After being silent for a while at the corpses of the two tiger demons, Zhang Fan gave a salute, and finally decided to take advantage of the fact that the effect of the Blood Burning Pill had not passed, first break the Five Elements Array, rescue Qiyue, and then talk about other things, otherwise when the effect of the medicine passed for a while, he couldn't save himself even if he wanted to, and he was lying on the ground and couldn't move, and he was afraid that he would not be able to protect himself.

Before walking to the entrance of the cave, he stretched out his hand to touch the light curtain at the entrance of the cave, Zhang Fan gathered his strength again, and swung out his right fist, still holding a verdant small sword in his fist, and the blade of the sword was exposed from between his fingers. His spiritual power was almost dry, and he couldn't release the spell, so he had to use the power of his flesh to try to shatter the Five Elements Array.

It's just that after condensing the strength to smash the light curtain three times, the light curtain only flickered slightly, and there was no sign of shattering. Looking at the light curtain, Zhang Fan looked at the right fist holding the sword, the effect of the Blood Burning Pill was about to end, and there were bursts of pain all over his body, and he was no longer able to break through the Five Elements Array.

Waves of pain and weakness struck, and the strong feeling of dizziness made Zhang Fan faint at any time. In desperation, Zhang Fan sat down with difficulty looking at the light curtain and the situation in the cave, exerting force with his right hand, with the help of divine consciousness and inner vision, he endured the pain all over his body to reset the bones of his left arm, and after a quarter of an hour, Zhang Fan, who was sore and unable to exert half of his strength, finally aligned the bones of his left arm, used a small sword and a branch beside him as a support, and finally fixed his left arm.

It's just that this battle has exhausted his energy, and as soon as he fixed his left arm, he immediately fell into a coma. Before falling unconscious, I faintly saw a small tiger slowly crawling out of the depths of the cave, it was a black tiger.

Zhang Fan, who was in a coma, finally lay down on the ground, frowning from time to time on his resolute face, obviously not calm in the coma, at this time his patched white robe was ragged again, and there were blood marks on his naked feet.

Finally, in the passage of time, an old man fell from the sky, saying that the old man may be a little too old, and his age seems to be only about fifty, which is the time of high spirits, but this person does not look high-spirited when he wears it. Wearing hemp shoes under the gray cloth linen clothes, the hair bun is fixed with a peach hairpin, and the dust is whisked in one hand, and the chin has a short beard, which is actually a monk and cultivator.

But seeing this person walking in front of Zhang Fan, he squatted down and looked at Zhang Fan's barely fixed left arm, his brows furrowed slightly under the sweep of his divine sense, and then his left hand stretched out, and the aura fluctuation in his hand swept across Zhang Fan's left arm, and reconnected the left arm to the bone forging. Then he flipped his wrist and took out a bottle of elixir and stuffed it into Zhang Fan's mouth, and with a flip of his wrist, a ball of spiritual power was punched out to help Zhang Fan dissolve the medicinal power.

After that, he looked at the little black tiger who was touching the light curtain back and forth in the cave, and Qiyue, who was still lying on the ground, and leaned forward with his palm on the stone wall outside the cave, and the light curtain of the Five Elements Array disappeared directly, and the little tiger fell from the light curtain to Zhang Fan's feet.

The Taoist didn't move forward, but still used his divine sense to probe Qiyue's body, and saw that he was only unconscious, so he waved his hand again, and a ball of spiritual power hit Qiyue's neck. Then the Taoist stepped aside and sat cross-legged, as if waiting for the two to wake up.

Finally, Qiyue was the first to wake up, look at the surrounding environment, and not be surprised, and then saw the Taoist meditating outside the cave, and Zhang Fan lying on the side. There was a whimper of animals in my ears.

Qi Yue straightened the messy hair on her sideburns, got up and saluted the Taoist, "Thank you for the grace of the Daoist." I wonder if I'm okay with my fellow travelers. ”

The Taoist opened his eyes and looked at Qiyue and said, "You are cultivating the Ming Jade Gong of the Hehuan Sect, but you are a disciple of the Hehuan Sect?" ”

Qiyue saw at a glance that he was cultivating the exercises and muttered for a while before continuing: "Hui Dao Chief, the little girl is indeed a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, and my master is Zongsheng. ”

When the Taoist heard Qiyue's words, he seemed to fall into a memory, and only said after a while: "Zong Sheng, I haven't seen you for many years, I didn't expect that little guy to accept an apprentice, time flies." Then he looked at Qiyue and continued: "Who is this little doll on the side, and how did you come here." ”

Qi Yue heard that the Taoist in front of him actually knew his master, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he told Zhang Fan about sending him back to the sect and the reason why he wanted to return to the sect.

Only then did the Taoist stroke his beard and said: "I see, it is really rare for this kid to do so much for a promise, and he is the disciple of Situ Nan's old bastard, this is indeed the right temper." No wonder. ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to Zhang Fan, a little aura was like a thorn, and he clicked on Zhang Fan's naked feet, and then said: "Boy, you are honest, you should get up when you wake up." ”。

Zhang Fan felt a pain in his feet, and immediately got up and saluted the Taoist with one hand, and then said: "Under Zhang Fan, thank the Taoist for saving his life." It's just that the white shirt he was wearing at this time, which was originally patched and patched, was now torn everywhere again, and a big bag rose on the top of his foot, which he was not wearing shoes on.

The tattered clothes and the fact that one hand can move, although they are saluting, they really can't see the appearance of a salute.

The Taoist looked at Zhang Fan and sighed lightly before saying, "You are not like your master at this point, your master Situ Nan can't do this kind of thing." That guy will only be hard to the end, but he can't bend and stretch, you're good. After speaking, he got up, and held Zhang Fan and Qiyue up with a wave of dust, and then said: "Come back to my cave with me first, treat you, and then you can go." After speaking, he was going to leave with Zhang Fan and the others.

Zhang Fan hurriedly stopped Daodao: "Dao Chief, I promise the tiger demon to take care of its children, you can see if you can bring the little tiger with you, and by the way, let me bury the two tiger demons." ”

The Taoist turned his face to look at Zhang Fan and asked with a puzzled face, "Why is this?" ”

Zhang Fan hurriedly said the agreement with the tiger demon during the final battle, and talked about the final blow, the tiger demon had caught his wrist, but in the end, he was willing to die because of the child's future.

The Taoist couldn't help but take a long breath and said: "It's actually a tiger demon with affection and righteousness, loyal to his wife and caring for his children, but he is cruel to himself." People are so late, you go, bury this pair of tiger demons and let's go. After saying that, there was another wave of dust, and the three of them fell to the ground.

Zhang Fan stood on the flat ground, and then walked towards the two tiger demons. At this time, next to the two tiger demons, the little tiger with a dark body licked the hair of his parents affectionately from time to time. Who said that the tiger had no intention.

Zhang Fan looked at the little tiger in front of him and sighed, how should he treat it in the future, he killed its parents, and fed it to grow up, and he will know how to choose what happened when he grows up in the future.

couldn't think of something he couldn't understand, Zhang Fan could only sigh more and more, and then grabbed the little tiger, threw it to Qiyue and said, "You look at it first, I'll bury these two tiger demons first." ”

After speaking, he waved the small sword, injected the little spiritual power that had just recovered, cut out a grave pit on the ground, buried the two tiger demons inside, and then dragged the grinding stone-sized stone from a distance to carve a tombstone. Just looked at the grave in front of him, thinking about the origin of the matter, looking at the tombstone and not knowing how to write, and finally only wrote a few words about the tomb of the tiger brother and wife.

Seeing that Zhang Fan was busy with things, the Taoist waved the dust again, picked up the three of them and flew towards a stone wall.

After passing through the stone wall, there is a wide mountainside outside, and then you fly to the top of the mountain, which is actually a fantasy land.

During the flight, Zhang Fan couldn't help asking: "How do you call the Taoist chief, and how do you recognize the family teacher." He wanted to find out whether the other party was friend or foe, and although it seemed to be a friend now, it didn't necessarily mean that he didn't have bad intentions.

The Taoist looked at Zhang Fan and said: "The poor Dao Fuyun Mountain people are friends and not enemies with your master, and you ask your master when you turn around." After speaking, he stopped saying a word and continued to fly towards the top of the mountain with the two of them.

To be continued...