The trauma of the fire rhino is fatal, but it will not die immediately. Instead, due to severe injuries, it activated its full power and its power suddenly increased tenfold. It traveled thousands of miles from the bottom of the sand valley. It had to wait until the essence and blood were exhausted before it fell to the ground and died.

At this time, the fire rhino is the most dangerous. Even if a master from the Daluo realm sees the injured fire rhino, he has to retreat. As for the cultivators in the Golden Immortal Realm, even if they have the top-level Golden Immortal Realm cultivation, once they are locked by the injured fire rhino, they will most likely be unable to escape and will eventually be knocked down by it and can only die with it.

The fire rhino will eventually fall, and everyone will only chase it seven or eight thousand miles along the golden blood it left behind, and they will definitely find its corpse.

Old Man Wu led the way, tracking the intermittent golden blood along the golden sand, while telling everyone the key points of hunting fire rhinos.

Dongsheng and others were laughing and joking. It seemed that they had heard Old Man Wu’s explanation more than once, so they became absent-minded.

Only the petite girl named Qiu'er heard the most carefully, and it was obviously the first time she followed everyone out to hunt.

Old Man Wu did not rush to the road, as if he was afraid of wasting his true energy. Perhaps he knew that the fire rhino would eventually become a thing in his palm, so there was no need to rush for a moment.

As the sky gradually became late, a red sun fell on the edge of the desert.

Everyone had already driven out five or six thousand miles away. Dongsheng and others' breathing seemed a little rapid, and Qiu'er was even more sweaty and panting.

"Okay! Let's rest in front, get up tomorrow morning, and continue on the road." Old Man Wu pointed to a leeward dune in front, landed in the air, and rushed to the ground.

Dongsheng raised his forearm and signaled everyone to stop.

Tang Shan understood that Old Man Wu went to check and see if there was any danger nearby, so he stopped with everyone.

Old man Wu circled around the dune twice and hid into the back of the dune. Soon, his voice came, "Dongsheng, you can bring everyone here."

Dongsheng waved his palm forward and led everyone over.

"This little brother?" Old Man Wu walked out from behind the sand dunes and said to Tang Shan, who was stranded a thousand steps away: "The hunters have no rules. If you don't mind, you can come and take refuge."

As he spoke, there was a look of surprise in his eyes. Everyone drove five or six thousand miles away in one breath, and everyone's true energy was seriously exhausted. Even a master like him, a Daluo realm, felt a little helpless. But Tang Shan was calm and as if nothing had happened. There was also Tianlang, who was also breathless. It seemed that the true energy was still abundant, and there was no sign of weakening at all.

"Thank you uncle!" Tang Shan had long hoped to stay with everyone, so he was completely free. He was no longer polite and immediately flew thousands of steps and brought Tianlang to him.

Uncle Wu smiled "hehe" and said, "Young old man Wu Yibin, how can you ask the little brother what to call him?"

Tang Shan replied respectfully: "Uncle Wu, my name is Tang Shan, just call me Shan'er."

"Submitted to Tang?" Wu Yibin hesitated for a moment, nodded, and led Tang Shan into the back of the sand dune.

At this time, Dongsheng was leading the other five people to build a temporary station.

Six ghost-headed swords that were as red as charcoal sparked out flames, and had melted all the golden sand dozens of feet high.

Just as the golden sand gradually melted and turned into a viscous liquid, Dong Sheng slashed out. The cultivation level of the top-level Golden Immortal Realm caused the air to condense, and its powerful power aroused many illusions. Suddenly, a palace of Zhenyuan that was more than ten feet wide was bursting out of the void and inlaid into the melting gold solution.

Wu Yibin followed and patted his palm. The whole sand dune was completely covered by cold air. The hot air immediately condensed into crystal snowflakes and fell in the sky. The melting golden sand, the palace with golden water, frozen instantly, and a small palace emerged in the dune.

"Young Master Tang, please. Dongsheng, you come to stay at night."

Wu Yibin stayed Dongsheng and led everyone into this palace made of pure gold.

It is said to be a palace, but it only has the appearance of a palace and does not have the connotation of a palace. It is opposite the hall gate. It is a lobby with dozens of steps, and there are three ear chambers on both sides, square, and only a large bed can be placed. It is more appropriate to say that it is a cave rather than a palace.

Although it was a cave, it was created by Dongsheng's sword. Tang Shan walked into it and couldn't help but exclaim: "Just one knife, it actually created a magnificent palace. Brother Dongsheng's sword skills are really admirable!"

"Young Master Tang is joking!" Dong Sheng heard Tang Shan's praise and replied outside the door: "It is difficult for the country people to enter the elegant hall."

"It's almost dark," Wu Yibin looked out the door, picked up a piece of jerky meat from the cloth bag and threw it to Tang Shan, "Dongsheng, it's not safe outside, so stay inside the door. Qiu'er, your cultivation is the lowest, and the true energy is most depleted. Take the time to eat something, and then go to the innermost room to meditate quietly. Before dawn, you must restore your skills. Otherwise, you will suffer tomorrow. After your skills are restored, replace Dongsheng with a rest."

Everyone responded, sat around the lobby, each taking out the jerky meat and water bags, and no one spoke, eating silently.

Qiu'er picked up two pieces of dried meat and handed them to Tang Shan, signaling him to give them to Tianlang. He then took out a water bag and handed it to Tang Shan.

Tang Shan drank two sips of water. During this period, Tianlang had swallowed two pieces of dried meat, jumped and ran around Qiu'er to ask for it.

Qiu'er was a little nervous, raised the cloth bag high, took out the jerky from it, and threw it on the ground.

This guy, Tianlang, is just a mother who has breasts. Seeing that she is willing to feed her meat, he is even more reluctant to leave.

In a moment, Qiu'er had taken out two or three hundred pieces of dried meat. Each of these dried meat weighed one pound, and a total of two or three hundred pounds of dried meat was swallowed by Tianlang.

Wu Yibin asked Tang Shan, "Young Master Tang, we are all rural people. We usually eat these crude dried meats. I don't know if you are used to eating them?"

"Uncle Wu, don't call me a young master, it sounds weird. Actually, I'm not the young master of any other family..."

"oops!"

Qiu'er screamed and interrupted Tang Shan's words.

The jerky in Qiu'er's cloth bag had been hollowed out by her, and a three-leaf clover was pinched out of her hand. Perhaps it had become a habit to throw the jerky into her habit, and she threw it to Tianlang without thinking.

The Tianlang came without any hesitation and took it directly into his mouth.

"My Cuiji Grass!" Qiu'er wanted to snatch the three-leaf clover from Tianlang's mouth, but she didn't dare. Her eyes turned red and she almost burst into tears.

"Cuijicao?"

Tang Shan was shocked and flashed to the side of Tianlang, pinched the grass roots of the three-leaf clover, slapped Tianlang's head casually, and shouted: "Spray it out and give it back to Miss Qiu'er."

He had heard of this thing in the conversation between Old Man Qiao and Shi Fei, and knew that a "Cuiji grass" could enhance the cultivator's skills for a thousand years. Qiu'er naturally cherishes such a precious fairy grass and must not be ruined by the Tianlang.

Tianlang protested, as if he knew that this was a fairy grass, and he refused to let go.

"Is there anyone like you?" Tang Shan pinched Cuiji grass with one hand and pointed at its nose with the other hand, and taught a lesson: "You have eaten up all Miss Qiu'er's jerky meat, and now you still have to steal her Cuiji grass. Are you too unreasonable, right?"

Qiu'er was very nervous and held the cloth bag tightly with her hands. She obviously cared about this Cuiji grass.

Tianlang showed grievance, as if saying, "It was her who fed me, not me who robbed me!" But seeing Tang Shan getting angry, he finally let go of his mouth and spit out Cuijicao.

Tang Shan looked closely and saw three green leaves on the top of the head of the Cuiji grass, with golden roots and fragrant, sweet and fragrant scent throughout. Just a sniff, I felt refreshed and even my soul was nourished.

"It is indeed a precious fairy grass, but it can only increase its strength by a thousand years!"

Tang Shan vaguely felt that such an immortal grass only helped people grow their skills for a thousand years, and seemed to be a waste of resources.

He held Cuijicao in his hand and returned it to Qiu'er.

Qiu'er hurriedly took it and hugged it tightly in her arms.

Wu Yibin never made a sound, but his expression seemed a little serious. With his skills, it would be easy to take back Qiu'er's Cuijicao from Tianlang's mouth. But he didn't move, just to see how Tang Shan dealt with it.

At this moment, when he saw Tang Shan retake the Cuiji grass and return it to Qiu'er, his face calmed down and said with a smile: "Young Master Tang, don't want to laugh. A Cuiji grass may not be anything in your eyes. But in the eyes of us country people, it seems to be extremely precious."

Tang Shan smiled at him and did not reply, but said in his heart: "It seems very precious to you, but I have never seen you before. It is better not to laugh at me!"

Wu Yibin said again: "Now in the market, Mr. Tang must be clear about the market of Cuijicao, right?"

Tang Shan shook his head, not to mention now, no matter what time or what kind of market it is, he doesn't know.

"It seems that Mr. Tang rarely goes out, and even the market of Cuiji Grass is not aware of it." Wu Yibin raised his forearm, clenched his fists, shook it at Tang Shan, and said, "According to the current market, ten thousand-year-old monsters' demon pills can be exchanged for a Cuiji Grass. You just saw that the seven of us hunted that fire rhino. Although it was safe, it would take a lot of true energy to track it for a day and a night before we could collect its demon pills. We are not afraid of you laughing at it. We have been hunting for more than half a month. We have just hunted eight thousand-year-old demon pills. Even if we add that fire rhino, it is not enough to exchange for a Cuiji Grass."

Tang Shan didn't know how to answer, he could only smile and smile bitterly.

Wu Yibin continued: "The wolf raised by the young master is now at the top Golden Immortal Realm, right? If you want to achieve such a cultivation level, it will cost at least a thousand thousand-year demon pills. The old man thought for a long time that the young masters in the city's martial arts mansion could not have such financial resources. Only the masters in the martial arts hall in the big city can afford such a demon pet. I wonder which capital the young master comes from and which martial arts hall, can he give me advice?"

"This..." Tang Shan was speechless. He really wanted to make up something, but there was some basis for making up. If you really talk nonsense, wouldn't you be full of loopholes? These people seem sincere and open-minded on the surface, and they are quite generous with the Mongolians. But people's hearts are far apart. If they have bad intentions, they will suffer.

"Haha!" Wu Yibin laughed and said self-deprecatingly: "It seems that the young man is troublesome. The young master must have something to say. It's better not to say it or not to say it."

Tang Shan smiled bitterly again. He found himself like an idiot, who had just entered the Xuan Realm, at a loss and had no idea how to get along with people in the Xuan Realm.

Looking back on before entering Xuan Realm, although he knew that this trip was a life-long death, he was clear about his mission. He found the whereabouts of Yue Zhuifeng and Shi Fei, found out the truth about the monks in Xuan Realm asking for martial arts and cultivation, eliminated all the relevant people, and cut off the connection between Xuan Realm and the cultivation world.

Nowadays, let alone looking for Yue Zhuifeng and Shi Fei, it is hard to know where he is.

"Everyone, take a break!" Wu Yibin seemed bored and asked Qiu'er and others to enter the ear chamber to meditate. He pointed to the remaining ear chamber, tilted his head to Tang Shan, and signaled him to go inside to rest. He sat cross-legged in the lobby, closing his eyes to practice.

Tang Shan took Tianlang and silently walked into the innermost ear chamber on the left, opposite Qiu'er's "room". Among the people, only he and Qiu'er had the lowest cultivation level, so they were placed on the innermost for their safety.

Lying on the golden ground, Tang Shan tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. He made up his mind secretly that he always had to think of a reason to gain the trust of Wu Yibin and others, and to survive in the Xuan Realm before he could make the next plan.

What kind of reason? To whom?

Fortunately, there is one night, so I can think about it slowly...
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