"Why hasn't that young master come back yet?"
"Did he accidentally get killed by a snow fox?"
"Should we go take a look?"
…
In the barren mountains where they temporarily stayed overnight, everyone found a leeward area.
But an hour passed, and the owner, Fu Yan, who went out to look for medicinal materials and food, had not returned yet.
This made everyone look at each other.
"I still have half an hour to fall asleep, so it's not appropriate to go," Zhang Xuezhou waved his hands.
"Ancestor and I are demons of the Holy Land. It is not convenient for us to be involved in these matters." Jin Wanliang said, "If we are resented by the new Holy Son in the future, our life will be very difficult!"
"You can't let a disabled old man like me go," Zhu Bugui said, "I'm very weak. It wouldn't be surprising if I was accidentally killed by a monster."
"I'll go!"
In the end, it was Wuchao who took charge.
Before Zhufu Yanbu replaced him, Wuchao was the one who did these things.
But his legs and feet were average, and he could only rely on the Snake Head Curse for sneak attacks, so his efficiency was obviously quite slow.
Especially since it was already dark at this time, the light was extremely dim.
Wu Chao took a luminous pearl from his pocket and continued to move forward with the brilliance of the luminous pearl.
"That kid seems to have a complicated mind!"
When Wuchao walked away, King Jinchan spoke in a low voice.
"I feel the same way," Hao Bugui nodded.
At this time, there were only two people and two monsters left. Hao Bugui and King Jin Chan were half-relatives, and Zhang Xuezhou and Jin Wanliang were adopted sons and grandsons.
There were no outsiders in the small group, so Jin Chan Dharma King and Hao Bugui inevitably began to whisper about Wuchao.
"Xuezhou, is this Wuchao forcing you to fight against Hong Ku?"
Compared with King Jinchan, Fu Bugui's thoughts are obviously more delicate, and he is also very good at intrigues, and he can vaguely see some things.
"It happened in the past, but not anymore." Zhang Xuezhou spread his hands and said, "Senior brother is unable to support himself, he must want to pull someone else!"
"Wuchao's character is not bad, but if someone forces him to be bad, he will be so bad that he can do anything." Cu Bugui said, "You have to be careful with these people from the royal family. They can treat people very badly." He is generous, but his heart is as solid as a stone even when he is iron-blooded, and he will be far beyond your imagination."
"indeed!"
Zhang Xuezhou nodded repeatedly.
The reason why Wuchao was abnormal was not due to the pressure on Hongku, but Jinchang's urging.
At this time, Jinchang had mastered the cultivation techniques of the Yin-Yang Jiutian Sect's Pulse and Blood Realm, and was in urgent need of the next stage of cultivation techniques.
But no matter how fast Zhang Xuezhou practices, he cannot reach a great state in more than ten days.
However, Fu Bugui confirmed Zhang Xuezhou's intention to lay a solid foundation, allowing Zhang Xuezhou to practice steadily step by step and not be eager to move forward by taking credit.
This caused a certain supply and demand conflict between Jinchang and Hao Bugui, and also transferred the pressure to Wuchao.
Zhang Xuezhou allowed everyone to discuss, and he would chime in from time to time. When the time came, he had already closed his eyes and left everyone alone.
"Has it been half an hour?"
"Normally, Wuchao should be back!"
"Something happened to Wuchao too?"
"His cultivation is far better than that little housewife, how could something go wrong?"
Time continued to pass, and Jin Chan Dharma King could no longer sit still.
It is impossible for a snow fox demon to trap two people in succession. Master Fu Yan's swordsmanship is fierce and good at fighting, and Wu Chao's magic sneak attacks are powerful and silent.
Both of these people have fallen, which only proves that there is a big demon coming over there.
"Do we have to have that Poyura?" Jinchan Dharma King asked.
"Boyuluo can strengthen muscles and remove poisons from long bones, and it is difficult to replace it with other medicinal materials." Cu Bugui said: "If you want to heal your injury, you need this medicine. If you don't plan to treat it, we are done now."
"Treat it, I will definitely treat it!"
The free Great Alchemist is right in front of you, and Fu Bugui has inherited the Yin-Yang Creation Furnace of the Yin-Yang Family, and the elixirs he refines are extremely high-quality. There is no way King Jin Chan will miss this good thing.
He is now even very enthusiastic about half-way relatives like Cuo Bugui, and he wants to get him to refine some longevity elixirs in the future.
But when he thought about the agreement he had made with Jinchang and the life-threatening puppet thread in his body, King Jinchan only felt a little bad in his heart.
His legs and feet jumped up, and he jumped extremely far.
"This old guy always wants both!"
Cuo Bugui whispered.
He wiped his mouth.
With the help of Dharma King Golden Toad to repair his body, he gained a lot from this trip, and he almost refined many elixirs that he had never been able to obtain in the past.
In his bag, there were more than ten kinds of blackened pills, involving dozens of pills, and his body was also recovering.
As the leader of the Yin Yang Jiutian Sect, he may not be as good as others in fighting, but Fu Bugui is not inferior to any of the most outstanding alchemy sects when it comes to elixirs.
He even leveraged his cultivation that had been difficult to improve in the past.
Fu Bugui had to say that compared to a humble head of the Yin Yang family like him, the foundation of a holy land that truly controlled a party's strength was terrifying.
In just over ten days, this has undoubtedly gone a long way from the past ten years of hard training.
The distance was so great that Hao Bugui began to regret it.
If he had not been so stubborn in his early years and had become a casual cultivator, his current strength might not be as good as Jinchang, but his cultivation would definitely not be worse than Jinchang.
As the successor chosen by the previous generation of masters, Fu Bugui was not a stupid person with qualifications. On the contrary, he was once a genius as others said.
But as time passed, the former genius was pushed to the ground by Hou Lang, and even suffered torture that was worse than death.
Hao Bugui kept making calculations.
It is an old tree and it is relatively difficult to bloom new flowers.
Zhang Xuezhou, another disciple of the Yin Yang family, made it difficult for Cuo Bugui to judge his success.
The talent of this chess piece used to save lives is not top-notch, but it can't stand the support of a strong backer, such as the Golden Toad Dharma King, an old monster who exploits both inside and outside.
Even if his personal qualifications are not outstanding, Zhang Xuezhou can still become the kind of rich second-generation master that Zhao Bugui hated the most in the past.
At least before the magical power realm, Zhang Xuezhou would have encountered relatively few difficulties in cultivation.
And the cultivation level before this magical power realm is far better than the decades of hard training that Xu Bugui boasts of.
His eyes swept over Zhang Xuezhou, and for a moment he was not sure whether he wanted to place the inheritance of Yin Yang Jiutian Sect on him.
Zhang Xuezhou will undoubtedly be better than him in cultivation in the future, but it will be difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to climb high.
It's not that Zhang Xuezhou lacks training, but that the level of opponents Zhang Xuezhou faces is too high.
That was a mage from a holy land, a great spellcaster with magical powers.
No matter how Zhang Xuezhou and Wu Chao resisted, they both had a narrow escape.
If you want to place a heavy bet on someone like Zhang Xuezhou, it would be difficult for him to be so cruel.
He really has no feelings for this adopted son who is only valid for three years, and it is difficult for him to help Zhang Xuezhou overcome Hongku.
"Unless he..."
When Fu Bugui was thinking about the conditions for him to truly help Zhang Xuezhou, he heard a painful frog croaking in the distance.
His body felt cold, and he was just about to block his breath and pretend to be dead, when he heard the Golden Toad King quickly approaching while wailing in pain.
"Ning Ning, I didn't steal your sword, and I didn't do any other bad things. I even brought a great alchemist to help you heal your injuries... Lao Hao, come and help me!"
In the night sky, a black stream of light flashed across.
When it fell into the sky, the Golden Toad Dharma King revealed his true form and was carried down by a black peacock with three colorful tail feathers.
"Tolkien, I hope what you said is true, otherwise I will have to use you to heal my wounds today!"
The black peacock made a clear female voice, but this voice was undoubtedly terrifying in the ears of the Golden Toad King.
He had always used monks and demons to forcefully heal the wounds when they were seriously injured, but now it was time for him to act as healing consumables.
