Standing aside and watching Ren Bikong seal Zhang Yang's body into the bottle, Ji Danhuang waited for his master to take the next step, but was taken back to the ancient wind hut by Ren Bikong and Wei Chi Xianxian.

Seeing Ren Bikong and Wei Chi Xianxian, who were all right, happily preparing the barbecue, Ji Danhuang fidgeted and paced back and forth. He really didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of his master and eighth uncle, and he was in a hurry to drag him to the top of the mountain to do the aftermath work, but now he took him home and happily prepared to eat the barbecue.

Are they really in a hurry to help him get the deal done? Why do they feel that these two people are so unreliable?

Ji Danhuang knew that without the help of Ren Bikong and Wei Chi Xianxian, it would be useless for him to be in a hurry. Sitting sullenly at the dining table eating barbecue, Ji Danhuang only felt that the meat in his mouth was even worse than wax, and he couldn't eat it anymore after a few bites, waiting to see Ren Bikong and Wei Chi Charter gobbling it up.

"Apprentice, eat quickly, eat as much as you can. Ren Bikong put a lot of meat on Ji Danhuang's plate, "If you don't eat more, you won't be able to stand it when you cast the spell." ”

"Huh?" Ji Danhuang raised his eyebrows slightly and picked up his chopsticks, "Master, are we going to cast a spell to save Zhang Yang after eating?"

"That's right!" Ren Bikong looked at Ji Danhuang, "Otherwise, why do you think the teacher wants to prepare so much meat for you to eat? I think you're too thin, don't you? Don't talk nonsense, eat quickly, you have to digest it for a while after eating, otherwise it will not be conducive to hurrying." ”

Ji Danhuang shrugged, grabbed his chopsticks and began to pull meat into his mouth. Now that Ren Bikong has planned things, he just needs to be obedient.

After eating the meat, Ren Bikong brought some soup for Ji Danhuang to drink. Ji Danhuang felt a little inexplicable, and he didn't know what his eating meat and drinking soup had to do with saving Zhang Yang. But he didn't say anything, obediently drank the soup, and according to Ren Bikong's instructions, after lying down for an hour, he began to do exercises to move his body.

Ji Danhuang felt that it would be very difficult to save Zhang Yang, it would consume his body and energy, and even deplete his vitality. If this were not the case, why would Ren Bikong let him eat more meat? Why would he give him a soup that was a big tonic for him? To put it bluntly, he was taking precautions, fearing that he would not be able to stand it halfway and would run out of vitality and die.

Although he is cultivating immortals now, he has not yet cultivated the physique of immortals, and death is simply too easy for him! If he doesn't make some preparations, he will be in trouble if he dies.

Ji Danhuang was wrong about this. Ren Bikong is not afraid that Ji Danhuang will die, because even if Ji Danhuang dies, he can save him back. What he was afraid of was that Ji Danhuang would change his physique because of the loss of cultivation this time. God knows how difficult it is for Ji Danhuang's cultivation to reach today's Cheng Dù, and he doesn't want to waste his previous efforts in vain because he saves someone.

Although, this trip is not just to save the public. In Ren Bikong's heart, there is actually another plan.

Looking at the time, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and it had just entered the sub-hour. Ren Bikong drew a formation on the ground, asked Ji Danhuang to lie down, and began to urge the formation to operate.

Ji Danhuang practiced swordsmanship for several hours, and he was already tired, so he lay down in the formation, closed his eyes and began to rest, and didn't care what Ren Bikong did.

At first, Ji Danhuang didn't feel anything, but after a while, he realized that something was wrong. Why does he feel so light?

Frowning slightly, Ji Danhuang sat up and looked at Ren Bikong: "Master, what is this formation for?" After asking, he realized that he seemed to have made a mistake.

He is now lying in the center of the formation, so that talking casually will not affect the operation of the formation!

Ren Bikong, who was fiddling with the paper bridge, looked back and smiled: "You can turn your head and see for yourself." ”

Ji Danhuang turned his head suspiciously, he was stunned, and he stepped back with a loud shout.

Isn't the one lying on the ground his own body? The soul is separated from the body, is he dead!

Ji Danhuang's head "buzzed", as if he had been hit hard. Is he dead? because he was talking casually in the formation just now? Or is God punishing him and asking him to exchange his life for Zhang Yang?

"Master!"

With a terrible wail, Ji Danhuang threw himself at Ren Bikong's feet, and tears came down in a flash: "Master, am I dead? How could I die! You can save me, save me! You can't watch your apprentice die like this!" suddenly thought of the chain that grabbed Zhang Yang's soul, and stared around in panic, lest he himself be taken away.

Uncle has practiced, whether you are a ghost or black and white, don't want to arrest the uncle!

Wei Chi Xianzhang supported his forehead and patted Ji Danhuang's shoulder: "Don't worry, you're not dead yet, it's just that you're out of your body." Look for yourself, your body still breathes, and you still have your heartbeat. ”

"Hey?"

Ji Danhuang was stunned for a moment, leaned over to his body to take a closer look, and sure enough, he was still breathing, and his heartbeat was normal, but he was in a deep coma, unable to move, unable to speak, and only breathing, looking no different from a vegetative person.

"This ...... What is this for?"

Wei Chi Xian said: "With your cultivation, if you want to go on the road, you can only use some other methods to take away your soul alone, and you must ensure that you will not die." ”

"Up...... On the road?" Ji Danhuang was a little confused, "What road?"

Wei Chi Xianzhang said with a smile: "Huangquan Road! Zhang Yang's ghost has been taken away by Yin Cha, we must go to the underworld to find Zhang Yang's ghost and bring it back in order to save him." ”

Ji Danhuang was taken aback. Are they going to the Netherworld to rob ghosts?

Oh my god, that's too ...... That's what it is!

Ren Bikong smiled: "Silly apprentice, are you ready?"

Ji Danhuang wanted to take a deep breath to calm his feelings, but he found that he didn't have to breathe anymore, so he had to reach out and touch his chest, slowly calm himself down, and not be so excited.

"Alright, Master, I'm ready. ”

Ren Bikong nodded, snapped his fingers lightly, and the paper bridge instantly ignited. Ji Danhuang stood in the middle of Ren Bikong and Wei Chi Charter, watching the paper bridge gradually burn into ashes, and then saw a quaint stone bridge rising from the ground, and the other end of the bridge was pitch black, filled with a strange fog.

Wei Chi Xian said: "If you cross this bridge, you can enter the underworld. When you get there, you have to follow us closely, and you must not run around, otherwise you will probably be in danger. ”

Ji Danhuang nodded vigorously. That's the underworld! How dare he run around!

Ren Bikong laughed: "Eighth brother, don't be so strict, don't scare my apprentice." Stretched out his hand and patted Ji Danhuang's shoulder, and pointed to Shiqiao, "Let's go, let's go to hell together!"