"What?"

Wang Yao suddenly felt a chill all over his body for no reason, and a cold breath rushed straight from the soles of his feet to his head.

"Why?"

The girl raised her eyes and said, "Haven't you heard that sentence?" Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs. ”

"That's what you're based on?"

Wang Yao was slightly stunned, he thought that this girl had some other more important news.

"No, the dog here is not a derogatory meaning, but refers to the equal viewing of everything in the world by heaven and earth."

Wang Yao remembers that in Chinese class, the teacher used to talk about this.

The girl looked at Wang Yao with a little surprise: "I have some knowledge, but how do you know that heaven and earth will be equal?" ”

"If you were heaven and earth, would you want equality?"

"Aren't you cultivating immortals just to transcend the ordinary?"

"If you want to be superior to others, how can you demand that heaven and earth be equal to all people? If heaven and earth are equal to all people, then everyone should be mortals, or they should all be heavenly realm powerhouses, right? ”

Wang Yao was dumbfounded.

Seeing Wang Yao's violent reaction, the girl smiled slightly: "Haven't you always wanted to know who I am?" ”

"yes, I do want to know who you are."

In fact, Wang Yao, who is used to visions, doesn't care much about who this girl is, but the girl's words just now made Wang Yao deeply realize that the girl in front of him is probably not just an illusion.

"Actually, I'm nothing, and as you think, I'm just an illusion."

The girl said quietly.

Wang Yao smiled lightly: "Illusion will have such profound insights? I don't believe it. ”

There is no problem with Wang Yao's thoughts, illusions and illusions should essentially be seeing non-existent scenes, and if the so-called "non-existent scenes" still have their own profound insights, then this cannot be called an illusion.

The girl didn't argue too much with Wang Yao on this issue, but just looked up at the sky: "It's not impossible for you to think like this, this is your freedom." ”

"Of course, if you want to know why I say that, you can come with me."

Wang Yao looked at Xiaohu and then at the girl, in fact, he really wanted to leave with the girl, but no matter what, Xiaohu was more important, so Wang Yao paused for a moment and said cautiously: "I still don't go, it's important to save Xiaohu first." ”

The girl didn't seem surprised by this, nodded slightly, and slowly disappeared into the doorway.

Looking back, it was already obvious at this time that the energy of the round platform was much weaker, and Wang Yao hurriedly stepped forward.

At this time, Xiaohu was lying on the round platform, different from the comfort just now, and now it seems that Xiaohu's hair is shriveled, his nose is cold, his eyes are closed, and he seems to be in a coma.

Looking up, I saw that Xiaohu's soul was being chased and killed by several disciples of the Dark Hall at this time, and Xiaohu's soul was in danger.

"Dare to bully my little brother, how can this work!"

Wang Yao was furious, and according to the guidance of the tiger's eyes, he found the true bodies of the disciples of the dark hall who were chasing and killing the soul of the little tiger, and punched him hard like that disciple.

Bang!

The disciple chased Xiaohu well, and suddenly felt that his neck was crooked, and a sharp pain appeared out of thin air.

"Eh! It hurts me! ”

His soul was crying out in pain, but that soul couldn't see Wang Yao, let alone himself.

Rather than saying this, it is better to say that these souls don't even know that they are out of their bodies, but only feel a sharp pain appear out of thin air.

"Who! Who hit me! ”

The spirit was still looking around stupidly.

Wang Yao looked at his fist and found that his cultivation had really regressed badly, if it had been placed in the past, this punch would not have exploded this guy's head, and it would not be a problem to beat him with a blue nose and swollen face, but now, Wang Yao only felt that his fist was soft and weak.

Needless to say, this is the reason why the old ghost sealed his dantian.

But now Wang Yao also knows that this is not the time to dwell on this at all.

Wang Yao knew that the effect was average, so he punched the cultivator again.

"Who?"

The cultivator was annoyed and turned to his companion on the side: "Are you sneaking up on me?!" ”

"What?"

The cultivator on the side looked confused.

Wang Yao saw this scene and thought about it.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the cultivator continued to chase Xiaohu, but as soon as he left, he was punched again in the face for no reason.

"Bastard! It has to be you! ”

The cultivator angrily came to his companion beside him.

"Are you sick? Finding fault, isn't it? ”

The accomplice's face was also visibly displeased.

It's also true, anyone who is yelled at like this continuously and inexplicably will not feel good in their hearts.

The beaten cultivator was slightly stunned, and said in his heart, "Isn't it him?" ”

But just as he was about to turn back, there was a sharp pain on his face for no reason.

"Bastard! And say it's not you! ”

At this moment, the cultivator couldn't bear it anymore and punched his companion in the face.

Wang Yao looked at the two people who were scuffling on the ground, and laughed: "I didn't expect me to be like this!" ”

So, Wang Yao repeated his old tricks, and soon, the souls of almost all the disciples of the dark hall were scuffling with each other, and Xiaohu's souls were no longer chasing, and they could finally lie down and rest.

Wang Yao hurriedly reached out to catch Xiaohu's pulse, and found that the pulse was beating slowly, and it seemed to be about to stop at any time, and he was secretly shocked in his heart: "No, Xiaohu obviously doesn't have many external injuries, how can this be?" ”

Wang Yao lifted the tiger's eyes, and only then did he find that Xiaohu's soul was scarred, and it seemed that his soul was about to be scattered at any time.

This guy actually hurt his soul?!

"Not good."

Wang Yao's mind was spinning, and while using his internal strength to help Xiaohu heal, on the other hand, Wang Yao quickly took out a Divine Nourishing Pill obtained from the cultivator of Wutu Mountain and stuffed it into Xiaohu's mouth.

Cultivating God Pill Wang Yao knows that he can repair the divine soul, although it sounds very powerful, but in fact, the effect is not too good, at most it is only an auxiliary effect, so it is not a rare pill.

In an instant, Wang Yao felt a stream of heat flowing out of Xiaohu's mouth, and this heat flow ran in his body several times before flowing into Xiaohu's body.

"Uh-huh."

Xiaohu let out a muffled snort.

"Whew!"

Wang Yao breathed a long sigh of relief.

Xiaohu didn't have a soul after all.

He knew that it was because of his internal strength.

"It seems that this is the compatibility between my Tiger Skill and the Black Tiger Clan."

Wang Yao thought.

At this moment, his cultivation has fallen to the early stage of the human realm, about three or four times, although this cultivation is much lower than before, but he found a very strange point, that is, after he used the Tiger Evil Gong to help Xiaohu, his cultivation actually improved a little when the dantian was blocked!

"Excuse me?" Wang Yao looked at Xiaohu and then at himself, with a strange expression on his face.

"Could it be that if I want to improve my cultivation in the future, I have to double cultivate with this product?"