"Thank you seniors for helping! The grace of saving my life cannot be repaid, and I also ask my seniors to return to the master with me and thank you with generous gifts! "Since I saw Ziyang injure the wolf king with a branch just now, Senior Brother has been in a petrified state, and now he has come to his senses. It's a master in front of you!

"Wait a minute, I haven't dealt with the wolf king yet! You're not in a hurry over there~" Ziyang smiled and took the branch in his hand and gently poked the wolf king's fur.

The wolf king was a little flustered by Ziyang, and he didn't know what he wanted to do to himself? You can't want to peel it, right?

"Daxian, Daxian, my leather is not soft enough to make clothes, and I can't help burning when it is firewood."

"Hehe, who said they wanted your stinky skin? Daxian, my legs and feet are a little tired today, and I lack a mount. You see? ”

"The little one wants to be your mount! I'm running fast, it's an honor to be your mount! Why don't you let me go first? "As long as you don't die, you can do anything!

"Huh~~ Of course, sign the contract first, you say you run fast, what if you run away? Isn't it? Ziyang stabbed the wolf king with a branch instead of smiling.

"Don't dare, don't dare!" The wolf king squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying. You'll have to run away!

Ziyang stretched out his palm, and there was an invisible suction force in his palm, sucking the few leaves that nailed the wolf king to his hand, and each one was stained with blood dripping down the tip of the leaf.

The wolf king helplessly squeezed out a drop of essence blood, and stuck it with the essence blood on Ziyang's fingertips, emitting a faint red light, this is the blood contract of the demon world.

The wolf king reached a contract with Ziyang. From then on, it became a mount under Ziyang's body. After the contract was reached, the wolf king's size shrank, and when Ziyang didn't let him be a mount, his body was the size of a puppy that was generally three or four months old.

"Friends above, after watching the play for so long, it's time to come down and applaud, right?" Ziyang blew on the top of the branch, waving the branch and pointing to the sky to the northeast.

Whoosh~ Two figures flashed in mid-air. It turned out to be two old Taoist priests wearing azure robes with a whisk.

"Master, why did you come, I thought I wouldn't see you anymore!" The senior brother looked at the old Taoist priest and complained.

The old Taoist priest at the head gave the senior brother an eye knife, and then said to Ziyang with kind eyebrows: "In the lower Quanzhen Sect Yunmao, thank you for saving the inferior disciples, the Taoist friend's swordsmanship is exquisite, I don't know the name of the friend, where is the teacher?" ”

"If I say that I don't have a name, I don't even have a name, and I don't know how to use swordsmanship, do you believe me?"

Ziyang: I have no memory of the past, name? None of the names. Swordsmanship, just by intuition, can be regarded as self-taught?

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if you don't have a name, swordsmanship can be self-taught, which proves that Daoyou is talented. If you don't have a teacher, I wonder if you're interested in coming to my Quanzhen Sect to be a guest elder? Yun Mao Dao's smiling eyes revealed a fine light.

Yun Mao: If you don't want to say it, I won't be reluctant, as long as you can come to our Quanzhen Sect, those are floating clouds.

"Hey, I'm used to being idle and wild, as the saying goes: it's hard to be an official if you're used to beggars."

"Daoist friends have misunderstood, Elder Keqing doesn't need to manage the affairs of the sect, just a name, and you can enjoy the sect's resources every month. If something big happens to the sect, it needs to come back and do a little obligation, and the usual activities of the sect do not interfere. ”

"Poor Dao sees Taoist friends saving people in danger, which can be regarded as chivalrous. The purpose of my religion is to keep the right and ward off evil, and the original intention of subduing demons and eliminating demons and Taoist friends is probably the same. ”

Ziyang didn't listen to anything else, but the two sentences of keeping the right and warding off the evil, subduing demons and eliminating demons kept playing in his mind like a single loop. I seem to have heard these two sentences somewhere, very familiar, and there is also an old man, but I can't see his face clearly. Ziyang suddenly had a headache, as if he had thought of some fragments.

An old man with a white beard and white hair and unkempt stood on a high platform and raised his arms to everyone, keeping the right and warding off evil, and subduing demons and eliminating demons. The content only remembers these two sentences. Who is he, and what is that place?

"Fellow Daoist? What happened to you? "Yun Mao found that Ziyang's physical condition was a little abnormal?

"Sudden headache!" Ziyang frowned and covered his head.

"Fellow Daoist, otherwise, you should first go to the Sect to cultivate, and we will give you some pain-relieving pills, what do you think?"

"Good!" Ziyang's consciousness was a little blurred, and he let Yun Mao take him away.

Yun Mao Dao Chang Dust Whisk Thrown into the open space, and immediately became the same size as a small boat floating on the ground, it turned out that this dust whisk was still a flying tool! After the senior brother carried the four unconscious junior brothers to the dust, he and the master carried Ziyang to the dust. They all seemed to have forgotten the wolf king, but the wolf king couldn't go at this time, so he could only follow pitifully and jump up towards the dust.

Daoist Yunmao drove the dust, and the strong wind blew his hair bun along the way, blowing his Taoist robe with a grin. Ziyang squinted his eyes, shining through the sun, looking at Yun Mao's back, he could always think of the old man with white beard and white hair, white as snow, and the white clouds in the sky.

I don't know how long it took, the dust slowly descended, and in front of Ziyang was a magnificent Taoist temple, in which there were many blue-clothed disciples like the dust, some of them cleaned, some practiced martial arts, and some drew talismans.

"Boning, hurry up and help Daoist friends to rest in the wings, don't neglect Daoyou, go and get the Nine Turns Condensing Divine Pill for the teacher."

"Yes, master!" Senior brother Bo Ning hurriedly helped Ziyang to walk towards the wing room in the Taoist temple.

"Come on, a few of you, hurry up and help the four of them down." Daoist Yunmao pointed to the little Taoist boy who was cleaning outside the door and shouted. He looked back at the four disciples lying on the ground, sighed, then shook his head and turned to walk towards the Danfang.

After Boning helped Ziyang to the wing, he poured tea and water for Ziyang very diligently, made the bed and folded the quilt, for fear that he would accidentally fail to serve a good benefactor and be taught a lesson by the master.

Ziyang's headache has been relieved a little after coming here, I don't know if it's because the aura here is very sufficient.

"Bang bang bang!"

Berning heard the door knock and immediately ran to open it, because he knew it should be his master.

"Fellow Daoist, this is the Nine Turns Condensing Pill of this sect, it has the effect of concentrating the mind and relieving pain, you try it to see if it can reduce the pain." Daoist Yun Mao took out a white and delicate porcelain bottle, and the body of the bottle also revealed bursts of medicinal fragrance.

"Thank you, Daoist Yunmao." Ziyang took the bottle, uncorked it, and a smell of medicine came to his face, just smelling the fragrance of medicine was already refreshing.

"Daoyou is polite, how can the little pill be as good as the life-saving grace of Daoyou! Hurry up and take the medicine to try the effect! ”

Ziyang poured out a black pill and put it in his mouth, it melted in his mouth, and it was gently cool, like an ice spring flowing into his abdomen, and most of the pain on his head was removed.

"How?" Yun Mao Dao looked at Ziyang with hope.

"Much better."

"That friendly life rests, the matter of Elder Keqing-" If you don't agree, forget it, don't force it.

"I promised."

Ziyang looked at Daoist Yunmao's unclosed mouth in surprise, and wanted to laugh inexplicably.

It took a while for Daoist Yunmao to react, and nodded again and again: "So very good, so very good, that Dao number?" ”

"Let's call it Forget the Dust. Forget the dust and abandon the customs, and defend the road wholeheartedly. ”

Ziyang: I forgot everything, the only thing I remember is to keep the right and ward off the evil, kill the demons and the old Taoist.

"Elder Forgotten Dust! Not bad. Poor Dao will go and prepare now, and let everyone come and celebrate you. ”