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"The immortal master Shouyuan is exhausted, if you choose the method of feathering, the body will be gray, and the soul will leave the body, floating like a flying feather, drifting with the waves in the aura of heaven and earth, and it will be a few months, and it will be hundreds of years before you can be reincarnated as a human. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 However, the soul is in the heavens and the earth, and it has been wandering for a long time, and it will inevitably be adversely affected, which will lead to an uncertain foundation and an unstable soul. In addition to making his cultivation qualifications worse, this matter will also lead to a low IQ! In terms of Yokoe's soul situation, he should have been a mentally retarded ......."

Bai Hua sighed, but his eyes were full of brilliance, and he said: "But on this Hengjiang, how can there be any signs of mental retardation?"

Chuan Zhen nodded again and again, and said in a deep voice: "Before, the blood was raining all over the sky, and he was trapped by the ghost king, and he actually saw through the ghost king's strategy in a few words. Later, he was trapped by people with stone prison charms, and came up with a strategy to hide in the blood rain and attack and kill him. Hengjiang's means can be described as a step-by-step strategy, and the wisdom is far-reaching. If Hengjiang is also mentally retarded, between heaven and earth, all living beings are stupid people without thinking!"

"If you want to blame him, it's because he's too smart to make up my mind. ”

Bai Hua sighed, pointed to the offering table in the hall, and said: "On that day, I brought him here and treated him with tea, but he didn't think twice, he drank it as soon as he picked it up, and he was not afraid that I would poison him! ”

"What do you mean by that?"

Chuan Zhen exclaimed: "Could it be that when he was trapped in the phantom array, he had already seen through the traces of life and death that the master was testing him?"

Bai Hua's face was expressionless, but his tone became deeper and deeper, and said: "This is exactly what I am worried about! I am afraid that he is too smart, and he has already seen through the many plans of the master and you and me, so he pretended to be a righteous and loyal person and the supremacy of faith and righteousness, but in the end he is a big traitor and a loyal person." ”

Chuan Zhen said: "The matter has come to this point, and it is useless to think more." You and I might as well follow him day and night, I don't believe it, and when he dies, he can still pretend!"

Bai Hua said: "That's all." ”

The two of them said no more, one left and one right, standing inside the temple gate, turning into two puppet boys.

Immediately, a flash of light flashed on the puppet's head, and two small figures the size of rice grains jumped out.

The villain's light flashed, like a spark streamer, straight into the ground, and came to the Youquan River Cave where Hengjiang retreated and cultivated, hiding in the dark, quietly peeping.

Hengjiang was practicing, and a feeling of discomfort suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Could it be that the two boys, Bai Hua and Chuan Zhen, are here?"

Hengjiang's expression was indifferent, as if nothing had happened, he continued to cultivate.

The days passed like this, Hengjiang practiced behind closed doors, and during this period, he had two more episodes of addiction, and he survived it.

Midsummer May.

Duanyang Day.

This day occupies a "yang" character, and there is a lot of yang energy between heaven and earth.

The food purchased from the Hengjiang River has almost been eaten, and only some dry food is left.

The people in the immortal sect are also human beings, and they also have to eat to their stomachs.

Hengjiang's physical condition is not as good as day by day, if in the following days, he only eats dry food, not vegetables and fruits, he is afraid that he will die soon.

"I don't know if the three bounties for killing me are still valid......"

Hengjiang did not wait for dawn, taking advantage of the moment when the stars and moon were not bright before dawn and he couldn't see his five fingers, he led the horse around the road and went down the mountain.

The mountain road was bumpy, and Hengjiang was torn on horseback so that his legs were numb, his whole body was sore, and his bones were about to fall apart.

Hengjiang didn't dare to ride too fast, and it wasn't until it was close to noon that he entered the Zhenshan market and led his horse.

"A few months ago, I had just entered the Taoist sect, and I was physically strong, and my arms had at least hundreds of pounds of strength. Today, the old man ......"

Yokoe faltered and walked very slowly.

Far and near, from time to time, someone will point fingers at Yokoe.

There are also some ordinary people who cast fearful and sympathetic eyes at Hengjiang.

Because Hengjiang is the dress of the disciples of the Xianmen, he is afraid.

Because Hengjiang is old and looks like he is dying, he sympathizes.

The deeper you walked into the bazaar, the more Immortal Sect disciples came and went.

Finally, a few Immortal Sect disciples stepped forward.

One of them, standing in front of Hengjiang, with a look of banter in his eyes, asked, "Dare to ask this old Taoist friend, what school and what school he is from?"

Old friends?

When Hengjiang heard this, his eyes were cold, but he didn't speak, only led the horse and bypassed these people.

He knew that the immortal disciple was definitely not concerned about him, but wanted to ask him about his origins, find out his news, and then add oil and vinegar to compile it, and treat him as a braggart and nonsense......

"If I call him an old Taoist friend, he will be unhappy, it's ridiculous! Look at his hair all white, his face is all around, and he walks crumblingly, I'm afraid he is eighty or ninety years old. ”

"It's clear that his life will not be long, but he still wears the clothes of a disciple of Xianmen, and runs to the market to hang around, which is really embarrassing for our Xianmen!"

"It's a pity that this old Taoist is very tight-mouthed and refuses to reveal the origin of the teacher. Otherwise, we only need to say this person's name, and make him disgraced. ”

Those Xianmen disciples followed Hengjiang for a while, and when they saw that Hengjiang completely ignored them, they felt bored, and only sneered a few words.

Hengjiang entered the vegetable market and bought some fruits and vegetables at random.

There was a child who was shopping for vegetables, and when he saw that Hengjiang picked up the fruits and vegetables, his palms were trembling slightly, so he took the initiative to help Hengjiang choose, "Immortal grandfather, let me help you." ”

Grandpa?

When Hengjiang heard this, his heart was sour, and he said: "Good boy, thank you, you don't need to help with this little thing, you can go about your own business." ”

The child carefully helped Hengjiang pick vegetables, and after picking them, he raised his head and said, "Immortal grandfather, can you accept me as an apprentice?"

The child's eyes were clear and full of anticipation.

This reminded Hengjiang of the years when he asked for immortals, and his heart moved.

He first looked at the child, then took a stack of books from the Qiankun bag, handed them to the child, and said, "These books will be given to you as a reward for you to help me pick vegetables." When you succeed in your studies, you will go to the Middle-earth Empire to participate in the Immortal Gate Examination, if you can be admitted and get the Immortal Fate, you can enter the Immortal Gate. ”

There are more than a dozen books, and they are up to a foot high.

The child was only seven or eight years old, and his strength was small, and he was holding the book very hard, his arms trembled again and again, and his face was red, but he refused to let go at all, as if the fairy fate was in his hand, and he disappeared without a trace as soon as he let go.

In the vegetable market, there was a large circle of people, pointing at the children.

A middle-aged man wearing armor in the army came out of the crowd, ran to the child's side, held the child in his arms, and then knelt down with a plop towards the Hengjiang, knelt down three times and knocked nine times, knocking his forehead full of blood, before he was willing to raise his head and shout: "Thank you Lord Monk for the book!"

Yokoe shook his head and turned away.

But the few Xianmen disciples who were standing in the distance and watched coldly smiled coldly, and one of them took out his whip and shook it in the wind, and the whip whistled and hit the child.

This situation made Hengjiang's heart angry.