In the cave of heaven and earth.
Zhang Xuezhou repeatedly set his sights on Jin Chan Dharma King, and kept talking to Jin Wanliang to delay the conversation.
But this is a desperate place.
There was no escape, and he lacked the ability to escape.
No matter how much he said, Zhang Xuezhou had no way to escape.
There is no need for Jin Wanliang to shut him up. As soon as the time comes, Zhang Xuezhou will inevitably return to reality and lose control of his dream body.
Under this situation, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the chance of him burping was 100%.
It was impossible for him to instigate Jin Wanliang to rebel against Dharma King Jin Toad. If he wanted to survive, he could only place his hope on Dharma King Jin Toad.
"My cultivation level is very low, but I know a Taoist who has a good cultivation level. His cultivation level is stuck in the blood-penetrating realm. The medicine for your healing should be better!"
With the spirit of not dying for his dead Taoist friends, Zhang Xuezhou sold Mu Taoist on the spot.
Don't care what nonsense you say, the only business is to run out of this place. As for the future, we will talk about it later.
His survival instinct at this time is no different from Wang Baoli's. Whenever he can grab a life-saving straw, Zhang Xuezhou will grab it and try the result.
"The ancestor's injury will not make it through tonight. There is no time to catch that Mu Taoist," Jin Wanliang said.
"Then I came at the right time!"
"Besides, if I don't use the secret land of the cave to attack, my winning rate as a practitioner in the blood-penetrating realm is only average. If I encounter some practitioners who have been trapped in the blood-penetrating realm for a long time, the possibility of my failure is very high," Jin Wanliang said .
"Then your strength is really not that good," Zhang Xuezhou said in disgust.
"Who told you to take my magic weapon and destroy my secret knowledge?" Jin Wanliang said sadly: "Just tell me the whereabouts of my treasured clothes quickly, and you will die more happily."
It was not that Jin Wanliang had not thought about sneak attacks and counter-attacks, but when he recovered roughly and went to the Jiu Chi Taoist Temple to investigate again, there was no one in the Taoist Temple.
There is no Zhang Zhong and Rong family, and they will not return without making excuses.
In the Jiuchi Taoist Temple, there is only a pile of broken bricks and rubble, and nothing of value is left.
In the huge crowd, Jin Wanliang's chances of finding the relevant people are slim.
He once thought that he had lost Baoyi forever, until Zhang Xuezhou took the initiative to bump into him.
As long as Zhang Xuezhou reveals the whereabouts of his treasure, Jin Wanliang feels that Zhang Xuezhou can die however he wants, as long as he gives his heart to his ancestor.
If he wanted to kowtow three times and bow nine times in front of Zhang Xuezhou's grave, Jin Wanliang could satisfy him.
"In short, just do your best and let everyone be happy." Jin Wanliang said melancholy: "Wouldn't it be better to be honest with each other?"
He looked at the Golden Toad Ancestor who was in the center of the formation, and after being reminded by the Jin Toad Ancestor's cough, Jin Wanliang knew very well that there was not much time left for him to ask questions.
But his wisdom is limited, and he is not a scholar with extraordinary intelligence. He can see clues from the clues in Zhang Xuezhou's words, and then press for the results step by step.
While talking about related matters, Zhang Xuezhou took him off topic seven or eight times. He had a complete failure in terms of IQ and it was difficult to inquire further.
"If you don't tell me the whereabouts of Jin Chan Baoyi, you can only die with this secret, and you will die miserably. Lord Jin will not help you clean up the body, but will let your body rot in this poisonous mire. "Zhong" Jin Wanliang urged: "Why do you have to let yourself feel uneasy after your death!"
"You tell me how to keep me alive, and I will tell you the whereabouts of that golden dress," Zhang Xuezhou said.
"It's impossible, I can't snatch food from the ancestor's mouth, and I can't let you go," Jin Wanliang shook his head.
"Stay naked for the rest of your life!"
Zhang Xuezhou made a defensive gesture.
No matter how weak the chicken is, he still has to struggle symbolically in the face of death.
"It's a pity that I didn't bring a knife, otherwise I would have poked several holes in my heart and you wouldn't be able to use my heart to restore your body!"
Zhang Xuezhou murmured, causing King Jinchan to cough for a while.
"It's such a pity that you don't cooperate!" Jin Wanliang said regretfully.
He was naked, looking at Zhang Xuezhou holding a jar, and couldn't help but shake his head.
The ladder of cultivation is difficult to cross. A person who is good at magic may be restrained by a martial artist, but it is absolutely impossible to be restrained by a magician several levels below him.
Zhang Xuezhou didn't even bring a sword, and yet he was swept in. He was obviously not a warrior.
Jin Wanliang opened his mouth slightly, and when he stuck out his tongue, he heard Zhang Xuezhou on the opposite side say, "The world is big, I am the biggest," and his body disappeared instantly.
"It turns out you were the one causing trouble in the Taoist temple!"
Suddenly seeing Zhang Xuezhou disappear, Jin Wan felt that he had figured out the reason for his failure in the Taoist temple.
If Zhang Xuezhou hadn't become invisible and scattered a handful of plant ashes on him, Jin Wanliang felt that there was no way he could throw away the Golden Toad Treasure Clothes.
"Do you think this will work well in our secret cave?" Jin Wanliang sneered, "Look at your feet!"
His words made Zhang Xuezhou look slightly bitter.
In the quagmire, no matter how invisible Zhang Xuezhou is, his body will not transform into air, but will retain its original weight.
This left Zhang Xuezhou with trampled marks in the quagmire.
With such trampling marks, Jin Wanliang could directly know his location without detecting the invisibility.
"Fuck you uncle!"
Angrily smashing Mu Taoren's jar out, Zhang Xuezhou used his strongest resistance skill.
The magic jar that Mu Taoist warned about several times did not bring any surprises.
"Crack!"
The shattering sound of Jin Wanliang's blow came, and Zhang Xuezhou saw a pile of white powder falling from the jar, causing Jin Wanliang to choke twice in his throat, and then there was no other effect.
Zhang Xuezhou had just pounced, and then he felt a tightness in his waist. The severe pain made his eyes darken to the point that he almost fainted.
The sound of coughing came closer and closer, and Zhang Xuezhou knew very well that he had been brought closer to the Golden Toad Dharma King by Jin Wanliang.
"I have techniques that can suppress your injuries!"
Seeing the golden toad transforming into an ugly old man with white hair and eagle eyes, the man coughed and vomited blood while stretching out his sharp claws to touch Zhang Xuezhou's chest. This made Zhang Xuezhou use up his last bit of strength and make the loudest sound he thought possible. .
"What?"
The ugly-faced old man pricked up his ears and listened to the small voice.
"Louder, cough, cough, cough!"
"I said……"
"Wanliang, move your tongue away, cough, cough, I seem to have heard his technique to suppress injuries!"
"Old Ancestor, he is just a practitioner who has just entered the country. Even if he knows the corresponding technique, what use is it? He might as well eat it to save trouble!"
"makes sense!"
"Tai Qing Zhen Jutsu!"
…
From the exchange between one person and one demon to the exchange between one person and two demons, Zhang Xuezhou's life finally escaped death temporarily.
"Do you have Taiqing Zhenshu from the Northern Military Region?" King Jinchan coughed and asked.
"You also know this technique?"
Zhang Xuezhou wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.
He didn't know whether Taiqingzhen Technique had any effect on King Jinchan. This was the only capital he could use at the moment.
But Dharma King Jinchan's answer convinced him.
"The military region is the place where the most killings are carried out. The development of techniques to recover and suppress injuries is better than that of sects and holy places. The Northern Military Region's Taiqing Zhenshu is not weak. This is a self-defense technique that only the top generals of the Northern Military Region have. , how did you possess this skill?"
After listening to Zhang Xuezhou's words, Golden Toad Dharma King's pale face became rosy.
Just like Zhang Xuezhou struggled to grab a life-saving straw, Jin Chan Dharma King felt that there was no end to the road, and he also grabbed a life-saving straw.
Jin Chan Dharma King confirmed it, which made Zhang Xuezhou and Jin Chan Dharma King feel relieved.
