When Jiang Renbao walked out of the gate of the Holy Courtyard on the way to the refugee residence, he saw the back of a person who had once frightened him, as if it was ......

Chen Hanzhi!

Jiang Renbao couldn't help but stop, looking at Chen Hanzhi, who was also rushing to the refugee residence, only to see that he was carrying two large buckets in both hands, which were full of water, but his steps were extremely light.

Jiang Renbao couldn't help blurting out "cousin".

At first, Chen Hanzhi didn't react, but after running more than ten steps, he suddenly felt that this voice was a little familiar and disgusting.

He stopped and turned his head to look.

"Jiang Renbao?" Chen Hanzhi was surprised when he saw the other party's face clearly, but when he noticed that Jiang Renbao was wearing the costume of the Holy Courtyard, the surprise in his eyes turned into suspicion.

Chen Hanzhi shook his head and turned to leave.

"You recognize the wrong person, right?" Lu Yiming looked at Chen Hanzhi who was leaving, then at Jiang Renbao, and asked.

"Impossible, my cousin, can I still admit my mistake?" replied Jiang Renbao as he chased after him.

"People don't know you, what kind of relatives do you say you recognize!" Ye Kongxuan interjected, glanced at Lu Yiming, and followed Jiang Renbao's pace.

Chen Hanzhi's pace is not fast, but the span is very large.

"He's also a physical cultivator?" Lu Yiming glanced at Jiang Renbao questioningly.

"I don't know!" Jiang Renbao didn't deliberately approach, he estimated in his heart that the reason why Chen Hanzhi refused to recognize each other was because he felt that he shouldn't appear in the Ancient Holy Land.

"Your cousin, don't you know what kind of cultivator he is?" Lu Yiming complained.

"......" Jiang Renbao felt that Lu Yiming's personality should be bad and not much worse, but this mouth ...... From the first time the two met, it was really damaged.

Seeing that Jiang Renbao didn't answer, Lu Yiming said again: "Since you are a relative, you must have the appearance of a relative, if I want you to run up and hug me directly." Now he is following in such a step, like being a thief!"

"That's it!" Ye Kongxuan added with the same feeling.

Jiang Renbao couldn't help but sigh deeply when he saw the two of them coming and going, and kept squeezing him, and said, "Our two families had a deep contradiction before, and the last time I saw him, I was still a person who was powerless and didn't know how to cultivate. He can't believe it!"

It is indeed as Jiang Renbao thought.

At this time, although Chen Hanzhi couldn't see anything behind him, if he looked at it head-on, his face was covered with countless question marks, "Is it Jiang Renbao? Why is he here? And he is still a disciple of the Ancient Sacred Academy? When did he understand cultivation? Last time, I didn't kill him with that punch? But obviously I feel that his aura has slowly disappeared?"

Chen Han thought about it before and after, and finally a scene suddenly appeared in his head.

At that time, he knew that he might kill Jiang Renbao, and knew that people's words were terrifying, and one day they would reach his mother's ears. So he finally couldn't hold it back a few days later, ran home from Xianmen and took the initiative to admit his mistake, knelt in front of his mother and confessed everything.

After her mother Jiang Yuhe learned about it, she picked up her arms and beat her without saying a word.

Chen Hanzhi was beaten back that day, if his father hadn't rushed back in time, I am afraid that his life would not be guaranteed.

After that, her mother went to Jiang Wuyan's house, but when she came back, she was full of smiles and did not see a trace of sadness, and even changed Chen Hanzhi's medicine to recuperate.

Chen Hanzhi didn't dare to ask, but thought that his mother Jiang Yuhe felt sorry for himself.

Now that I think about it, it should be that Jiang Renbao is not dead.

Thinking of this, Chen Hanzhi couldn't help but feel a little jealous in his heart, his own son's weight in his mother's heart was unexpectedly inferior to Jiang Renbao's little dog thief.

Thinking about it, Chen Hanzhi still refused to believe that this Jiang Renbao was that Jiang Renbao, even though he heard a "cousin".

Chen Hanzhi only regarded it as his own auditory hallucination.

Thanksgiving!

This word is a word that his mother taught him from when he was sensible when he was a child.

Now, he is using his actions to thank the Ancient Holy Land for helping them.

In just two days, that kind of thrilling and life-threatening incident occurred, which made Chen Han's heart palpitate.

The Water Moon Immortal Sect was lucky, because of its strict discipline, no one went to ask Lu Zhao for the "Holy Fruit", and because the senior sister who led the team was at the peak of the Nine Levels of the Profound Realm and was not separated from them, those lifelines that could split and breed did not cause them harm.

However, I never expected that after avoiding the first day of junior high school, not the fifteenth, no one expected that there would be problems with today's drinking water and food.

At this time, in the entire Shuiyue Immortal Sect, except for Chen Hanzhi, who did not feel unwell because of his special physique, the rest of the senior sisters and junior sisters all had uncomfortable symptoms of different sizes.

Fortunately, the Pavilion Master of the Immortal Spirit Pavilion of the Holy Courtyard has developed a life-saving formula, as long as the water and the formula spiritual liquid are mixed according to a certain amount, they can save people's lives.

Because the refugees are not cultivated and have no defense against this plague, and someone will lose their lives a few moments later, so the refugees are naturally ranked first.

However, many people in Xianmen don't think so, they feel that their lives are thousands of times more expensive than the lives of refugees, so some of them start to make trouble, and some of them watch from the wall, "If you don't save me, don't want me to help!"

Some of the elders and disciples in the outer courtyard were busy calming the mood of the refugees, some were confronting those noisy immortal sects, and some of them were poisoned by the hanging lifeline, although they did not lose their lives, but they were all bedridden.

Therefore, Chen Hanzhi felt that he had to do something.

So, he joined the team that went to the inner courtyard to carry water.

The bucket was held very steadily in Chen Hanzhi's hand, not a drop of water was splashed, and Chen Hanzhi was very satisfied with his control of strength and speed.

Originally, he only had a second-grade qi refining, but he was actually caught by the ancestor who had been in retreat for hundreds of years by the Shuiyue Immortal Gate, and told him, "Your physique is a 'Xuanyu Body' that is rare for a thousand years!

After that, the ancestor provided him with the best cultivation conditions and exercises suitable for the "Xuanyu Body", and in just half a year, Chen Hanzhi's refining body actually reached the Hinayana double primary. When fighting against the senior sister of the Nine Grades of Qi Refining in the door, both strength and speed are not far behind.

Soon, Chen Hanzhi came to the place where the refugees lived.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Chen!" said the disciples who came to support from the inner courtyard smiled.

"Everyone's wishes are the same now, there is nothing to thank or thank!" Chen Hanzhi poured two buckets of water into the water tank, and the water surface was just level with the tank.

Chen Hanzhi looked at the senior brother of the inner courtyard with a smile, and the senior brother of the inner courtyard also looked at Chen Hanzhi with a smile.

However, after a moment, both smiles stopped.

"Senior brother, why don't you pour the spiritual liquid into the tank?" Chen Hanzhi pointed to the water tank and asked.

"Senior Brother Zhuo didn't give me the spiritual liquid......

"What about Senior Brother Zhuo?" Chen Hanzhi couldn't help but feel anxious, and his face sank slightly.

Hello!

An old man covered in blood appeared beside the two of them, his face gloomy.

I saw that he didn't say a word, poured the small bottle in his hand, and dripped a few drops of emerald green spiritual liquid into the water tank.

"Pavilion...... Pavilion Master?" the inner courtyard disciple looked at Li Dongshan in front of him incredulously.

"What are you doing in a daze! Hurry up and give it to the villagers to drink! As long as you don't lose your breath, you must drink it! If you refuse to drink it, you have to pour it down for me by pinching his neck!" Li Dongshan was extremely angry at the defection of his beloved disciple Zhuo Bufan, and he was simply furious.

I'm really blind!

Li Dongshan hated to poke his eyes blind and be blind from now on.

But now saving talents is the most crucial, so he had no choice but to have a gloomy face and scold the disciple of the Immortal Spirit Pavilion.

Fortunately, Li Dongshan still had a bottle of spiritual liquid in his hand.