Yuan Zhen's teeth chattered a little, not because he was too cold, but because the smile of the old Taoist priest opposite was really terrifying, and he shuddered.

"You, don't come here, you senior immortal master, don't worry about me as a child. Wonjin stammered nervously.

The old Taoist priest looked at Yuan Zhen with a smile, "What's wrong with the senior immortal master, that's also a human being, why can't you worry about children." ”

Yuan Zhen immediately changed his complexion and begged for mercy: "Old fairy, I was wrong, you adults don't remember villains, let me go, I won't scold you, I won't burn you with fire." ”

The old Taoist priest smiled: "Then how can you do it, your fire is so fierce, why don't I burn you with fire too?"

Yuan Zhen's expression changed greatly, "You are an immortal master, I am a mortal, you are okay if you burn it, won't I die if I am burned by the fire?" ”

The old Taoist priest shook his head, took a deep breath of smoke with a cigarette stick, and spit on Yuan Zhen's face.

Wonjin immediately choked and coughed, but the smoke was like a living snake, all of which ran into Wonzhen's mouth and nose.

In an instant, Yuan Zhen's face flushed, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his body.

Ning Baifeng immediately sensed that something was wrong, and said loudly: "Real person, your subordinates are merciful, Yuan Zhen made an unintentional mistake, please forgive me." ”

The old Taoist priest didn't reply and said: "One yard is one yard, I can tell the old Tao very clearly, and this burning grace is also to be repaid." ”

The old Taoist priest looked at Yuan Zhen, whose face was ruddy and abnormal, and said with a smile: "Little rabbit cub, it's very warm, didn't you scold very happily before, why are you silent now?"

Wonjin's face became redder and redder, even his exposed skin turned red, white smoke began to rise from his hair, and his body became hotter and hotter.

Yuan Zhen scolded with difficulty: "Stinky Taoist, kill if you want to kill, don't give me these yin things." ”

"Huh"

The old Taoist priest looked at Yuan Zhen in surprise, as if he was a little incredulous, and then said with a smile: "There is still strength to speak, it seems that it is not hot enough, so let's do it again." ”

Ning Baifeng shouted loudly: "Yanxia Zhenren, killing people is not enough, why torture people so much, Yuanzhen's crimes will not lead to death, a little punishment, is it okay to let life go." ”

The old Taoist priest said impatiently: "Boom." ”

The cigarette stick in his hand jumped out of the glow.

Ning Baifeng's whole body stiffened and froze in place.

The old Taoist priest took another puff of dry smoke and spat it on Yuan Zhen's face.

Yuan Zhen's face turned from red to purple, and a white mist rose all over his body, like shrimp on a steamer, but this temperature came from his body.

Wonjin felt like a fireball had been placed in his abdomen, and it was like a pot of boiling water, trying to melt himself from the inside out. When the temperature and boiling reached a certain critical point, Yuan Zhen spewed red smoke from his mouth and let out a long howl.

The old Taoist priest bore the brunt of the blow, obviously also startled by this whistling, and Ning Baifeng, who couldn't move, felt that Yuan Zhen's shouting was a little harsh, although it was not as loud and deafening as the old Taoist priest's voice before, but it was also loud and clear.

Although the young phoenix is young, its voice is clear and clear.

The voice gradually dissipated, and the white qi on Won Zhen's body rose, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.

Yuan Zhen felt the pressure on his body disappear, and sat on the ground weakly, the night wind blew, and the heat on his body subsided, fresh and cool.

The old Taoist priest still looked at Yuan Zhen with a smile, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he seemed to be very satisfied with his work.

Yuan Zhen gasped for a while, looked up at the old Taoist, and asked with a fierce face, "What did you do to me?"

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "You lit a fire for Lao Dao, and Lao Dao gave you a fire." ”

Ning Baifeng looked at Yuan Zhen on the ground, and was surprised in his heart, if he said that when he saw Yuan Zhen for the first time, the faint air flow around his body was like hair, then at this moment, the breath on Yuan Zhen's body was like a small snake with the thickness of a little finger, swimming around.

Immediately, Ning Baifeng seemed to think of something, his face turned blue, and his eyes gradually became cold as he looked at the old Taoist.

Buildable materials, pull out seedlings to grow.

The old Taoist priest noticed that Ning Baifeng's aura behind him was gradually rising, and his breathing was heavy. Looking back slightly, he found that Ning Baifeng was staring at him with bloodshot eyes, and he felt a little surprised.

The cigarette stick in his hand was lightly raised, and a trace of glow flowed.

Ning Baifeng's whole body was relieved, and he immediately punched the old Taoist priest without hesitation, that is, fast and ruthless.

After the old Taoist priest stirred up the cigarette stick, he wanted to speak, but unexpectedly, Ning Baifeng on the opposite side punched extremely quickly.

The old Taoist priest raised his palm.

Ning Baifeng's powerful punch was easily stopped by the old Taoist priest, turning the fury into invisible.

There wasn't even a fist clapp.

The old Taoist priest frowned and said, "Crazy?"

Ning Baifeng gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want to kill him?"

The old Taoist priest smiled dumbly, "Once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of grass ropes, the old Taoist is not as unbearable as you think, you yourself broke through the three realms and almost died, he has just started, if you go on like this, you will definitely die, the old Taoist has no deep hatred with you, and you have done this murder." ”

Ning Baifeng still said angrily: "Then why did you pour qi into him, qi practitioners are like honey, mortals are poison, this is not harmful." ”

Lao Dao smiled and said: "You mud tire martial artist, I saw that I was infusing him with qi there, and he only knew half about cultivation, and his temper was not small." ”

Ning Baifeng's brows tightened, "Then why did his aura skyrocket to this point." ”

The old Taoist priest looked at Ning Baifeng and looked at each other.

After a long time, the old Taoist priest sighed: "The old Taoist didn't look away, your eyes are really special, and you can actually see other people's qi." ”

Then he continued: "This little rabbit cub is a good billet, and he is only one foot away from practicing the way, and Lao Dao just helps him to break through the layer of paper in the sea of qi, so that he will not continue to drag on." ”

Ning Baifeng asked, "Is that really the case?"

The old Taoist priest nodded and said, "That's true!"

Ning Baifeng stopped at this time, walked to Yuan Zhen's side, helped him to sit down on the hay next to him, and then was busy collecting firewood for fire.

When making a fire, it was usually Ning Baifeng who found two stones to rub and touch to make a fire, but this time the old Taoist priest took the initiative to help, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of smoke, and the firewood pile spontaneously combusted without fire.

After tossing like this, it was already the middle of the night, Ning Baifeng felt that his stomach was empty, and he was about to find something to eat, but he was very surprised to see that the donkey, which disappeared every time at night, came back with a hare in his mouth.

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Ning Baifeng closed his eyes that were a little stinging, and wiped away the tears that flowed from his face due to the stinging pain, making his already dirty face instantly look like he had opened a dye vat, which was colorful.

The morning sun gradually rose, Yuan Zhen was tossing the pheasant that the donkey got back last night by the fire, after Yuan Zhen eased up last night, he was hungry, and the fat hare that the donkey got back was solved by Ning Baifeng and Yuan Zhen three times and five divided by two, and even the bones were chewed down.

The old Taoist priest looked at the smoked black pheasant, grinned, and immediately closed his eyes.

This time the hospitality had to be easy.

Yuan Zhen thought that he had roasted a pheasant, so he laboriously tore off a chicken leg and handed it to the old Taoist priest a little reluctantly.

The old Taoist priest opened one, glanced at the chicken leg and the young man, and pretended to be profound: "If you are successful in cultivating the poor Tao, you can just eat and drink dew." ”

The black-faced young man was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, immediately took back the chicken leg handed out, turned around and stuffed it into his mouth, and muttered at the end of his mouth: "I'll be polite to you." ”

The old Taoist priest's face shook, his eyebrows seemed to jump, and he took a deep breath.

Those who practice must be calm.

When Ning Baifeng saw this scene, he shook his head with a smile.

An old man, two young and a black donkey, hit the road again after three days, but this time the old Taoist priest rode a black donkey, no longer following the two teenagers.

On the official road, an old Taoist priest with a childish face rode a black donkey of a divine horse, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, wanton and chic, with the demeanor of an immortal master.

There is a young man on each side of the donkey, and there is a pair of people chatting with the Taoist sitting on the donkey, and the two disciples who are like the Taoist carrying the clouds are doing penance and strengthening their will.

It's just that these two disciples are really hard at work, their clothes are ragged, their hair is like withered grass, and they can't tell what color their faces are, only their eyes are shining.

It's just that the boy on the right is a little strange, holding a branch in his hand, constantly stabbing it out and then retracting it, and the cycle repeats.

In this way, ten years passed.

More pedestrians gradually began to come on the official road, and when they passed by the three people, they always cast strange glances, and they all had a trace of contempt for the old road.

The master is so glamorous, but the apprentice is so down-and-out.

The old Taoist priest didn't care at all, and the old god was spitting dry smoke.

Yuan Zhen saw that a few pedestrians were coming, and immediately looked at the old Taoist priest pitifully, and deliberately shouted loudly: "Master, my feet hurt so much, I have been walking for three days, can I rest." ”

The pedestrians walking by next to him looked at Lao Dao with some contempt, and now they repaid it with strong contempt.

The cigarette stick in the old Taoist's hand trembled, and he turned his head to look at Yuan Zhen's pitiful little face, and the snickering smile in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

The old Taoist priest didn't open his mouth, he didn't open his mouth, and he thought that he had been pitted by this little rabbit cub, so he simply didn't do anything, and said angrily: "Get out, if you go so far, you will complain, what is the use of the teacher." ”

The eyes of pedestrians on the road are not just contempt.

Ning Baifeng saw the two beside him and shook his head helplessly. Since the incident of the last night, Yuan Zhen has spent time with the old Taoist, and he has taken the opportunity to contradict the old Taoist, probably understanding that the old Taoist priest does not mean to harm them, so the more unscrupulous it is, and the result is the current scene.

Pedestrians walked by, and Yuan Zhen laughed, "Old smoker, it's very interesting, who asked you to hang me from a tree for half an hour last night." ”

The old Taoist priest said angrily: "Little rabbit cub, you are healed and forgot the pain, hang for an hour tonight." ”

Yuan Zhen raised his head and said triumphantly: "Who is afraid of whom, I can watch you eat deflated, master, I am very happy." ”

The old Taoist priest glanced at Yuan Zhen, and the corners of his mouth rose.

I don't care about you now, I have you to suffer at night.

Ning Baifeng was still practicing three exercises while walking, since the true qi resumed operation, but he couldn't advance an inch, Ning Baifeng completely gave up the idea of continuing to temper his true qi.

Fortunately, now that he has the True Qi of the Three Realms, if he can absorb the true meaning of the sword, it may be a different scene.

The invincibility of the sword is so spectacular.