Whether the old monk can return or not, Wang Xu doesn't care, what he cares about is the stone Buddha in front of him.

This stone Buddha can absorb the aura of heaven and earth every month and burst out with the power of a sage's blow, which is what makes Wang Xu's heart move.

It is true that Iapatos has never made a good impression on Wang Xu, but he can't deny that he never worried about his safety before the idol of Iapatos was used.

And after losing this idol, Wang Xu had a deep sense of crisis, for fear that a bad one would provoke an old immortal, and he would slap him to death with a slap.

The stone Buddha in front of him is the second life-saving hole card that Wang Xu got in addition to the statue.

The Flame Banner doesn't count, it's just a sixth-order holy soldier, and in Wang Xu's hands, it can deal with fifth-order enemies at most, and it can't go any further.

The stone Buddha gave him the strength to fight in front of the sixth order, and this fight, without having to defeat the enemy, could create a chance for him to escape.

In this way, unless the Seventh Order makes a move, there are very few people in the heavens and ten thousand realms who can kill him.

The seventh order corresponds to the Great Emperor in the Tianwu World, and the Great Luo Jin Immortal in the Immortal Dao World.

At this level, even in the heavens and ten thousand realms, it can be regarded as a great power.

Don't look at the Tianwu world, which is divided into mythology, antiquity, medieval, and ancient times, and the current era of the Hundred Emperors, it seems that there are many seventh-order existences.

In fact, it is not like that at all, there are many seventh-order masters in the Tianwu World, because there is a lack of immortality here, after the birth of the seventh-order, the million-year emperor will return to the ruins, the origin will return to heaven and earth, recreate sentient beings, and there will be no loss at all in heaven and earth by adding and subtracting.

And in the true Great World, every Seventh-Order Existence is a serious loss of the Origin.

In the normal world, even if the background is deep, there are very few Daluo Golden Immortals that can be produced, and there will basically be no more than ten.

As long as Wang Xu is not looking for death by himself, it will not be easy to meet a seventh-order existence, and his life-saving ability will undoubtedly be greatly improved.

"Great, I finally have hole cards again, now I can wave as I like."

Wang Xu's face was full of smiles, he heard that there was an ominous situation in the forbidden area, and the emperor would return with blood if he went deeper.

Coincidentally, he cultivated the doppelganger supernatural power, and he was able to use blood and hair to peek into the source and create three special clones in the three stages of the first, fourth, and seventh orders.

Now that you have a life-saving hole card, is it okay to go to the forbidden land for a lap, not to go deep, to steal some unknown hair, dander, and give birth to a clone with seventh-order potential.

The more Wang Xu thought about it, the happier he became, and decided to go out for a drink, plan well, and choose the most feasible route to take.

"Change!"

Wang Xu changed his body, turned into a dwarf, and went downstairs with a smile.

"Xiao Er, good wine and good food are waiting, and the uncle has the source stone!" Sitting on the seat in the living room, Wang Xu looked like he was not bad for money.

When the shopkeeper saw it, he was not afraid that Wang Xu was here to eat white food, and shouted: "Table No. 7 on the first floor, a pot of drunken immortal brewing, a plate of eight treasured meat, good dishes are not afraid to serve!" ”

The so-called Bazhen meat comes from eight high-level spirit beasts and is made using eight different cooking methods.

Wang Xu picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, but he didn't eat any meat, but it tasted good.

What's more, this kind of spirit beast meat has an extraordinary origin, and every bite of it is no less than eating a great tonic medicinal herb, which is very beneficial to cultivation.

Wang Xu drank a little wine and ate meat deliciously, not to mention that he was comfortable.

And just when he was feasting and couldn't stop his chopsticks, a pale boy who looked like he was sixteen or seventeen years old walked in.

"Yo, it's actually the sick man who came, I heard that the sick man loves the drunken immortal brew of the Drunken Immortal Building, but I didn't expect it to be like this."

"Who is the sick man, he looks quite magnificent?"

"You don't know the sick man, come from other places, the sick man is the son of the Qilin Holy Son, the half-brother."

Wang Xu followed the sound of everyone's discussions, and found that this sick man looked sick as his name suggested, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

What's even more strange is that the sick man's breath is weak, his eyes are blank, and he knows that he has not cultivated at a glance.

"Ahem..."

The sick man covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and with the sound of coughing, the handkerchief revealed a red color.

Wang Xu frowned slightly, he had nothing to cough up blood by himself, this person was not lightly ill.

"This big brother, it's full, can I share a table with you?" The sick man looked around and found that there was no vacancy in the restaurant, only Wang Xu was alone.

"Sit..."Wang Xu pointed to the chair next to him, he was quite interested in the Qilin Holy Son in the Taiwei Holy Land, but he didn't expect the Qilin Holy Son to see it, but he saw the younger brother of the Qilin Holy Son.

It's just that the gap between the two brothers is really big.

When the eldest brother is born with heavy pupils and a unicorn divine body, but when the younger brother is a sick seedling, could it be that the luck of the family is gathered on the elder brother and reduces the luck of the younger brother?

"Childe, it's still the same old rules, right?"

The shopkeeper came up with a plate and asked with a smile at the sick man.

The sick man put away the blood-stained handkerchief and said with a smile: "Old rules, give this eldest brother another pot of drunken immortal brew, count it as mine." ”

"Okay!"

The shopkeeper quickly went back and forth, bringing two pots of drunken immortal brew and four or five plates of exquisite side dishes.

These side dishes are delicate and exquisite, but they are all vegetarian dishes, and they are ordinary ingredients, Wang Xu is very puzzled when he sees it.

Sensing Wang Xu's gaze, the sick man took the initiative to explain: "The younger brother is born with a weak physique, let alone cultivation, he can't even eat nourishing ingredients, cough cough..."

Wang Xu nodded slightly, his heart was full of questions, and asked: "You were born to the same father as the Qilin Holy Son, it stands to reason that even if the bloodline is not as good as the Qilin Holy Son, it will not be worse than this, right?" ”

Wang Xu doesn't know much about the sick son, but he still knows about the Qilin Holy Son.

The Qilin Holy Son is from the Taiwei Holy Land, and he is the son-in-law of a hall master in the Holy Land, which is equivalent to the First Demon Holy Land, the same as the peak master's own son.

can sit in the position of the hall master equivalent to the peak master, the father of the two is at least the invincible holy emperor, it stands to reason that an invincible emperor, no matter how bad the bloodline is, it should not be among the descendants to give birth to waste talents.

"Well..."

Hearing Wang Xu talk about the Qilin Holy Son, the sick man's face flashed a little unnatural, and he forced a smile: "My eldest brother is a divine dragon in the sky, and I am just a reptile on the ground, of course I can't compare." ”

"Really?" Wang Xu saw the reluctance on the sick man's face, but he thought that the sick man was unhappy in his heart, and he didn't think deeply.

After all, the eldest brother has a heavy pupil body, but he is a waste person, and he can't balance it as a person.

Drinking and eating, Wang Xu and the sick man had a sentence, chatting without a word.

After chatting and chatting, he found that the sick man had a wide range of knowledge, no matter whether he talked about the past and the present or the general trend of the world, the sick man could answer the questions fluently.

Some unique insights made Wang Xu refreshed, in addition to not being able to cultivate, only judging from the conversation, this person is not a layman.

"It's a pity, you can't cultivate, otherwise there must be a place for you in this generation of Tianjiao." Wang Xu and the two chatted for a long time, and the more they went deeper, the more he found the sick man very interesting, and couldn't help asking: "What's going on with your body, is there any possibility of healing?" ”

The sick man just shook his head and replied: "I was born with a physical defect, congenital deficiency, and it is difficult to make up for it the day after tomorrow. ”

As soon as Wang Xu heard it, he knew that there was no hope.

The Sutra of Eternal Life is the foundation of the Holy Land of Immortality in the Central Domain, except for the Great Emperor, Wang Xu has never heard of the Sutra of Eternal Life, and has been borrowed by others.

Although the sick man was very interesting, he couldn't cultivate after all, and it was difficult for him to join the Immortal Holy Land, let alone come into contact with the Immortal Sutra.

If you want to let the Taiwei Holy Land come forward, I'm sorry, the foundation of the Immortal Holy Land is the first in the world, and if you want to borrow the Immortal Sutra, the First Demon Holy Land doesn't have this face, let alone the declining Taiwei Holy Land.

As for the second possibility, an immortal elixir that is enough to make up for the congenital deficiency, it is even more like a joke.

Not to mention that there is no immortal medicine in the Taiwei Holy Land, even if there is, the old immortals in the Holy Land can't be separated, and the turn can't be on the sick man.

This person, it's a pity.