Zuo Dengfeng's current situation is extremely unoptimistic, because he can't decide the speed of the trip, the only thing he can do is to sit in the corner of the prisoner car and pinch the Qi Gathering Finger to gather aura, and at the same time familiarize himself with the casting method of Feng Xing Jue over and over again in his mind, the light body spell is very important when facing the enemy, not only the relationship between victory and defeat can even determine life and death, Zuo Dengfeng knows that Feng Xing Jue is currently the fastest light body spell in the world, but he has never cast it, so he does not know how fast Feng Xing Jue can be.

After being put in the prisoner car, Xing Lun untied him, in order to show outsiders the leniency of Buddhism, Zuo Dengfeng's swollen eyes and blood stains on his face seemed to outsiders to be left in the struggle, what they didn't know was that Zuo Dengfeng didn't fight back at all, he was beaten like this without any resistance.

But at this time, no one sympathizes with him, a bad person, Zuo Dengfeng doesn't need the sympathy of others, he feels that he has fallen into this fate and no one else is to blame, he didn't even think about revenge on Yu Hengzi and these people who rounded him up after resuming his cultivation, Zuo Dengfeng didn't hate them, he just didn't bother to retaliate, he had a short time left, there were still three Yin Inner Dan that he hadn't gotten, and there would be no helpers in the future, and he needed to face it alone.

Thinking of the helper, Zuo Dengfeng couldn't help but think of Thirteen, he was not worried about Thirteen's safety, because there were no large beasts in the area where he was hiding before, Thirteen could be the king there, it would be good if it didn't mess with other animals, no one dared to mess with it.

There were many onlookers when parading the streets, but there were no throwing stones and spitting, let alone throwing vegetable leaves and throwing eggs, this was a time of war, the war led to a shortage of materials, many people could not eat enough, how willing to use vegetable leaves and eggs to smash the prisoners on the prisoner car.

Zuo Dengfeng has been pinching the Qi Gathering Finger, he is not willing to waste time, the Qi Gathering Finger Technique gathers the spiritual energy very quickly, and after a day, Zuo Dengfeng feels that he has recovered to the spiritual energy equivalent to the three-positive realm of Yin and Yang Life and Death, he is not satisfied with this, because the higher the cultivation level, the more difficult it is, the required spiritual energy is tripled, and it is impossible to accumulate enough spiritual energy to gather Qi in ten days at this current rate.

In the evening, everyone rested in a small town, Zuo Dengfeng had not eaten for two days, and the previous large amount of blood loss also made him extremely thirsty, but he did not eat or drink water, because the minion who brought him food spit in front of him into the rice bowl and water cup, Zuo Dengfeng angrily kicked over the rice bowl and water cup.

"Zuo Dengfeng, you are now Han Jian, you know no, it is better to eat it than to eat it for you." A Taoist priest in his fifties stretched out his hand and pointed to a yellow dog not far away.

"As for you humiliating me like this, you never thought about what would happen to you if I turned over one day." Zuo Dengfeng snorted coldly, there was a black mole the size of a bean grain on the left side of the corner of this person's mouth, and there were a few hairs growing on the black mole, Zuo Dengfeng glanced at it and remembered this person.

"You don't know if you don't know it, your cultivation has been abolished by Bi Zhenren, and you want to turn over in the next life." The Taoist priest approached the prisoner cart and pouted.

Zuo Dengfeng didn't say anything more when he heard this, people's surname and intelligence determine a person's fate, this Taoist priest is still an errand boy in his fifties, it can be seen that his surname and intelligence are worthy of being a miscellaneous, and this kind of person is not angry, if he can really get out of trouble, kill him.

Seeing that Zuo Dengfeng didn't speak, the black mole didn't leave, but asked Zuo Dengfeng where he hid the wooden box next to the prisoner car, Zuo Dengfeng kept his eyes closed and didn't speak, the box had already made him return Sun Fengxian's favor, and he would not affect others.

Seeing that Zuo Dengfeng ignored him, the black mole picked up the horsewhip to stab him, Zuo Dengfeng was disgusted and angry, and opened his mouth to say, "In your mother's force, find it,"

The black mole was greatly embarrassed when he heard this, threw down the horsewhip and looked around, ran to the corner of the wall and took a hoe, and poked Zuo Dengfeng from the gap between the prisoner car, and at this moment Zuo Dengfeng finally tasted the taste of a prisoner, but he couldn't do anything except scolding, although the current aura in his body is equivalent to the three-positive realm of yin and yang life and death, but he can no longer use the yin and yang life and death recipe of the qi method, that is to say, even if he has aura before the catastrophe, he can't send it out.

At this moment, a Taoist walked out of the inn, stopped the boring behavior of the black mole, and the black mole threw down the hoe and entered the hotel.

After dinner, everyone elected four people to be responsible for guarding him, one was a monk from Wutai Mountain, one was Bi Fengchun's forty-year-old apprentice, this person had a Yali pear head with a narrow top and wide bottom, a pair of dead fish eyes and white eyes more than black eyes, and the third was a woman in her forties, this person was wearing martial arts clothes and spoke with a Henan accent, and the last one was the Shaanxi Taoist priest who had beaten him on the mountainside before, and these four people were representatives of the strength of the Quartet.

In the first half of the night, it was the monk and the Taoist priest of Shaanxi, Zuo Dengfeng asked to be relieved, the monk took him reluctantly, Zuo Dengfeng wanted to take the opportunity to wash his face, but he did not agree, and dragged him back to the prisoner car, the Taoist priest of Shaanxi thought that Zuo Dengfeng was slow to go in, and raised his foot and kicked him, Zuo Dengfeng was tired and hungry at the moment, and was so abused, his surname couldn't help but change, and he stretched out his hand and pointed at the Taoist priest, "You are also on the number." ”

A waste person who has no spiritual energy cultivation can't frighten people when he says, and short-sighted people won't think about the deep meaning behind Zuo Dengfeng's words, so the Taoist priest didn't think much of Zuo Dengfeng's words, and returned a sentence, "Death is still hard-mouthed." ”

Zuo Dengfeng was too lazy to quarrel with him, sat in the corner of the cage and pinched the qi gathering trick, at nine o'clock in the evening changed to gathering qi for the line of qi, simple gathering of qi is not enough, it is also necessary to run the external aura to run the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and at the same time to refine and purify the aura while widening the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, this process is also very important, purifying the aura is to reserve enough aura for casting spells after the catastrophe, and widening the eight veins of the Qi Jing is to cast a large amount of aura from the eight veins of the Qi Jing when casting spells.

Xingdian and Shaanxi don't deal with this Taoist priest, the two have not talked, in fact, who to send to guard him, that group of people is also considered, the combination of the two people is not sincere cooperation, but to monitor each other, and it is precisely because these two people do not deal with each other, so they were divided together, the two of them were afraid of the other party's presence, no one can force a confession, so Zuo Dengfeng fell into a quiet place, and was able to concentrate on gathering energy.

Although on the surface, these four people are in charge of taking care of it, in fact, the others did not let it go, but they were watching from the house, even if they knew that everyone was secretly observing him, Zuo Dengfeng did not stop gathering aura because of this, even if it caused abnormal breathing, everyone would not be suspicious, because there were not many cases of people who had survived the catastrophe being abolished avoidance, and everyone did not know whether the breathing would be rapid or slow like Zuo Dengfeng, so Zuo Dengfeng only needed to put his hands in his sleeves and be foolproof.

In the second half of the night, Bi Fengchun's apprentice and the middle-aged woman were on duty, and the two did not speak, and at the fifth watch, Zuo Dengfeng let go of his numb hands, and he felt extremely tired all night.

"Eldest sister, I want to wash my face too." Zuo Dengfeng said to the middle-aged woman who was washing her face.

What Zuo Dengfeng didn't expect was that the middle-aged woman really brought him clean water when he heard the words, Zuo Dengfeng didn't care about the disgusted eyes thrown by the other party, stretched out his hand from the cage to quench his thirst, and then washed the blood on his face.

At dawn, everyone set off on the road, and there were many good people along the way who heard the wind and joined, Bi Fengchun saw this situation and began to worry secretly, in fact, he didn't want to make things too big, because too many people involved might affect his smooth access to the Xuanyin gauntlet, so he urged the monks of Wutai Mountain to speed up and rush back to Wutai Mountain as soon as possible for a public trial.

The Wutai Mountain side is led by the monk Tianchen, this person has a lot of ideas, and does not listen to Bi Fengchun's advice, and clearly tells Bi Fengchun to parade Zuo Dengfeng to the public to save the reputation of Wutai Mountain, and at the same time show the world the fate of Han Annihilation, as long as the public trial is completed, the Xuanyin gauntlet will be "returned to the original owner".

Zuo Dengfeng sat in the prisoner car and secretly lucked, now it seems that he was fortunately caught by the monks of Wutai Mountain, if he was caught by Bi Fengchun, he would not even have the buffer time for these few days, but Zuo Dengfeng was not blindly optimistic, although the monks of Wutai Mountain would not kill, but after the public trial meeting, he would definitely return the Xuanyin gauntlet to the original owner, once he lost the Xuanyin gauntlet, he would definitely die.

The monks of Wutai Mountain must also know these truths, and they will definitely do so, the monks also have seven emotions and six desires, and they also have relatives and friends, and the monks of Wutai Mountain are eager to kill him and then quickly, but it is inconvenient to start because of the precepts of Buddhism, once he is killed, he will not be able to explain to the world and believers, but "return the stolen goods" is a matter of course, so that the monks of Wutai Mountain will indirectly kill him with the hat of righteousness.

Thinking of this, Zuo Dengfeng was even more anxious, his left hand kept pinching the qi gathering fingers, he knew very well that there would be no external force to rescue him, his debut was very short, he didn't make a few close friends, the golden needle can be counted as one, but the golden needle has been labeled by the world before this, and he is closed in Maoshan at this time, and he may not know the news of his capture, taking a step back and saying that even if the golden needle has the heart to rescue, he does not dare to bet on the lives of more than 300 people in Maoshan, not to mention that the golden needle is good at catching ghosts and arranging formations, and is not good at fighting with people's aura.

Yufu can't be counted on, the misunderstanding has been deep under the mistake, and he has returned to Hunan from the south before, and he should have already returned to the Chenzhou faction in the mountains at this time.

Iron Shoes is a crazy person, he doesn't have a permanent surname or a planned surname to do things, he may manage it when he meets him, and if he doesn't meet him, he may play something else, which is not reliable at all.

After thinking about it, Zuo Dengfeng could only smile bitterly and shake his head, his surname was weird, he acted perversely, and he was unkind to others, and it was logical that no one would save him when he was in trouble.

At this time, it was already the scorching summer season, Lie said that it was empty, everyone rested from time to time to enjoy the coolness, but no one sent him water to quench his thirst, and no one drove the carriage to the shade, Zuo Dengfeng was wearing a cotton robe, sweating under the Lie, his lips were dry and cracked, and he was extremely weak because he had not eaten, but the man's self-esteem did not allow him to beg for food and water from those people, he just sat quietly in the cage and thought, he was indeed thinking about things, but no one knew what he was thinking......