"Wen Tingdao!" Ji Xin said solemnly: "You are so brave!"
"I've seen Baiknot grass, on a mountain." Wen Tingdao was dressed in a green shirt, fair and handsome, holding a folding fan in his hand, looking as graceful as a good young man in troubled times.
"Where?" Zhou Jinchun asked hurriedly.
Wen Tingdao raised his folding fan and pointed at Ji Xin: "As long as I hurt him, I will tell you!"
Zhou Jinchun turned to look at Ji Xin.
Ji Xindao: "Wen Tingdao, a disciple of the Jianyue Sect, the great master!"
"Wen never tells lies. I have seen Bai Knotweed, but I won't say a word if I don't hurt him!" Wen Tingdao chuckled and said, "Bibi Knotweed, there are some in that patch.
There are more than a dozen trees, and others can’t even notice them!”
"If you say it's a hundred-knot grass, it's a hundred-knot grass. Don't fool people!" Zhou Jinchun snorted and turned his head.
Wen Tingdao stretched out his hand, and a broken branch from the flower garden flew into his hand.
He stood up a branch as a pen and made a few strokes on the ground, which were as clear as carvings with a knife and imprinted on the mud.
"Look, is it this?" Wen Tingdao smiled at Chu Li: "Mr. Zhao, we meet again!"
Chu Li snorted: "The surnamed Wen is asking for trouble again!"
Wen Tingdao took a few steps back and said, "Master Zhao, come and take a look."
Chu Li stepped in front of him. Wen Tingdao hurriedly pressed the hilt of his sword, his whole body tense.
Chu Li smiled: "Look at how scared you are!"
He turned his back to Wen Tingdao and glanced at the painting on the ground: "Well, it's a hundred-knot grass!"
Wen Tingdao's fair and handsome face turned red, and he became angry with embarrassment. He had the urge to draw his sword, and wanted to stab his vest, straight to his heart, and killed the ugly ghost with one sword.
Reason, however, firmly suppressed his hand, preventing impulse from controlling him.
Chu Li stepped back into the small pavilion.
Zhou Jinchun said hurriedly: "How about Junior Brother Zhao?"
"It seems he did see it."
"Okay!" Zhou Jinchun cheered up: "Then let's capture him and force him to hand him over!"
"Good idea!" Chu Li nodded.
Ji Xindao: "Be careful with this guy's sword and body skills, he's very difficult to deal with!"
"The three of us can't take down one of him?" Zhou Jinchun grinned indifferently: "This guy came to our door, it's the best thing. It's only fitting that Junior Sister Lu is so lucky to take him down!"
Ji Xin sighed.
This article is insidious and cunning, and will not commit suicide.
Wen Tingdao suddenly said: "Since you don't want to know where the Baijiao is, Wen will leave!"
"Where to go!" Zhou Jinchun shouted, and struck out with a big bright divine fist, but what was struck was only a shadow, and Wen Tingdao had disappeared.
Ji Xin shook his head and said: "Forget it, Brother Zhou, the Jian Yue Sect's movement skills are strange and unpredictable, so you can't catch up!"
"No, we must catch up with him!" Zhou Jinchun shouted.
He chased after him with great strides.
Ji Xin said helplessly: "Junior brother Zhao, you heal your wounds first, and I'll go over and take a look!"
Chu Li nodded without hesitation.
The two of them are inspectors and have enough self-protection power. They don't have to protect themselves everywhere. In the Guangming Holy Cult, they only care about Li Ruolan.
Chu Li watched them disappear and continued to practice the thirty-six postures of nourishing qi.
The sword energy accumulated in each of the thirty-six postures of nourishing qi is very weak, and it takes a long time to fully accumulate the Dantian, and the Dantian needs to be exercised bit by bit in order to withstand the long-term retention of sword energy.
An hour later, Ji Xin and Zhou Jinchun staggered into view.
Both of them were covered in blood, as if they were wearing bloody clothes, and their clothes were torn to pieces by swords.
"Bang!" The two of them suddenly tripped over the steps of the pavilion and fell into the pavilion.
Chu Li looked at them in surprise.
Ji Xin and Zhou Jinchun both looked pale and had purple lips, which was a sign of excessive blood loss. Their faces covered with blood revealed a bitter smile.
Chu Li stepped forward and helped them sit on the stone bench: "What's going on?"
He could see that the two of them were full of vitality and there was no danger of their lives. It was just that there was no good skin on their bodies and they needed to be nursed back to health.
"Damn it, this kid is so insidious, he led us into an ambush!" Zhou Jinchun cursed bitterly.
His whole body was shaking, he was exerting too much force and his whole body was weak.
Ji Xin sighed: "Two Sword Moon Sect masters were ambushed outside the city, and we used secret techniques to escape!"
Chu Li frowned and said, "There are two more Sword Moon Sect masters?"
"Not inferior to Wen Tingdao!" Ji Xin said: "We are lucky to have escaped with our lives."
Chu Li said: "This guy surnamed Wen is so insidious. Three masters can just break in and take care of us, and it takes so much trouble!"
"This is Wen Tingdao!" Ji Xin said bitterly.
Zhou Jinchun gritted his teeth: "Hateful! Damn it!"
Chu Li said: "Senior Brother Zhou, don't worry, as long as Baijiao Cao exists in the world, you can find it!"
"I'm afraid it's Dafu." Ji Xin said: "Dafu is not something we can break into. There are many dangers. I know it very well!"
"Even if it's in Shiwanda Mountain, I'm going to look for it!" Zhou Jinchun gritted his teeth and said, "We must let Junior Sister Lu's arm grow back!"
Ji Xindao: "Junior brother Zhao, please help me."
Chu Li showed a troubled look: "A perfect monk is enough for me, and I can't protect myself."
Zhou Jinchun gritted his teeth and said: "Junior Brother Zhao, if you can get the Baijiao back, I will listen to you in everything from now on, but I will never refuse if you are given an order!"
"For the sake of Senior Brother Zhou's infatuation, please help him," Ji Xin said.
Chu Li sighed: "Okay, if I have a chance, I will definitely take action, but I really can't tell the difference now. The Qiankun Sword I practiced can only send out a dozen knives. If I send out one knives, I have to practice for a long time to make up for it.
A supremely good monk is here..."
Zhou Jinchun said hurriedly: "I will attract Wen Tingdao!"
Chu Li said: "That's no problem!"
He got up and walked out.
"Senior Brother Zhou, you don't want your life!" Ji Xin said hurriedly: "How many attacks can you withstand now?"
"I still have enough breath to lure him here!" Zhou Jinchun snorted.
Chu Li said: "Let's go outside the city. It will be easier to lure them here."
"Okay!" Zhou Jinchun nodded hurriedly.
Ji Xin grimaced.
He really didn't want to go crazy with Zhou Jinchun.
Now his body is empty, relying solely on the support of spiritual elixirs. It will take about a year to fully recover. This year is the critical period of the battle between Daqiu and Dali, but he can only watch indifferently, doing nothing, and unable to accumulate credit.
Junior Sister Li will probably make enough contributions here to be promoted to altar leader.
Once Junior Sister Li becomes the altar leader, I really have no right to be with Junior Sister Li anymore.
Zhou Jinchun took a few steps, suddenly stopped, turned to Ji Xin in the small pavilion and said, "Junior Brother Ji, don't go, have a good rest!"
"Forget it, let's go together." Ji Xin sighed helplessly.
Zhou Jinchun nodded and said no more.
Ji Xin weakly followed him outside, took out a Peiyuan Pill and stuffed it into his mouth, mustering up his courage. This time he really had to go all out, and he would risk his life to accompany the gentleman.
But after making this decision, he sighed helplessly, but he also felt faintly excited. He seemed to have become great, and he looked down upon himself.
The three of them walked out of the back garden and separated in a small forest outside the city. Zhou Jinchun and Ji Xin went to listen to the sermon, while Chu Li was waiting in the woods while practicing the thirty-six postures of nourishing qi.