readx; The drunken old man held Ling Xiaoxiao for a flash, and appeared in a bamboo house in the blink of an eye, a bamboo bed in the middle of the bamboo house, a small cabinet against the wall, and nothing else. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Putting Ling Xiaoxiao on the bamboo bed, the drunken old man began to carefully examine them, those small abrasions and cuts were not serious, and the shoulders and upper arms were only flesh wounds, but the blood loss was serious, and they were all easy to deal with. The real serious injury in the back is the shallow sword, which contains a lot of poison.

"With so many kinds of poisons, who has offended this kid, he is so narrow-minded, and he has such a heavy hand on ordinary people. The drunk old man touched his chin, his expression was disdainful of disdain that did not match the language, it was obvious that he did not take this "no antidote" in his eyes. Covering his hand on Ling Xiaoxiao's back, the white light on his hand flashed, with the wound as the center, Ling Xiaoxiao's back instantly became black and purple, and the color slowly contracted towards the wound, while the wound slowly oozing out a black-purple unknown liquid, and then condensed into powder.

The drunk old man pursed his lips in boredom, and with a wave of his hand, a colorless jade bottle quickly flew in, and the mouth of the bottle was aimed at Ling Xiaoxiao's wound, and the black and purple powder was sucked in. While slowly treating Ling Xiaoxiao's other wounds, he said to himself, "You can't deal with such a simple poison, these two waste eggs." ”

The wound that could have been treated in an instant with a wave of his hand was delayed by him for half an hour before it was bandaged. The drunk old man wiped the sweat on his head, he hadn't used pure physical strength to treat people for too long, and suddenly the cat was still not used to it for so long. Look at Ling Xiaoxiao again, the upper body statue has just been dug up from Egypt, covered with bandages, and there are a few pieces of white cloth scattered on his legs, but he has not suffered many injuries.

The drunk old man smiled evilly, obviously deliberately wrapping Ling Xiaoxiao like this, thinking about how she woke up and found that her body had been seen by a man, she was excited, and when the time came, as long as she was coerced and enticed, she could be taken under her own door with a little coercion and temptation...... The drunk old man touched his chin and couldn't help laughing.

At this time, someone outside the door cautiously shouted: "Master?" is Aoyun.

Disturbed by the crookedness, the drunk old man coughed twice angrily, pretended to be unfathomable, and said, "Come in." ”

Aoyun was followed by Pan Tao, and the two of them waited outside for nearly half an hour, when they suddenly heard a creepy laugh in the room, both of them were a spirit. With permission, Aoyun walked up the steps and was about to open the door, when he heard the shouting inside: "Hey, hey, wait a while!" After a while, the inside said indifferently: "Come in." Aoyun's brows jumped, there was still no expression on his face, and he muttered in his heart what to pretend, who in the entire Heavenly Sect doesn't know what kind of goods you are.

"Master, Pan Tao has arrived. Aoyun saw that there was an extra white curtain in the room at some point, but he didn't see where Ling Xiaoxiao was, and he understood in his heart that girls also had to take off their clothes to heal their wounds, so how could they be placed in front of a few men in a grand manner, it must be covered behind the white curtain.

Pan Tao trembled and bowed, "I don't know what the seniors have to call the juniors to recall?"

The drunk old man didn't talk nonsense, and said straight to the point: "The little ...... you sent What is the origin of the son? Tell me how much you know, how much you say. ”

Pan Tao hurriedly took out a stone from his arms, on which there were two green lines, he stroked the lines, the green light flashed, and the voice of the Heavenly King came out: "Pan Tao, hurry to Beichuan and quickly escort a seriously injured disciple back to Tianzong." This son is a genius of the ages, and there must be no mistakes!

Pan Tao stood with his hands solemn, still trembling, and said, "The younger generation only knows so much......

The drunken old man snorted, pointed to the stone and said, "If I don't go down the mountain for many years, I don't know anything?" This broken stone can only carry a brief message, and you must have a letter in your hand that records the origin and experience of this little ・・・・・・." Take it out. ”

Pan Tao shuddered, and while covering his hands on his chest, he reminded him: "This is a ...... left to the sect master" The drunk old man glared, and Pan Tao immediately became honest.

After taking the envelope, the faint purple light flashed, the seal was automatically opened, and the calm voice of the Heavenly King came out - Xiao Lingzi, now fifteen years old, the second child of the Beichuan Rest Inn in the Zeli Continent, the birth date is unknown, the family is unknown, and the specific name is unknown. Good qualifications, nature, forehead, affection, indecision.

The following is what happened between him and Xiao Lingzi during this time, from the first encounter with righteousness and courage to death threats and later sitting in the referee's seat together, and the attack on his friends, everything was said in detail, and even the bloody head of the two of them who were scolded was said, with a calm tone and no shame at all.

After listening to it, the drunk old man sighed twice: "I went out for a trip, my ability is not long, and my skin is much thicker." The white-haired and white-bearded man was taught a lesson by a child, and he was still so calm, tsk, tsk. ”

Pan Tao was speechless for a while, you still specially beckoned me back, and you completely focused on the wrong point, okay! Isn't what you want is Xiao Lingzi's origin! Compared to Pan Tao, Ao Yun seems to be much calmer, after all, his own master himself knows - he has this virtue, and he has already memorized it in his heart.

The drunk old man didn't seem to notice Pan Tao's expression, squinted and said with a smile: "Then what happened on the way you escorted her, let's hear about it?"

Pan Tao is another spirit, his master Elder Rui Ge said that there must be nothing good about the drunken elder's expression, if you see him like this, then how far and how far you can run! But where can Pan Tao run now? I have to finish the book, including Xiao Lingzi is an incomplete man, including that he was sarcastically he did not dare to skip it, but when he told this paragraph, he was wilted, like a frosted eggplant.

Sure enough, the drunk old man didn't pay attention to the point, patted his legs and laughed, and his image was no longer maintained: "Fart attribute?hahahaha, it's really hard for her to think of it!hmm...... It's like, it's like! Think of your master's old woman swallowing and spitting fart...... Hahahaha......"

Zheng was smiling, his eyes flashed, and his laughter stopped suddenly: "Yes, my temper is my apprentice." ”

When Pan Tao heard this, he almost jumped up: "Senior, the sect master has not ...... yet"

"Aoyun, take him to find an empty room to live in, and treat his injuries by the way, I think he seems to be not lightly injured, he may have to live for ten days and a half months, don't slack off. "The drunk old man didn't listen to what Pan Tao said at all, and he didn't care, who would dare to grab the apprentice that I was drunk on? Of course, the premise is that Ling Xiaoxiao has become his apprentice, if he lets this peach go back so early, stabs the news to the dead old woman, and then stabs it to Nie Yuanfeng, then this mouthful of fat may not be able to eat in his mouth.

He looked at Pan Tao and continued to smile and said, "Don't think about it, no matter who her apprentice is, isn't she a disciple of the Heavenly Sect? As for you, stay with me for a few days first, don't worry, you don't have to worry about food and clothing. Shrewd. ”

Pan Tao couldn't imagine that there were still such shameless and lawless people in the Heavenly Sect! If he was all messing around in the past, then what was this matter today? Completely ignoring the sect master! Even if he was hundreds or thousands of years older than the sect master, shouldn't he be proud of his identity and not participate in the affairs between the juniors? Even if he really wanted this apprentice, as long as the sect master gathered all the elders to choose a teacher for Xiao Lingzi, who could say a word about it? Why bother to do such a thing now!

Just as they were about to say something more, suddenly a muffled snort of extreme pain and weakness came from behind the curtain of confession, and the three of them were stunned. The drunk old man reacted the fastest, and disappeared in place in an instant, leaving only the curtain to shake slightly. Pan Tao heard that it was Xiao Lingzi's voice, and he was about to rush in, but was stopped by Aoyun: "When Master heals people, he doesn't like others to be on his side. ”

Pan Tao didn't know that Xiao Lingzi was a woman, but he did, so no matter how worried Pan Tao was, he resolutely refused to let him go.

There was only a curtain of cloth, but here it was a different scene.

Ling Xiaoxiao's back was no longer black and purple, and the jade bottle still seemed to be sucking something hard. But her skin was fiery red, like a piece of burning charcoal, her eyebrows were tightly twisted together, her teeth were clenched, and her body muscles were twitching, apparently in great pain. But apart from the muffled snort just now, there was no sound.

The drunk old man was a little surprised, but this was all a trivial, he quickly put away the jade bottle and stuffed the mouth of the bottle, put it on Ling Xiaoxiao's wrist, only to feel that it was hot in his hand, and almost removed his hand, busy stabilizing his mind, but when he diagnosed the pulse, he seemed to forget that there was a piece of fire coal under his hand, he only hated and cursed something, and said in a lost voice: "Burning Heart Wood!"

Outside the curtain, the clouds were shocked.

Burning Heart Wood, formerly known as Split Core Wood, got its name for its vigorous vitality. Although it is woody, it is a fire attribute, not a poison, nor a good thing, the compatibility is very poor, it will heat up when it is provoked by external forces, and it is not valued by people who practice martial arts, and it has the shortcomings of scarce quantity and slow growth, and it has almost become the most annoying one in the plant world. And no matter which part of it is, it takes root when it lands, and it is three feet in circumference, and not a single inch of grass grows. As it grows, the area of bare soil will increase, and when it grows, there will be no more living creatures in a radius of 100 miles.

It was not a good thing, but it was favored by people with a heart, and when cooking, a little cut into it, without an open flame, the rice was cooked in a short time, and it can be used repeatedly. Later, he was learned by the traveling doctor, so he used this method to boil medicine, the effect was surprisingly good, and it slowly spread, causing the burning heart wood to be almost extinct for a period of time, and the major sects and families tried their best to make a branch and a half branch in case of future troubles.

Later, some people found that after surviving the medicine, there will be a little residual medicinal property in the burning heart wood, and the more times it is, the greater the medicinal properties, but unfortunately this discovery was not used in the right way, but was used as a medium for poisoning. But the refining process is far more complicated than boiling medicine. All living beings are spiritual, and they know how to seek advantage and avoid harm, so when a small piece of burning wood is thrown into the poison, it suddenly pops out, and the heat burns a hole in the ground, and by the time people take it out, it has already burned itself into charcoals. Therefore, these people with ulterior motives can only take their time and increase the amount of poison in turn, until this small piece of burning heart wood is full of poison. It's a long process.

Like this piece of Ling Xiaoxiao, it is so rich in poisons, I don't know if it is the work of several generations.

When Ling Xiaoxiao was stabbed at that time, due to the restraining of the golden wood's attributes, the toxicity in the Burning Heart Wood did not come into play immediately, but waited until the golden qi was exhausted. The long-term tempering had fused the Burning Heart Wood with the poison, so when the poison occurred, the Burning Heart Wood did not heat up, until the drunken boss meant that Ling Xiaoxiao dispelled the poison.

"Aoyun, hand over that Pan Tao to Canghai to watch, you go to the garden to pick three heart-burning leaves!"