There was no life in the desperate eyes.

"Why save me, why?"

Lu Chengfeng lay on the ground with his hands in his hands. Sinking into the mud, he clenched hard again, and the damp dirt squeezed out from between his fingers.

"Phew." The person standing spatted at Lu Chengfeng, his eyes full of disdain.

"I'm not saving you."

"Shangxian said, you want to die now, but I don't want you to die."

"Wind and bamboo are lonely!"

Lu Chengfeng gritted his teeth and said a few words, and his eyes were also mixed with strong hatred.

"The name of the immortals, how can it be called by a pickled person like you."

As he spoke, he stretched out his foot again and kicked Lu Chengfeng's mouth twice.

Lu Chengfeng's nose and face were swollen by his kick, and after coughing a few times, his mouth. Ba one, spit out a few bloody teeth.

"I want to die...... I want to die ......"

Lu Chengfeng was lying on the ground, looking up at the sky with his eyes blank.

Once upon a time, he wanted to attain the Tao, and wanted to stand on the highest place with Yu Shengyan, staring at the nine heavens.

When did everything start to change dramatically?

If he could turn back time, he would definitely not provoke Feng Zhulone...... Shu Yao.

He will be far away from Yushengyan, and he will cultivate diligently and diligently.

However, there is no if in the world, there is no regret medicine, and there will be no time back.

Lu Chengfeng closed his eyes, and a string of muddy tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

He is now a poor man who has a hard time dying even if he wants to.

Because of the pickled things that Lu Chengfeng did, the sect couldn't raise his head inside and out, up and down.

is a decent family, but what he does is something that only a low-level demon sect can do.

Picking yin to supplement yang?

He also used the Ding furnace to pick other people, and he reaped the profits of the fisherman.

However, the deceased are gone, and the other sects do not dare to come with them.

In the end, it was negotiated.

Shu Yao is a five-star alchemist, and every year he needs to give each sect that has lost a disciple a few bottles of high-grade elixir.

The people of the rest of the sect left with the pill satisfied.

After all, there are very few five-star alchemists, not to mention, the refining of the pills they require is extremely difficult, and they may not be able to obtain those spirit grass and spirit flowers if they want to seek them.

Sometimes, when the cultivation reaches the end, it is just one step away from breaking through, and it is just this pill.

So, sometimes, no one knows whether things are a blessing or a curse.

After everyone left, the Heavenly Sword Gate became as clean as before.

Ye Zhenti looked at Shu Yao apologetically.

"Senior sister, I'm really sorry."

When the master left, the good student explained that he had to take good care of the little junior sister.

But now, it's the little sister who is helping them and taking care of them.

He felt guilty.

"It's all a family, what's there to feel guilty about."

Shu Yao smiled faintly.

"However, I want to tell my senior brother that I have discussed it with Zhu Lone, and I will cultivate while traveling."

"I'm not in the sect, everything still depends on Senior Brother."

"Okay."

Ye Zhenti nodded.

"This is the pill I refined in advance, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back."

Shu Yao handed a box to Ye Zhenti's hand.

"Okay."

Ye Zhenti was actually reluctant to let the little junior sister leave.

Although she has already cultivated like this, if she goes out, there are basically few people who will be her opponents.

But in this world, there are no wonders, who knows if there will be any strange things.

However, looking at the unfathomable wind and bamboo silence that Shu Yao was looking at from the side.

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