"Ahhhh

"Dog's day, I, Long Aotian, are inseparable from you!"

"When I escape, I will destroy the Innocent Gate!"

"Ahhhh It hurts! ”

"Disciples, turn the fire down! I'm going to cook! ”

The screams of Long Aotian from inside the temple were louder and louder, and their voices were so terrible that they could make the listeners cry and feel sad in their hearts.

"Senior brother, isn't it too much for us to do this?"

The short man was a little unbearable, but the senior brother Guitian said very seriously: "This is all for the good of the master, our cultivation is insufficient, and we can only save the master by making this decision." ”

"Ugh."

The fat man Gui Xuan sighed deeply: "It's all because of our lack of strength, otherwise why would the master be like this, and he would suffer from the burning of his body." ”

"It seems that it was the innocent sect that harmed the master."

The thin man's yellow eyes were rolling, and there was a trace of doubt in his clever eyes: "It's just, when did the master change his route?" Changed to Long Aotian? ”

"Long Aotian ......"

Guitian tasted it and couldn't help but admire: "This number is outstanding!" Aotian Xiuzhen, Fang is the style of my generation, and the master is really the master! The master's Taoist heart is proud of the sky! ”

"Yes, this trumpet sounds domineering."

"At least it's a Dao number that is only equipped in the Jindan period!"

"If the master doesn't die, he will definitely be able to break through the golden pill!"

The other disciples nodded in agreement, and they all felt that the master's name had been changed wonderfully.

In between the discussions of the disciples, the fire became more and more vigorous, and Long Aotian's screams became weaker and weaker, and he gradually could no longer hear his angry scolding and screams.

Guitian listened attentively for a while, then turned his head to the other disciples and said, "It seems that the fire is almost over, the master has fainted, and the prohibition should also be broken." ”

"Here, put out the fire."

Guitian took the lead in pinching the magic trick, and the void disappeared, pointing to the temple in the fire: "Collect!" ”

The disciples stretched out their hands one after another, and wisps of flame detached from the temple, and they used the magic trick to withdraw their own Xiuzhen Dan fire.

With the disappearance of the Xiuzhen Dan fire, the entire temple took on a shape, and the already dilapidated temple was burned with a black trace at the moment.

At this time, a strong wind blows.

"Boom!"

The temple was devastated, and finally collapsed.

Guitian's expression changed suddenly: "Master! ”

This temple actually pressed the master!

The master has been seriously injured, and he has been burned by the Dan fire, and he will be smashed by the ruins of the temple again, I am afraid that he will have to sit on the spot?

Guitian was in a hurry, and hurriedly rushed into the ruins of the temple with his junior disciples and began to dig the ruins.

After a while, the ruins were lifted by the spiritual aura of the disciples, and Long Aotian was dug out.

Long Aotian had his eyes closed, his whole body was charred, and there was a faint smell of meat.

Guitian stretched out his hand to probe his snort, and breathed a sigh of relief: "The master is still alive, and our modern master will return to the sect." ”

"Okay."

The juniors nodded, picked up the master with all hands and feet, and left.

They can't fly during the foundation building period, and the disciples naturally don't know how to resist the wind, but as a cultivator, they can walk extremely fast.

A few steps away from a few miles, perhaps because of the bumps, Long Aotian made a meaningless murmur of pain on the backs of his disciples.

"Woooooo It's so hard for me, I don't want to play the game anymore. ”

"I want to go to work hard, I miss my mom and dad......"

"This game is really difficult, it's harder than life......"

Long Aotian didn't know what he dreamed of, and even tears slipped faintly.

The disciples couldn't quite hear what Long Aotian was muttering, but they could feel Long Aotian's sadness, and most of them felt it.

Gui Tian clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes contained anger: "Damn the innocent door, it's really too deceitful." ”

What did they bully my master into?

If it weren't for the fact that our cultivation time is still short and our cultivation is not high, we will definitely kill the innocent sect to settle accounts!

......

Fortunately, this temple is not too far from the mountain gate of the Guiyuan Sword Sect, and it will return to the sect in an hour's footsteps.

"Hurry! Third, take out your treasured Miao Yuan Dan! Give it to the master! ”

"Fourth, what about the Qi Nourishing Pill you stole from the Three Immortal Sect last time? Take it out too! ”

"Second brother, go and pull out all the spiritual grasses in the back mountain, crush and boil them for the master to drink."

As soon as he returned to the sect, the senior brother returned to heaven and began to prepare for the treatment of the master non-stop.

The Guiyuan Sword Sect is very poor.

Since the head of the previous generation ran away from home to compete for the immortal fate, the Guiyuan Sword Sect, which was not strong in the first place, has become even poorer.

Originally, as disciples of the Guiyuan Sword Sect, although there were not many cultivation resources such as spirit stones and pills every month, at least the sect still gave them out.

But now......

Didn't you hear that the fourth child was already going to other sects to steal the cultivation pill?

As for the spirit stone, the boss of this thing was fortunate enough to see it for the last time two years ago, and he hasn't seen each other since.

Originally, the head of the previous generation held the financial power, and when he left, he didn't leave anything, and the Guiyuan Sword Sect was poor to the end, and the disciples who could run away ran away under the banner of looking for the whereabouts of the head of the sect.

In the entire Guiyuan Sword Sect, there were only Long Aotian and his four disciples.

Even the so-called outer disciples have run out, and no one from the Guiyuan Sword Sect has visited in the past three years, and even new disciples can't be found.

Because I'm poor!

Cultivating the truth and cultivating the truth, cultivating is wealth! Companion! Law! Earth!

The Guiyuan Sword Sect is not touched, even mortals don't want to come to the beginner apprenticeship, because the mortal children in the nearby towns are too poor to worship the Guiyuan Sword Sect, and there is no future in worshipping the Guiyuan Sword Sect.

But if a prisoner has a little immortal cultivation qualification, is it not good to go to the Wufu Gate? Is it bad to go to the Three Immortals Gate? There are still quite a few small sects around here.

"Senior brother, this is our last few spirit grasses, I originally planned to wait for it to ripen a little more, and next month I will go to the Three Immortal Sect to exchange half a Zhuji Dan for you to use."

"Don't say it, I can build a foundation without the elixir, the ancient cultivators and the symbol of heaven and earth, and the beasts, have you ever needed the help of this foreign object? Now it's important to save the master! ”

"But now every cultivator can't do without pills, especially Zhuji Dan! This is your future, big brother......"

"But what is in front of you now is the master's life!"

Gui Tian snatched the herb from Gui Xuan's hand, went into the Dan room, and began to make a fire to boil the medicine.

The Dan room of the Guiyuan Sword Sect has not lit a fire for three years, and even the furnace for alchemy has been sold for cultivation materials, and now the fire can only be used to make a fire and boil medicine.

Soon, the elixir was boiled into soup, and Guitian carefully held the herbs, held a spoon, and fed the master one bite at a time.

The disciples sat cross-legged on the edge of the master's bed, looking at Long Aotian's miserable appearance of closing his eyes and not waking up, everyone held their breath in their hearts.

It's not a Qi master, and it's not that the Qi Guiyuan Sword Sect is too poor.

This is an indescribable emotion, in short, I am panicked in my heart, and I feel that my spiritual life is a bit bleak.

That's when it happened.

"Wow!"

Long Ao Tianden opened his eyes and spit out the elixir in his mouth: "What is it?" Why is it so bitter! ”

Due to the effect of the elixir, Long Aotian's blood bar had almost recovered, and most of his internal injuries had been healed.

"Ahh

"Master, this is the future of Senior Brother! Why did you throw up! ”

Gui Huang was very distressed, and hurriedly climbed forward, holding his sleeves, and carefully used his aura to gather the elixir soup stained with soil on the ground.

"I'll dust it out and purify it later, it should still be usable."

Gui Huang Tuo's aura group in his hand said, "Even if you can't change to Zhuji Dan, Senior Brother can drink more aura." ”

Long Aotian looked up at the dust decoction wrapped in the aura mass in Gui Huang's hand, and then looked at the half bowl of aura that Gui Tian put in front of him, it was pitch black, and it looked undrinkable.

Long Aotian was very confused: "This medicine is spilled, can you still drink it?" ”

Disciples, you are too economical.

Long Aotian inherited his memories and knew that his sect was poor, but he still underestimated the degree of poverty.

A bowl of soup and medicine was spilled on the ground and dirty, so you still have to use the aura to pick it up?

"Where is this Guiyuan Sword Sect."

Long Aotian raised his head and sighed: "This is clearly the Guiyuan Poor Sect!" ”

The disciples smiled bitterly, lowered their heads, and remained silent.

Although Long Aotian seemed to be unconscious along the way, he actually remained awake all the time, because the laws of the world were protecting his soul and mind.

Long Aotian knew what his disciples were doing, and he was deeply touched.

Although these disciples are a group of NPCs, real life is not a game, so this game can also be regarded as his real life.

"That's it! That's it! ”

Long Aotian sighed and suddenly smiled: "It seems that I, who is a master, must have some blood today." ”。

"Disciples, take a good look, today as a teacher, I will let you know what a local tyrant is!"

"Cultivating immortals and cultivating immortals, let's return to the Yuan Poor Sect in the future, and we will be the richest immortal sect!"