"Your Majesty... Donor Wu, I know you are protected by strange beasts. If you can, please ask your uncle. I... am a poor Taoist..."
The beautiful eyes of Xuanqing are flowing with light and tenderness, as if they can melt iron and stone.
At this moment, she is not the most promising Grand Master of Taisu Immortal Palace to become a Half-Saint and wield the Taixuan Dao Sword, but a young girl seeking help in despair and sorrow!
"To be fair, Fairy, if I can help, I will definitely not refuse. After all, I have a close relationship with Taisu Immortal Palace. In the past, Supreme Dekunian bestowed upon me the ten plain girls Xuanzhen, and I have always been grateful in my heart!"
Wu Ming smiled bitterly, pointing to the deep black quagmire and said, "It's just that the reason why I came here is because I encountered a powerful enemy before. In order to protect me, the Poison Dragon Emperor was almost wiped out of his origin. Now he is absorbing the blood poison demon here in the pond."
The origin of Qi is restored!”
"this……"
Xuan Qing's face suddenly turned pale, his silver teeth bit his red lips tightly, and his beautiful eyes were full of struggle.
She was also one of the participants in what happened that year, and she knew very well what disgraceful role her master played. The so-called sending ten plain girls Xuanzhen was just because Wu Ming was easy to bully, so she deliberately threw trouble to him.
Not to mention, except for one Jingyi who was taken away because she was Lu Bing's daughter, the other nine girls have never been seen before.
Now that Wu Ming mentioned the matter again and had a legitimate reason, he politely refused. It was difficult for her to say what she said. After all, he had done something wrong. How could he ask Wu Ming to give up important help in recovery to save his uncle?
But if she was allowed to watch Kun Ling die from the poison, even if she could really fulfill the great trust of her master, it would be difficult for her to pass her level, let alone find opportunities for a breakthrough.
"Hey, don't worry about me, time is your destiny!"
Kunling sighed weakly, as if he had seen through the world, caressed Xuan Qing's beautiful hair and said, "As long as you can complete the tasks assigned by senior sister, inherit the rule of the Immortal Palace, and ensure the continuation of the inheritance of our sect, even if you die here today,
I can still smile! Otherwise, even if I die, what face will I have to see my ancestors?"
"This old Taoist nun is a master of Jiejie! That old witch Kun Nian also has this kind of virtue!"
Wu Ming frowned slightly, and the coldness in his eyes flashed away.
With Xuanqing's character, he would definitely swear to save Taisu Immortal Palace no matter what the cost.
Logically speaking, it is reasonable for the Immortal Palace to raise him up, teach him arts, give him valuable treasures, and give him heavy responsibilities. It can even be said to be natural, but it makes Wu Ming feel a little uncomfortable.
Forcibly instilling one's own ideas into the next generation and distorting their nature is tantamount to murder!
This is something that any living being pursuing freedom hates!
Maybe the person involved doesn't care, and even voluntarily assumes this responsibility, but I don't know whether this is really his nature, or whether it is a decision made under subtle influence!
Wu Mingke didn't care whether he had preconceptions or not. He felt bad about what happened back then. Anyway, there were a hundred people who were unwilling to save Kun Ling.
In his opinion, this kind of old coffin should be as far away from death as possible!
"Donor Wu!"
Sure enough, after Xuan Qing promised Kun Ling, he did not immediately heal his wounds. He forced his trembling body to bow, bowed sincerely, "If Donor Wu is willing to lend a helping hand, save my uncle's life, but I have something to ask for."
, Xuan Qing, don’t dare to disobey!”
"Xuanqing!"
Kunling was also shocked.
Originally, in her opinion, thinking about Xuan Qing's intention to take care of Wu Ming in Taisu Immortal Palace, there was no way that the latter would not save him. At most, he would lose his temper because of what happened back then and ask for more benefits.
That's all.
Unexpectedly, Wu Ming was not willing to help, but he was trying to show off his feelings. It was obvious that his grudge was still lingering in his heart.
What made her even more shocked and angry was that Xuan Qing would actually make such a guarantee. She was the appointed headmaster of Taisu Immortal Palace, and she would become the seed of a semi-saint in the Immortal Palace in the future!
But after thinking about it, she understood why Xuan Qing made such a decision. It was probably to ease the relationship between the two parties, and not to hope that Wu Ming would be able to take revenge on Taisu Immortal Palace in the future.
Thinking of this, Kun Ling felt inexplicable sadness in his heart. How could Taisu Immortal Palace, the leader of martial arts in the state, and Dipin Sect be so afraid of a great master?
"Fairy, how can I bear this great gift? Please get up quickly!"
Wu Ming was stunned and quickly reached out to help him.
"Please also ask Donor Wu to rescue me!"
Xuanqing stubbornly refused to give way and paused.
"When you and I reach the level of cultivation, you should know that promises should not be made lightly!"
Wu Ming frowned slightly, took a breath, and said with deep eyes.
"The poor Taoist is absolutely telling lies!"
Xuan Qing's delicate body trembled slightly.
"Even so..."
Wu Ming glanced at Kun Ling, hoping that the old Taoist nun would die in order to prevent Xuan Qing from making such a big promise, but he still underestimated his desire to survive. After about three breaths, he said, "I do have a method that can save people."
I have obtained Taoist Master Kunling, but this method is extremely dangerous. Even if it succeeds, it will damage the Taoist Master's foundation, and I'm afraid there will be no hope of further progress in this life."
Kunling's expression changed drastically. Before he could say anything, Xuanqing raised his head and said in surprise: "Is this true?"
"If the Taoist master is willing to devote himself to cultivation, dissipate his true energy, and be purified by the Poison Dragon King, he will be able to eliminate the poison that invades the bone marrow and heart veins. As for how much cultivation he can retain in the end, it can only depend on God's will!"
Wu Ming took a deep breath and said.
"Okay, just follow what Benefactor Wu said!"
Xuan Qing said seriously.
"No, even if I survive, I'm just a useless person. How can I let you..."
Kunling shook his head repeatedly, with a hint of determination in his eyes.
The premise of her death is that she can recover, even if she can only survive for a few more years, escort Xuanqing, and fully control Taisu Immortal Palace. Even if she has selfish thoughts, she is more for the sake of the sect and is absolutely unwilling to do so.
Bring Xuanqing, the leader of the sect, in.
"Uncle, there is no need to say more. I have made up my mind. If I don't save you today, how will I face the disciples of Immortal Palace in the future? How can I lead the sect and protect the inheritance of the ancestors?"
Xuan Qing, who was already extremely intelligent, had already seen Kun Ling's intention and couldn't help but speak sincerely.
"Master Nephew's thoughts, Master Uncle, I understand, but..."
Kunling was startled, looking at Xuan Qing's clear eyes, and seemed to feel his thoughts. After a while, he nodded heavily and looked at Wu Mingdao, "In this case, Donor Wu will take action!"
"please!"
Wu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, turned sideways, and pointed at the quagmire.
"You don't have to worry about me, nephew. Everything is about the sect. It will take a long time for me to heal. Even if I can't fully recover, I will go to help you as soon as possible!"
Kunling stood up slowly and walked straight towards the quagmire. The black and gold light flashed slightly behind him, and an iron nail flew out, it was the Namoyun Destroying God Nail.
"Uncle, don't worry!"
Xuan Qing will take it into the palm of his hand and solemnly guarantee it.
"Donor Wu!"
Just when Kunling was about to enter the quagmire, he suddenly stamped his feet and said without looking back, "Before coming here, Pindao met the fourth elder of the Gu family. Although this man ranked fourth among the elders of the Gu family, he was an artist.
He has already reached the pinnacle of perfection as a Grand Master, and even half-stepped into the path of a Semi-Saint. He is only below the Grand Supreme and Grand Elder of the Gu family, so I hope that Donor Wu will do well for himself!"
"Golden Fangs!"
Wu Ming's pupils shrank, and a majestic figure with blond hair flashed in his mind. He was the strong man of the Gu family known as the 'Golden Fang' whom he had met once before - Gu Shi!
Speaking of which, it was a few years ago that he escaped from the trap of being trapped in a dragon and escaped into the Shaolin Temple. He hid for a year and a half in a nearly self-imprisonment manner, and then he managed to achieve a body with nine orifices equal to the sky!
But it was also that year that I saw this man taking Gu Jinglong to Shaolin to pay homage to Xuanbei. He seemed to have something to ask for, but was eventually rejected and went down the mountain angrily!
Unexpectedly, he turned out to be the pinnacle grand master, and ventured to the Forsaken War Realm to seek a breakthrough opportunity!
"Thank you, Taoist Priest, for reminding me!"
Wu Ming slowly came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and rushed into the quagmire. Kunling, who was wrapped in colorful gray mist, leaned over and bowed.
"Donor Wu, I can leave after I recover a little!"
Xuan Qing looked at it for a while and said softly.
"Fairy, you can feel free to heal your wounds, I will protect you!"
Wu Ming smiled.
"Here comes the donor!"
Xuanqing was not polite, and immediately took out the secret elixir from the Immortal Palace, drank it, and performed exercises on the spot to heal his injuries.
After about half a day, his complexion improved greatly. Instead of waiting for Kun Ling to recover, he and Wu Ming worked together to get out of the poisonous blood quagmire.
Firstly, the sect's mission is the top priority, and secondly, she is afraid that Wu Ming will misunderstand. After all, with her strength, if she really wants to stay, she may not be able to suppress the Poison Dragon Emperor. Even though Wu Ming will not think about it, she will.
You have to worry about your master uncle.
To anyone, the Poison Dragon Emperor can not only cure all kinds of strange poisons in the world, but its demon elixir is a supreme nourishing treasure that no one can avoid coveting.
"The poor Taoist has the heavy burden of being a disciple and cannot go with the donor!"
After getting out of the quagmire, Xuan Qing regained his cool demeanor and said goodbye seemingly without any nostalgia.
"Taoist Master, take care!"
Wu Ming bowed his hand.
"Take care of yourself!"
Before the words were spoken, the beautiful shadow disappeared without a trace.
"Hey, it's not that we don't know how to be compassionate, it's just that old witch Kun Nian who bullied others too much!"
Looking into the empty distance, Wu Ming rubbed the bridge of his nose and sighed repeatedly, as if he was making excuses for himself, rather than deliberately calculating that the pure essence of Kun Ling, a peak master, would be used as a nourishing substance for the Poison Dragon Emperor's recovery.
If it were normal, it would have taken at least half a month, or even longer, for the Poison Dragon Emperor to recover. After all, his foundation was almost damaged this time. But with the help of Kunling's true energy and the special blood poison of this place, a two-pronged approach can
Not only has the time been halved, but there is also hope to go further.
Even without the help of the two emperors for the time being, Wu Ming thought to himself that he still had the strength to protect himself, as long as the three little ones could arrive in time at the critical moment.
"It's time to go to Master Fan's assigned location. Let's go first..."
Wu Ming took out a jade slip map and carefully checked the location and his own situation. After thinking about it again and again, his body's true energy swelled, but he suddenly remained motionless. He said in a cold voice, "Come out!"
Come out!
The shouts filled with true energy spread out for dozens of miles, as if they were reverberating between heaven and earth, constantly echoing back and forth, but other than the vaguely frightened roars of beasts, there was no other response.
"Haha, the majestic Grand Master of the Third Realm, Anzi of the Demon Sect, don't even have the guts to face me, a newcomer to the Yin Shen Realm, directly?"
Wu Ming chuckled lightly and sat cross-legged. His face suddenly darkened, "Liu Scaran, don't think that if you hide it, I won't be able to do anything to you. If you want to live, come out on your own. For Feng Tianlin's sake, I