The appearance of the wooden man's head in Mu Taoist's hand is relatively abstract, inferior to the pig painted by Rong Tianding, but there is still some charm left in the wooden man's head.
If you take a closer look, you can vaguely see Zhang Xuezhou's appearance.
"Where are the other three wooden figures?" Rong Li asked with a frown.
"It's probably burned out!"
The pilgrim pointed at the Taoist temple where it was difficult to extinguish the fire, which immediately made Rong Li give up her idea of comparing the three wooden figures.
She looked at the wooden head that could only be vaguely recognized, and she felt extremely wary of Mu Taoist for no reason.
If Taoist Mu had never entered the city, but practiced his magic in a Taoist temple three miles outside the city, the other party might be a truly capable person.
Rong Li just thought about the ridiculous things that happened to the Rong family last night. She just felt that it was difficult to explain what happened to everyone using smoke and other objects.
"Isn't it a punishment from God?"
Rong Li thought about what Mu Taoist had said in the past, "Even if an old Taoist does something, it's not over the line." She felt that Mu Taoist must have done something that went over the line, and that's why he met his current fate.
As for who punished Mu Taoist, Rong Li felt that it was God.
"It is probably the blessing of our ancestors of the Rong family..."
When Rong Li roughly guessed the truth in her mind, she only heard people murmuring before she put her thoughts aside.
"Mu Taoist is in trouble?"
Listening to Li Erlang's loud words, Rong Li couldn't help but put her fingers under Mu Taoren's nostrils.
Under Mu Taoren's nostrils, there was only a trace of residual warmth, and there was no breath coming in or out.
"I thought he was saved because he stopped vomiting, but I didn't expect that he was going to die!" Li Erlang said regretfully.
"If a person dies, he will definitely not be able to foam at the foam," Zhu Dan added.
"We should be acting bravely for justice, and we won't be involved in life-threatening lawsuits, right?" Wang Jiadi asked worriedly.
"Is it really hopeless?"
Originally he came here to find a place, but the situation Mu Tao Ren found himself in was something Rong Li had never imagined.
She felt for a moment that Mu Taoist deserved to be dealt with by God.
But Rong Li couldn't help but feel that Mu Taoren's fate was too tragic. After all, although the Rong family had a rowdy night, no one had any problems.
It's just that she is good at killing pigs, not saving people.
Rong Li asked everyone and then the pilgrims. When everyone shook their heads, she couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
"I'll give him another squeeze!"
Zhang Xuezhou was not sure whether Taiqing Zhenshu could cure Mu Taoist.
He played with the wooden head, but there was no special emotion in his heart.
Regardless of whether Mu Taoren targeted him last night, he has not had any problems so far, and Zhang Xuezhou even feels refreshed.
The other party's previous words in front of the pig-killing stall in Dongshi were more like giving everyone a punishment to stop Rong Tianding and others from deceiving people by selling fairy paintings, rather than a life-and-death struggle between each other, so there was no need to cause trouble. The consequences of human life.
Moreover, Zhang Xuezhou was very interested in the little lady in white.
Zhang Xuezhou was certain that it was not his eyesight, but a woman in white who actually sat on his bed.
But Rong Li and others did not see any woman in white.
This made Zhang Xuezhou have some doubts in his mind and wanted to find out the relevance of the matter.
Anyone will be interested in extraordinary things, and Zhang Xuezhou is no exception.
If he wants to know more, this obviously requires him to keep exploring, rather than squatting in his own little world and waiting.
Great cultivators entering the Jiu Chi Taoist Temple appear one after another, but in real life, such great cultivators are extremely rare.
At least in the East Market of Chengdu, Rong Li, the pig-butcher woman, was the only one ruling the roost with a pig-butcher knife, and no cultivators intervened.
The Mu Taoist who was about to die in front of him seemed to have signs of a cultivator.
"If we save this Taoist Mu's life, he shouldn't have said bad words to us, and there are so many people watching. If Taoist Mu still wants to smash the Rong family's painting stall, it will be difficult for him to live in Rongcheng in the future! "
After thinking clearly about the relationship, Zhang Xuezhou didn't hesitate to save others.
In addition to his interests, he is also an enthusiastic and good boy, and it is normal to do good things.
Zhang Xuezhou pinched Taoist Mu's "Shoutang" point with one hand.
This acupoint is an important acupoint in the "Yin Yang Great Compassion Nine Heavens Mantra" and is closely related to human lifespan. When there is a major risk such as coma, this acupoint is also the first place to be pressed to prevent the person's essence and energy from being taken away and eventually falling. Until death.
Zhang Xuezhou held it down with one hand, and then mobilized the magic power in his body.
A bit of white light appeared at the tip of his finger, and then poured into Mu Daoren's body.
In just a few seconds, a muffled sound came from Mu Daoren's nostrils.
"Are you alive again?" Rong Tianding asked curiously: "Cousin, did you pinch Taoist Mu until it hurt and woke him up?"
"I……"
Zhang Xuezhou turned his eyes and pointed to the fingertips of his right hand with his left hand.
"I didn't pinch him, look at my fingers!"
Zhang Xuezhou doesn't like to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, nor does he like to hide things from his relatives. He shows off his Taiqing Zhenshu openly and openly.
He was about to introduce his ability to perform a "spell", which originated from the Northern Military Region, when he heard the Mu Taoist who was holding the "Shoutang" point speak quietly.
"He is just a mortal, how can he clearly see the magic you cast!"
Mu Taoren turned around in one breath, opened his eyes, and looked at the person in front of him who almost killed him and saved his life.
Filling white light circulated in his nostrils, the chaotic magic power in his body began to stabilize, the almost broken 'Qihai Point' magic power began to linger, and the almost dead body slowed down due to the suppression of injuries.
If he takes another ten days and a half to nurse himself back to health, Mu Taoren feels that his body will be able to recover roughly.
To him, the magic in front of him was a sweet spring in the desert, which directly saved his life.
The reason why he almost died was not the smoke from the fireworks, but the backlash of mana during the act.
Mu Taoren just thought about how he had been imprisoned in Zhang Xuezhou's body all night after using his ghost upper body ability yesterday, and when the hour came, he almost received a devastating blow in an instant, and his consciousness was killed directly along with the hanging ghost.
This absolute gap in strength left Mu Daoren without any idea.
He addressed Zhang Xuezhou with the honorific title.
"You mean, others can't see this light?" Zhang Xuezhou asked curiously.
"How can you see the light of magic if you haven't experienced it before?" Mu Taoist replied.
Zhang Xuezhou’s question is very strange.
This is common sense in the spiritual world, but when Mu Taoist realized Zhang Xuezhou's age, he understood it again.
For some veterans, much of this content is common sense.
But for some talented people who devote themselves to spiritual practice, it is normal behavior to turn a deaf ear to what is going on outside the window.
Looking at Zhang Xuezhou, he looked very much like one of those practitioners who returned to his hometown to study under his masters and didn't understand many things.
"This is equivalent to having never seen a tiger, but asking people to imagine the shape of a tiger. That is impossible," Mu Taoren explained: "Only if you have magic power, you can perceive the corresponding shape of the spell. "
"So that's it?"
"Ordinary people can't even see through the tricks of street jugglers. You can't ask them..."
Mu Daoren's words may explain some of the relevant content.
Zhang Xuezhou once showed Taiqing Zhenshu in class, but Mei Renteng was not aware of it.
Now in the dream world, Zhang Xuezhou unexpectedly got an explanation.
