After Huang Laoxie left, he began to wander aimlessly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He didn't know why he was leaving, and he didn't know where he was going, but along the way, he helped many people, and of course he was deceived.

But no matter how clever the game is, he can't help him, how can people in the world hurt him who has succeeded in building the foundation.

In the process of wandering the world, he gradually got acquainted with the people in the world of cultivating immortals, and Huang Yaoshi gradually gained a lot of fame in the scattered cultivation with the exercises obtained in the cave and the alchemy skills.

There were many sects that wanted to win him over and let him join the sect, but Huang Yaoshi was used to wandering and didn't want to be restrained, so he never agreed.

The days passed in this calm life like flowing water, and Huang Laoxie was just like this to play the world with nothing to do, sometimes to practice, sometimes to go into the mountains to collect some medicine, and more often to help some people who were suffering and suffering.

The days seem to be extremely chic, and the pain in my heart when the night is quiet can only be experienced by myself.

Although he didn't take cultivation to heart, his cultivation over the years has grown faster than when he was cultivating in the cave.

Until one day, Huang Yaoshi went to the mountains to collect elixir and met a seriously injured and dying man.

Time has passed, the past is long, although the white clouds are dogs, but Huang Laoxi's state of mind has not changed much.

He saved the man.

It is the responsibility of a doctor to save the dead and help the wounded, although this sentence is about a mortal doctor, but Huang Laoxi, who was born as a scholar, also pursues this sentence.

However, he didn't heal people for the sake of healing people, he didn't deliberately look for them, he just happened to meet them, he helped them when he met them, and he continued to wander when he couldn't meet them.

With the understanding of medicine and the increase of their own cultivation, those peerless doctors in the mortal world thought that there was no solution to the disease, and they were easily cured in the hands of Huang Laoxi.

Without waiting for others to thank him, he walked away leisurely, leaving only a back in a robe.

There is quite something to do with the fairy posture of brushing off the clothes.

Although the person I met this time was seriously injured, no one would pay attention to it, and he would definitely not live for half an hour, but these were not difficult for Huang Laoxi.

First, two homemade pills were entered, and then with a wave of one hand, more than a dozen trembling golden needles appeared, and more than a dozen golden needles had been firmly pierced into the different places of the person when his fingers were connected.

When these steps were completed, the man stepped into the ghost gate and was pulled back.

In the past, after solving the most difficult things, Huang Laoxie left some prescriptions, explained a few words and left, but this time it was not possible.

One is that the person's injuries are too serious, and it will be difficult to completely heal for a while.

The second is that this place is deep in the mountains and old forests, and there is no one to be seen, and leaving him here alone is also an empty life, so Huang Laoxie can be regarded as an exception this time, so he stayed here to treat him.

After a few days, the injured person has recovered, although he has not yet recovered, but it is only a matter of time.

After a few days of treatment, Huang Laoxie already knew that this person was also an immortal cultivator, and he already had a cultivation of the seventh or eighth layer of the Qi refining period.

According to himself, he is a loose cultivator, but what does this have to do with Huang Laoxi?

Even if he is a disciple of the sect or an ordinary mortal, he will still help. When he was about to go to the house again, the man knelt down, saying that he wanted to repay the favor of saving his life.

Huang Laoxie was unmoved by this, it was his own business to save people, but he had never thought of anything to repay him.

Seeing the man's movements, he just smiled in his heart and continued to move forward.

The person kneeling on the ground over there looked at the figure he was about to leave, and shouted, "Damn Liu Ruhai, ...... in this life"

"Huh?" The figure who originally didn't think it was moving forward in a chic manner froze, "Liu Ruhai, it turns out that your name is Liu Ruhai,

Liu'er, did you hear that? He said his surname was Liu?"

After hearing the word willow, Huang Laoxie turned around, with an inexplicable smile on his face, and walked towards Liu Ruhai, who was kneeling on the ground.

From then on, Liu Ruhai, who was also a first-order casual cultivator, followed Huang Laoxi.

Maybe it's because of the surname "Liu", Huang Laoxie is very good to him, and as time goes by, the friendship between the two is getting deeper and deeper.

Time is really a magical thing, not only took away Liu Ruhai's pain, but also made these two originally unrelated people have a delicate relationship, and the friendship is still growing.

Of course, at the same time, Liu Ruhai's cultivation is also growing.

After taking the remaining Zhuji Dan in Huang Laoxi's hand, he broke through his own bottleneck and reached the enviable foundation building period.

Because of all these experiences, he felt extremely fond of this alchemy technique that pulled him back from the near death and allowed him to build a successful foundation.

It's just that when he told Huang Laoxie about his wish with a little nervousness, and after practicing for a few years without the slightest progress, that excited heart slowly became cold.

Time flew by in this dull and fulfilling day, and more than 20 years passed in a blink of an eye, and Liu Ruhai's cultivation under the guidance of Huang Yaoshi had already steadily advanced towards the middle stage of foundation building. And Huang Yaoshi has also reached the peak of the foundation building period.

After everything was ready, he took Liu Ruhai to secretly enter the depths of the Moling Mountain Range, preparing to form a golden pill.

After Jindan Dacheng, not only will the longevity increase by hundreds of years, but the strength will also have a huge leap.

Although Huang Laoxie is playing the world and seems to be indifferent, it does not mean that he will not be moved before this is equal to the increase in longevity out of thin air.

In fact, how many people in the world can be unmoved and unmoved when facing it?

But knotting the golden pill is an extremely dangerous thing, in the process of knotting the pill, the strength of the knotter does not exist, and the most taboo is to be disturbed, once the knotted person is disturbed and distracted, the knot will fail nine times out of ten.

Therefore, basically all people will quietly look for a secret place when they are knotting, or let the seniors of the sect protect the Dharma, or arrange powerful means such as forming formations outside.

So as not to be disturbed halfway, or to be found by the enemy, or to meet some ill-intentioned people.

After all, it was the weakest period for the knots.

Huang Yaoshi also knew this very well, so he exchanged for several sets of quite powerful formations before the knot, prepared enough back-ups, and only then took Liu Ruhai to the vast Moling Mountain Range to find a safe place to knot the pill.

After searching for more than twenty days in the depths of Moling Mountain, Huang Yaoshi finally found a satisfactory danger.

With Liu Ruhai's help, it took Huang Yaoshi more than a day to arrange these magic circles.

Several magic arrays are set together, and once they are opened, the old monster in the middle stage of the knot will not be able to break it for a while.

Sitting in the formation, Huang Yaoshi adjusted his state to the best, and instructed Liu Ruhai, who was protecting the Dharma outside the large array, twice, and began to settle down and start his great cause of knotting.

Due to the accumulation of thick and thin hair, coupled with the sufficient preparation of Huang Yaoshi, this time the knot was carried out very smoothly.

On the forty-eighth day, the liquid spirit pool formed by the true qi in the dantian had already formed a pill shape, although it looked pitted and uneven at all, but this was the first level of the Dan.

Huang Yaoshi devoted himself to the polishing of the golden pill, and he was not worried about his own safety at all, in his mind, there was Liu Ruhai in the periphery to protect his dharma, plus a few major formations, he could completely worry about the pill.

At the critical moment, Huang Yaoshi controlled his spiritual power with all his strength to surging towards Jin Dan, and Jin Dan became mellow after receiving the replenishment of these spiritual powers.

Staring at the golden pill that was about to be completed most of the time in the dantian, Huang Yaoshi's heart also rose with a trace of irrepressible joy, but a series of violent impacts suddenly came from the dantian, pulling him back to the cruel reality.

Heaven and hell were only one step away, and Huang Yaoshi spurted blood, watching the golden pill that was about to be completed collapse like broken earth.

Opening his blood-red eyes, Liu Ruhai was commanding the Golden Snake Sword given to him by Huang Yaoshi with a hideous face to attack Huang Yaoshi's dantian.

Huang Yaoshi's intimate armor had cracked, and the shield released in the panic had only slowed it down slightly.

In Liu Ruhai's cruel smile, under the disbelieving gaze of Huang Yaoshi, the golden snake sword pierced into Huang Yaoshi's dantian......

Huang Yaoshi used various secret methods to escape to the periphery of the Moling Mountain Range, and the dantian was broken, coupled with a death battle and a long-distance escape, Huang Yaoshi fainted.

As for Liu Ruhai, it would not be too comfortable under Huang Yaoshi's dying counterattack, otherwise Huang Yaoshi would not have been able to escape and survive in the end.

Mo Qing was lying on the bed with Fu Jiang in his arms, staring at the crescent moon in the sky outside the window, but his mind was still sinking into Huang Yaoshi's experience.

He didn't know what he was thinking, he didn't know what to say, but there was an uncontrollable sadness that filled his whole heart.

He brushed away the tail that Fu Jiang had put on his face with his hand, and when he turned his head, he felt a cold cheek - it turned out that he had wept for some time.

A large dark cloud drifted from the sky, and soon drowned out the crescent moon that looked like a smile in the eyes.