After a few more miles, I walked into a mountain col.

From a distance, I vaguely saw a Taoist temple in the deepest part, looming in the lush ancient trees, which was extremely secretive.

Along the way, Su Ming explained the situation of the burial dragon temple to Long Buqi.

"In addition to the alchemist of the Burial Dragon Temple, there are also three deputy masters, we hand over the elixir to the deputy master, and then, the deputy master is handed over to the master, the master is in the innermost part of the Taoist temple every day and night, and there are often very terrible voices coming out, never showing up. ”

The three of them deliberated.

It was decided to let Su Ming hand over the spirit grass as usual, and Long Buqi secretly attacked and killed.

In order to avoid the burial of the dragon temple, several main dogs jumped over the wall in a hurry, released poison to kill the innocent medicine pickers, so they decided to attack and kill.

Below the Taoist temple, there are three small courtyards.

Su Ming pointed to one of them.

"Where is the residence of the deputy master, and the other two are the residence of the other two vice masters, each of whom has more than a hundred herb pickers like us. ”

Long Buqi followed the two of them towards the small courtyard.

When I walked into the small courtyard, I found that the courtyard was already full of medicine pickers, carrying medicine baskets, covered with mud, tired and numb, bloodshot eyes, ragged clothes, and scarred.

Obviously, in order to collect enough spirit grass within ten days, it took a lot of effort.

More than 100 people, but silent.

A middle-aged Taoist man in a Taoist robe sat on a large seat, taking a sip of tea, and the entire small courtyard was only the sound of him drinking tea.

There was a tray on the table next to it, on which were filled with white pills, and next to it, there were three arm-length black centipedes, hideous and terrifying.

The herb pickers stepped forward in turn, handed in enough spirit grass, and they could receive a white pill.

"Deputy Master, I'm still three plants away. ”

A young herb picker's face turned pale, and he trembled and handed over the spirit grass to him.

Boom!

The middle-aged Taoist suddenly smashed the teacup on his face, the hot tea flowed down his face, his face was flushed, and his painful face was distorted, but he didn't dare to move at all, trembling all over.

The middle-aged Daoist stared at him and smirked, "You didn't collect enough spirit grass, what are you doing when you come back?"

The young herb picker's face was full of fear, and his voice trembled a little, "There are only three plants left, please forgive me this time and give me an antidote." ”

The middle-aged Taoist snorted coldly and pointed to the tray, "Take it yourself, don't say I didn't give you a chance." ”

"But ......"

The young man looked at the three black centipedes around the tray with a pale face, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth suddenly, stretched out his trembling hand, and quickly grabbed the white pill in the tray.

Yes!

Suddenly screamed, and the black centipede suddenly bit the back of his hand.

The entire arm turned black at once, spreading throughout the body.

He fell to the ground, black smoke coming out of his body, foaming at the mouth, and his hands and feet twitched a few times, and then he did not move.

Hahaha......

The middle-aged Taoist laughed.

"Idiot, you really dare to take it!"

His eyes swept over a hundred or so herb pickers.

"Can you see clearly? If you can't collect enough spirit grass, this is the end, not to mention three plants, even one plant is missing!"

More than a hundred herb pickers are all pale, this situation has been seen many times, how many people can't collect spirit grass, take the risk to get the antidote, no one has ever succeeded, they have all been bitten to death.

"I'll turn in the spirit grass. ”

Su Ming stepped forward with the medicine basket on his back.

The middle-aged Taoist glanced at him and nodded slightly, "Su Ming, you're back, okay." ”

When Su Ming took out the medicine basket with only a few spirit herbs, the middle-aged Daoist's face suddenly sank, "That's all?"

Su Ming said, "This is the only point that I have collected this time, please give the deputy master a chance." ”

The middle-aged Taoist stared at him with a rippling smile.

"What about your sister? I have expressed my heart to your sister several times, but your sister is too strong, and she would rather die than obey, as long as your sister can agree to marry me, you won't have to work so hard to collect spiritual grass in the future, and follow me to do things, what do you say?"

A trace of anger flashed in Su Ming's eyes, and he disappeared in a flash, and said with a smile, "It may be that the deputy master has married too many wives, and my sister has a little mustard in her heart, I will definitely persuade her well." ”

"Haha!"

The middle-aged Taoist smiled with satisfaction, took a white pill and threw it to Su Ming, "Okay, as long as you can persuade your sister to obey me, you will be indispensable in the future, follow me to eat fragrant and drink spicy food, and be at ease in this burial Longguan, and don't do it for another emperor, your sister's beautiful appearance has made me greedy for a long time!"

The dragon did not mix in the crowd of herb pickers, and took a step forward and walked.

Twenty meters, nineteen meters...... Eleven meters, ten meters.

Roar!

The tiger roared.

Condensing all the strength, the Heavenly Demon unleashed nine steps.

Within 10 meters, you have top speed!

Turned into an afterimage.

Sonorous!

The blue-veined sword came out of its sheath, and a cold light flashed.

Burst!

The middle-aged Taoist smiled and stiffened, slowly looked at his chest, a cyan long sword burst into his chest, gushing out red blood, in front of him was a handsome young man in green clothes, a little raw, not his medicine picker!

"You!"

A deep fear appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist, and blood gushed out from his mouth, and the fragments of his heart were clamped.

More than 100 medicine pickers all looked at the young man in Tsing Yi in front of him blankly, the deputy master who was high up in power, and just like that, he died under his sword!

"Good kill!"

Tears fell from Su Ming's eyes, how many days and nights, he thought about killing this thief with a sword, but he couldn't do it, his strength was not enough, this young man in Tsing Yi did it.

It's simple, only one sword!

The sword spanned a distance of ten meters, like a cyan lightning bolt.

It was the most amazing sword he had ever seen, without the slightest fancy, like the scythe of the Soul Messenger, which would kill with one blow!

Su Ming clenched his fists tightly.

"Don't panic, everyone, he is here to save us from the sea of suffering! He is a powerful swordsman and an alchemist, and later, when he kills the other three thieves, he will prepare a real antidote for you!"

The herb pickers were trembling with excitement and tears welling up in their eyes.

Long Buqi walked towards the other two small courtyards with his long sword, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, dripping a string of blood.

Burst!

Step into another small courtyard.

In the dull gaze of those herb pickers, in the frightened eyes of the deputy observer, the same sword was stabbed.

The Heavenly Demons exhibited in nine steps, and the speed was beyond their reactions.

Long Buqi shook his head slightly, these two deputy masters only had a double cultivation of body refining, and before they came, they were a little overestimated.

The last small courtyard.

The Heavenly Demon took nine steps, and reached the front of the deputy master in one step.

A blue-veined sword!

Die!

He didn't even use the Cold Star Sword Technique.

Long Buqi carried the bloody Qingfeng sword, followed the stone steps, and stepped step by step on the burial dragon temple!

Raise your foot and kick towards the closed door.

Click......

Two door panels are flying and shattering!

More than 300 herb pickers clenched their fists and stared at his back, full of anticipation and excitement.

Su Zhu'er's eyes were full of obsession, she didn't know what she remembered, and her pretty face suddenly flushed.

Su Ming saw his sister's performance and sighed lightly, this young man in Tsing Yi, who was a few years younger than him, was indeed too good, powerful, and an alchemist, I'm afraid there is no woman in the world whose heart does not tremble for him, right?