When it came out, it was quite smooth, and there was a samadhi true fire to open the way, and the road was unimpeded.

It's just that the consumption of immortal yuan power is a little larger.

However, Zhao Sidong didn't care about this, even if the immortal power in his body was exhausted, he would be able to recover in a very short time.

The miracle of the "Nine Heavens Mysterious Infinite Heavenly Sutra" is by no means comparable to ordinary exercises, at least the speed of recovering qi is a must.

After leaving the Valley of the Absolute Gods, Zhao Sidong flew in the direction of Shengxianfang City in the direction of the Immortal Fang City.

To say that the speed of this light is extremely fast, it only took more than an hour to fly thousands of miles away, and it seems that you can fly a few hundred miles further to reach Shengxianfang City.

In order to avoid being seen, he pressed the light and continued to run wild on the ground disguised as a casual cultivator, hundreds of miles are not a problem for casual cultivation, it is nothing more than consuming some physical strength and true yuan, it is better than flying in the sky and being used as a target.

This was a decision he made because he didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble, but he didn't know that people were not as good as heaven, and he was still being targeted by people all the way.

......

"Senior Brother Tu, look over there!" On a hill a hundred miles away, two monks in black robes were meditating, when suddenly one of them opened his eyes and looked to the west, and said to the other.

The monk surnamed Tu also opened his eyes and looked over, and then a hideous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "After waiting for so long, I finally caught the prey!" Senior Brother Qi, get ready, that person will arrive soon!"

"Yes, Senior Brother Tu!" the monk surnamed Qi responded, rubbing his hands together excitedly and jumping up, carefully taking out a blue jade box from his arms.

There are dozens of blood-colored crystals lying quietly in the jade box, and when you look at it fiercely, it is easy to attract people's eyes and make people involuntarily sink their hearts into it.

The monk surnamed Qi didn't dare to look at it more, and slapped the bottom of the jade box with his hand, and the dozens of spars jumped up automatically, and then flew around under his control.

He had words in his mouth, and kept pinching the magic tricks in his hands, controlling those spars to fall in a specific direction, and finally shouted lightly, and then saw that the spars that had fallen on the ground emitted a faint red glow, which instantly became a piece, like a cover, covering him and the monk surnamed Tu inside.

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the red glow flashed and vanished as if it had never existed.

"The formation has been arranged, Senior Brother Tu, it's up to you next. After saying this, he took out a small black bottle from his sleeve, uncorked it, raised it above his head, and poured it down with his wrist.

Wow –

A stream of bright red blood poured out and poured it all over his head.

Crushed the small bottle and threw it away, he wiped it on his face again, lay down on the ground, closed his eyes, and suddenly became angry.

And the monk surnamed Tu stood up slowly, squatting silently beside the monk surnamed Qi, his face changed suddenly, and a layer of gold mixed with green qi appeared on his face.

Not only that, but a wisp of dark red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes became dull.

If someone who doesn't know the inside story sees it, they will definitely think that this is a person with serious internal injuries.

After a while, he suddenly burst into tears: "Senior brother, wake up, wake up! It's all for my brother who hurt you, I shouldn't have brought you out this time...... Ahem...... Damn for my brother, if it weren't for protecting me, how could you have been poisoned like this...... Ahem...... Senior brother, wake up quickly, if something happens to you, how can you explain to your master...... Ahem......"

The cry was miserable, the voice was hoarse, and it sounded full of grief and regret.

It wasn't long before a figure came galloping from a distance, stopping not far from them.

"This fellow Daoist, what's wrong with you?" the visitor asked, standing a few feet away with some caution.

The monk surnamed Tu turned his head to look at it while crying out in mourning, and replied heartbrokenly: "If you go back to Daoyou, my senior brother and sister were originally going to participate in Nafang City, hoping to find some good things to go back to cultivate, but they didn't know that their luck was not good, and they were robbed by a strongman on the way...... Ahem...... My junior brother blocked a palm for me, and now ...... It's almost dead now......"

A look of sympathy appeared on the man's face, and he asked loudly, "Don't you have any healing pills on you?"

"Pills?" "The monk surnamed Tu shook his head with a sad wry smile, "It seems that I am waiting for this kind of loose cultivation without doors and sects, where can I get any pills!"

"That's ......" The man hesitated for a moment and walked over slowly, "Don't worry, fellow Daoist, I still have a Baicao Pill here, although it is not a healing holy product, but at least it can also hang his life, you let him take it first, so as to save his breath." ”

As he spoke, he took out a small white porcelain vase from his bosom and threw it over.

The monk surnamed Tu hurriedly took it and threw it back with his backhand, "Fellow Daoist, your kindness is well understood, but you and I have never known each other in our lives, so we dare not accept this great gift, so please take it back." ”

There was admiration on the man's face, and he said softly at the moment: "Fellow Daoist, in Xiayun Wenyao, it is also a casual cultivation, although we don't know each other, but the world's scattered cultivation is a family, when encountering such a thing, how can you stand by and watch? can save people's lives, which can be regarded as a merit in the next one, and please don't shirk it. ”

The monk surnamed Tu showed embarrassment on his face, "Yun Daoyou, I can't hide it, my senior brother and sister have no long things, and your Baicao Pill is too precious to us...... Ahem...... I'm afraid we won't be able to repay it!"

Yun Wenyao shook his head disappreciatively, leaned over and squatted next to him and said: "Fellow Daoist, you are now outside, and if you offer a hundred herb pills below, how can you reciprocate? When you go out, who doesn't have a time when you are in trouble? My generation has no sect to rely on, if we don't help each other, won't it be completely extinct sooner or later? Okay, fellow Daoist, don't be verbose, hurry up and let Senior Brother Ling obey, so as not to delay his life!"

"This ......" The monk surnamed Tu's face changed for a while, gritted his teeth and took the small porcelain bottle, and said to him solemnly: "Since everything has been said about this, then it is not hypocritical to be in the bottom, Yun Daoyou, if there is anything needed, just ask, my senior brother and sister will definitely go to the soup and fight the fire, and never give up!"

As he was talking, another person rushed in the distance, Yun Wenyao squinted, couldn't help but be overjoyed, stood up and said, "Fellow Daoist, there is another casual cultivator over there, wait for me to ask him if there is any good healing there!"

The monk surnamed Tu also turned his head and said, "This is not very suitable......

"If there's anything inappropriate, it's all loose cultivation, and it's right to help each other!" Yun Wenyao didn't wait for him to say anything more, got up and greeted him, "This fellow Daoist, please stay!"

The one who was stopped by him was Zhao Sidong, who was disguised as a loose cultivator.

Zhao Sidong swept his gaze and asked with a puzzled expression, "Is Daoyou calling me?"

Yun Wenyao stepped forward and arched his hand, saying, "Exactly." In Xiayun Wenyao, passing by here just now, he encountered a pair of loose cultivators who were in distress, and one of them was seriously injured and his life was on the verge of death! There was only one Baicao Pill on his lower body that could temporarily hang his life, and he just happened to see Daoist friends passing by, so I wanted to ask Daoyou if there was anything that could heal his wounds?"

Zhao Sidong didn't answer his question directly, but turned his head to look at the two monks not far away, and wondered a little in his heart—he was seriously injured, why didn't he look like it!

With his cultivation and experience, he could naturally see at a glance that although there was something wrong with the aura of the two monks who were squatting and lying down, their bodies were full of qi and blood, and they didn't look like people in distress at all.

However, Yun Wenyao's eyes were clear and his expression was sincere, not like he was deliberately faking, so he hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Yes, yes, but I have to see how his injuries are first, if the Baicao Pill doesn't work, I'll give him another big pill." ”

As soon as he heard the name of Da Huan Dan, Yun Wenyao's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of envy, and he said happily: "Great! With Da Huan Dan here, that fellow Daoist should be able to survive this catastrophe!"

Zhao Sidong nodded slightly, and walked over there with a move, suddenly his heart moved, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but secretly he quietly released his divine sense and swept around.

Under this sweep, his heart suddenly opened up.

Walking to the side of the monk surnamed Tu, he said calmly: "This fellow Daoist, how about I help him check his pulse first?"

The monk surnamed Tu stood up with a grateful face and moved out of the way, "Thank you for your help!"

Zhao Sidong let out a noncommittal 'um' and leaned over towards the man on the ground.

At this moment, the monk surnamed Qi, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and a cruel smile appeared on his face, "You have been fooled!"

Before the words fell, he raised his hand and slapped it towards Zhao Sidong's chest.

At the same time, the monk surnamed Tu also suddenly turned around and attacked, slashing at the defenseless Yun Wenyao with one palm.

Bang –

Yun Wenyao didn't have time to react under the shock, and was suddenly hit in the chest by his palm, and the blood spurted upside down with a 'wow', and the next moment, his body was covered by a red light that flashed out of thin air.

"You ......" Yun Wenyao, who was shocked and angry, shouted, but another mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body softened weakly.

The sad look on the face of the monk surnamed Tu had long disappeared, replaced by gloomy and hideous, only to hear him laugh proudly: "You idiot, didn't your master tell you when you went out, don't easily believe other people's words?" hahahaha...... Honestly hand over the good things on you, and you can still keep one, otherwise, hum ......"

After snorting coldly at Yun Wenyao, who had a look of remorse, he turned his head to look at Zhao Sidong, but this look almost startled his jaw.

Zhao Sidong, who was supposed to be injured by a palm slash in the chest by a monk surnamed Qi, was standing there with a good face, looking at him indifferently.

And the monk surnamed Qi, who was supposed to succeed in the sneak attack, kept his posture standing up and froze there in horror!

Oops, kicked to the iron plate!

The monk surnamed Tu subconsciously understood, but unfortunately it was too late to understand at this time.

"Dao...... Fellow Daoists, don't get me wrong, we're ...... Just kidding, ha, just kidding......" he said as he slowly stepped back.

Zhao Sidong sneered disdainfully: "Are you kidding? hehe, you guys are joking with your lives!"

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