The woman saw Han Tu's puzzled gaze and opened her mouth to explain.

"Hehe, people, whether it's an immortal cultivator or a mortal, who can guarantee that he won't be injured all the time? And the pill is too expensive, so ah, my craft has also brought me good benefits." ”

As soon as he heard the word income, Han Tu broke out in a cold sweat. It's bad, I haven't asked the price yet, and the other party has already started to treat myself, shouldn't I charge for the additional healing fee?

"That...... Sister...... You know, I don't have a lot of spirit stones right now. ”

The woman chuckled.

"Come on, who wants your spirit stone. ”

As she spoke, the woman had already processed the herbs, wrapped them in kraft paper, and handed them to Han Tu.

"Take it, ten broken spirits. ”

Han Tumu took the herb and gave the other party ten spirit pieces. To be honest, the price will be so low, it is still far beyond Han Tu's thoughts. For a while, he couldn't help but sigh a few words.

"Well, my sister isn't exactly a vampire. ”

Acquaintances chatting, who is always on guard against each other? Not to mention, this is still the interior of the Dust Slashing Faction. Therefore, the woman didn't think much about it, so she followed Han Tu's words.

"yes, I'm not a ...... You're a vampire! They all call me Sister Milky!"

Han Tu chuckled a few times, he took care of his own losses, so he didn't refute, but took the herbs and left. When he returned to his room, he began to work to repair his internal injuries.

Nothing was said all night.

The next morning, Han Tu walked out of the door in good spirits, and in the face of the dazzling sunlight, he stretched his waist. Most of the recovery in such an orderly manner is due to the herbs, and before using it, Han Tu didn't expect that this herb could have such an effect.

However, if it is said that it is all smooth sailing, it is not necessarily true. Just yesterday, when he tried to operate the mental method to treat his internal injuries, he was shocked to find that there was another light blue air flow in his dantian. Moreover, compared to his own black gas, he is only strong and not weak.

At first, he thought that his black qi was mutated, and the light blue air flow was the true origin aura. But soon, after many tests, Han Tu found that this was not the case.

Because, no matter how he operated, this pale blue air flow never changed in any way. It was only when he used the phantom throwing technique, such as the three-flower aggregate, the top-level throwing technique of the Five Qi Dynasty, that pale blue air flow would change slightly.

Then, Han Tu had a thought that surprised him.

This light blue airflow, could it be that the internal force is not successful?

Han Tu's thoughts returned to the Fireworks Gate in an instant, when he had practiced a secular internal skill called Changchun Gong. But after a period of time, there was no change in the slightest. Han Tucai gave up cultivating it, and thought that he would not be able to cultivate internal strength, even more so after coming into contact with cultivating immortals.

But just yesterday, when his aura and physical strength were all exhausted, this wisp of internal force suddenly appeared. Immediately afterward, Han Tu remembered that after cultivating the aura, he had also used the phantom throw many times.

Could it be that it was at that time that he accumulated internal strength step by step?

Because the hesitation aura is too strong, the internal force will always be covered by its flash, so he will never notice it.

For this, Han Tu couldn't cry or laugh. It's useless to bury your head in thinking about it here, so it's better to put it aside and ask others later before making plans.

After making his decision, Han Tu came to Lianjian Mountain, ready to continue the cultivation given to him by his master. And the situation was just as Han Tu expected, and the other new disciples gave up after holding on for a day. Even Huang Yaojie was noisy and upset, and gave up this cultivation method. After all, for him, just adding a little hope of foundation building was not enough to make him cultivate for so long.

However, Nalan Chunxiao, who looked weak, had been cultivating until now, which Han Tu had never thought of.

Han Tu sighed lightly.

That's it, it's not a way to drag it out like this, so let's cultivate step by step first.

Thinking of this, Han Tu drove his aura and rushed towards the top of the mountain.

Nalan Chunxiao didn't notice Han Tu's figure, she still followed her habits and her own speed, and moved towards the top of the mountain step by step. It has been six days since Lianjian Mountain was opened, and she has also reached the top for six days.

For Nalan Chunxiao, reaching the top is really not an easy task. When she reached the top of the mountain, she was already drenched in sweat. If it weren't for the good material of the fabric on her body, maybe she would have been seen by Han Tu.

As soon as he reached the top, Nalan Chunxiao didn't have time to relax, so he saw Han Tu sitting cross-legged and entering the state of cultivation. She was a little surprised, reaching the top had already consumed nearly half of her physical strength, not to mention cultivation, she was fighting with her life even to go down the mountain.

But when she saw Han Tu, the unwilling emotion in her heart surged out again. Because of this, she also followed Han Tu's example, sat cross-legged, and began to try to mobilize the aura in her body.

But how could the prohibition of practicing Sword Mountain be so simple to break? In less than two breaths, Nalan Chunxiao spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted because of forcibly mobilizing his aura.

......

Not far away, on top of another mountain. The two old men were looking at the entire Dust Slashing Sect, and when one of them found Nalan Chunxiao who had fainted, he was already planning to rescue him. After all, being in a coma in Lianjian Mountain will hurt the fundamentals, and in serious cases, it will even be life-threatening.

Just as the old man was about to come out with his sword, another old man grabbed him.

"I say, why can't you hold back your impulsiveness when you see a little girl? Would you like to leave some chance for the young people? Ahhh

This old man who was dumbfounded was really a warm-hearted person, and when the sect disciple was about to be in danger, he had already rushed out first. is also because it has blocked the opportunity for many young people to want heroes to save beauty. Perhaps, as another old man said, there are really many people poking him in the back!

When the Japanese and Korean soil entered the test, the old man was not present. Otherwise, there is nothing to follow. If this is the case, Han Tu's magic knife will not be confiscated. Of course, he will not be compensated by the Thunder Space Dagger.

In this way, the old saying is answered. It's a blessing to lose your horse!

After the two exchanged a few more words, the old man gave up his plan to make a move.

At the same time, Han Tu also recovered from his cultivation and sighed lightly. And stepped forward, hugged Nalan Chunxiao, and rushed towards the foot of the mountain.

It's no better here than anywhere else, and it's hard to say what will happen if you stay in this state for a long time.