Old friend? Wuxin? Xiao Yuchen was slightly startled after hearing the old monk's words. He knew that the footwork just now had obviously exposed his master. Master Wuxin had warned Xiao Yuchen not to mention his name to anyone when he left.
, otherwise there will be fatal disaster.
Xiao Yuchen remembered the unintentional teachings at the time and never mentioned a word about it. Now that the unknown old monk in front of him mentioned it, he felt a little regretful that he had actually used the forbidden footwork at that tense moment just now.
"Haha, little friend, don't worry. What if I tell you that my Buddhist name is Wuming?" The old monk had obviously noticed Xiao Yuchen's little thoughts, so he smiled lightly and said through the message.
"Master, you are so polite!" When Xiao Yuchen heard this person's name, he immediately stood in awe. He was someone of the same generation as Master Wuxin, enough for him to look up to.
Monk Wuming nodded lightly. Although Xiao Yuchen did not admit it, through his performance, this was enough, and other things did not need to be expressed in words at all.
On the other hand, Xiaotian, who had been closing his eyes and curling up on one side, was not optimistic. His face was as pale as a piece of white paper, and he didn't seem to be getting any better at all.
"Master, he...!" Xiao Yuchen pointed at Xiaotian worriedly and asked.
"All the essence and blood have been burned out. Now it's up to him. You two, just follow me. Xuanmen won't let it go!" The nameless monk first glanced at Xiaotian who was lying aside, and shook his head slightly.
, and then said solemnly to Xiao Yuchen.
At this point, Xiao Yuchen hesitated. Although the monk said that he was nameless, who knew if it was true? If it was false, wouldn't he fall into the hands of others?
"You know this!" Wu single-handedly pulled out a black jade piece from the monk's robe. The ancient seal pattern on it seemed to have spiritual energy, and it kept spinning. It turned out to be a black jade piece.
"Black Cambodian? Master, you...!" Xiao Yuchen was shocked when he saw the black Cambodian. It has always been top secret to know who the owner of the black Cambodian is. It is impossible for one person to have both.
There were three black cards, but when Xiao Yuchen was talking, Wuming's other hand also took out, and four or five black cards suddenly appeared in his hand.
Facing this scene, Xiao Yuchen could never have imagined it. He vaguely seemed to have touched a nerve in his body. Could this Wuming be the owner of the black card?
"Do you understand? Just let me go!" Wuming smiled lightly and said to Xiaoyuchen.
Xiao Yuchen, who was left in a daze, looked very pale. After thinking for a moment, he nodded solemnly.
"Brush!" Xiao Yuchen just felt a shadow flash in front of his eyes, and when he regained consciousness, he had already reached a cave.
Xiao Tian was still lying next to him, but he was not lying on the ground, but lying on a stone bed. He was still no different from before, and even the aura on his body was slowly dissipating.
"Teleport?" Xiao Yuchen was completely shocked. He had actually witnessed the most pinnacle of the Supreme Immortal Technique on the land of China.
Wuming looked at Xiao Yuchen very indifferently, as if he had known that he would be so surprised, and there were no special actions or words at all.
Teleportation is the most mysterious immortal technique in the world. All cultivators work hard to get a glimpse of this supreme immortal technique. Even the headmaster of the Immortal Sword Sect went into seclusion for such a long time just to understand this supreme immortal technique.
"No need to ask anything. The stone wall behind you is an ancient magic circle. It will open automatically every full moon night. You can fight for an item or immortal magic in it. You must not be greedy, otherwise you will be burned to death by the hell fire.
As for him... there is a spiritual grass inside, whether he can find it or not is up to you!" After Wuming finished speaking, the figure disappeared out of thin air in front of Xiao Yuchen, without a trace.
Mysterious, this is the only word that comes to Xiao Yuchen's mind. Who is Wuming? He doesn't know at all, as if the other person is just a passerby.
"Black Cambodian...???" When Xiao Yuchen fumbled for the black Cambodian jade piece on his body, he suddenly discovered that the black Cambodian silk was missing, as if it had never appeared.
Thoughts appeared in his mind like lightning, and he quickly rushed to Xiaotian to check Xiaotian's body. Likewise, the black scarf was gone, and all other items were still there!
The unknown monk has so many black cards. Could it be that they were all obtained in this way? Xiao Yuchen was very upset. He was already considered a jazz genius in his cultivation level, but in front of this monk, he was as worthless as an ant.
Mention, he doesn't even know when the black card was lost.
Turning around and looking at the smooth stone wall behind him, he didn't think there was really any ancient magic circle here. It was obvious that the old monk came here because of the black scars on their bodies.
"Xiao Yuchen, why am I not dead yet?" Suddenly, Xiao Tian sat up, looked at Xiao Yuchen, and asked with some confusion.
But when he finished saying this, he immediately saw the abundant spiritual energy in front of him pouring into his body like crazy, without any need to mobilize it, completely treating his body as a parasite.
Xiao Yuchen was just about to speak, but he also discovered that as Xiaotian stood up, a large amount of pure spiritual energy began to fill the surroundings. The purity of this spiritual energy was much higher than the concentration of spiritual energy compressed in his Dantian.
