Seeing Wu Fan taking the elixir bottle and about to pour it into his mouth, Zhao Xiaozhong's chest began to beat violently...
【a year ago…】
"hiss…"
A reed pipe was inserted through the window of the broken house in front of Dengxian Spring. White smoke emerged from the reed pipe, carrying a strange fragrance.
Not long after, snoring could be heard in the house.
The door of the broken house was pushed open with a creak, and a man in black robe walked in. The moonlight shone on his back, and his face could not be seen clearly in the dark night.
I saw this man kicking Huo Fu and Yuan Chu who were stunned on the ground, and snorted coldly. Then he sat next to Zhao Xiaozhong, took out a small bottle and swiped it on the tip of his nose. Zhao Xiaozhong coughed a few times and woke up. come over.
"Lu..." When Zhao Xiaozhong saw this person, he quickly stood up, but was held back by the person.
"How many times have I told you, don't call my name!" The visitor sounded very unhappy.
"I'm sorry...elder..."
"..." The man was speechless for a while.
"Elder Lu...er...where is senior?" Zhao Xiaozhong looked back and did not see the black figure.
"It's not convenient for him to show up for too long. I'll take you to find him later."
"Ah? Don't I have to pretend to be faint tonight?" Zhao Xiaozhong was surprised and happy, and shouted, causing a burst of dogs to bark outside.
"Alas..." The man glanced at Zhao Xiaozhong helplessly and stood up. I didn't know how the male gaze fell in love with this guy, and I couldn't calm down at all.
"It won't be necessary in the future. Anyway, you won't get any useful information if you stay here. You didn't keep the treasure underground, so there is no need to stay here in the future."
"Ah? Elder! Don't kill me! I haven't had any contact with Brother Xiaofan these years. If I had known that he was a person of the Five Elements, I would have told you..."
"Hmph! Kill you? You're not worthy! I don't understand. It was the same guy who taught you a disciple. You can't even match Wu Fan's ability, and your character is so cowardly. If it weren't for Wu Fan's sake, I would I guess these two have buried you long ago!"
"I...I..." Zhao Xiaozhong cried aggrievedly.
"Okay, okay... hurry up and pack up and hit the road... you have nothing to pack, come with me!" After saying this, the man rolled up his sleeves and started to cast a spell on the two people on the ground.
"Elder, can you let them live..." Zhao Xiaozhong hurriedly stopped them when he saw this.
"They are with Wu Fan, I am just helping you solve any future troubles!"
"I... want to deal with them personally in the future... and Wu Fan..." Zhao Xiaozhong said blankly.
"Haha, that's interesting...come with me!" The man turned around and left the house. Zhao Xiaozhong gritted his teeth and was about to follow.
Just when he stood up, he accidentally knocked the palm circle off the ground, and the fruit spilled all over the floor. He quickly put these things back. When he saw the ordinary yellow bead on the ground, he felt something unexpected in his heart. A subtle connection.
"Wait a minute! Hurry up!"
"Uh...oh..." Zhao Xiaozhong put the Earth Spirit Bead into his arms and hurriedly ran out. After thinking for a while, he put the palm boundary back to its original position before following him.
The two walked in tandem for a whole day and night and finally came to a small forest.
"Skull! You're a little late..." the man said coldly.
"I was delayed for a while on the way..."
"Okay, you go and do your business, I will take care of this kid."
The skull nodded, turned and left without saying a word.
Then Zhao Xiaozhong followed this man to a cemetery, worshiped him as his teacher, and practiced strange magic techniques day and night.
Zhao Xiaozhong is a dull man, and the angry man gets into fits of rage every day. The original purpose of asking him to find him was to find out information about the Five Elements people. If time hadn't been tight and he couldn't find a second candidate, the man would have strangled him to death thousands of times.
When he was around Wu Fan, he was praised everywhere, but now he was alone, but was scorned every day. Zhao Xiaozhong's psychology gradually became distorted, and he began to hate Wu Fan. Coupled with the gloomy environment, his character and temperament became very gloomy, and he exuded a sense of depression, which made the man a little relieved.
After patiently trying in every possible way, the young man found that Zhao Xiaozhong was particularly easy to master the earth method. He finally gained hope and taught him the dirty earth method. Unexpectedly, he made rapid progress!
Under the magic circle, yin energy flowed into the cemetery. Amidst the howling of ghosts and wolves, the surrounding ferocious beasts did not dare to approach, but Zhao Xiaozhong among them was unaware of it and was practicing on his own.
Just like this, a year has passed in a blink of an eye...
"Master! I feel like I can no longer break through recently!" Although Zhao Xiaozhong has achieved some success in the dirty soil technique, his character still has not improved much.
"Well... after all, you practiced too fast, so it's normal to be like this now." The man's shadow became a little lighter, but his momentum was still not weak.
"Normal? I don't understand..."
"In other words, you have a mental disorder."
"Heart? Master, of course I have a heart. Without a heart, wouldn't my disciple be dead?" Zhao Xiaozhong scratched his head.
"I'm so angry! I'm talking about the demonic obstacles in my heart!" The man almost lost his temper. He had never felt that his life was so difficult.
"oh…"
"To put it simply, there is something or someone in your heart that is blocking your steps!"
Zhao Xiaozhong was in a trance when he heard the words. He felt that there was a tall figure standing in front of him, weighing on his heart like a mountain. When he looked up, he saw an expressionless face looking at him coldly.
"Then Master, what will happen if I don't solve the mental obstacle?"
"Actually, mental barriers are just a stumbling block that hinders people's progress. If you don't want to make progress, what's the point of having them? But..." The male elder looked at Zhao Xiaozhong and said, "The yin energy in your body is attacking your heart now. I can help you control it now." Well, if we don’t make a breakthrough soon, we may really lose our heart…”
"Master, do you mean that I will die?"
"Nonsense!" The man rolled his eyes angrily.
"I don't want to die...Master! What should I do?"
"Don't you already know what to do? It's almost time. I'll use my clone to take you on the road..."
Time returned to the present again. Zhao Xiaozhong saw that the elixir was getting closer and closer to Wu Fan, and the master's words became more and more deafening. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, and he slowly raised the short knife in his hand.
Suddenly he saw the palm print on Wu Fan's chest. He threw away the short knife as soon as he thought about it, gathered the Yin Qi on his palm, and struck Wu Fan's chest with one palm!
Wu Fan did not expect that Zhao Xiaozhong would suddenly take action, but he was unable to defend himself at this time. He only felt that Zhao Xiaozhong had a ghostly aura on his body, and then his chest felt cold, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, splashing Zhao Xiaozhong's face.
"Zhao Xiaozhong...you..." Wu Fan "looked" at the person in front of him in disbelief, but his consciousness gradually became blurred.
Zhao Xiaozhong looked at his trembling hands, and a layer of sadness and regret filled his blood-stained face. But at this moment, he suddenly felt a lightness in his chest, and the insurmountable mountain rumbled into pieces. A gloomy door appeared.
The sadness and regret were instantly overwhelmed by ecstasy. After Zhao Xiaozhong sobbed a few times, he suddenly laughed loudly: "Hahaha, Brother Xiaofan, I'm sorry...but I am really afraid of death, and I really don't want to die! Only you can die. , so that I can live...Thank you! I, Zhao Xiaozhong, will never forget your kindness in this life, hahaha, although I can only repay it in the next life!"
He was afraid that Wu Fan would die, so he hit Wu Fan on the chest with two palms again. When he saw that his face had turned black, he left in despair.
"Boss!"
"Little friend Wu Fan!"
A deep chasm spanned in front of Mu Fengchun and Yuan Hua, but they were both seriously injured and it was difficult to cross. They could only help each other to go around for a long distance before going around, shouting constantly. Wufan's name, but how can the sound be conveyed to another world?
"Pa!" A slight sound came, and Yuan Hua immediately became energetic, facing the sound, and rolled and crawled over.
"It must be the boss! It must be the boss! I'm just saying that the boss will definitely not...definitely not...not..."
Yuan Hua came to the sound and saw Wu Fan's hand hanging over his mouth. A medicine bottle was broken in his hand. The medicine was soaked in blood and covered with dust, and slowly rolled to his feet. Yuan Hua felt a sudden spin and fell to his knees on the ground with a plop.
"Little bald donkey! What's wrong with you? This..." Mu Fengchun finally saw the situation in front of him and felt a buzz. He moved his lips but made no sound.
"Crashing... crashing..."
I don’t know why, but it always rains when the story is sad, and the rain comes just in time to be anxious. Maybe sadness is just a dark cloud that rubs people's hearts. The more people are sad, the thicker the cloud becomes. It often carries the tears of sad people, and once they gather into a river, they will pour down.
Rain and rain are also different. Happy rain will fall on the ground and dance, popping up happy ripples; while sad rain will only fall on people's faces and shoulders. If we insist on telling the difference, the sad rain is originally human tears, otherwise why would the rain flowing to the mouth at this time make people bitter and salty.
Among the six people in the Seven Evils of Lingbei, only Lin Baijiao was seriously injured. After they were reunited, they simply nodded to each other and grinned as their deepest greetings.
The smiling cat looked at the three-eared mouse and knew that people who had been infected with sadness were more likely to be infected. He sighed, patted Mu Fengchun on the shoulder, helped Lin Baijiao and left.
"Who did it!" The third prince was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He finally found a like-minded person, but he died in front of his eyes. He was full of anger and didn't know how to vent it.
Just when they were anxious, they saw two more figures running over. Seeing the situation in front of them, one of them was also shocked and swallowed the words that came to his mouth.
"Brother Wufan, damn it! These sanctimonious old dogs!" Luo let out an angry roar.
"Stop talking nonsense! Deal with the matter at hand first! Someone is coming!" Bai Yi said.
"Bo Yi... aren't you mute?" Luo Shi asked an inappropriate question, but everyone wanted to know.
"no."
"Then why haven't you spoken?"
"Master told me that if you talk too much, you will make mistakes!"
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