At dawn, the brilliant dawn fell from the sky, penetrating the sea of clouds, bathing all things in China.

Jiang Hao walked alone in the market streets of the village, looking for a stall specializing in selling elixirs.

However, he visited more than a dozen stalls, but he still did not encounter a stall selling elixirs, and his search was fruitless.

"It seems that the elixir is an extremely rare spiritual creature no matter where it is. Jiang Hao's eyes were slightly gloomy and he said.

In fact, yesterday he was able to complete all the medicinal materials needed to refine the medicinal liquid, which was far beyond his expectations, and even after he himself collected all the materials, he felt extremely unbelievable about it.

Because the spirit grass needed to refine that bottle of callus liquid was extremely precious, although it was a little mediocre compared to the inventory of the Medicine King Palace, but for Jiang Hao and many cultivators, it was simply an extremely rare "purple elixir", and the price was extremely expensive.

The name of the medicinal liquid he refined: Jade bone paste, which is a kind of three-grade spiritual liquid, into a translucent gelatinous form, has a very large repair effect on the damage of the body and the damage of the muscles and veins and spiritual organs.

At the same time, this was also the recovery potion that the chief pharmacist of the palace took on him when he was being treated in the Medicine King Palace.

It is precisely because of this that Jiang Hao is extremely familiar with the prescription of "Jade Bone Ointment", otherwise, with his memory that he can't even do it, how could he really be able to copy a small number of prescriptions in the Medicine King Palace so perfectly in his mind?

Not all the time-travelers are like the protagonists written in the online novels, who are talented and intelligent, and their understanding is beyond that of gods.

Because although some traversers have the destiny of the protagonist, there are also some traversers who exist to send "plug-ins" to the protagonist of a certain fantasy world, commonly known as the death of the traverser.

Jiang Hao continued to walk along the streets of the village market, looking for stalls selling elixirs.

In the barbaric mountain range, the five mysterious cultivators in white robes followed the dried blood stains on the ground all the way, but to no avail.

On their robes, there is an extremely mysterious inscription embroidered, which is obscure, and seems to be a symbolic symbol of a certain great power.

"I didn't expect that guy's life is really big, and he can survive the pursuit of the master of the punishment hall, it seems that this person should not be underestimated. One of the cultivators stared at the dried blood on the ground and said in a somewhat shocked tone.

The handsome man at the head frowned and said, "The palace master once said that there is an extremely high probability that the hall master was killed by the rumored demon, and Jiang Hao just escaped because of this, which is not worth marveling at." ”

Then, he stared at the dried blood stains on the wild land, and said: "And the palace master once said in advance, ordering us to go down the mountain to confirm Jiang Hao's death, and once we find that he still has a life, we will immediately adjudicate it." ”

With that, his gaze followed the bloodstains all the way to the wilderness in the distance.

Suddenly, a young woman in white said loudly: "Senior Brother Bai, if we are chasing this bloodstain and going away, we will almost leave the border of the Qianjiang Dynasty completely, even so, it doesn't matter?"

"Once we completely leave the border of the Qianjiang Dynasty, it means that we are very likely to be attacked and killed by the monks of the enemy country, and the identity of the Beixuandao Palace will not only not be able to play any role in protecting us, but will cause us to fall into a place of no return, so it will inevitably outweigh the losses. ”

"In addition, according to the intelligence, Jiang Hao is only a straw bale monk in the awakening stage, and he is also suffering a heavy blow now, and his life is short, not to mention that he is still alone in the wild mountain range, almost nine deaths, why is it worth us to go to such great lengths to track down?"

Senior Brother Bai said: "The palace master said that this task is very important, and even related to the life and death of the Northern Xuandao Palace, so it is necessary to ensure that Jiang Hao dies, otherwise once he is allowed to leave alive, the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

Hearing this, the young woman and the other Beixuan monks stopped speaking, because they realized the seriousness of the task, and then followed Senior Brother Bai to find the dried blood on the ground.

Eventually, they crossed the mountains and came to a barren place.

At the same time, the dried blood stain on the ground was completely gone.

"Why is the blood gone?"

At that moment, someone exclaimed, "You see, there is a village in the valley in the distance. ”

They followed the direction pointed by the Dao Palace disciple, and indeed found an ancient barbaric village in the empty valley in the distance.

"Let's go over and take a look, maybe we can find some clues related to Jiang Hao in that village. Senior Brother Bai said.

With that, everyone headed towards the ancient barbaric village in the valley under the leadership of Senior Brother Bai.

Ye Ji walked on the road in the village with an extremely gloomy face, and the extremely humiliating scene that happened in the market yesterday was like a movie, constantly replaying in his mind.

As the concubine of the Chiba clan of the Dawu Dynasty, he was talented, and now he was so humiliated by a grassroots monk in such a dilapidated village, which made him lose face, how could he swallow this evil breath?

He of the thirteen knots of the Enlightenment Period, he actually lost to a mere Awakening Stage monk in such a dismal manner, if this matter came out, wouldn't it be ridiculous and generous?

"That kid dares to take advantage of my unpreparedness and use the cover of dust to sneak attack?

Ye Ji's heart was so conceited, how could he allow himself to suffer such a dismal defeat?

So when he woke up from his coma, the first thing he did was to find the awakened monk who had attacked him yesterday and humiliate him severely, in order to warn him of how dismal the end would be for offending a monk in the Enlightenment Period.

However, he searched for many places in the wild village, but he still did not find any trace of Jiang Hao.

This couldn't help but make him a little angry, and he even wondered if Jiang Hao had left the village for a while.

A mysterious white-robed man with a strange appearance, but a handsome face and extraordinary spirit, walked towards him, and held a portrait in his hand.

On the portrait, a handsome and bewitching face is depicted.

"Have you seen this man?" asked the mysterious man, his expression and tone extremely cold.

It's like a superior questioning a subordinate as a matter of course.

He didn't take him seriously at all, the concubine of the Chiba clan of the Dawu Dynasty.

When Ye Ji heard this, he was extremely unhappy in his heart, and even invisibly evoked the nameless fire in his heart and the painful memories of the past that could not be looked back.

He hated it most of all when these self-righteous people talked to him in such a tone that disgusted him so much.

Who did this man really think he was, and how dare he speak to him in such a tone?

As for the characters in the portrait, he naturally recognized them, and they were still extremely familiar, wasn't the person in the painting the awakened monk who secretly attacked him and stunned him yesterday?

But why should I tell the mysterious man in front of me?

"Nope. He vetoed it without hesitation.

Hearing this, the mysterious man hesitated for a moment, and finally turned around and left with the scroll, gradually disappearing into the vast sea of people.

And Ye Ji watched the mysterious man leave the direction, sneering and sneering, such a person really disgusted him.

At this moment, a mysterious hoarse voice suddenly sounded out of nowhere, constantly echoing in his mind for a long time.

"Boy, you actually know the guy on the scroll, right?"

The sudden voice suddenly frightened Ye Ji into a cold sweat.