Xuanyuan Feng said with a stern face: "Just like you said, every time the demons are rampant, they are not present when the various factions are trying their best to subdue the demons, and when the various factions and demons are doing their best, they only run out to save people and seal the demons, and the monsters that can be eliminated on the spot are all taken away by finding excuses, which makes people have to suspect that their purpose is not to save people from fire and water, but to profit from them." Moreover, it is said that the cultivation of Mercy, Compassion, and several descendants of the disciples is a great way forward, and it is said that what kind of supreme secret book is it, but how did they start cultivating so coincidentally? They must have known how to prepare and use the true Soul Transformation Immortal Grass Liquid!"

Although Puhui Temple was the object of Sima Wenkang's suspicion, looking at the overall situation, the facts were too cold, and Sima Wenkang still didn't want to believe it: "We can't hide the usefulness of the Spirit Immortal Grass, and we can't bear the greed of other cultivators." However, they are just taking this opportunity to capture demons as a spiritual source, right?" They are monks, monks, and they should advocate compassion, and they can't use the common people in the world as bait just to attract demons, right?

Compared with Sima Wenkang's benevolence, Xuanyuan Feng knew more about the darkness of people's hearts, and he said uncertainly: "Now that my faction is seriously injured, Senior Brother Shen is gone, Senior Sister Mei is seriously injured and can't wake up, the island owner is only left with you and me, the elders have also sacrificed, and the disciples have all died and injured." This is generally the case with other schools of practice. Hopefully not this group of monks. Triggering our struggle with the demon clan, regardless of the life and death of ordinary people, if it is only for spiritual power, they are too cruel and selfish!

Sima Wenkang's blood surged in his heart, his face became even more discouraged, he took a step back, and leaned against the wall tiredly: "This time the demon clan plundered, tens of thousands of people were slaughtered, hundreds of thousands of people were displaced, it was really devastating, the Xijing Temple was washed in blood, all factions lost a lot, and Senior Brother Shen was nowhere to be found...... "If all this is caused by Puhui Temple, putting other people's flesh and blood and bones under their feet to fly up to themselves, then they are not only unworthy of cultivation, but simply unworthy of being people."

Ye Zhihe, who was whispering not far away, saw Sima Wenkang's appearance in the south, and hurriedly came over to support the master and took him to other guest rooms.

The medical cultivator invited by Tong Yuyang took a look at it, and re-prescribed Sima Wenkang the prescription for the supplement, and finally the medical cultivator said with some embarrassment: "I don't know if I can prepare all the medicines for Sima Island...... There are too many wounded now, and even Tianzi ginseng is not enough. However, Tianzi ginseng is the best choice to stabilize the breath and maintain cultivation. ”

Standing beside the bed were six of Sima Wenkang's disciples. When Ding Rong heard this, he immediately said: "There is no East Island, our small pharmacy in the North Island may still have this flavored medicine, I will go and bring them all." ”

The medical cultivator nodded, sighed as he left, and muttered in a low voice: "Usually Xidao is responsible for procurement, and the Lord of Shen Island is gone, I don't know when I can make up the medicinal materials again......"

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East Island, the front lawn of the main hall of the Hanshan Sect.

Ding Rong took out his "Liuyin" sword, and was about to return to Beidao when Bai Yuelan rushed over and wanted to go back together.

It's okay, Ding Rong thought to herself, let more things happen to the heroine, even if there is a suspicion of irrigation, try to make up enough time, she really can't stay in the online drama, she desperately wants to get out of here, go back and see what happened in this episode of the story, and see it clearly from God's perspective.

As soon as they flew to the North Island, the two girls went straight to the small pharmacy. It is said that it is a pharmacy, but it is not accurate, it is just a small storage room above the kitchen, and there are few injuries in the cultivation of ordinary people, plus there is Qu Linghan there, so the pharmacy is basically idle, almost no one has set foot in it, and it is placed on the second floor just to prevent moisture.

Ding Rong and Bai Yuelan turned over the lattice of medicinal materials, packed all the medicinal materials that could be nourished one by one, and stuffed them into the furoshiki on the table, fortunately, there were really a lot of ginseng from Tianzi that were found.

Ding Rong began to tie up the furoshi, and asked, "Xiaobai, why do you want to come back with you?"

"I'm guessing you don't know, there's another place where there are medicinal herbs. So I'm here to help you clean up. "White Moon Lando.

"Where?"

"Master's room. I've seen that Master has a lot of medicinal herbs there. ”

Is Sima Wenkang taking medicine? After the first spirit hunt, she knew that the master was using a stinky leaf to suppress the pain in his heart, could he have any other discomfort? Thinking of Sima Wenkang, Ding Rong's heart was entangled. In the original story, at this time, Sima Wenkang was almost dead and was killed by the blackened Ding Rong, so Ding Rong and Tong Yuyang, who were unfettered from then on, became more and more vicious. Now, she naturally won't harm Master, but Master is still injured and sick, can the fate of the characters in this world be changed?

Bai Yuelan's voice came: "Isn't it good to just break into Master's room like this?"

Ding Rong read it clearly that in the setting of the story, Sima Wenkang is simply a typical gentleman without any dark side, so he ......, "Master is bright and upright, there is nothing that cannot be seen by others." In a hurry, as long as he can save people, he will definitely not care. Ding Rong took the lead out of the storage room and walked to Sima Wenkang's room opposite.

Bai Yuelan hurriedly followed.

It was dark, the sky was full of dark clouds, and heavy rain was brewing.

Sima Wenkang's room was the one at the front of everyone's row of houses, and when he opened the door, the room was very simple and tidy.

Ding Rong motioned to Bai Yuelan, where are the medicinal herbs.

Bai Yuelan approached the cabinet next to the desk and opened the drawer, and the familiar smell of stinky leaves appeared. In addition to those leaves, there are indeed some square wooden boxes, which contain some ginseng, fine ginseng, black ginseng, and Tianzi ginseng......

Ding Rong said, "Take it, I'll talk to Master." ”

Bai Yuelan carefully took out all the ginseng, wrapped it in paper, and prepared to put it into the baggage.

The light was darker, and the low pressure made people feel very depressed, and Ding Rong urged: "Let's hurry up, we will ...... in case of heavy rain" Suddenly, her words were cut off.

Bai Yuelan, who had tied up her baggage, looked up suspiciously. What's wrong?

Ding Rong made a "shh

Suddenly, a dirt bag began to bulge from the ground beneath his feet, and a black swarthy beetle the size of a palm broke through the ground. Then, the ground began to tremble, and the whole ground bulged upwards into the soil.

"More than one!"

Ding Rong dragged Bai Yuelan and jumped onto the table.

At the same time, countless black beetles sprang out, and the ground was full of insects roaming around.

God, Ding Rong was dizzy when she looked at it, her dense phobia was about to be committed! And it was the bug she hated the most!

Bai Yuelan held Ding Rong in her left hand, and drew her sword with her right hand to pick up a few insects that were climbing up the corner of the table.

The flying beetle was caught by a furry black hand, and a voice like a broken gong rang out: "Who! Who bullies my grandchild! Hey, what the hell is this place?"