"exchange?"
Li Xiaoyao hesitated for half a second before realizing that the wine Cao Yi gave was not as precious as it was ordinary.
Li Xiaoyao is greedy like ordinary people, but he is also a grateful person. He immediately wanted to agree to the Jiujianxian who had just given him a great benefit. He met Cao Yi's gentle eyes and was about to speak when he suddenly woke up. This drop of wine Cao Yi gave it to him. To exchange it casually would be disrespectful to Cao Yi.
He pondered for a moment and asked seriously: "Taoist Priest, do you see?"
"It's already yours. It's up to you to deal with it."
Cao Yi said with a smile.
After Li Xiaoyao cupped his hands, he looked at Jiujianxian and said with a smile: "The Taoist priest passed on his skills to me. If the Taoist priest wants to change, of course I agree."
"Not bad……"
Jiujianxian was very satisfied.
Blood elixir in one hand, ice and fire wine in the other.
After exchange.
Jiujianxian did not choose to drink it directly, but carefully put it into the sea of consciousness.
Seeing this scene, Cao Yi sighed in his heart, Jiujianxian is really the best among drunkards.
"Is this blood pill meant to be eaten directly?"
Li Xiaoyao pinched the blood pill with confusion in his eyes.
"The blood pill is not a real pill, but the essence of fairy flesh and blood forcibly condensed with magic power. The blood energy contained in it is very violent. If you eat it directly, it will kill you."
Cao Yi explained.
When Li Xiaoyao heard this, his hands shook and he almost dropped the blood pill on the ground.
"progress"
Jiujianxian, who had just picked up the gourd and took a sip of wine, laughed.
Li Xiaoyao chuckled to hide his embarrassment.
"I'll help you deal with it"
While Cao Yi was speaking, he reached out a finger and pointed it.
The blood pill, which was originally calm, released huge coercion and terrifying blood energy, and the phantom of a tiger several feet tall looked up to the sky and roared.
Cao Yi, who was well prepared, used his magic power to control Li Xiaoyao, who was not high in cultivation.
"Tiger demon!"
Li Xiaoyao subconsciously wanted to retreat, but when he saw Jiujianxian's half-smiling expression, he changed into a nonchalant expression.
Cao Yi did not melt away directly because Li Xiaoyao's body simply could not bear it.
After punching a few small holes in the blood pill that were difficult to discern with the naked eye and carving some of the spirit-gathering array patterns to stabilize the blood pill, Cao Yi drove the blood pill into Li Xiaoyao's sea of qi.
"Where's the blood pill?"
Li Xiaoyao searched up and down his body.
Cao Yi passed a method of inner vision into Li Xiaoyao's mind.
"it's here"
Li Xiaoyao suddenly realized.
After returning to Yunlaiyun and going to the inn, before entering the back house, I heard Zhao Ling'er's voice, "I want to go back to save grandma, get out of the way..."
In a flash, three people appeared in the backyard.
Zhao Ling'er was being blocked by Aunt Li.
"Linger"
Li Xiaoyao shouted.
Zhao Ling'er was shaken and looked over. The anxiety on his face turned into joy and then into anxiety, "Brother Xiaoyao, grandma is seriously injured. We must go back quickly."
"Okay, go back now."
Li Xiaoyao agreed.
"Fellow Daoist Mo, where are you going?"
Seeing that Jiu Jianxian was about to run away, Cao Yi spoke out.
The Jiujianxian who had just turned around sent a spiritual thought: "Fellow Daoist Cao, things in this world are always endless. If you don't leave, I don't know how much trouble there will be in the future."
"There has to be a beginning and an end, and Zhao Ling'er's grandma and you are also old acquaintances."
Cao Yi responded with a spiritual thought.
"Save this time, and next time, you can do it yourself!"
The Jiujianxian dropped a word and turned into a divine rainbow, disappearing into the night sky.
This is such a decisive run!
Cao Yi was speechless.
"Why is Taoist Master Sword Immortal gone?"
Li Xiaoyao, who was about to return to Fairy Island with Zhao Ling'er, was surprised.
"I'll accompany you to Fairy Island. It's time for Pindao to leave!"
While Cao Yi spoke.
Call out the Red Sky Sword.
A ray of crimson light carried him, Zhao Ling'er, and Li Xiaoyao to the high sky and disappeared into the night sky.
"Hey, there's me, I'll go too."
Aunt Li jumped three feet high.
…
The moonlight shines on the endless sea, as white as silver. Occasionally, a few large fish several meters long jump out of the sea and shuttle among the waves.
If nothing unexpected happens, this is an ordinary sea night.
Suddenly, a divine light struck from a distance and stopped on this sea surface.
At the front of the large red Xiaoxiao Sword, Cao Yi stood with his hands behind his back.
Behind them, stood Zhao Linger and Li Xiaoyao.
Zhao Ling'er was a practitioner and didn't react much.
Li Xiaoyao, who had not yet begun to truly practice cultivation, looked as pale as paper, as if he had been seriously ill.
"right here"
Zhao Ling'er spoke, her voice was clear and crisp, like big beads falling on a jade plate.
Cao Yi turned his sharp eyes, and a small island stretching more than ten miles across came into view.
A pale white protective shield is healing bit by bit.
Obviously, it is a formation to protect Fairy Island.
Cao Yi thought, and the Chixiao Sword directly hit him.
The island protection formation of Fairy Island is pitifully weak.
It is hard to imagine that this is where the descendants of Nuwa live.
Flying over the island, there was a faint smell of blood floating in the air. Looking down, there were women's corpses lying on the ground at regular intervals.
Just three moon worshipers caused so much damage.
If he hadn't seen the strength of Jiujianxian, Cao Yi would have doubted whether he had entered a fake world of immortal cultivation.
"Chunhua, bright moon..."
Zhao Ling'er called out one name after another, with tears in her eyes.
Li Xiaoyao wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only hug Zhao Ling'er.
"There are still people alive in the house in front."
Cao Yi controlled the Red Sky Sword and moved several miles across, landing in a quiet courtyard.
Not far away, from the half-opened door, a weak divine thought immediately came out: "Who?"
"Grandma"
Zhao Ling'er broke away from Li Xiaoyao's arms and ran in.
Li Xiaoyao ran in after him.
Cao Yi walked last.
Entering, what you see is an antique room. A woman who looks no more than middle-aged is leaning against the wall, her face is extremely pale, and her orifices are bleeding with blood.
Zhao Ling'er was kneeling beside the woman, her beautiful face covered with crystal tears.
Li Xiaoyao stood aside, a little at a loss.
"Li, Shaoxia Li, Ling...Ling'er is entrusted to you. Take her...she back to Nanzhao to meet her father."
Grandma Zhao Ling'er, whose true identity is the maid of Zhao Ling'er's mother Qing'er, Mrs. Jiang, said intermittently.
Li Xiaoyao hasn't spoken yet.
Zhao Ling'er cried: "No, grandma, you won't die."
"Silly boy, people... no one is immortal. Grandma just... left a few days early."
Jiang tried to raise her hand to wipe the tears from Zhao Linger's face, but failed.
"Taoist Master, is there anything you can do?"
Li Xiaoyao pinned his hopes on Cao Yi.
Zhao Ling'er also turned her head when she heard the sound.
Just as Cao Yi was about to speak, the light of the soul between Jiang's brows dimmed rapidly, and a faint spiritual thought came out: "My soul has been... seriously injured, and I have been restored to the heavens... There is no way I can do it."
"Not always"
Cao Yi raised his hand, the light flickered, and the soul treasure tree loomed.
