. People are inside, please come in. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, he naturally lifted up a vine that served as a curtain in his hand, revealing the space inside the small grass house. It was directly displayed in front of Xiao Jingyan.

Xiao Jingyan was stunned, obviously he didn't expect that the seriously injured Xuantian Pavilion disciple would be in such a place.

It's really that he was stunned and recovered from the impact of Achu along the way, and he didn't put his mind around like glutinous rice at all. So he hadn't found out what was going on in this little sect. At this time, when I saw it, I was a little speechless.

He didn't know what to do.

Glutinous rice reacted faster than him. At this time, Nuomi was stunned when she saw Xiao Jingyan, so she pulled out her hand from the pillar's hand, took a few steps forward, and quietly pulled Xiao Jingyan and said. "It looks a little small inside, and I'm afraid we can't get all of us to squeeze in. I'll go check it out first. It's good to see what kind of pill to use. ”

Chixiao Daoist didn't notice the storage of glutinous rice at first, but when he heard Nuomi speak, he was slightly stunned, and the expression on his face changed, and he immediately raised his hand and saluted, saying, "It turned out to be the deputy head of the Qianren Sect?" ”

The deputy head of the Thousand Thousand Sect Miao is an alchemist, and he is quite famous among all the Thousand Thousand Sect Alliance. They may not have seen glutinous rice, and they may not even know that the deputy head of the Qianren Sect is a female cultivator, but as long as they talk about the medical cultivation of the Qianren Sect, the first thing that makes people think of it is naturally Miao glutinous rice.

After all, they had never heard of an alchemy apprentice in the Thousand Thousand Sect, and no alchemy apprentice would carry such a valuable pill on his body. They just dared to hold those pills in their hands, and I am afraid that no monk would dare to entrust such a valuable pill to a small alchemy apprentice.

Nuomi also smiled and returned the salute, seeing that the Chixiao Dao people and Xiao Jingyan had no intention of objecting, they didn't say anything at the moment, and as soon as they lowered their heads, they got into that small space.

When she entered that space, she suddenly realized that the places she had been in before, what she thought were poor conditions, were actually nothing. When she saw this shed made of mud and leaves today, she realized that this was called real hardship and darkness.

Especially when she remembered that there was a former Xuantian Pavilion disciple lying in this small and narrow shack, the feeling in her heart became particularly strong, and it really made her feel that she couldn't help but cry with sympathy.

The inside of this shack is not only small, but also dark and very stuffy.

She had thought that there should be some space in this shack, but when she got in, she found that there was no space here, not even a place for her to stand upright.

The vine curtain that was lifted at the back was never lowered, because even if it was lowered, it still couldn't block the door, and it would be supported by the half-exposed body of glutinous rice in a strange arc, and it would also block the sunlight outside, making it even darker inside.

Maybe it's because the places on the top are made of silt, and I don't know how much mud they put on it when they made this shack, and when they stand inside, they can't see a ray of light at all.

If it weren't for the fact that the Chixiao Dao people had been picking up those vines beside them, Nuomi would definitely not have seen anything, so he could only grope to feel the position of the unconscious monk.

"You guys here" Glutinous rice pondered for a while, and finally couldn't help but speak, "The conditions are more difficult." ”

She was stuffed in the shack, and she didn't even have a place to turn around and look up, and at this time, she couldn't see what the face of the Taoist outside, she only knew that the other party didn't answer after a while.

"It's mainly because I think the patient can't see the wind, so I set up such a thing. On weekdays, the disciples of the sect live outside. In the fairy forest, there must be no rain. ”

The little explanation at the back looked like a far-fetched thing, and Nuomi didn't know whether to feel sympathy or ridiculous, so she could only be silent.

She forced herself to look at the monk lying on the bed, but in such a hot and dark environment, she really couldn't concentrate on such a thing. In addition, the light in the shack is really not enough, and the light that can be put into the shack has been blocked by Nuomi's own body, and it is not clear at all.

There was no way, so she could only retreat from the shack first, turn her head and shout "Senior brother".

The pillar has always stood beside it.

He also understands Nuomi's thoughts better, as early as when Nuomi withdrew, he had already taken a step forward. At this time, when he heard Nuomi calling him, he directly bent down and slowly turned the monk inside to the outside.

Chixiao Daoren's brows moved, obviously wanting to ask something, but he finally knew how to hold back, so he just watched silently. I don't know if he believes in the alchemist of the Thousand Thousand Sect, or if he just feels that it is not worth offending his alliance for an unconscious monk, or if he is the leading alliance of the Thousand Thousand Sect.

Nuo Mi explained very seriously on the side, "Ordinary injuries are indeed not good at seeing the wind, but we immortal cultivators don't pay so much attention to it. Besides, it's very stuffy there, and the wound is always holding its breath, and it will also change. ”

What she said, the people of Chixiao Dao obviously didn't understand a word.

But Chixiao Dao people have such a strength. Even if it is something that he doesn't understand, as long as someone tells the reason, he won't refute it lightly, let alone ask questions indiscriminately. So he stood quietly and watched as the badly wounded and unconscious monk in the hut was dragged outside.

Nuomi was only followed by the group of half-demons, so naturally there were many disciples from the small sect who followed over to see the excitement - I don't know if what they wanted to see was the excitement or those half-demons.

At this time, they saw that the monk of Xuantian Pavilion was dragged outside, and there was a little commotion all of a sudden.

Obviously, when they set up that shack earlier, the Chixiao Dao people had already told them that the monk was seriously injured and could not see the wind. But since the Chixiao Dao people themselves were standing on the sidelines, and they didn't say anything against it, it was naturally difficult for them to speak up as disciples.

However, they did not dare to speak, but there was still a person in this place who dared to speak.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! I said, what are you doing, what are you doing? This is a seriously injured monk, and the wound on his body is so bad that even the bones burst out, and he is still fainting. People can't see the wind, what do you want to do by dragging people out, kill the barbecue and eat it? (To be continued)