Zhang Chuxue got closer and closer, and suddenly a cold snort startled her.
"If you dare to come closer again, I will kill you." The voice was calm, but the coldness in it made the whole place pale.
Zhang Chuxue was surprised and said: "Senior, senior, can't the servants recommend themselves as pillow mats? The little girl does not seek status, but just following the senior is enough."
"Give you three breaths to disappear from me, or you will stay here forever."
Zhao Weiwei's last strike: "It's embarrassing, get out!"
Yang Jiong's powerful aura crushed him, and Zhang Chuxueru stood on the sea of blood on the mountain of corpses, so frightened that she could not speak. She launched her flying sword and flew towards the sky like a frightened bird. Her figure was messy and embarrassed, and there was no trace of her left.
Charming style.
"pity!"
"What a pity, let's go after it!" Zhao Weiwei gritted her teeth and shook her fist in front of Yang Jiong's eyes.
"I mean it's a pity that I let her go without asking for the Dragon Subduing Fruit."
"She must be a liar, husband, there is another person in the cave."
"Weiwei, I just planned to use a handsome man trick to find out the whereabouts of the Dragon Subduing Fruit. But considering your feelings, I stopped the plan. This man should be an accomplice of the woman in purple in front of me. Do you have a way to find out the whereabouts of the Dragon Subduing Fruit?
news?"
Zhao Weiwei rolled her eyes: "Beautiful man trick? With your current appearance, it's better if you don't scare people to death. I don't know if that woman is obsessed with her and actually shows her love to you. I'm here to ask this man. You just need to cooperate well."
become."
The two whispered for a while, and Yang Jiong thrust out a spiritual thought, waking Shen Gang up.
Shen just shook his confused head and walked out of the cave. Suddenly his eyes lit up. A bright and unparalleled woman was looking at him. Next to the woman stood an ugly man.
He reached out to the two of them with his spiritual thoughts, but there was no response at all. With Zhang Chuxue's lessons learned, he instantly concluded that the cultivation of the two was far superior to his own, and he subconsciously took out a wooden stick and flew backwards. A woman's voice faintly came to his ears:
"Senior, are there any steep cliffs near here?"
Shen Gang flew further and further away, but did not see the man and woman chasing after him. A thought flashed through his mind: "Are those two mortals without cultivation?"
Yang Jiong laughed quietly and said: "It seems that your beauty trap is not very good. People are scared away by you without saying a word."
Zhao Weiwei stamped her foot and said bitterly: "A little monk who is as timid as a mouse, I hope he doesn't know about treasures like Dragon Subduing Fruit."
"You are wrong. The woman in purple may not know about Dragon Subduing Fruit, but this man must know about Dragon Subduing Fruit."
"How do you know?"
"Have you forgotten my previous dragon-subduing staff? The wooden stick he sacrificed just now was made from dragon-subduing wood, and it is much thicker than my staff."
Zhao Weiwei said anxiously: "Then let's catch him and interrogate him properly."
Yang Jiong shook his head and said: "He has not flown far, he is still watching us from a distance. Wife, maybe your beauty trap has worked."
"Then let's restrain all our auras and continue to be mortals." Zhao Weiwei said with great interest.
The two wandered in the forest for several hours, and the sky gradually darkened. Shen Gang observed carefully, half of his suspicions were gone, and he gradually got closer to three hundred feet away.
The sky was finally dark, and there were stars in the dark night sky. Yang Jiong and the others hurriedly looked for
When they found a place to stay, a green wolf suddenly appeared. The green wolf was not a monster, but was known for its strength and ferocity.
Yang Jiong fought with the green wolf with a long sword. Zhao Weiwei's face turned pale and she covered her mouth and hid behind Yang Jiong.
One man and one wolf fought for half an hour, and Yang Jiong was scratched all over by the green wolf. He almost died under the wolf's claws several times. Shen Gang finally lost his suspicion. These two people were ordinary mortals. Otherwise, how could they be scratched by a wolf?
.
But he didn't know that Yang Jiong had just been reduced to the mortal level due to the skin-peeling erysipelas poison of the gods. He finally waited for this moment, so he found the green wolf and let it scratch him.
Yang Jiong finally fell to the ground "out of strength" and was about to be seriously injured by the green wolf. Zhao Weiwei called out "brother" and stood in front of the green wolf. Because of fear, her body shook like grass in the wind and she couldn't say anything.
Desolate and helpless.
How could Shen Gang let Zhao Weiwei die? He rushed past like lightning, shattered the green wolf's head with a palm, and said with heroic appearance: "Girl, what are you doing in this forest without cultivation?"
Although his doubts were gone, he had become a habit of being cautious over hundreds of years, and he was always a little uneasy.
Yang Jiong thanked him for saving his life and said weakly: "I accidentally ate poisonous weeds, which caused the root of the disease in my body. We, brother and sister, want to find some spiritual fruits. One is to cure the injuries on my body, and the other is to send them to Qingqing."
Go to the Underworld Altar and exchange for some elixirs to open your spiritual roots."
Shen Gang pointed at Yang Jiong and asked Zhao Weiwei: "Is he your brother?"
"Yeah! Only the Dragon Subduing Fruit can completely remove the poison from my brother's body. I must try to find the Dragon Subduing Fruit and cure him." Zhao Weiwei puffed up her cheeks, her two dimples appearing and disappearing.
"Why do you have to look for Dragon Subduing Fruit? First-grade red fruit, blood ginseng, ten thousand year snow lotus, fig... these are all fine?" Shen Gang reported several spiritual fruits in one breath.
"The Master of the Golden Phoenix Altar once told us that only the Dragon Subduing Fruit, and it takes ten thousand years to be effective. Senior, can you help us?"
Zhao Weiwei called out the senior, Shen Gang was greatly impressed, and asked: "Who is the master of the Golden Phoenix Altar? Does he know the medicinal effects of Dragon Subduing Fruit?"
Yang Jiong responded: "You should have heard of Lin Guangzhi, the leader of Longque Hall. His son Lin Shaoxiu's double monk is the advocate of Jinfeng Temple. After Lin Guangzhi disappeared, Longque Hall was leaderless and was occupied by a hermit Nascent Soul monk.
The Dragon Bird Hall."
Zhao Weiwei continued: "That Nascent Soul monk killed Lin Shaoxiu and occupied Zhang Jinfeng. My brother and sister were actually Zhang Jinfeng's followers. When the altar was destroyed, they finally escaped."
Zhao Weiwei and Yang Jiong sang together, and the content described was half true and half false. In the past few months, a lot of things have indeed happened in Longque Hall. Lin Shaoxiu was killed by the successor hall master, and his wife was occupied. This is indeed true.
Shen Gang said: "I see. No wonder you are ordinary mortals and dare to hunt for treasures in the forest." He was completely sure that Yang Jiong and Yang Jiong were mortals, so he prepared to kill Yang Jiong and kidnap Zhao Weiwei to be his companion.
Compared to mortals, Xishang monks can kill as they please, which is worse than ants. But as soon as the idea of preparing to take action appeared, he felt a sense of danger, reminding him not to do that.
The monk also believed in luck and believed in the feeling in the dark. Shen Gang tried several times, but the danger reminder became more and more obvious, and he finally did not dare to act rashly. His slender eyes scanned Zhao Weiwei's body several times.
, looked at Yang Jiong again, and made up his mind: "I can help you find the Dragon Subduing Fruit, but you have to be my Taoist companion."
Zhao Weiwei said happily: "Okay! Thank you, senior. But since I can't practice, I'm afraid I won't be able to be senior's Taoist companion."
Shen Gang said: "Practice doesn't matter. As long as you get to my place, there will be a way for you to practice. Let's go to where I live first."
He offered up the wooden stick and asked Yang Jiong and two people to stand on it. In the dark night, the two of them climbed up the wooden stick. The wooden stick suddenly became larger in the wind and flew up. Yang Jiong and Yang Jiong yelled, which attracted Shen Gang.
A roll of eyes.
The night breeze made the wooden stick gradually fly higher. Zhao Weiwei quietly sent a message to Yang Jiong: "Husband, this Shen Gang abandoned his roots to pursue the source, but used his magic power to support the Dragon Subduing Wood to fly. After all, he is a foundation-building monk, wouldn't he?
Some flying skills?"
Yang Jiong responded: "His wooden sticks are crudely refined, and he does not have a Qiankun bag to hold items. Judging from his words and deeds, he does not look like a disciple of the Peak of Gods, but may be a secluded casual cultivator."
The two communicated secretly and observed Shen Gang carefully, and found that Shen Gang's behavior was shallow and lacked the demeanor of a disciple of the sect.
No matter which continent of cultivation, casual cultivators are a group of extremely hard-working people. They have no one to advise them, no sect to protect them, and no one to give them magic weapons. They have to figure everything out by themselves. Thinking of the hardships of the casual cultivators, Yang Jiong and the two men were immediately relieved.
While the two were talking secretly, suddenly a burst of mana rushed towards Yang Jiong. Yang Jiong's body was stunned, and he screamed and grabbed Zhao Weiwei's arm with both hands. He pulled Zhao Weiwei down and fell down.
Both of them were about to drop the stick, and Shen Gang had no choice but to pull them back onto the stick.
"Husband, this Shen Gang is not a good guy. He wants to push you down and kill you."
"This is the second time that he has murderous intentions towards me. Logically speaking, he has determined that we are mortals and can kill me casually and snatch you to become a Taoist companion. There is no need for such a dirty trick!"
"Perhaps he has other motives. He wants to get rid of you, an eyesore, and make me willing to be his Taoist companion. Husband, why don't you fall down and 'die'?"
Shen Gang did not push Yang Jiong down, but told the two of them to be careful with a stern face. He secretly regretted that his actions just now were a little gentle, which gave the man time to react. When he finds the opportunity to strike hard again, he will definitely push him down.
wooden stick.
After this fright, Zhao Weiwei grabbed Yang Jiong's arm and wouldn't let go. Shen Gang had no choice but to stare.
After flying for two hours, Shen Gang felt sweat on his forehead, and finally arrived at the junction of Longque Hall and Tianxuan Hall. Looking around, he saw the rolling mountains with strange and steep shapes, and a solitary peak towering into the sky.
After two hours of flying at full strength, he had used up most of his magic power, and was already exhausted mentally and physically. This was because there was no difference between magic techniques and sects. With Yang Jiong's flying speed, this distance could be reached in dozens of breaths.
At this time, the sky was not bright yet, and there was a faint flash of exposure on the horizon. Zhao Weiwei looked down hard, and after a while she said: "I can't see anything, where does senior live?"
Shen Gang pointed to the top of the cliff and said proudly: "A cultivator will not live at the foot of the mountain. I live above the clouds."
Just as Yang Jiong was about to answer, Shen Gang glared over at him. Along the way, whenever Yang Jiong spoke, Shen Gang would mock or roll his eyes. Only when Zhao Weiwei spoke to him did he become interested, and his slender eyes twinkled.
Yang Jiong was suppressed, and Zhao Weiwei was happy to see the result. When she was happy, she even cooperated with Shen Gang to ridicule Yang Jiong. She made matters worse. Yang Jiong had no choice but to stand on the wooden stick and blame himself. He was a mortal who could not play the role.