Gu Laosan grinned, took out his hand from behind his back, and flew out a thin arrow.
"Don't be too crazy, you stinky Taoist priest!"
There is also a "whoosh" sound coming from his mouth. This is Gu Laosan's magic weapon, the whistle arrow.
He relies on the sounds from his mouth to control, and the sounds he makes contain some true energy, which is attached to the whistle arrows.
Mo Yingzhen shook his head. Thirteen years have passed, and he only lamented that Gu Laosan had stayed in this demon building for too long, and he didn't know what had changed outside. Looking at Gu Laosan's eyes was like looking at a frog in the well.
Master Mo Ying flicked his fingers, and three black shadows immediately appeared from the side. The "whisper" sound from Gu Laosan's mouth became faster and faster, and they were about to go straight through the black shadows and hit Master Mo Ying.
But these three black shadows were like a copper wall and an iron wall, surrounding Mo Ying's real person tightly, not giving any space for the whistle arrows. The whistle arrows' attacks from any angle were firmly blocked by the black shadows.
Mo Yingzhen's hand was making some changes. With a slight flick of his wrist, a black shadow immediately attacked Gu Laosan. Just like the first attack, a black sword immediately appeared in the black shadow's hand and struck Gu Laosan. Three's chest.
Mo Yingzhen put his fingers together and said lightly: "Get up."
Another black shadow appeared above Gu Laosan at some unknown time. His hands directly strangled Gu Laosan's neck and lifted Gu Laosan into the air.
The black shadow grabbed Gu Laosan's neck and hovered in the air. Gu Laosan's whole body turned over. Finally, the shadow held Gu Laosan, who faced the door and faced the ground, rushing straight down.
The real Mo Ying spread his legs slightly, crouched down slightly, used his fingers to get lucky again, and the last black shadow disappeared in an instant.
The last black shadow was already below Gu Laosan, the black sword in his hand was raised high, facing Gu Laosan's face.
Gu Laosan struggled wildly in the air, but was entangled in the black shadow and could not move at all.
Mianmen rushed down and caught the black shadow's sword.
Gu Laosan stopped making any sound, his face was covered with blood, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
This battle was just one round, and Master Mo Ying easily defeated Gu Laosan without even pulling out the two swords behind his back.
Gu Xiaotian watched the battle with his eyes wide open. When he saw Gu Laosan lying on the ground without any movement, he slowly closed his eyes.
Master Mo Ying sighed, stepped forward and groped for Gu Laosan's waistband hidden on his body, then walked towards everyone, took off all their waistbands, and smashed them one by one, and everyone's feet also appeared in an instant. The magic circle quickly transformed into a beam of light and disappeared into the demon tower.
Master Mo Ying looked at the people who had disappeared, laughed twice, and said somewhat self-deprecatingly: "I'll take action after all."
Then, he disappeared into the demon tower, leaving Gu Laosan alone who was still lying on the ground.
On the top eighteenth floor of the demon building, a woman sat cross-legged and opened her eyes: "It seems that things are going to change."
Then he smiled and said to the two people protecting him: "Go and bring Gu Laosan up."
...
Outside the Demon Tower, everyone teleported out and lay on the ground, no one had any reaction.
All the peak masters quickly gathered around and checked the injuries of each disciple.
After checking, Ye Wuhen slowly said: "Fortunately, the injuries are not serious, it's just this female disciple."
As he spoke, he pointed at Yu Wenji. Yu Wenji's muscles and bones were broken all over her body, and her eyes were scratched, and the wounds were not shallow.
Dugu Rong also looked at Yu Wenji and felt a little distressed. After all, he was also a disciple of the outer courtyard, but he soon comforted himself: "Everyone has his own life, and everyone has his own fate."
There was also Gu Xiaotian who was unconscious due to poisoning. The poison was not too toxic. Ye Wuhen easily helped Gu Xiaotian detoxify it, and Gu Xiaotian's wounds began to heal again.
After briefly treating the injuries of the disciples, Mo Ying was also teleported out of the demon tower.
When Ye Wuhen saw the real Mo Ying, he stood up and cupped his hands and said, "Thank you sir for taking action."
Master Mo Ying nodded and looked at the disciples who were still unconscious with a calm expression.
Gu Xiaotian was born with a hegemonic body. Now that the poison has been removed, he naturally recovered the fastest. He woke up from the coma in a short time.
Ye Wuhen was overjoyed to see Gu Xiaotian wake up: "Xiaotian, you're awake!"
Gu Xiaotian rubbed his chest. There was still a slight pain in his chest, but it was much better than before.
Seeing Master Mo Ying on the side, Gu Xiaotian stood up with difficulty and raised his hands to Master Mo Ying: "Thank you, senior, for the rescue. I don't know what to call senior."
Master Mo Ying spoke slowly: "Song Bufan."
Song Bufan studied under Zhenwu and learned Taoist martial arts. The two swords behind him are called Mo and the thin ones. It is not an exaggeration to say that these two swords are the swords of Zhenwu. Song Bufan is like this. The fourth generation descendant of Mo Ying.
However, after that battle, Song Bufan chose to quit Zhenwu for some unknown reason, and began to wander among various sects with Mo Ying, as if he was looking for something, but no one knew about it.
Gu Xiaotian recalled that the voice in the Demon Tower was almost the same as Song Bufan's, and said, "Thank you, Senior Song. The voice in my ear in the Demon Tower at that time must also be Senior Song."
Song Bufan nodded and stared at Gu Xiaotian.
He asked something that shocked others: "Gu Xiaotian, do you want to become stronger?"
Gu Xiaotian answered directly without thinking: "Yes."
Song Bufan didn't say much, he just nodded in agreement.
Ye Wuhen stopped Song Bufan at the side. This Gu Xiaotian was his apprentice. Could it be that Song Bufan also took a fancy to Gu Xiaotian's qualifications?
"We are very grateful that sir is willing to help us, but Gu Xiaotian is a disciple of Taibai. If he learns the Taoism of Zhenwu, won't he be afraid of learning too much and ruining his foundation?"
Song Bufan shook his head and looked at Ye Wuhen: "I don't plan to teach him the Zhenwu style. The time has not come yet. He is still Taibai's disciple."
There was obviously something in his words, but as for what was hidden, no one could guess.
Gu Xiaotian became concerned about his other teammates and began to question them one by one.
Ye Wuhen answered one by one, saying that they were fine. However, when Gu Xiaotian asked about Yu Wenji, Ye Wuhen hesitated and was speechless.
"Master, how is Yu Wenji?"
Ye Wuhen scratched his head, and finally spoke reluctantly: "Xiaotian, Yu Wenji may be blind, lose her true energy, and become a useless person."
Hearing this, Gu Xiaotian was shocked, and tears fell involuntarily.
Yu Wenji protected herself at a critical moment and was injured by Gu Laosan. If the consequences were like this, he would rather not let Yu Wenji protect him.
Dugu Rong patted Gu Xiaotian and sighed at the sky: "My God, everyone has their own destiny. This is Wenji's own choice. She can't blame anyone."
Gu Xiaotian asked with a glimmer of hope: "Master, is there really nothing we can do?"
Ye Wuhen looked at Song Bufan aside. Even a god could not save such an injury. It was a blessing to be able to save Yu Wenji's life.
Song Bufan saw Ye Wuhen looking at him and knew that Ye Wuhen was asking him what he could do, so he stepped forward to check Yu Wenji's injuries, then stood up, shook his head, and said that there was nothing he could do.
Gu Xiaotian was still unwilling to give up, shouting for the peak masters to think of a solution.
Yun Hanxing really couldn't bear to see this scene: "Xiaotian, don't get excited. Ye, go find Tong Wuqi and ask this old boy if there is anything he can do."
Ye Wuhen nodded. Now, perhaps only Tong Wuqi, the master of Xuandan Peak, could do something about Yu Wenji's injury. After all, Tong Wuqi's job was to be a doctor.
"Sir, let's go back first." Ye Wuhen said to Song Bufan.
Song Bufan waved his hand, and the peak masters disappeared with their disciples, leaving Song Bufan alone.
Song Bufan stared at the people leaving and said to himself: "Gu Xiaotian, do you really want to become stronger?"
...
Everyone returned to Taibai, Wukong and Yun Hanxing left with their disciples, and Dugu Rong also went to arrange the recuperation of the other two people in the outer courtyard.
Gu Xiaotian and Ye Wuhen took Yu Wenji and silently continued to move towards the Xuan Dan Peak.
Xuandan Peak is full of furnaces and cauldrons. At first glance, it seems that the peak is just like its name, for alchemy refining.
Xuandan Peak is different from other peaks. There are indeed some disciples in other peaks, but they have all been sent down the mountain to do tasks by other peak masters, leaving only some direct disciples in the peak.
But Xuandanfeng is different. Whether it is entering a house or passing it on in person, they can make alchemy collectively and practice the art of alchemy.
Soon he passed through the alchemy hall and came to the main hall. Tong Wuqi, who looked like a child, was meditating deeply on an elixir.
When Ye Wuhen saw Tong Wuqi, he quickly stepped forward and said, "Old Tong, hurry up, save people."
Upon hearing this, Tong Wuqi immediately woke up from his meditation and ordered the others to lay the patient flat on the bed board.
Tong Wuqi carefully checked Yu Wenji's injuries, then took Yu Wenji's pulse with one hand and began to feel her pulse.
Tong Wuqi closed his eyes and felt it, and Gu Xiaotian also held his breath and prayed in his heart.
After a long time, Tong Wuqi still didn't open his eyes. Ye Wuhen also knew that Yu Wenji was too seriously injured. Tong Wuqi was sending Qi to Yu Wenji and opening up her veins, but he seemed to have encountered many obstacles.
After the stick of incense burned out, Tong Wuqi slowly opened his eyes, tapped Yu Wenji's eyebrows lightly, then took out a pill from his arms, opened Yu Wenji's mouth, and put it in in his mouth. He looked at Ye Wuhen with a bad expression: "My life has been saved, but there is nothing else I can do."
Gu Xiaotian knelt down with a plop. He was now in a very anxious mood. He quickly kowtowed his head regardless of other people's reactions: "Tong Peak Master, let's try again."
Tong Wuqi shook his head and helped Gu Xiaotian up: "There is really nothing we can do. The injury is too deep. The other party must have killed him."
Gu Xiaotian's tears couldn't stop flowing out again, and now he fell into deep self-blame.
Tong Wuqi sighed: "My life has been saved, and I should be able to wake up soon, but for the rest, there is really no way, not even the best pills can do it."
Seeing that all the peak masters were unable to do anything, Gu Xiaotian went from having hope to despair, with a sad look on his face, but he still walked slowly to the bedside and hugged Yu Wenji.
"Thank you, Master and Master Tong." After saying that, he walked out of the hall step by step.
The expression on Tong Wuqi's face was also a bit sad. He was rejuvenated and his mind was a bit childlike. He said to Ye Wuhen, "You, this disciple, have such a kind heart."
Ye Wuhen also lamented twice: "It's true that he has good intentions, but this will also delay him."
Outside the hall, Gu Xiaotian hugged Yu Wenji and descended from Xuandan Peak and returned to the outer courtyard.
He placed Yu Wenji properly and told everyone that no one could come in without his order.
Looking at Yu Wenji sleeping on the bed, Gu Xiaotian remembered the scene when he first met Yu Wenji, everything that happened after that, and finally, in order to save himself, he ended up in this situation today.
