Wu Sheng walked along the mountain path and passed by Mu Taoist's cave. He was about to go to the top of the mountain, but he retreated.
There were torches burning in the cave, which was as bright as day, and there were several large wooden boxes piled in the corner. People from Chu came out in large numbers, but no one was watching.
He rushed in like a gust of wind and opened a box. Heaps of heavy love gold and ant nose money were piled high. It was too heavy and could not be taken away. Wu Sheng grabbed a handful of love gold, but he would definitely give up the ant nose money. He kicked open the box next to it, which contained swords, hammers, axes, hooks and many other magical weapons. , there are dozens of them.
He was greedy, but he still couldn't take it away. Wu Sheng couldn't help but lament: "Didn't it say that cultivators all have storage instruments? Why haven't I seen them before?"
He opened another box, which also contained various magic weapons, but they were not weapons. Most of them were spiritual jade, orbs, magic bottles, and the like.
In a hurry, Wu Sheng grabbed a piece of pigskin at the bottom of the box and lifted it up. Most of the box's magical artifacts were wrapped in it and were still falling down. Tie the four corners into a package, put it on your shoulders, turn around and run out.
Before he could run out of the cave, two guards appeared from the side rooms on both sides, each holding a short sword, and stopped him.
The two guards were both Qi Practitioners, and Wu Sheng couldn't even fight one of them. If he were to be caught, then he would truly be living up to the saying "Man will die for wealth."
"What a thief! Sure enough..." The two guards sneered.
On the verge of battle, if you talk too much, something will definitely happen. Wu Sheng did not dare to delay, and took action immediately with the magic weapon passed down by Mu Taoist. The thunder hammer strikes the left side, and the golden rope circle is on the right side.
But after the golden rope was released, it turned around out of thin air, bypassing the monk on the right, and flew to the left. This rope was very evil, and it caught the monk on the left by surprise. The monk was tied up tightly and was unable to fight back.
The thunder hammer that flew over immediately hit the guard on the head, bursting out with dazzling lightning.
The golden rope was struck by the lightning and was immediately loosened, but the guard was also burnt on the outside and tender on the inside by the lightning, and died on the spot. The objects that the Void Returning High Cultivator passed down to Wu Sheng to save his life were beyond the power of these ordinary Qi Refiners!
At the same time, the flying sword of the guard on the right also stabbed Wu Sheng's chest. Wu Sheng was wearing a short coat, which was found in Xinxitang Cave in Tianshan Gorge last winter. It was indeed a treasure woven from silkworm silk. It knocked the dagger away and saved his life.
But the flying sword came with a fierce force. Although it did not penetrate, most of the force was removed by Tiancan's short coat. The remaining force still stabbed Wu Sheng's breath, and he almost fainted.
Fortunately, practicing this winter has a very obvious effect on the body, and the true energy automatically protects the body, otherwise he would be almost dead at this moment.
Despite this, half of his body was still stiff from the beating, and he was holding his breath in his chest, unable to move.
It's over, just wait for death, you were hurt by the golden rope!
Wu Sheng endured the severe pain, eyes widened, and stared at the guard. The guard drew back the dagger with his backhand, glanced at the tip of the sword in disbelief, then looked at his companion who fell on the ground, roared, regained his strength, and ran away in panic!
Ran? Wu Sheng blinked, a little confused. After holding in his breath for more than ten seconds, he finally regained his breath. Ignoring the pain in his chest, he hurriedly carried the package on his back and left the cave.
Following the mountain path and turning to the top of the peak, I happened to see the back of the shuttle bus carrying Gongzi Zhui on its back as it fled. This time he was more cautious and did not dare to move. After waiting for a while, no "ambushes appeared" was seen, and then he came to the high pole hanging Jin Wuhuan and put him down.
Jin Wuhuan fell limply into Wu Sheng's arms, dying, and smiled miserably: "Brother Wu..."
Wu Sheng didn't have time to chat with him, so he put him on his shoulders and ran away. A cry for help came from behind: "Save me!" It was Situ Jiping.
Wu Sheng sighed, ran over and cut off the rope that tied him, and didn't care about the rest. He carried Jin Wuhuan down the mountain without stopping. Ji Ping, with tears in his eyes, knelt on the ground behind him, Worship each other with great courtesy.
On the way to escape, Wu Sheng encountered Chu people rushing towards the main peak many times. He had no choice but to leave the mountain road and go into the dense forest and cliff edge where no one walked. It was really stumbling.
After finally getting rid of Chu Ren, as soon as he got out of the forest, Wu Sheng suddenly braked and threw himself forward, unable to stabilize himself. There was a water stream in front of him, which was more than ten feet deep, and he almost stepped into it.
After taking two steps back, he put Jin Wuhuan down and poured some water into him. Wu Sheng began to search for materials to make a rope.
Jin Wuhuan leaned under a tree, looked at Wu Sheng who was busy, and sighed: "Brother Wu, why didn't you leave and came back to save me..."
Wu Sheng took out a rice cake from the package and stuffed it into it. Jin Wuhuan devoured it and regained his energy a little.
A general check of his injuries revealed that there were sword wounds and whip wounds on his chest and back. Some of the wounds ranged from light red to black and purple, with pus and blood. It was obvious that he had been tortured countless times, and he had no idea how many times he had been tortured. How to survive the winter.
In addition, his legs were broken.
These were all traumatic injuries. Jin Wuhuan's two meridians were damaged, which could not be recovered in the short term.
Wu Sheng could only find two herbs in the nearby forest that were barely suitable for the disease. After chewing them, he applied it to Jin Wuhuan's bleeding wound and temporarily fixed his legs with branches.
After working hard, Jin Wuhuan was sweating profusely and grimacing in pain.
Wu Sheng continued to twist the rope, while Jin Wuhuan asked: "Brother Wu is hiding in the secret passage?"
Wu Sheng hated the fact that iron could not be made into steel: "I told you, if you see a bad opportunity, you should hide in and look for me, you guys!"
Jin Wuhuan sighed, leaned his head on the tree trunk, and after a long while he suddenly said: "The teacher is dead... Two disciples came to Jixia Academy... One is good at talismans, and the other is a sword..."
The monks in Jixia Academy usually have the third-level title. They are usually known as the masters of the God Refining Realm who are walking around the world. They are well-known characters in various vassal states.
Further up, those who have entered the Realm of Returning to the Void are called Zongxing, and they are great people. As for real people or heavenly masters, even Wu Sheng could not imagine how high their cultivation level was.
Was it originally the pursuit of Jixia Academy? Wu Sheng immediately thought of the two monks in black standing on the main peak looking down at the mountains when the mountain-protecting formation was breached last year. He still thinks about them with lingering fear.
Jin Wuhuan looked at the night starry sky through the mottled tree shadows, with tears in his eyes: "What mistake did Hu Fang make that prompted Jixia Academy to take action?"
Wu Sheng also couldn't figure out why Jixia Academy wanted to help the Chu people attack Hufang. Why did he assassinate a Chu official, and why did Jixia Academy want him?
"I was captured by the Chu people. I wanted to ask them why Jixia Academy helped the Chu people, but I didn't dare to ask... The third senior brother only asked one question and was killed by the Chu people... I am timid. It’s useless…wuwuwu…”
Jin Wuhuan covered his face with his hands and buried his head in tears.
Wu Sheng was silent for a moment and asked: "Where is senior brother? Where is Hutou?"
Jin Wuhuan sobbed: "They are all gone. The people from Jixia Academy did it..."
Wu Sheng felt sad for a while, and also felt confused. Jixia Academy took action to kill people. Who in the world has the ability to take revenge? So desperate!
At this point, Jin Wuhuan's left arm suddenly shook and trembled involuntarily. He struggled to tear at the wound on his left arm and shouted: "Brother Wu, leave quickly!"
