With a wave of his hand, the male disciple of Yu Lifeng performed a rain avoidance technique, and his body was not stained with rain, and he was as clean as before. But his face sank like water, looking at Su Xing, who was tied up in embarrassment and almost fell, but was staggering and stubbornly standing in the heavy rain.

The look on his face, if he was not mistaken, was still calm.

It's as if the other side is the winner.

There was a sense of irritability in his heart, and he roared angrily: "Bold, dare to pretend to be a real person, and a thief will eat me." ”

As he spoke, his palm faintly shone with fine iron light, and his palm was like a knife, and he actually cut a rain curtain and slashed straight towards Su Xing.

At the last moment, in front of Su Xing, a sharp bamboo shoot seedling suddenly broke through the ground, growing at an extremely fast speed, and a thin green bamboo was pulled out of the middle of the bamboo shoot seedling.

"Dang!"

The green bamboo could not block this blow, and the magic was that the green bamboo and his palms collided, as if gold and iron were striking. In the air, a few sparks splashed.

On a thick bamboo on the hillside, the face that had originally appeared gradually protruded, and then, a person walked out of the bamboo completely.

The same rain did not touch his body, and it fell lightly to the ground, and he didn't see him take a few steps, but he actually blocked in front of Su Xing. Dressed in a gray-green straight robe, with a light touch of his hand, the green bamboo that had just been born suddenly shrank downward, and in a few breaths, it turned into bamboo shoots and burrowed into the soil again.

"Ma Ziyu, stop." The gray-green-robed man spoke lightly.

"Senior Brother Yan? What do you mean. Ma Ziyu's face was cloudy, but he was still obedient and didn't make another move.

There is no other reason, the other party is the leader of Yu Lifeng's disciples on duty this month, one of Yu Lifeng's inner disciples.

Yan Changyi!

"When it comes to real people, don't be careful." Yan Changyi wore a gray-green straight-shirted robe, with a well-proportioned body, his head wrapped in a Tai Chi bun, and in the age of a weak crown, his face was ordinary, but he was quite generous.

"Senior Brother Yan, he ......" Ma Ziyu still wanted to argue about something.

However, Yan Changyi just glanced at him lightly.

Ma Ziyu was shocked, remembering the huge gap between the two of them in terms of identity and cultivation.

He was arrogant just now, and he was suddenly silenced, and bowed his hand and said:

"Obey my brother's orders."

Yan Changyi nodded lightly.

Ma Ziyu didn't dare to interfere anymore, pinched the trick in his hand, and the belt that bound Su Xing was instantly retracted.

Su Xing was drenched in heavy rain, and he stumbled twice with the force when he put away his belt, but he didn't fall after all.

"When it comes to real people, follow me up the mountain." Yan Changyi said lightly.

In the Dayu cultivation world, Jin Dan's real person status is respected, and almost all of them are elder-like existences in any sect.

If you become an elder, you can open the peak and teach disciples. But in fact, no sect dares to forcibly restrain Jindan Zhenren from passing down the Dharma and teaching disciples.

Therefore, in addition to the personal disciples personally accepted by Jin Dan Zhenren, they are extraordinary, and they can be called masters.

The remaining inner disciples and formal disciples can only be regarded as "registered disciples", even Yan Changyi usually only dares to be called "real people".

Of course, even if the real person does not teach at all. The sect has its own scripture pavilion to teach the Tao, and will also regularly arrange for the sages to teach the law. It is not uncommon for a disciple like Yu Lifeng and Senior Sister to teach apprentices for their masters.

And in the peak, if you have the opportunity to be favored by real people, it is a step to the sky.

It can be seen that as soon as Han Qiaozhi entered the sect, he was personally taken out of the customs by Jiedan Zhenren and accepted as an inner disciple, it is not as good as an accident, and he will definitely become a personal disciple in the future.

This is also why Pharmacist Wang is determined that only the Yanhan Peak where Han Qiaozhi is located is willing and able to save Su Xing.

Su Xing staggered and stood in the torrential rain, his body was already soaked, and the dust on his face was mixed with water droplets, and he was extremely embarrassed.

But he was not in a hurry to leave, but arched his hand and said:

"Senior Brother Rong will wait for me for a moment."

The sound was so small that it barely penetrated the rain curtains, but there was still a calmness.

The two disciples present were all cultivators, so of course they all heard it.

"Bold, Senior Brother Yan is willing to give you a chance to prove yourself as a thief, and you dare to delay."

However, Yan Changyi glanced at Su Xing for the first time, nodded and said, "But."

The two of them in the field did not touch a drop of rain, like the gods and goddesses.

And Su Xing was embarrassed, beaten by the heavy rain, but he didn't seem to realize it.

He shook his head and sat down on the rain-soaked floor.

"Ah....... Ha ha. A chuckle.

I don't know if it's the joy of escaping, or just the moment of relaxation, or the mockery of some people or fate.

Ma Ziyu saw that he was still laughing, and couldn't help but want to mock again, but seeing that Yan Changyi was just looking into the distance with the old god on the side, as if he was appreciating the heavy rain, he didn't dare to speak out in the end.

Su Xing sat in the rain, and the heavy rain was dense, like water splashing on his body.

There is no place on the body that is not painful, and there is no place where there is no cold. But his expression was indifferent, as if he was savoring the most embarrassing day of his life so far.

After gathering a little strength, he pulled a pair of scissors from his sleeve.

Slowly remove your top.

The rain was heavy and he moved slowly.

Holding the scissors in his hand, his hands trembled from the pain and weakness on his body, but with a firm momentum, he followed the feeling and swiped a slightly bulging bag on his back without hesitation.

The flesh broke open, and a stream of black blood ran down the skin, quickly blending into the rain and disappearing.

The surface of the skin where the aura had been suppressing most of the toxins was the only time he had time to deal with the wound now.

Otherwise, there is still an hour or so on the way up the mountain, and he may not be able to hold on and fall.

Moreover, since he has moved out of the power of Jindan Zhenren, presumably the other party will not even be able to wait for this little time.

Seeing Su Xing holding the scissors and slashing towards the second pustule, Ma Ziyu couldn't help but mutter:

"The poison of the crow's heart? How did you not fall until now......"

Yan Changyi, who was watching the rain from the sidelines, also turned his head and stared at Su Xing with interest.

In fact, the two of them had already seen that Su Xing's face was dark, and they were afraid that he was poisoned. But I didn't expect that the other party was actually the poison of the crow's heart that was almost insolable during the qi training period.

Su Xing had already cut through the three pustules on his back, held a spirit stone, absorbed the spiritual energy, and began to heal the wound at the same time.

He does not plan to deal with the leg injury for the time being, so as to avoid affecting his movement later. Anyway, after the back toxin is dealt with, there will be enough aura to suppress it temporarily.

A quarter of an hour later, Su Xing slowly opened his eyes, the rain was cold and biting, but he still slowly put on his shirt.

Brush back the hair that had been scattered on your face, and then wipe it on your face, touching the dust mixed with the rain.

A slightly blue, tired and weak face was revealed, but it was still extremely handsome. As if in response to Ma Ziyu's words just now, he replied softly:

"Some people are still alive, and I can't fall down."

"You ......" Ma Ziyu seemed offended and was about to reprimand.

Yan Changyi, who had been waiting for a long time, said lightly, "Since it doesn't affect the action, let me go." ”

"Yes." Su Xing bowed and saluted, followed behind soaking wet, passing by Ma Ziyu without even looking at the other party.