In the center of the desert, a few kilometers away from the ruins, Tang Qicai stood silently behind his master, looking at a man and woman not far away.
The man only has one arm left. The wound that was cut into the mirror has been bandaged, but you can still see the blood stains overflowing. His face is also slightly pale, and his body is a little weak. He is lying weakly on the face of the absent-looking man.
On the woman beneath him.
But as he and his master arrived, two dazzling lights still burst out from the weak man's eyes.
"You don't think you are still my opponent now..." Seeing the man's wary gaze, the wine monk smiled lightly.
"what do you want?"
The man was naturally Ximen Qingluan, and he did not relax his vigilance just because he was not a wine monk, even though he knew that even in his prime, he would never be a match for this strange monk.
"Two choices, one, I will kill you and take her back to be my cauldron, or two, become my disciple..." The wine monk said calmly.
Ximen Qingluan frowned, never expecting that the world-famous grandmaster would give him these two choices.
Become his disciple?
I already have a legacy, how can I accept him as my teacher again?
But if he doesn't agree, he is not afraid of death, but he never wants to see Mou Sha become his cauldron. Even if he has not practiced the double-cultivation method, he still knows what the cauldron represents.
Facing an existence in the realm of a great master, with their cultivation levels, even wanting to commit suicide is a luxury.
"Okay, I promise you, but you need to let her go!"
Ximen Qingluan only hesitated for a moment before making a decision.
Mou Sha was stunned and looked at Tang Qicai behind the wine monk. She had more or less guessed what would happen to this woman once Ximen Qingluan became the disciple of this strange monk.
She was clearly aware of the scene where she and those Qi Realm masters were practicing double cultivation before.
Deep down in her heart, she certainly didn't want Ximen Qingluan to do such a thing, but she also understood that Ximen Qingluan made this decision for herself.
And she also didn't want Ximen Qingluan to die here.
Helplessness, despair, pain, all kinds of emotions were lingering in her heart, but she was not even qualified to express these emotions, all because she was too weak.
Even though, she has already entered the Nine Innate Realms! "Okay!"
The wine monk glanced at the charming Mou Sha and nodded.
At this moment, a subtle breath came from the direction of the ruins. The wine monk raised his brows slightly, and his already gloomy face became even gloomier.
"Let's go!"
Without saying any more nonsense, the wine monk turned around and left.
Tang Qicai followed behind them silently, but Ximen Qingluan didn't say a word to Mou Sha. He just glanced at her deeply and followed behind the two of them.
Looking at the people leaving, Mou Sha's eyes overflowed with crystal tears.
She knew that although Ximen Qingluan had never had a good attitude towards her, he loved her, otherwise with his arrogance, he would never have made such a choice.
Silently suppressing the grief in her heart, Mou Sha turned around and left. She wanted to rush back as soon as possible to tell Master everything about this place. If there was anyone else in this world who could rescue Ximen Qing from the hands of a great master,
Huan, that can only be Master.
At this moment, Ye Xiu was still running desperately, running for several kilometers, and the feeling in his body that was about to burst him was getting better now.
But when he looked back, he didn't see the terrifying Grand Master. Ye Xiu was a little surprised, but he didn't dare to stop. He ran for several kilometers to confirm that the Grand Master was not chasing him.
At that moment, I breathed a sigh of relief.
But the doubts in my heart became more intense.
Judging from the sudden arrival of the wine monk, he should also be doing it for the piece of blood jade on his body. With his strength, there is no reason to let him go.
Could it be that he was injured in the fight with Xia Qi?
Ye Xiu didn't know why the wine monk didn't chase him, but at least at this moment, he was safe for the time being.
After slowly stopping and turning in several directions, Ye Xiu finally came to the back of a mound. After confirming that there was indeed no movement around him, Ye Xiu buried himself in the yellow sand.
After drawing out several swords in succession, the energy in his body was released a little, but after all, it was the seven-hundred-year-old dragon pattern grass, and the energy contained in it was too great.
This place is located in the desert, but there is no environment like the cold pool to help him suppress this energy. He must rely on his own willpower to suppress this energy.
Fortunately, his physique has improved a lot. If it were his original physique, he would have exploded and died the moment he took the dragon grain grass.
Ye Xiu sat cross-legged in the yellow sand, constantly using his mental skills to absorb the medicinal power of the Dragon Pattern Grass, but his whole body felt like he was being boiled in a frying pan. If it weren't for his amazing willpower, he would have fainted long ago.
In the past, once someone fainted, the final result would still be death by explosion.
At this time, in the ruins, the woman in white had already left, leaving Xia Qi alone standing there blankly.
At this moment, he was still digesting the body-building method taught to him by the woman.
That was the most powerful body-building method of the Witch God Cult. He never thought that he would have the opportunity to practice such a technique.
It took him a long time before he completely put this idea into his mind.
With a slight sigh, Xia Qi opened his eyes, looked at the ruins of the ancient city, chose a direction, and strode away.
The master has said that he will follow the young master from now on, and the body-training method must be handed over to the young master verbatim. As for whether the young master wants to practice, the choice is entirely up to the young master.
As for his master's whereabouts, Xia Qi didn't dare to ask any more questions.
The next morning, the scorching sunshine shone in the desert.
Deep in the ruins of the ancient city, an arm suddenly stretched out.
Hua Rumei, with scars all over her body, emerged from the ruins.
Yang Dahua came out with her. As for Wang Chundu, they worked together to pull her out. She had lost too much blood and passed out again.
Looking at the empty ruins around them, Hua Rumei and Yang Dahua had expressions of horror on their faces, especially Hua Rumei. As an innate warrior, she clearly understood how much power it would take to cause such destruction.
.
It's impossible for a Yuanjing master to do it, and I'm afraid it would be difficult for a Dianjing master, too, most likely the powerful Zijing master.
It's just that in the entire Ningzhou, except for the one from Jiuquan Temple, there is no master of the End of the Realm.
Was it really the one who took action?
If this is the case, I'm afraid Ye Xiu is already dead! When she thinks that Ye Xiu is probably dead, Hua Rumei, who should be relieved, feels a little sad inexplicably.
She is a disciple of the Gale Feng Clan, and Ye Xiu is logically the enemy of the Gale Feng Clan, but she can't bear any grudge against this extremely talented young man.
Even though he had killed Tong Shan, even if many members of the Liefeng Sect died because of him, but thinking of Ye Xiu's care for her, she couldn't bear the slightest hatred, and she knew in her heart that if Ye Xiu really wanted to
Kill her, she would have died long ago.
"Come on, we have to get out of here immediately!"
Glancing at the woman who came with Ye Xiu, Hua Rumei sighed. Even she didn't understand why she wanted to let go of this woman who came with Ye Xiu. Perhaps it was because she didn't want to be too lonely on the road.
, perhaps, to repay the young man's kindness of not killing?
Yang Dahua also seemed to have thought of something. Seeing that Hua Rumei had no intention of dealing with him and Wang Chuntu, he breathed a sigh of relief. Without saying anything, he picked up the unconscious Wang Chuntu and followed Hua Rumei.
She knew in her heart that whether she and Wang Chundu could survive depended on this woman's thoughts...