"Anyway, basically the people who arranged Zhang Sheng's boiling sea array were not allowed to die well.

After all, the real conditions of the formation are too hurtful and unreasonable, and they are not tolerated by the right path. ”

Tang Xian was stunned and muttered, "So Zhang Sheng's boiling sea array still has some relationship with Taiqing Dao, right......?"

Wang Mojing snorted, "You can say that." ”

As he spoke, he took out a bottle from his jacket pocket and said, "You just finished casting the Divine Upper Body, and your qi and blood are insufficient, this is the elixir I have refined, which can help you recover from your injuries." ”

Tang Xian was also not polite, and took the pill that Principal Wang gave the other party and put it on his body, and then took a step.

"Gone."

"Well, be careful in everything."

Ten minutes later,

A street in the west of the city,

Tang Xian returned to the store, first walked to the second floor to do a simple treatment of the wounds on his body, bandaged it, and went straight down to the basement.

Lay out the formation, chanting incantations in your mouth.

In a moment, the phantom of the ancient mansion appeared, Tang Xian was engulfed by the phantom, disappeared from the basement in an instant, and came to the courtyard of the ancient mansion.

Tang Xian had a slight trace of tiredness in his eyes, and said, "The sword ghost has been solved. ”

"yes, I know."

"Can you see how much I have left?"

The ancient house was deserted and said yes.

For a moment, a glimmer of light lit up in the middle room, and before long, the light became clearer, and a candle floated out of the dark crack in the door.

The pure white candle was dyed with three large blood-colored characters.

"Participate in the one!"

The handwriting is particularly eye-catching,

Tang Xian thought to himself, "I lost another three years of yang life, and ...... continue like this."

The already small number of longevity has shrunk significantly again on the basis of the original.

Cultivators will have a longer lifespan than ordinary people, at least one hundred and fifty years old in the outer dan, two hundred years in the inner dan, and the golden dan is a high-ranking person, and at least three hundred years of yang life.

He is now eighteen years old, and he can live to forty-nine, which is pitiful compared to three hundred.

Tang Xian laughed twice as if laughing at himself.

"If nothing else, I should be the shortest-lived Jindan master......"

Unless you break through the real business position, add another longevity.

"For cultivators, they don't have to care about the amount of Yangshou at all," Gu Zhai said coldly: "There are many ways to hide from the sky and cross the sea, as long as you don't do evil, the Yin Division of the underworld won't care about you, right?" ”

Tang Xian was stunned for a moment,

Indeed, cultivators, after breaking through to a certain level, as long as they don't want to be reincarnated, there are many ways to stay in the yang world, such as seizing the relinquishment, possessing oneself, cultivating the path of ghosts, refining the corpse, accumulating merits to become a city god, and so on.

is also like the human spirit I encountered before, using the fourth method, refining the corpse.

After a moment's pause, the candle had drifted back into the room.

"No, no,"

Tang Xian shook his head, "Those that run counter to my concept of cultivation, dust to dust, dust to earth, dead people should have the appearance of dead people." ”

The ancient mansion was silent for a moment, and then said coldly: "You come to me, it's not just that it's boring to confirm that the task is completed." ”

"I can't hide anything from you... Indeed, I have more important things to do with you this time. ”

"Say!"

"Please send me to Putuo Temple,"

"Well, I'll give you a ride."

After finishing speaking, the ancient mansion was silent, the surrounding environment began to distort, the scene in his eyes gradually became blurred, and a force pulled on Tang Xian's body.

In a moment, Tang Xian disappeared into the courtyard under the traction of the ancient mansion.

meanwhile

A hole somewhere**,

There were several black-robed cultivators lying on the ground.

These men were surprisingly uniform, with messy hair and tattered clothes, lying on their backs on the ground, their chins covered in blood,

These are the people who rescued Zhang Jiao from Tang Xian in the state of inviting God not long ago.

Among them, one of the most burly black-robed people leaned on the stone steps, his breath was like a gossamer, and after finally stabilizing his injuries, he looked at the arm lying on the ground on the side, his eyes were extremely complicated.

When he rescued Zhang Jiao before, he had just pulled him over and didn't have time to close the formation channel, the other party recognized the formation at a glance, and slapped it in the air, and he didn't think much about it at that time, and directly slapped it.

As a result, I found that the palm power was extremely arrogant, destroying wildly along the meridians, and the residual power was undiminished, and the arm was rising step by step.

He made a quick decision and immediately cut off his own arm, which successfully stopped the spread of Honkai and saved his life.

The name of the organization is Tianci, he is the leader of Tianci, surnamed Qin, and his name is Wuyang.

Zhang Jiao was unconscious, the others were dying, looking at the terrible situation in front of him, Qin Wuyang couldn't help but feel helpless.

…………

Qin Wuyang swept around, his gaze stayed on an evil cultivator with black lines on his face, and said, "Baizu, how is the situation." ”

"It's not good...... the man shook his head, "My Jindan has been shattered, and I'm slowly starting to disperse, and if it goes on like this, it won't take a few days... The road is ruined, and the whole thing is over. ”

Qin Wuyang shifted his gaze to the others again.

The replies from the others were basically the same, with sad faces and pale faces.

"Me too..."

"Jindan is half gone......"

"Dantian is basically useless......"

"I'm as ...... as a hundred-footed"

A series of faint sighs and sighs sounded mixed with coughs.

One of them looked at Qin Wuyang's shoulder, and then at the broken arm on the ground.

"Boss, your arm ......"

"It's okay, it's just one hand, just find a chance to pick it up." Qin Wuyang said expressionlessly.

One hand for one life, it's a good deal.

Baizu looked at Zhang Jiao, who had a bloody hole in his chest on the ground, and said, "This guy is even worse, his law body was directly broken, and his cultivation is ironclad and must be re-cultivated......

Who the hell is that person, and he can't even bear Zhang Jiao's physical body......

Zhang Jiaoxiu's eight or nine Xuangong is the first Taoist body protection skill! ”

The crowd is silent,

Zhang Jiao's physical body is indestructible, it is the most perfect in the "heavenly gift", even the physical body of a Taoist real person can't be compared, and now not only the Dharma body has been broken, but also the cultivation of a body has been destroyed.

Among the seriously injured cultivators, one of the cultivators said, "Boss, have you ever felt a very uncomfortable aura spreading from Zhang Jiao's wounds?" ”

Baizu: "I have the same thoughts as you, since the boss rescued him, I feel uncomfortable, boss, do you know what that thing is?" ”

Everyone turned their heads to look, and through the eyes of the law, they saw that Zhang Jiao's wound was constantly filled with blue aura in all directions, and it was this aura that made them extremely uncomfortable.

Not everyone is uncomfortable, though.

At this time, a few people spoke.

"How I didn't feel ......"

"No ...... affect me"

"Me ...... too"