Outside the other gate of Cold Moon City, I don't know how many thousands of miles, deep in the demon grass forest, a man who looked like a young scholar was looking around under a certain tree.

The young scholar had a beautiful face and light eyebrows, like a young girl, very pretty, but at this time, he was more panicked and anxious.

Not long after, a blue light shot from a distant place towards the location of the young scholar, and in a blink of an eye, a black-faced Taoist priest wearing a gossip Taoist robe and holding a silver silk floating dust hovered above the demon grass forest tree, closed his mind slightly, and his thoughts poured out, and within a short time, the black-faced Taoist priest had already paid attention to a certain place with cold eyes, and snorted coldly:

"Hou Shu! Come out! ”

As soon as the words fell, a beam of spiritual light shook in front of the black-faced Taoist priest, and the young scholar known as Hou Shu had already appeared in front of the black-faced Taoist priest, bowed down and bowed deeply and said:

"Little nephew Hou Shu to meet Uncle Li!"

The words were full of surprise, which made the black-faced Taoist priest on the opposite side suddenly lock his eyebrows, and it took a while to take his eyes off him, and asked in a cold voice:

"Hou Shu! What the hell happened, I used that life and death talisman! ”

At this time, I saw that the young scholar Hou Shu took a long breath, pursed his lips, swallowed half a mouthful, and still looked left and right, as if he was cautious, so that the black-faced Taoist priest surnamed opposite was still deeply locked, and suddenly a certain impatient look came out.

"Uncle Li! You know the magic of alchemy! After a while, the young scholar Hou Shu said softly.

The black-faced Taoist priest who was still frowning coldly looked at the young scholar Hou Shu, and after a while, a cold light immediately flashed between his eyebrows, and he snorted coldly:

"Moham! You kid actually practiced alchemy? ”

The black-faced Taoist priest looked at Hou Shu intently, but found that he suddenly flashed a wry smile, and he was already full of affirmation, and suddenly made a roar and debuted:

"Humph! Hou Shu! How can you do such a disobedient thing! ”

The young scholar Hou Shudun made a faint smile, and looked at the black-faced Taoist priest with the surname of the surname on the opposite side with a begging gaze, but the Taoist priest with the surname of the surname of the black face ignored it, snorted coldly, and continued in a loud voice:

"Hou Shu! If it weren't for the kindness of your ancestors back then, I would not be an ungrateful person, otherwise, I would definitely let your kid fend for himself! ”

It turned out that the black-faced Taoist priest was Li Ming, and Li Ming appeared near Cold Moon City at this time because of what his nephew requested.

After a while, the black-faced Taoist priest flashed in front of Liming's thoughts, and the young scholar Hou Shu had disappeared in front of Liming.

"Hou Shu! Tell me what happened. The black-faced Taoist priest suddenly flashed next to Hou Shu, forced him to look at Hou Shu for a while, and asked in a cold voice.

The young scholar Hou Shu glanced around, smiled bitterly, and then said:

"Uncle Li! You don't know the character of your little nephew, how dare you easily touch those taboos in cultivation, it's all because the world is forcing you! ”

The black-faced Taoist priest Li Ming's expression eased when he heard this, his eyebrows were still deeply locked, and he looked at Hou Shu, which made Hou Shu suddenly feel uncomfortable, bowed his head slightly to avoid Li Ming's gaze, and muttered for a while before continuing:

"Uncle Li! Not long ago, a beautiful female cultivator happened to meet her little nephew and said that she could make her little nephew immortal, and ......"

"And what?" The black-faced Taoist priest looked at the young scholar and asked in a loud voice.

"And with the little nephew...... Double Cultivation! The young scholar Hou Shu replied intermittently with a trace of fear on his face.

When Hou Shu spoke, his figure inadvertently took half a step back, and his head lowered even more, and the black-faced Taoist priest Li Ming heard this, and the color on his face changed rapidly, and the cold voice continued to ask:

"What happened?"

Hou Shu took a few breaths, paused for a moment, and continued:

"Later, in a daze, the little nephew cultivated the alchemy technique for some reason, under the bewitchment of that female cultivator, in less than a hundred years, the little nephew completed the first layer of cultivation, and now the second layer is almost complete!"

The black-faced Taoist priest did not answer, and the young scholar Hou Shu pondered for a while, and then continued:

"In the end, that female cultivator also threatened with the cultivation of pills and double cultivation, and asked the little nephew to guide other people to practice alchemy, and the little nephew couldn't withstand the temptation for a while, so he let several acquaintances also practice alchemy!"

Hearing this, the black-faced Taoist priest had already speculated a little from the news he had heard earlier, guessed the next thing, and snorted coldly:

"Humph! The last of those people was discovered by the Inspector Immortal Envoy, and you received the news, so you fled here, didn't you? ”

"Uncle Li, that's the way things are, Uncle Lishu must help the little nephew, otherwise the little nephew will have no hope of life!" The young scholar Hou Shu glanced up at Li Ming, nodded and said pleadingly.

"Hou Shu! Now that you've got it, do you have any other options? Alchemy cannot be abolished, either the seven-layer masterpiece, or the spiritual veins are cut off and fall into the mortal dust, there is no other way, otherwise the sea of divine consciousness will collapse and turn into dementia! ”

For these consequences, the young scholar Hou Shu had already known and memorized them, but at this time, from the mouth of Liming, the shock still made him tremble.

The two had no other words, and the scene once fell into a silent atmosphere, only the wind of Xiao Xiao blowing from nowhere in the spiritual realm, and the sound of "rustling" leaves from some plants, a burst of inexplicable Sen Ran suddenly entered the heart of the young scholar Hou Shu, which made him even more shocked.

After a long time, the black-faced Taoist priest tightened his face, poured his gaze on the young scholar Hou Shu again, and asked in a cold voice:

"Hou Shu! Do you remember what that nun looked like, but there was a trace of her deep breath? ”

After leaving Ming's words, the young scholar Hou Shu had already nodded his head twice fiercely, and said loudly:

"After notifying Uncle Li, the little nephew has already portrayed the appearance of the female cultivator who is only the beginning of the human immortal with his impression, and has also recorded a trace of her breath, please take a look at Uncle Li!"

After that, the young scholar Hou Shu's palm shook slightly, and a pale white jade ring had emerged, and he was immediately sucked into front of the black-faced Taoist priest Li Ming by a kind of uncontrollable force, and a wisp of divine thought infiltrated away from Li Ming, his complexion changed several times one after another, and he almost silently hummed out a sentence:

"Is it her? Zhao Yan! ”

At this moment, the young scholar Hou Shu raised his head slightly and looked at Li Ming, as if he saw something, and asked tentatively:

"Uncle Li! Do you know who she is? ”

When the black-faced Taoist priest heard this, he didn't pay any attention to it, but just snorted coldly and forced Hou Shu to say:

"Humph! Don't you think it's big enough? The less you know about this kind of thing, the better! ”

"Yes! Be! Uncle Li, what should the little nephew do now? Hou Shu, a young scholar, immediately made a gesture of understanding and asked.

"I've cast a spell to temporarily cover up the aura on your body, so you can stay here and concentrate on cultivation for the time being!"

As soon as the black-faced Taoist priest Li Ming's words fell, Hou Shu had already flashed in front of him, flashing on the demon grass forest tree again, and then Li Ming gave a few words again and galloped away in a certain direction, and soon disappeared at the end of the sky.

"Hou Shu, Hou Shu! Alchemy is a road of no return, instead of being displaced, it is better to spend the rest of your life in the Nine Brake Valley! The black-faced Taoist priest in the blue light sighed lightly.

Subsequently, Li Ming actually called up a piece of Xuanyu of the world and told Yan Du the specific location of Hou Shu, but he still asked him to promise to send Hou Shu to Jiusha Valley.

Within half a month, the three Yan Governors captured the young scholar Hou Shu and sent him to Jiusha Valley.

In Cold Moon City, Han Li, who was still changing, walked into one of the largest shops in the city, and after a while, a low-ranking female cultivator in a red robe stepped forward with a smile and greeted:

"Immortal, what do you need?"

Han Li's eyes swept slightly into the shop, it was still relatively spacious, and he walked to a nearby window position without paying attention, the red-robed female cultivator naturally followed with a light smile, Han Li sat down on a cold jade chair, didn't look at it, and asked in a low voice:

"Do you have a golden yang immortal vine in your shop?"

Perhaps it was because the things Han Li asked for were relatively rare, but as soon as Han Li said this, the red-robed female cultivator was actually stunned, and bowed down again and again and said apologetically:

"Shangxian, please wait, let the little maid go and check it out!"

After speaking, the red-robed female cultivator also concocted a set of tea sets and poured a cup of light spiritual tea for Han Li before retreating, but Han Li looked out disapprerovingly.

Suddenly, a familiar figure suddenly flashed on the not very lively street, and Han Li's gaze was gone, his heart suddenly froze, and he muttered silently:

"Liming! How could he be here! ”

It turned out that Han Li raised his eyes and saw a black-faced Taoist priest over there, who was in a hurry, holding silver silk floating dust, and wearing a gossip robe, was exactly the same monk that Han Li was reluctant to meet.

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