With a pop, He Shuangshuang knelt on her knees, whimpered and muttered, "I hurt Xiaolin, I shouldn't have brought him here." ”

Among the six people behind He Shuangshuang, there was a young woman, who couldn't bear to see her so sad, squatted down and patted her shoulder and comforted: "Shuangshuang, don't be sad, what's his name? After going back, you can give his family some consolation money, which can be regarded as repaying that person's life-saving grace." ”

"Sister Rou...... Woo woo woo ......" He Shuangshuang obviously knew this Rou sister, threw herself into her arms and cried sadly, and only continued in a choked voice after half a sound, "His name is Lin Ze, as for other information, I haven't investigated." ”

Standing in front of everyone, the man in his thirties heard her words, his whole body shook violently, and his black face darkened a little.

If Lin Ze was here, he would definitely recognize that the six-person team in front of him was the same team that returned to the city from Longjiao Mountain with him last time.

Their captain is the black-faced man Lin Ze has met in the mission hall many times.

"You said his name is Lin Ze, how old is he?" the black-faced man turned his head suddenly, stared at He Shuangshuang and asked coldly. Somehow, the figure of the boy appeared in his mind, and the more it was, the more the figure overlapped with the person in his memory, which made him more and more restless.

His eyes were so red that they were dripping blood, and they exuded a manic aura.

This expression made all the people around him stunned.

"Captain!" the woman known as Sister Rou whispered.

"Should...... It should be about my age. He Shuangshuang was also frightened, and her crying voice froze for a moment, and then she replied.

The black-faced man took a deep breath, the blood-red in his eyes disappeared, and then he became extremely indifferent.

glanced at the mountain that had almost collapsed half in the distance, and after half a sound, he said coldly: "Let's go!"

After speaking, he ignored He Shuangshuang, who was still kneeling on the ground, and turned around and left.

The others looked at each other, not knowing what was going on, and quickly followed with He Shuangshuang.

On the other side of the mountain, Wong Tai Sin spurted blood while supporting the unconscious Lin Ze to run wildly, and behind them, a lilac vine was like a spirit snake, chasing after them.

After running for nearly a thousand feet, the corpse heart vine retracted unwillingly.

With a pop, Wong Tai Sin threw Lin Ze directly to the ground, and sat down himself, panting heavily.

"This kid...... There is such a good thing as purple carrot and blue fruit...... Luck is not bad, only a little worse than this immortal. Huang Daxian's gaze swept over Lin Ze, and he reached out and grabbed it behind his back, and the jade bottle containing the stalagmite pith was grabbed out of nowhere, with a smug smile on his face.

Then, it looked around like a thief, and then grabbed the unconscious Lin Ze again and left quickly.

Half a day later, Huang Daxian took Lin Ze to a valley with a natural formation, and he couldn't hold it anymore, and with a pop, both of them turned into rolling gourds.

Huang Tai Sin was already seriously injured, and he looked a few points heavier than Lin Ze, and he ran with Lin Ze for so long, and it was the limit to be able to hold on until now.

The valley was not large, but it was so deep that it was difficult for the sun's rays to shine through, and the environment was dark and damp, with thick leaves covering the ground and emitting a smell of decay.

I don't know how long it took, Lin Ze slowly woke up from his coma, he felt that his whole body was sticky and very uncomfortable.

I touched my chest, and the previous injury had healed.

Moreover, there has also been a breakthrough in cultivation, reaching the early stage of the Flesh Refining Realm, and the toxins have been exhausted.

Standing up from the ground, Lin Ze saw Wong Tai Sin lying to the side at a glance.

Wong Tai Sin's appearance is still so miserable, there are two obvious wounds on his back, and blood is still oozing outward.

I stepped forward and kicked it, and I was slightly relieved to find that it was not dead.

The reason why Wong Tai Sin's injuries could not heal was because of the toxins attached to the wounds.

After observing for a while, he found that although these toxins were stubborn, they could only attach to the surface of the wound and could not erode inside, so that Wong Tai Sin's injuries would not deteriorate.

After hesitating, he didn't dare to use the Red Ink Knife to cut off the flesh and blood that had been corroded by the toxin.

After all, Huang Tai Sin's jealousy of the Red Ink Knife, he had seen it.

"Since these toxins can't help it, let's wait and see. Thinking of this, Lin Ze stopped caring about it and began to check his things.

When he was unconscious, he subconsciously grabbed everything and didn't drop it.

The spirit stone was used by him several times, and the gray-white on the surface became heavier, and the spiritual power had faded to the point where it was almost undetectable.

Lin Ze said with some pity: "I can only use it two or three times." ”

Stuff the spirit stone into the package again, come to the valley, and look at the natural formation of the valley.

He still had some research on the formation, and he had read Qin Hao's handbook on the simple introduction of the cultivation formation, which made him make great progress in his understanding of the formation.

But when I saw the natural formation in front of me, I still had a feeling of being confused.

I don't know how long it took, gradually, it seemed to grasp something, and it was covered by a layer of fog, which made him depressed.

At this moment, a sharp and deep voice came from my ears.

"You don't want to study the natural formation, your cultivation is not enough, even if you are given more time, it will be useless. ”

Lin Ze suddenly woke up, turned around to look, and saw Huang Daxian standing not far behind him, looking at him with a playful expression.

"Do you still need to cultivate to cooperate with the research formation?" Lin Ze asked suspiciously.

"Naturally, if a formation wants to exert great power, it must have divine sense. And you're just a refining ...... now The little martial artist in the early stage of the Flesh Refining Realm, no matter how many formation books you give you to comprehend, it is useless, because you can exert one percent of your power at all. ”

Seeing that Lin Ze still wanted to ask, Huang Daxian waved his paw and said, "Don't ask so much, these things are enough for you to cultivate, so you will naturally understand." ”

Stretched out his claws and grabbed behind his back, took out a jade bottle, and handed it to Lin Ze, "This is stalagmite picedony, according to the agreement, I will give you a bottle." ”

Lin Ze was not polite, took it directly, and asked, "What is the purpose of this?"

He knew the pith of stalagmite, and he knew the function, but he wanted to know more about it.

"This is a hundred-year-old stalagmite pith, ordinary injuries can be recovered with just a drop, but it is ineffective against toxin damage, just like me now, even if I take stalagmite pith, it has no great effect. ”

"In addition, if an ordinary martial artist takes ten drops, he can increase his lifespan by fifty years, and it is only effective when he takes it for the first time. ”

Lin Ze nodded with satisfaction and stuffed the jade bottle into the package.

"This bottle is full of 100 drops, and you can give it to grandpa once when you go back. ”

The violet carbish blue fruit that he had planned to use as a life-saving healing medicine had been used, and now with a bottle of hundred-year-old stalagmite pith, there was another means of saving his life.