After lifting the operation of the self-sacrifice technique, Luo Yin turned his head to look at the tall and thin man not far away, and a faint sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The tall and thin man was shocked at this time, his uncle was a cultivator in the soul cultivation period, and there was also the secret method of blood refining, which was a life-saving secret method, and he actually died like this, and was killed by the scholar in Tsing Yi with a sword!

No, this is impossible, it must be that he is dazzled! You must know that the scholar is similar to his own cultivation, it is only the second step of refining the body, more than three months ago, the two of them chased him to the sky and no way to enter the earth, it has only been three months, how could he suddenly become so powerful, even Uncle Shi is not his opponent!

The tall and thin man rubbed his eyes, and when he looked again, he found that all this was true, there was a corpse in the blood-stained snow, no, not one, but two petals, it was his uncle.

At this time, he saw that the scholar in Tsing Yi looked at him, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Seeing this smile, he was like seeing a judge urging his life, he was cold, cold sweat broke out, and he screamed and fled to the south to take his life.

Escape, you must flee quickly, otherwise you will definitely die, that scholar will never let himself go! The tall and thin man took out a speed that he had never had in his life and rushed towards the front.

After escaping for a while, he glanced back behind him in a frenzy, trying to see if the scholar was chasing him, but found that the scholar was standing in place, with no intention of chasing.

"Don't chase after me, don't chase after me!" the tall and thin man prayed in his heart.

I don't know if it was his prayers that worked, or if the scholar who killed him didn't want his life at all, the tall and thin man quickly fled for miles, and the battlefield behind him and the terrible scholar were hidden in the boundless snow, never to be seen again.

"I escaped, and my life was finally saved. The tall and thin young man patted his chest, calming his beating heart, glad that he had finally escaped from the Ascension.

"This time it was really dangerous, not only did my junior brother die, but even my uncle died, but fortunately I was lucky to escape. That scholar is really terrible, but why didn't he chase after me, was he too lazy to chase me, or was he so seriously injured in the battle with Uncle Shi that he couldn't chase and kill him at all?"

The tall and thin man suddenly had another thought in his heart at this time, should he sneak back and take a look, if the scholar was really seriously injured, wouldn't he be able to reap the benefits of the fisherman?

When the time comes, the scholar will be skinned and cramped, his bones will be scattered, and all his treasures will not be his own? Of course, there will also be Uncle Shi's magic weapons and the herbs obtained from robbing and killing the medicine pickers during this time, these will be his own!

The tall and thin man's heart suddenly wanted to move, but before he could make up his mind, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and when he looked down, he saw half of the long sword exposed on his chest. The sword stabbed in the back, pierced through the heart, and peeked through the chest.

"Didn't I already manage to escape, how could this be, who did it?" A mouthful of blood spurted out of the tall and thin man's mouth, and then he turned his head to look behind him with all his might, but there was no figure in sight.

At this moment, an ethereal voice came from a distance, "Don't you like to see others fall from the joy of escape to the fear of death, then I will fulfill you and let you taste for yourself what it feels like." Don't thank me, please call me Lei Feng. ”

The long sword on his chest suddenly moved, piercing through the chest of the tall and thin man, and the sword light slashed off his head in a flash, and then turned into a blue light and disappeared into the vast snowfield.

The tall, thin man's head flew high with an endless fear of death on his face, and then fell into the icy snow. The headless body then collapsed into the snow, and after a few twitches, it quickly lost its vitality, and was slowly covered in ice and snow in the endless snowfield.

The cycle of heavenly reason, retribution is unpleasant. Those who like to kill their opponents end up dying under the same means.

Luo Yin withdrew the Qingyang Sword and gently wiped the blood from it.

The tall and thin young man was deliberately let go by him, and since he liked to see others fall into despair in hope, he would be kind enough to give him a gift. When he thought he had successfully escaped, he sent him on his way with a flying sword.

After all, with his current cultivation, although he can't take someone's head thousands of miles away as the legend, it's still easy to take a few miles away.

After kindly sending someone on the road, Luo Yin looked at the body of the middle-aged man on the ground, bent down to untie his storage bag, and opened it with a little effort.

I saw that there were some spirit stones stored in the storage bag, about a thousand or so lower-grade spirit stones, and at the same time, there were ten higher-grade medium-grade spirit stones.

In addition, to Luo Yin's surprise, there were more than a dozen storage bags stacked in this storage bag. Most of these storage bags were empty, and only the only one still had things stored, as if it was the one that the young man had just been taken from, and because he suddenly appeared, the middle-aged man had not yet had a chance to vacate it.

As for the origin of the other dozen or so empty storage bags, it became clear after a second thought that they must have been left behind by the monks who had been robbed and killed. The middle-aged man took out the contents of the storage bag and kept the storage bag, ready to sell it for another sum of money when the time came.

In addition, there is a brocade box in the storage bag, which contains a few fragments of pages. After a general glance at the content, it was a strange technique called the method of blood refining, and nine times out of ten it was the kind of secret method used by the middle-aged man.

This secret method needs to use one's own essence and blood as a medium, so as to burst out with a powerful power far beyond one's own cultivation, which is similar to Luo Yin's sacrifice of life. It's just that if you look at it carefully, you find that this secret method will be more troublesome, and if you use it too much, you will hurt your own origin, shake the foundation of cultivating immortals, and cut off the immortal path.

His own sacrifice is not much different from its efficacy, but the sequelae is only weak for a period of time, far stronger than the blood refining method and other foundation-shaking exercises, so Luo Yin put it away after looking at it. His goal is immortality, so naturally he will not be stupid enough to cut off his immortal path.

On top of that, the storage bag is filled with all kinds of herbs, and I think they have a good harvest during this time. Luo Yin immediately checked all the herbs in the storage bag and found that they were all ordinary herbs.

"I didn't expect that these people had robbed and killed so many medicinal monks in the mountains, and they didn't get a single Thousand Shades of Grass. It was only at this time that Luo Yin finally understood the rarity of this magic medicine, and he was able to get as many as five plants, which was simply the favor of God, plus the boss's shit luck.

After checking the storage bag, Luo Yin looked back behind him and found that the young man not far away was standing in the snow, neither walking, nor walking, looking anxious and dilemma.