After Ning Wenyi left, Zhao Lei closed the door. He found a chair and sat on it, quietly waiting for the arrival of the father Ning Wenyi had mentioned.
In Zhao Lei's mind, he carefully thought about what Ning Wenyi said before. If she had not lied to him, he was now in a sect called Lingyu Sect, and the place he was in was called Wanling Peak.
Ning Wenyi's father was an elder of the sect. He mistakenly thought that he had a leak-free body, so he rescued himself.
Zhao Lei thought that since her father spent so much elixirs and efforts to save her, he must be safe now, and to save a talented mortal, he might also want him to join the sect and become a disciple.
It just so happened that Zhao Lei had nowhere to go now. He didn't know how far away it was from Pingyang City, and he didn't know what the situation of Sancai Taoist was now.
Instead of running around, it's better to stay in this sect.
As a sect that cultivates immortals, safety should still be guaranteed, and it can just make up for it and enrich oneself.
As a casual cultivator, Zhao Lei didn't know anything at all, which made him very distressed.
As a sect, there must be a lot of skills and knowledge in it. Zhao Lei can also use this to find out if there is any way to repair his Dantian.
Joining the sect through Ning Wenyi's father is the best choice. Being personally recommended by an elder to join the sect, the treatment will not be too bad. As long as you don't reveal your secrets, you should be able to live a very stable period of time.
It's a pity that the Devouring Immortal doesn't know where it is now. This is the top priority. Now the sword spirit of Devouring Immortal is extremely dim in Zhao Lei's mind. No matter how he calls, there is no movement, and the body does not know where it is.
The Devouring Immortal is the foundation for Zhao Lei to settle down and live in peace. Previously, with this demon sword in the middle of his Qi refining, he was able to fight against the Sancai Taoist who had perfected his Qi refining, injuring both of them.
Only by obtaining the Devouring Immortal can Zhao Lei have the confidence to continue to stay in this sect, even if he is exposed, he will not be unable to fight back.
Zhao Lei thought about it carefully, but in his mind, there was only the memory of the moment he flew in the air until he landed.
Therefore, Zhao Lei speculated that it was most likely that after the Sancai Taoist was seriously injured in the fighting, Shi Xian protected the master himself and took him to escape from Pingyang City, so he survived.
However, Shixian was also seriously injured due to the previous knife attack, so after escaping Pingyang City with Zhao Lei, he collapsed on the roadside from exhaustion and was finally rescued by Ning Wenyi and the others.
Therefore, the Devouring Immortal was most likely at the place where he was rescued. Thinking of this, Zhao Lei felt that it was time to talk to Ning Wenyi quickly, trick her into talking, and then retrieve the Devouring Immortal.
Zhao Lei sat here, waiting for Ning Wenyi's father, but there was no movement for a long time. He thought that Ning Wenyi's father, as an elder of the sect, might indeed be busy.
So Zhao Lei didn't just sit here and wait. He opened the door and walked out step by step, preparing to get some fresh air outside. His body seemed to be rusty after staying in this room all this time.
After coming out, the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers. Standing in the yard, the cool breeze blew on Zhao Lei's body. He felt that the wounds on his body were no longer so painful after being caressed by the breeze.
The yard is not big, but it has a unique flavor. There is a shelf in the middle, which is covered with all kinds of vines and red fruits. There is a stone table under the shelf and a few rattan chairs next to it.
Then there was a piece of land on the right side of the yard that was cultivated and planted with various flowers and plants. Zhao Lei knew at a glance that those were spiritual plants.
In the middle of the yard is a gravel path and a small flat area on the left.
Zhao Lei slowly came to the land where spiritual grass was planted. Next to the flowers and grass, there was a water tank.
After Zhao Lei came to the water tank, he looked down and saw a young man with a scarred face and a pale face reflected in front of him.
"Ah! Disfigured!"
Of course, Zhao Lei just sighed. Now that he has entered the cultivation of immortality, his appearance is nothing more than this.
If Zhao Lei was still just a mortal, like this, he might not even be able to get a wife in the future, but it's a pity that he is not.
Zhao Lei is not a practitioner of charm skills, so his appearance is just mediocre to him now.
And as long as Zhao Lei recovers some of his cultivation, it will be very easy for him to restore his original appearance. It is not impossible to become more handsome, but Zhao Lei does not intend to do so.
Because these scars on his face remind Zhao Lei all the time.
These scars contain overwhelming hatred. If Sancai Taoist is not eliminated, Zhao Lei will not be able to return to his original appearance and the shame on his face will not be eliminated.
Zhao Lei just took a look at his appearance in the water tank and stopped paying attention to these things.
When he came to the medicine garden, a fresh scent of flowers and plants came to him. Zhao Lei looked at a pink flower in front of him and stretched out his hand to touch it.
"stop!"
A tall, middle-aged man wearing white clothes, full of scholarly air, and a slightly majestic appearance appeared at the door of the courtyard. He sternly stopped Zhao Lei from touching the flower.
Zhao Lei also listened to the advice very much. He took his hand back. When he saw this middle-aged man, he already knew in his heart that this man was probably Ning Wenyi's father and the elder of Lingyu Sect.
After waiting for a long time, he finally got someone. The only thing that makes Zhao Lei a little unhappy is that now that his Dantian is disabled and his cultivation is completely lost, he can't even use his divine consciousness. Otherwise, he wouldn't even be a middle-aged man. He couldn't even notice it behind the door.
The middle-aged man came to Zhao Lei with square steps. He was tall and looked at Zhao Lei condescendingly.
But at this time, his face was not as serious as before, and he still had a kind smile.
"It seems that you are recovering well!"
"My lord, Zhao Lei, thank you so much for saving your life! After I get better, once my benefactor gives me orders, I will go up to the mountains of swords and into the sea of fire, no matter what."
"Hahaha! I don't need you to go through mountains of swords and seas of fire. If it was just for these vulgar things, I wouldn't have saved you before. What I want is not what you can give me."
"I, Dan Yuanzi, an elder of the Lingyu Sect, have been in the sect for decades. I saw you seriously injured lying on the ground on the roadside a few days ago. I saw that you were very talented, so I rescued you. .
You must understand what I mean by now! "
Dan Yuanzi looked at Zhao Lei with a kind face and a different meaning in his eyes.
This flawless body was accidentally encountered by him, so naturally Dan Yuanzi would not let it go. Now the disciples in the sect are all average in talent. Both he and the leader are having a headache. Now there is a lack of someone as talented as Zhao Lei. A good leading disciple.
Otherwise, Dan Yuanzi would not have spent so many elixirs to save an ordinary mortal.
