The island is not cool in autumn, the sky is clear for several days, and even the sea water is hot. Because the weather was too hot, Ling Zhan didn't go to the sea for the past few days, and searched all over the island to pick some fruit to satisfy his hunger.

Look at the other people on the island, the rich have put an ice basin in the back house, and the wind through the hall carries the coolness of ice cubes, which lingers in the house, just like the usual autumn day.

When Ling Zhan saw it, he couldn't help muttering twice in his heart, blaming the old man on crutches for killing him and taking away his storage ring. The clothes on my body have been worn for more than ten days, they are dirty and rotten, and I haven't had time to wash them all the way.

"His grandmother's, it's really a dead father! This old man on crutches is really haunted, another day I will restore my cultivation, and I will definitely throw his broken body into the sea to feed the fish!"

Ling Zhan hid in the shade of a big tree, kept panting, wiped the sweat on his body with his sleeve, and then took out the other small iron can around his waist, opened it and poured two mouthfuls of fresh water with his neck tilted.

After coming to this island for half a month, in order to avoid the pursuit of the old man in black, Li Xingchen, Ling Zhan desperately fled in all directions, and accidentally found that this small island was very large, and there were many original residents. However, these people are all ordinary people and don't know how to cultivate.

That day, Ling Zhan was swept away by the waves and washed directly to the other side of the island, thinking that he was temporarily safe and could return to the mainland by boat another day, but he didn't expect the old lame man with crutches to appear around immediately. Ling Zhan's six senses were sensitive, and he immediately fled from this place when he smelled the smell of danger.

Now Ling Zhan's dantian knowledge sea is closed, except that his strength is greater than that of ordinary people, he is no different from ordinary people. In addition to the sandy beaches, the island is covered with bushes and very few large forests. Fortunately, every few kilometres, there is a settlement of villagers. Ling Zhan once infiltrated the villagers' homes and wanted to ask for their help, but found that they did not understand the language, and they regarded themselves as evil spirits and wanted to tie themselves up and sacrifice to the sea god!

Later, Ling Zhan managed to escape from the villagers' homes with great difficulty, and stole a lot of food and clothes from them. In the days that followed, Ling Zhan saw that these indigenous residents no longer took the initiative to speak, and only at night would they sneak into their homes to steal fresh water and food.

The island looked huge, and according to Ling Zhan's estimates, there were at least 100,000 indigenous inhabitants. However, Ling Zhan did not find out where the fresh water source on the island was, and when he wanted to drink water, there were only two ways, one was to go to the residents' homes to steal water, and the rest could only lie on the coconut trees and eat coconuts.

After running for more than ten days, Ling Zhan found that no matter how he escaped, the old man in black would find him, as if he had left a mark on his body, and as long as the old man wanted to come, he would immediately find his coordinates.

However, the old man found Ling Zhan, but he didn't come close, and deliberately let Ling Zhan know that he had come, leaving Ling Zhan enough time for him to make his next escape.

"Damn, it's really evil, isn't this old man going to take me back to the holy land of the Soul Eater Sect? What are you doing playing cat and mouse games with me all day long, Lao Tzu is really fed up!"

After only two sips of water, the tin can was empty, the sun was shining overhead, exuding dazzling sunlight, Ling Zhan stretched out his tongue and licked his dry lips, and after a while, he felt that his throat was itchy again, and the whole person was thirsty.

"It's not a way to go on like this, you have to deal with this dead old man completely. ”

Ling Zhan turned around and saw Li Xingchen limping to the bushes with a cane, and seeing the old man's black clothes that had not changed for thousands of years, Ling Zhan felt sick in his heart. A good old man, he has to wear a mask, like a dead pervert, could it be that he has grown a bitch face, and he is a dead eunuch?

"No, I think I'd better get out of here first!" Ling Zhan got up with difficulty, pinned the tin can back to his waist, supported the ground with one hand, and supported the tree with the other, and quickly lowered himself after getting up, hiding in the low bushes. Just bent over and ran, walking hundreds of meters in a row, Ling Zhan felt that he was too tired.

"Anyway, this old man will find himself, so what am I going to run!"

Ling Zhan stopped and told himself to stop deceiving himself. Now he is an ordinary person, and he can't escape. What's more, this old man is still Wu Ji, a figure even more awesome than the Wood King!

However, Ling Zhan was a little puzzled. This old man on crutches also has a helper, the man named Xie Tian returned to Dengxiantai, ready to absorb the Dao of the Golden Pot, it stands to reason that although the two of them are not in harmony, they have a common task and have the same interests. Now that more than half a month has passed, why haven't you seen that person come over to join the old man, could it be that Xie Tian died in Dengxiantai?

Thinking about it, Ling Zhan felt that his idea was very reasonable.

Although I have never seen the Heaven and Earth Tribulation of Dengxiantai, I know that it is very powerful when I hear the name, and there are also four martial masters there, so there should be no problem in dealing with a blue-clothed Xie Tian.

"I don't know how the master is now, has he succeeded, and has he been promoted to the ranks of martial arts?"

Ling Zhan began to run again, his steps getting faster and faster, and he followed the bushes to a hill where the grass and trees were scarce, and scattered stones were scattered all over the mountain. Ling Zhan climbed all the way. Halfway up the mountain in the scorching sun, there was a sudden flash in front of him, and Flash's mind went blank for a moment, and he almost let go of his hand holding the stone and fell off the mountainside.

Ling Zhan's eyes were shaken by the bright light, and he was about to knead his eyes, but the soles of his feet slipped, and the whole person almost slipped down the mountain, just one hand forcefully grasped a raised stone. The stone was very sharp, and when Ling Zhan grabbed it with his right hand, it was cut, and the warm blood dripped down and ticked down Ling Zhan's cheek.

Ling Zhan stretched out his tongue to lick the blood, the fishy smell made him grit his teeth, and his two feet slowly groped in mid-air, but there were no stones on either side, and his feet couldn't step on the ground. It took a long time for Ling Zhan to hold back the pain in his eyes and slowly open his eyes to look around. At this time, he was on a cliff, his body hanging in midair, and when he looked down, it was all stones.

"Damn, when I came, this was obviously a hill, but now it has become a cliff, and the drop is so big, it must be that dead cripple who used mana!"

Ling Zhan greeted the eighteenth generation of the old man's ancestors tens of thousands of times in his heart, and after scolding, he was still angry, and was ready to greet his son and daughter again. I found that my right hand was bleeding too much and was a little paralyzed, so I let go of this thought, and slowly approached the raised stone with my other hand, preparing to continue climbing.

Now people really have to bow their heads under the eaves, and they can't help anything, it's all up to the old man to toss himself as much as he wants.

"No, if it goes on like this, don't say that after ten years of cultivation to become a martial artist and subdue Bing Gota, according to this situation, it is a question whether he can survive today!" Ling Zhan hated in his heart, he obviously had no grievances or hatred with this old man, why did he treat himself like this!

However, as soon as Ling Zhan's storage ring was taken away by the old man, he also realized a problem. I have cultivated all the way, and it has been really smooth, and I haven't encountered any decent trouble on the road of the road. Now when I meet this difficult old man, I torture myself indecently, I really shouldn't be.

At this time, Ling Zhan used both hands at the same time, grabbing the bulging stone in front of him, no matter the pain on his body, no matter how much blood was shed on his hands, he only knew that he kept climbing up, and he must climb to the top.

"Huhu~Huhu~"

Ling Zhan gasped for breath and took off his shirt full of blood, the blood had dried up, mixed with sweat, and left a dark red mark on his clothes. At this time, Ling Zhan was tired and thirsty, his lips were white foaming because of dryness, and the soybean-like sweat on his body was dripping down.

Ling Zhan looked at the palm of his hand, the wound had already scabbed, and when he reached out and touched it, the brown scab faded off, revealing new and tender skin.

"Haha, I didn't expect that although the old man closed my True Yuan and Zhihai, he couldn't control the recovery ability of my body, no matter what kind of injury my brother suffered, he would get better quickly!"

"Hehe, is that really the case?"

Behind Ling Zhan's ears, the voice of the old man on crutches Li Xingchen suddenly sounded, his voice was sharp, full of humor and disdain.

"Old man, ah no, senior, when did you come?"

Looking back at Li Xingchen, Ling Zhan was a little panicked in his heart, but he quickly calmed down, and he was already fearless.

This is the first time in the past half a month that the old man has come to his side. When he ran away by himself before, although he could see him, he didn't come closer, unlike this time, and came directly behind him.

The old man in black didn't pay attention to Ling Zhan's words, but said to himself: "Boy, I was a little surprised, why did the sect send two martial artists to arrest you, but it was just an ordinary great martial artist, what is the difference in his body, and he can deserve so much attention from the sect." ”

The old man paused, a strange light appeared in his eyes, which made people feel a little chilled, only to see him knock lightly on the ground, staring at Ling Zhan and continuing: "Your kid's cousin is really surprising to me. When the sect assigns tasks, it only says that you are a great martial artist, oh, to be precise, it should be a one-star great martial artist. And when I saw you for the first time in Tianshan Tianmen, I found that you were already a one-star martial sect, tsk, this speed of progress is really amazing, even if you look at the entire Southern Wilderness Region, you can't find a few!"

Hearing this, a black line appeared in front of Ling Zhan's eyes, but he didn't expect that his cultivation would be too fast, and it would become a trouble. No wonder Master and Senior Brother Mukong kept reminding themselves that they must not cultivate too fast, and they must suppress their cultivation.

Seeing that the old man had been chattering there, Ling Zhan was about to explain, but before he could open his mouth, he was interrupted by the old man's words:

"These days, I've found other sparkles in you. ”