Bai Zhang was groggy and lying on the bed, that night, he and the female cultivator of the Yin and Yang family had been fighting with sound waves for a long time, and his mind was already a little damaged, plus he was injured by the person named Qin Yuan, so after three days, he could only lie on the bed. I could faintly hear someone whispering something next to the bed.

"General Ying, the road of Huangguo is far away, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that if I can't reach the Taolong River, I will be caught and killed. After saying that, the five big and three thick men actually cried.

"Don't worry, Gongzi Cao, we will definitely protect you, Huang Guo and Zou Guo are world friends, and they will not abandon Gongzi. It's just that Childe also has to raise his spirit. ”

It turned out that the third Yingsan in this team turned out to be the son of Zou Guo, who removed the clothes of the servants in the house, and now he looks really good-eyed and talented.

"However, the group of people who originally only had the surname Ji have now added new enemies, hey!" Gongzi Cao sighed and began to cry again.

"A big man, crying and crying, knows no shame. I, Huang Xiaojian, have to underestimate you."

When Bai Zhang heard this, his head sank, and he fell asleep again.

After another two days, Bai Zhang was able to get out of bed and walk, and when he saw that the sun was shining outside and there was no one inside, he got up and went out for a walk. Bai Zhang took a look and saw that the exchange items sold here were very wonderful, and he couldn't help but linger.

Walking further, I saw a group of monks gathered around the intersection, and their words seemed to say something about the True Purple Temple. Bai Zhang's heart moved, so he also stepped forward to watch.

Bai Zhang looked closer and was surprised, it was a Taoist priest dressed in a true purple costume, and he saw that this Taoist priest was dying, not dead, but just spitting blood. His chest seemed to have been smashed by a blunt object, and it had sunk deeply, and he still held the purple gold mahogany sword with the broken sword body in his right hand.

This man glanced at the onlookers, smiled contemptuously, vomited out a mouthful of blood, drooped his eyelids and said, "The old man is really about to fall asleep, is there any wine or good wine? ”

At this time, everyone didn't dare to move forward, the one who was seriously injured and fell to the ground was obviously a monk in the late stage of the foundation, and in this Fang City, the same cultivation is afraid that only the miscellaneous people who guard this Fang City, everyone is afraid of getting into trouble, but you are talking around with a word.

"A group of gutless rats, are you thinking about waiting for me to die so that you can snatch my body!" and thought about struggling to get up, but the injury was too serious, but he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood in vain.

"Senior, I don't have any wine here, only tea, I don't know if I want it?"

Everyone followed the prestige and saw that it was a young man with a one-sided face, and his face was sick. The young man squatted down, took out the tea and tea bowl from the space bag, poured another bowl of tea, and said, "Senior, do you drink this tea?"

The man opened his eyes with difficulty and said, "It's better to have tea, the old man can't move, you can come forward and let my old man taste your tea?"

Bai Zhang carefully fed this bowl of tea, and couldn't help but cry: "I don't know which peak the predecessor is from the True Purple View, why haven't the younger generations seen it before?"

When the people around heard Bai Zhang say this, they spread even more, for fear that they would be burned.

The old Taoist priest lying on the ground finally glanced at Bai Zhang, and said, "The old man has been cultivating for more than 50 years, so is there still tea for his cultivation today?"

Bai Zhang hurriedly poured another bowl of tea and fed it into the mouth of this old Taoist, who was gradually weakening his breathing, and still said: "Your tea is too light, not bitter at all." Then he shook his head and said, "This is not tea."

Before he could finish speaking, his breathing stopped. Although Bai Zhang didn't know this person, he was sad from the bottom of his heart, and couldn't help but lie on Lao Dao and cry. When I raised my head again, I saw the onlookers, staring earnestly at the space bag of the old way.

Bai Zhang picked up the body of the old Taoist priest and threw the space bag out, "I'll give it all to you!"

Then he walked out of the market step by step, wanting to bury the old Taoist. Ignoring the scramble caused by this space sac, and even the possible fighting.

On a mountain cliff, the body of the old Taoist priest turned into powder in the fire and disappeared with the wind. Bai Zhang's clothes were blown by the mountain wind, and the hunting sounded. Bai Zhang took out the jade flute, and the sorrow and sadness in his heart all drifted beyond the cliff through the sound of the flute, although Bai Zhang still didn't know which peak this old Taoist priest belonged to and what its name was.

But it doesn't matter anymore, the Zou Kingdom no longer exists, and the True Purple View has disappeared. Maybe this matter of cultivating immortals is really a life of nine deaths, you fight for me, for enlightenment and defense, for the sake of martial arts treasures, and for cultivation for strength.

What am I for? Bai Zhang expressed his confusion in the sound of the flute, but the only answer to him was the mountain wind blowing up from under the cliff.

Bai Zhang remembered what he and Wan Zhuo said when they were driven to Qingyun City by Master Sanyang: If you don't understand anything in the future, practice more. If your junior brother breaks into a monstrous disaster. And only you can bear more.

And only I can take care of it, Bai Zhang put down the jade flute, and said in his heart: Senior brother, I cultivate immortals, just so that you can really become immortals!

It was at this moment that Bai Zhang felt that his original seventh-layer realm of qi refining, and at the moment when his mind was clear, he had already continuously opened up the two veins of Chong and Void, reaching the ninth layer of qi refining, and moreover, the Qingyin spectrum of his cultivation had also broken through to the fourth layer at once, reaching a new realm.

Bai Zhang clenched the jade flute tightly and muttered, "Senior brother, senior brother will not take you back, but let you take care of me!"

Just as Bai Zhang was about to return to Fang City, a piece of silk suddenly flew out of the burning fire, and Bai Zhang reached out and grabbed it. Warm, this silk piece seems to be a map, on which it seems to be a painting of a cave.

"Seven holes?" Bai Zhang read softly, looking at it, the map marked in the territory of the Yellow Kingdom. Bai Zhang bowed three times to the fire, "Two bowls of tea are so generous to the seniors, and the juniors will remember it." ”

Bai Zhang put this piece of silk into his space bag and walked towards the city. No matter what the future holds, no matter how dangerous the road ahead is, since you have chosen this path, there is naturally no turning back.

If I had been cultivating for 50 years, I would have ended up like my predecessors, or I would never have recovered. I will also ask the enemy for a glass of water and wine, so that I will not regret coming to this world for a while. Bai Zhang said in his heart.

Or the mood has changed, Bai Zhang took off the hairpin on his head, his green hair hung down on his shoulders, and the mountain wind blew, and he had an elegant appearance of cultivating immortals.