Zhang Tong was stunned when he saw that Zhen Yuandao vomited blood, he didn't expect it to be like this, so he hurriedly rescued Zhen Yuandao, took the pill, and stabilized the injury. Originally, the physique of a cultivator was abnormal, and even if he was injured, as long as he was treated in time and then guided by qi, as long as it was not too serious an internal injury, it would not take long to heal.

But Zhen Yuandao was obviously not so simple this time, and after he took the medicine, he slept steadily for a night. It wasn't until the next day that Zhang Tong put away the flying sword, but found that Zhen Yuandao didn't come over to hand it over. In normal times, even if he is injured, with an obsession, Zhen Yuandao will never delay time.

At this time, Zhang Tong realized the seriousness of the matter, and hurriedly came to Zhen Yuandao's side, and immediately found that his face was red, his lips were chapped, and he was wheezing slightly, and the symptoms were actually a cold and cold!

If you are an ordinary person, a cold and fever is not a serious illness, and even drink more hot water and sweat, it is fine. But for those who cultivate the truth, it is enough to be fatal. Cultivators originally swallowed the aura of heaven and earth, and there were very few impurities in their bodies, and they were almost immune to all diseases. Only when you are seriously injured, or your life is about to end, your qi is weak, and your constitution is broken, will you be invaded by disease.

If this happens, it also indicates that the energy is wasted and the qi and blood are empty, which is a great omen, and it is also called the five decays of heaven and man. Fortunately, Zhen Yuandao's cultivation is still far from being called a celestial, and when he encounters this situation, although it is very dangerous, it has not reached the point of being hopeless.

Zhang Tong knew that at this time, Zhen Yuandao's qi and blood were weak, and he was not able to survive the cold and heat than usual, especially when he was affected by the wind and cold, he was weaker than ordinary people, and his illness was aggravated by the cold of this cave.

Zhang Tong saw that it was not good, and hurriedly carried him to the outside of this cave, and then took out a few Taoist robes from the five yin pouches and surrounded him. But now it is the cold winter season, even if Mangcang Mountain is located in the south, it is still cold, and the wind is like a knife, drilling straight into the cracks of the bones.

As soon as the cold wind blew, Zhen Yuandao also woke up, but his mind was a little confused, and when he found that he came to the outside of the cave, he was slightly stunned, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Tong'er! Why did you come to the outside of the cave, and you want to polish the chalcedony for the teacher!"

Seeing that he was still struggling to get up, Zhang Tong immediately held him down and said hurriedly: "Master, what are you doing now! Don't you even want your life for that chalcedony!"

Zhen Yuandao was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, closed his eyes silently, and after a while, he showed a wry smile, and then lay on the ground softly, and said slightly: "The heart is exhausted, and the spirit is vain! How can this be? Wasn't I okay yesterday?"

As he spoke, Zhen Yuandao's eyes flashed, and he regained a little clarity, as if he remembered what happened last night, frowned, and suddenly said: "Oh! I remembered! I regret that I shouldn't have been! Last night, in order to grab a momentary success, I actually caused a backlash of true qi! What happened to me at that time?"

Zhang Tong guessed that probably because of his weak body, the obsession in Zhen Yuandao's heart weakened, causing the demon in his heart to temporarily subside, and hurriedly said: "Master! You have forgotten! You have been hiding strange things these days, as if you are enchanted, and the disciple reminded me several times, and you have also reprimanded you." ”

"Enchanted?" Zhen Yuandao was stunned for a moment, then his brows locked deeper, and he whispered: "It's like a demon! Could it be that the demons in my heart have bred and have been affected by my sanity?"

Zhang Tong had long expected that Zhen Yuandao was born with demons, and when he heard him say it, he immediately echoed: "Yes, Master's symptoms, there must be demons!"

Zhen Yuandao was still guessing, but when he heard Zhang Tong drink it again, he became more and more sure in his heart: "Is it really a demon? Back then, the master died of a demon, and I didn't expect it to be my turn again this time!"

Zhang Tong was slightly stunned, he had never heard Zhen Yuandao mention his master before, and he was probably an elder of Heshan Dao, so it was not surprising that Zuihou died of demons. Zhang Tong thought about it then, and he was not very curious, but he was a little worried about Zhen Yuandao, and at this time, he regained his consciousness a little, and at some point, the demon in his heart was about to appear again. ...,

Fortunately, Zhen Yuandao has lived for decades, and his experience and knowledge are far richer than Zhang Tong's, and after sighing, he immediately continued: "Tong'er, don't worry, listen carefully to what the teacher says! This demon breeding is a threshold that our Heshan Dao has always been unable to avoid, and the elders who have cultivated a little higher in the past dynasties will be subject to this sooner or later, otherwise with the great cause of our Heshan Taoist, thousands of disciples, and thousands of years of inheritance, how can we not even have a master who has reached the realm of refining gods!"

Originally, Zhang Tong was still a little strange, Heshan Dao is such a big business, there are a lot of disciples in the door, even if it is not good, he will occasionally meet one or two talented people, how can there be no master of the god refining realm, now after listening to Zhen Yuandao, he realized the key to it, it turned out that they all died at the threshold of the heart demon.

"No wonder! No wonder!" Zhang Tong couldn't help but think: "According to those spells of Heshan Dao, either extracting essence blood, or refining the soul, these killing methods are most likely to make people lose their original hearts, and unconsciously give birth to all kinds of delusions, or thirst for killing, or lewdness, or evil, or evil, all of which are not good thoughts." In addition, Heshan Dao itself does not have a method of honing the mind, which makes the disciples more and more unscrupulous, but when the inner demons come, they have no power to resist. ”

As for Zhen Yuandao, now that he can come to his senses, I am afraid that it is also in the past few years, after obtaining the Qingyu Sword, he began to cultivate the Thunder Yin Sword Technique, so that there was a trace of sword intent in his heart, and at the most critical moment, he suddenly broke out, only to force the inner demon to retreat, thus temporarily restoring his normal sanity.

It's a pity that there is no Vientiane Thunder Yin Sword Technique, although it is the best swordsmanship in Buddhism, but after all, it is not as far as the gourd sword technique, and Zhen Yuandao has not obtained the essence of it, and he has been enchanted too deeply, and he is forced to retreat temporarily, which is a great luck, but he can't be like Zhang Tong, at the beginning of the breeding of demons in his heart, he can give birth to induction, initiation, and awakening.

Fortunately, Zhen Yuandao died on the demon in his heart because his master died that year, and he has been somewhat prepared over the years, but the old nest of the previous Lingxi Guan was destroyed by the ancestor of Xuanqi with one palm, and all those preparations were destroyed in one fell swoop, and it was too late to remedy it at this time.

Zhen Yuandao sighed, and then said: "This situation as a teacher is not too serious, and it should be fine for a while." Now you hurry up and go to the main sect of our Heshan Dao, and go to the Houshan Blood Refining Hall to find Luo Daoren, and say that it is for the master to order you to go. The name of the Luo Daoist is Luo Chengen, but he is the elder of our Heshan Dao, according to your generation, he should be called Uncle Shi, and his cultivation has reached the twelfth level of perfection, and he is only one step away from entering the realm of refining gods. When you go to see him, remember to be respectful, and don't offend him!"

Zhang Tong hurriedly responded yes, but he was a little stunned in his heart, when he went to get the fruit of the thousand-year-old Li before, he not only lost Wu Luzhen's face, but also directly killed the Jinyang Dao people, and had already formed a big enmity with that group of people.

In the past few months, Zhang Tong's swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds, and he was not afraid of Wu Luzhen, but after all, Wu Luzhen is the young master of Heshan Road, and he is going to the main sect of Heshan Road.

Only in the past few months, Zhang Tong's swordsmanship has grown day by day, and the speed of the sword's flight has also risen.

Zhang Tong thought about it for a while, and then he had already made up his mind, and said in his heart: "What is there to worry about! That Heshan Road is not a Longtan Tiger's Den, so why don't I go there, it just so happens that I also plan to stand on my own, and taking this opportunity is equivalent to repaying the favor of the master, and we can also be justified if we part ways in the future." Besides, there are thousands of people up and down Heshan Road, and if I go to Houshan to meet Luo Daoren, I may not be able to Yujian Wu Luzhen. What's more, even if you encounter it and are besieged by him by recruiting people, with my tiger roaring sword, even if you can't defeat it, you can calmly retreat. ”...,

Thinking of this, Zhang Tong's face became more and more arrogant, and he immediately responded: "Master rest assured, disciple can save it, and when you meet that Luo Dao person, you will definitely not lose your courtesy." ”

In fact, here, Zhang Tong should not call Luo Dao people by their names, but call them uncle or ancestor, but now Zhang Tong has made up his mind to leave Zhen Yuandao and set up his own door, so he will not regard himself as a disciple of Heshan Dao from his heart.

Fortunately, Zhen Yuandao's body was weak, and he didn't care about these details, and when he heard Zhang Tong's promise, he immediately continued: "After you see him, remember not to explain the current situation of the teacher, after all, you don't know the face but don't know the heart. Over the years, you must have gossiped about it, and you should also understand some of our Heshan Road style. Although the Luo Dao people are old, they are not good people, if he knows that he is so downtrodden for his teacher, he is afraid that he will not help, and he will fall into the well. ”

"Then what should I say when I see him?" Zhang Tong nodded and asked, as for the style of Heshan Dao, he had already learned from Zhen Yuandao, things gather by like, people by groups, can make Zhen Yuandao so guarded, that Luo Dao person must be more than that.

Zhen Yuandao didn't know that Zhang Tong was secretly slandering, thought about it for a while, and said: "You don't need to say anything else, just say that you are ordered by the teacher and ask him for what he used to be, and he will understand what is going on." It is a jade pillow carved from a thousand-year-old cryocrystal, which can best calm the mind and restrain the growth of demons. At the beginning, he was a teacher on the top of the snow-capped mountains in the northwest, and it took three months of hard work to find it, and then because of his troubled demons, he temporarily lent it to him. Originally, I planned to wait for the shell of this 10,000-year-old chalcedony to be chiseled through and repaired to Dajin, and then I would go and ask for it back. I didn't expect that if I wanted to hurry, I didn't reach it, but I fell into this step. ”

When Zhang Tong heard this, he also had a little realization in his heart, Zhen Yuandao probably prepared a lot of things in order to deal with the demons in his heart, among which there must be more haode than the jade pillow, so he was willing to lend the jade pillow to Luo Daoren, otherwise with Zhen Yuandao's character, he would never bear to cut his love and give Haode to others.

How could the world be unpredictable, with the palm of the Xuan Qi Ancestor, all the original preparations were turned into powder with the Lingxi Vision, but this ice crystal jade pillow became the only life-saving straw. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to ◣◥ to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, your support is my biggest motivation. )