Turning his hands back, a faint beam of light gradually rose in his originally dead gaze.

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It was a thick autumn, and at this moment, the Nether Heaven was only surrounded by beacon fire and dust, and the sky was shrouded in blood mist.

The Heavenly Pillar is faintly bright, still trying to support the two lands. And just above the nether sky, beyond the sea of clouds, the sky is full of autumn colors, and the autumn sky is bright. The evening geese return to fly, and do not change the color of peace and harmony.

The eyes are full of red leaves in the twilight mountains, and there is no blood mist in sight. The haze stretches from the other side of the peaks to the other end of the dome.

Just before the night fell, a pair of bamboo canes and mango shoes, staggering unsteadily, slowly walked up to the outer cities and counties close to the pillar of heaven.

The loess road, which is not much different from the nether sky, has a lot of sand in the shoes of the comers. But he didn't stop at all, and he pressed forward with his stick, so that he didn't waste much time.

However, his physical strength was exhausted all the way, and his already weak body became even more tired and sore.

Bai Wujian came to the inn and found an empty table and reluctantly sat down. As soon as he touched the seat, his legs jerked through the joints.

"Hiss......" His face was distorted by the pain. Regulate your luck according to the law, and it will take a while to ease up.

It stands to reason that in such a state, he must not go any further.

Also considering physical factors, he planned to eat and rest here at first, and continue to set off overnight. But it seems that he is still looking for a carriage here to sit more securely.

Looking at the bustling crowd around him, Bai Wujian secretly digested the pain, and after a while, his face was as usual.

The store was busy taking care of other customers, although Bai Wuqian did not order food here, nor was he coaxed. After a while, he whispered to the shopkeeper and ordered a few simple meals.

Soon, a few light vegetarian dishes were served.

There are injuries in the body, and the cypress is not flawless, and it can't absorb the fish and the like. However, with only a bowl of white rice and a few vegetables in front of me, I felt that it was difficult to make up for the previous nutritional consumption.

But he was still hungry after all. Picking up the chopsticks, Bai Wuqian didn't care about anything else, swallowed like a refugee, most of the food was down, and most of the dishes were left with only some clear soup and little water.

After eating, Bai Wujian wiped his mouth, rested on the seat for a while, and wanted to pick up the wooden stick next to him and continue to hurry.

From here to Tingzhou, there are still three or two days to count the waterway. He couldn't afford to delay any longer.

However, just as he thought so, he turned back to grab the hand of the wooden stick, but he grabbed it empty.

The wooden stick that was still behind him just now is gone. Bai Wuqian was frightened, he was afraid that he would be taken away and burned by the shop, so he had to let them pay him a new one as soon as possible.

Turning his head again, he saw that there was indeed no stick of his own.

Bai Wujian staggered his legs and feet, leaning on the corner of the table to get up. But at this moment, a figure close to the back suddenly rushed into view.

The man was not far behind Bai Wuji, and he had already appeared here at some point. At this moment, he was holding a wooden stick horizontally in both hands, as if it was a crutch that Bai Wujian couldn't find.

However, when Bai Wujian saw the person's appearance, he didn't even recognize it carefully, and his pupils suddenly constricted.

With a "bang", Bai Wujian seemed to be frightened, his body lost his balance, and he fell backwards fiercely, and his shoulder blades hit the edge of the table. The heavy wooden table was pushed a few feet away with a "stinging" chirp.

But the moment he fell, the person in front of him immediately reached out and grabbed the crook of his arm.

The strength is neither light nor heavy, but it can just stabilize Bai Wuji's falling body. Bai Wujian was stunned for a moment, and then he relieved himself, silently propped up his waist, and took the wooden stick handed over by the man's other hand.

This uproar made many people around look sideways. Bai Wujian looked at the person in front of him, and then shook his head stiffly.

The man's eyes were as calm as water. He took out a little silver and threw it on Bai Wuji's table, then pulled him and walked away quickly.

The lights outside the store are sparsely lit, and the streets are lit with yellow light and shadow. Pedestrians are intertwined, and two people pass through their gaps, like fish in shallow water against the current.

The air is already a little cooler. By the time the lights dimmed, the breath he breathed had already wrinkled his nose slightly.

They are not slow. In other words, the speed of Lushan Ling is not slow. Bai Wujian held the wooden stick tightly, trembling his legs and silently followed, but even so, when he walked out of the city, his back was soaked with sweat.

The neat bluestone floor inside was replaced by yellow sand after leaving the city. Xiao Xiao's weeds in the distance shook their waists, and under the dew autumn night, they were as white as snow.

Fluttering fluffs, brushing over the city walls, twinkling under the stars and moon.

The two walked until they reached the base of the city wall, and the four fields were silent. The rustling of the wind fills the air, whispering like autumn insects in the ears.

"You...... How did it come? Bai Wuxian gasped for a moment and looked up and asked.

After all, Lushan Ling usually only lives in Tingzhou, and rarely comes out to roam. When he met him here this time, Bai Wujian was naturally very surprised.

Lushan Ling raised an eyebrow, but didn't speak immediately. His gaze was on Bai Wuji, and soon, he moved.

Twisting a piece of fluffy grass that rubbed against her cheeks, Lushan Ling took a step forward, and a little cyan light rose from her palm at the same time.

Suddenly, the soft fluffy grass instantly straightened, and after sending the internal force of Lushan Ling, the grass stems were immediately as strong as silver needles. Lushan Ling's eyes were quick, and he saw Bai Wuji's Taicang acupuncture points, and plunged into it.

The muscles and flesh are connected by blood, and Lushan Ling is cheering up at the same time, and a steady stream of true qi melts into Bai Wuji's body along a fluffy grass. Bai Wujian only felt a swelling all over his body, and a stream of oily true qi rose into his heart.

Qi flowed through his meridians, and soon penetrated his whole body. As Lushan Ling's true qi poured in, his meridians seemed to be tightly sucked by the fluffy grass, sucking every wisp of true qi that poured in.

As a disciple of Lushan Ling, Bai Wujian knew that this was his "Yuanmu Gong". Connect the two people's qi sea through plants and trees, and then achieve the effect of quickly repairing wounds and restoring vitality.

"You ......" he squinted, his lips struggling to open.

Lushan Ling ignored his words, and then pressed one hand down his throat.

Suddenly, the two Yuan Gong entered and exited, and suddenly dominated Bai Wuji's body. Bai Wujian only felt hot and sore in his throat, but he couldn't speak.

The uncomfortable feeling makes every second like a year. Bai Wujian held his breath, I don't know how long he was suffering, and gradually, the heat began to escape from his body.

The sweat evaporated from the surface of her body at the same time, and Lushan Ling withdrew one hand and slowly pulled out the blackened fluffy grass calmly.

At the moment when the grass was withdrawn, Bai Wujian fell to his knees weakly. He gasped for air, and even the tips of his hair were soaked in cold sweat.