The mutated squirrel seemed to have not seen Xu Xian, but still rushed towards the monk with a fierce look in its eyes.
Xu Xian quickly swung the iron rod towards the mutated squirrel.
He took this blow in a hurry and did not use all his strength, but even so, Xu Xian was sure to hit the mutated squirrel's fat body.
But he was shocked the next second. This mutant squirrel was actually much more flexible than he thought. Just when the iron rod was about to hit it, its head lowered and rolled around on the ground, perfectly dodging it.
Open this stick.
'Is it possible that this squirrel and the monk came from the same temple and practiced Taoism?'
Cursing in his heart, Xu Xian did not pause in his movements. After retracting the iron rod, he hit it directly towards the mutated squirrel.
The iron rod hit the ground with a 'clang' sound, and the squirrel managed to dodge this blow.
Raising his eyebrows, Xu Xian did not rush to attack anymore. He rolled up his sleeves and looked warily at the mutant squirrel in front of him.
At this time, he had realized that the strength of the mutant squirrel was by no means low, and was even stronger than the mutant mountain wolf in the Golden Pearl Space, so he had to face this guy head on.
"grumble--!"
The imaginary 'speaking human words' did not appear. The mutated squirrel bared its teeth and shouted threateningly at Xu Xian. It waved its two paws twice in the air and turned its head to look at the monk again.
Xu Xian was stunned for a moment and vaguely understood its meaning. It was telling him not to meddle in other people's business and not to interfere in its personal grudges with the monk.
After the mutated squirrel threatened Xu Xian, it rushed towards the monk again, its sharp claws going straight to the monk's throat.
The howling wind sounded. Of course Xu Xian could not just sit back and watch the beast kill people. This time he used all his strength and swept the iron rod towards the mutated squirrel.
However, the mutated squirrel was too nimble. It jumped aside and the iron rod barely managed to hit its tail.
Xu Xian was not surprised. He held the iron rod tightly with both hands and swept the iron rod back and forth while pushing towards the mutated squirrel.
Although this will reduce the attack power of the iron rod a lot, it can at least seal off the space for the mutated squirrel to hide.
This trick was indeed effective. The mutant squirrel was forced back by Xu Xian, and had no choice but to stay away from the monk.
"grumble--!"
When it was forced back two or three meters, it seemed to be irritated by Xu Xian, and it stared at him with a fierce look in its eyes.
After so many consecutive swings without hitting the mutated squirrel, Xu Xian lost his temper. Regardless of the ferocious appearance of the mutated squirrel, he swung the iron rod in his hand even more violently.
Just when he swung again and was dodged by the mutant squirrel, the mutant squirrel exerted force under its feet and actually rushed towards him.
Seeing this, Xu Xian quickly put away his stick, changed his previous offensive, and used an iron stick to resist the mutant squirrel's attack.
The mutated squirrel jumped left and right and came to Xu Xian in an instant. Perhaps it saw that Xu Xian's consecutive attacks failed to hit it, or perhaps Xu Xian's behavior completely angered it. In short, it became bolder and jumped.
He got up and rushed towards Xu Xian's door.
Xu Xian, who had originally been unable to find a breakthrough, his eyes suddenly lit up when he saw this scene. The mutant squirrel's incisors were getting closer and closer to his face. He decisively gave up attacking with the iron rod and used his right fist to strike directly at the opponent's mouth.
The next moment, there was a clicking sound and a scream. After fighting for so many rounds, Xu Xian finally hit the mutant squirrel and broke its front teeth.
After seeing the mutant squirrel fall to the ground, he decisively seized the opportunity, stepped forward and kicked the mutant squirrel on the head.
This blow was obviously more deadly than the previous one. The mutated squirrel's body flew out like a kite with its string broken, and flew nearly ten meters away before hitting the ground.
Even though the mutated squirrel stopped moving after landing, Xu Xian still didn't care. He took out the dagger in his pocket and rushed over quickly.
The mutated squirrel looked ferocious and had nothing to do with "cuteness", which made him act decisively and stabbed the dagger directly into its neck.
After the battle, a tingling sensation came from his right hand. Xu Xian raised his hand and saw that the fist that had just hit the mutant squirrel hit the opponent's front teeth, causing a gash in his hand.
"This is the first time I've been injured since I ate the spiritual fruit. I didn't expect that I fell on a little squirrel."
Xu Xian sighed, turned around and walked towards the monk with the iron rod in hand.
The monk was still in a coma. He took a quick look and found that although the other party looked extremely embarrassed and the monk's robe was in tatters, there did not appear to be fatal wounds on his body.
At this time, Xu Xian looked at the wooden box that had fallen next to the monk. After the wooden box landed, the lid had been opened, revealing the contents inside.
"Spirit fruit?!"
Xu Xian was shocked when he saw the blue and red fruits in the wooden box. There were actually three spiritual fruits, two spiritual fruit and one marrow-washing fruit inside!
He squatted down to pick up the wooden box almost subconsciously, but before he could touch the wooden box, the monk lying on the ground suddenly straightened up his upper body, quickly closed the wooden box cover and held it in his arms: "Donor, thank you for saving me.
kindness."
"???" Xu Xian said suspiciously, "You didn't faint?"
"I did faint for a while. If it hadn't been for the donor's help, I would have been in this situation today." As the monk spoke, he glanced into the wooden box and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that all the spiritual fruits inside were behind him.
Xu Xian quickly took a look at this strange monk. He was not very old and seemed to be similar to himself. Although there was dust on his face, he could see that he was very fair and had some baby fat.
Then he looked at the wooden box held by the other party. The box had the words "Tianbaoshan Hidden Dragon Temple" on it.
A monk from Tianbaoshan Hidden Dragon Temple?
Xu Xian knows that Tianbaoshan Hidden Dragon Temple is actually not that far away. It is only about five or six kilometers south from here.
No wonder this monk was able to come here while being chased by mutant squirrels.
However, he soon realized that this monk must have eaten the spirit fruit. The mutant squirrel just now was almost at level V. If the monk could be chased so far by it and not die, he must be at least level G (seventh level) or even
Only level 6 (Level 6) is correct.
Seeing that Xu Xian's eyes were fixed on the wooden box in his hand, the monk quickly took the Zen staff beside him, stood up with gritted teeth, and said with a smile on his face: "Donor, I will never thank you for your kindness. We will see you again when we are destined!"
Xu Xian raised his eyebrows: "Are you leaving now?"
"Does the donor have anything else to do?" The monk's smile froze, and there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.
"Hiss——!" Xu Xian rubbed his chest, raised his eyebrows, and put on a painful look: "I was seriously injured just to save you. By the way, Lingguo can alleviate the injury to a certain extent.
It works, there happens to be spiritual fruit in your wooden box, otherwise..."
He is in urgent need of marrow-washing fruits to increase his strength. Although he bought a marrow-washing fruit spiritual plant, it will take some time for it to grow marrow-washing fruits. Now that he has encountered a ready-made one this time, he has also saved the possessor.
The owner of the pith-washing fruit is alive, so I have to give it a try.
The baby's fat face twitched. The monk looked Xu Xian up and down and said suspiciously: "The donor's face is rosy. He doesn't look injured, right?"
"Internal injuries!" Xu Xian didn't think about it, but then he thought of something. He raised his hand to show it to the monk and said, "Look, my hand is also injured. It was bitten by a mutant squirrel. I don't know if it will be infected. I am
I got hurt trying to save your life, so you can’t just walk away, right?”
The monk didn't know whether Xu Xian had any internal injuries, but the wounds on his hands were real, and they looked like they were caused by the incisors of a squirrel.
In an instant, the monk's expression changed rapidly. He fully understood the value of the spiritual fruit. How could he give it to the other party so easily?
But the other party did indeed save his life. It would be unjustifiable if he didn't express it. The most important thing is that the other party has taken the initiative to ask for it, and he can't pretend anymore.
The monk's eyes rolled, and after pondering for a few seconds, he said: "That...donor, it is fate that we meet..."
Xu Xian nodded and interrupted him seriously: "It is indeed fate. You needed help, and I happened to show up. I needed spiritual fruit to heal my injuries, and you happened to have it."
"..." The monk was speechless for a long time, not knowing how to refuse. At this moment, he suddenly noticed the iron rod in Xu Xian's hand, his eyes lit up immediately, and his expression became solemn: "To be honest with the donor,
Now that my spiritual energy has revived, some of my past life memories have also recovered. In fact, I am the reincarnation of Monk Tang."
"???" Xu Xian's brain was stuck for several seconds before he could react: "You... your brain was damaged?"
