Hu Muxian soaked in the spring for three days and three nights. There was no Bigu Pill or Chunyang Talisman. His spiritual energy was imprisoned. His body was cold, his belly was hungry, and he suffered a lot. He is the son of a wealthy family. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He is the direct disciple of Huashan Sect in Immortal City. Li Xiyi took one look at him and forcibly accepted him as his disciple. He is the successor of the great elder Tu Zhenren. Everyone in his sect is polite to him. No one had ever treated him like this before. Apart from being angry, he felt scared for the first time.
When the murderer who had slapped him appeared in front of him again, Hu Muchian could barely hold on, but he had lost his initial arrogance and reserve and remained silent, waiting for him to come up with terms. In front of him, Wei Shiqi opened the bottles and jars he found one by one, took out the elixirs and herbs, regardless of thickness, stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them raw, and ate them cleanly. He threw the empty bottle down the mountain, clapped his hands, and asked, "Are there any more?"
Hu Muchian's heart was pounding with fear, and he subconsciously wanted to shake his head, but his head and neck were stiff and unable to move, so he could only shake his eyes from side to side. Wei Shiqi stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, releasing the restraint of blood. Hu Muxian yelled "Ouch" and struggled to get up. His hands and feet were numb and disobedient. He fell into the spring again and choked several times.
After panting for a while, Hu Muxian climbed out of the spring and collapsed on the ground, leaning against the wet white stone, exhausted. A good man doesn't want to suffer the immediate consequences. With a sad face, he confessed honestly: "No more, they are all here."
Wei Shiqi inspected the remaining objects, including immortal talismans, magic weapons, maps, and other bits and pieces. They were all carefully selected good things. If you throw them out casually, you will be overtaken. The direct disciples of the sect are indeed worth a lot of money, but it is a pity that they are not allowed to enter the fairy city. Otherwise, robbing the fat sheep would be a good business with huge profits.
Hu Muxian guessed that the other party was a casual cultivator with no sect. He was so skilled in beating with a sap and had done many things to kill people and seize treasures. He was afraid that he would be buried here because of his confusion, so he bravely said: "I am a disciple of the Huashan Sect in the fairy city. ...Studying under Tu Zhenren, the great elder of the Huashan Sect..." He felt that Li Xiyi's sign was not loud enough, so he rolled his tongue to deliberately confuse the audience.
Wei Shiqi raised the Poison Dragon Sword, knocked on his shoulder, and said, "Huashan Sect? I've never heard of it. Well, I'm not unkind. As long as you can come up with a panacea to redeem yourself, I'll let you go. How about it?"
Redemption? Hu Muxian shuddered for no reason. What did that guy want to do with bad intentions? Is it possible that he has a habit of Longyang? He racked his brains and asked, "Is it possible that these magical talismans are not enough?"
Wei Shiqi refused and said: "I only want the elixir. If you can't get it, you will have to pay with your body."
"Meat...meat...meat compensation? How...repayment method?" Hu Muxian's face was earth-colored and he couldn't stammer out a single word. All kinds of unspeakable scenes appeared in front of him. He was born in a wealthy family and didn't eat. I’ve seen pork and seen pigs run away, so I’m not a naive kid who doesn’t understand anything.
But I heard the other party say: "The blood and essence of the monk is a great tonic. If I don't have the elixir, I will eat you."
This "eating" is not the other "eating". His doubts were dispelled with one sentence. Hu Muxian breathed a sigh of relief. There are authentic Taoist sects in the fairy city, and there are also heretical sects. It is not a big deal to seize essence and blood to replenish one's body, but there are very few sects. When someone attacks a cultivator, they usually use monsters to attack them. This is essentially the same as taking the bones of demon pills to sacrifice magic tools.
Hu Muxian's physical body is full of vitality and blood. Even though he has practiced for a short period of time, it is still enough to be worth the five-color Yunzhi. It is not without some small benefits. However, Wei Shiqi just scares him and deceives him for more benefits, so he can catch big fish in the long run. This is the long-term solution. If a nail can be planted in the fairy city, the benefits in the future will be countless.
Hu Muxian had an idea and gave Tu Zhenren a map and ordered him to tell the truth about his search for things to prolong life. He was willing to lend flowers to the Buddha and give these ganoderma jelly grass to him as a ransom. This was exactly what he wanted. Wei Shiqi handed all the maps of the immortal talismans and magical artifacts back to Hu Muxian, and ordered him to rest here for a day and a night to recuperate his energy, and then go to Daliang Kingdom with him.
Hu Muxian watched him drift away, hesitant in his heart, but the other party was pretending to be generous, could it be that he didn't do anything? He silently performed his exercises and inspected his body, but found nothing out of the ordinary. He also carefully inspected the shuttle. The restraints were intact and he could escape and fly away at any time. Hu Muxian felt worried now and went around the spring more than a dozen times. After all, he didn't want to risk his life, so he went to the mountains to hunt a small beast, roasted it half-cooked on the bonfire, and nibbled a few mouthfuls to satisfy his hunger.
He had been well-fed and well-fed since he was a child, and it was the first time he had to do such rough work, and he had never noticed it before. His hair was rough, his fur and internal organs were not removed, and it was bitter and fishy. The food made him look pale and almost cry. come out. After finally getting through the day and night, he saw Wei Shiqi leading a young girl up the mountain. His spirits were lifted. He looked at Xia Qian carefully and praised in his heart: "Such a beautiful woman is rarely seen in the fairy city. ...Hey, look at her facial features, she seems to be somewhat similar to Master..."
The master he was talking about was Li Xiyi, a swordsman who accidentally misunderstood Tu Zhenren and acted in a unique way. He did not care about his true intentions in everything, only talked about interests and losses, and only wanted results.
Wei Shiqi and Xia Qian boarded the shuttle, Hu Muxian poured spiritual power into it, activated the restrictions, and the shuttle took off, determined the direction, and flew towards Daliang Kingdom. After carrying two more people, the shuttle was a little sluggish, going up and down, fast and slow. Hu Muxian had no choice but to anger the murderer, so he had to put up a fairy talisman. It could subjugate demons and kill people, but it was useless. The land of martial arts is like agarwood making fire and wasting all natural resources.
From the beginning to the end, he didn't have any intention of resisting, not even a thought crossed his mind. He did as the other party said without hesitation, without any hesitation, without any opinion, as if he was a puppet controlled by others.
As the shuttle flew between the sea and the sky, Xia Qian's heart was so excited that she almost jumped out of her chest. She clung to Wei Shiqi tightly, holding his arms with both hands. Her mind went blank. She didn't want to say anything, she just wanted to This moment stays for a long time. Wei Shiqi patted the back of her hand, thinking thoughtfully in his heart. The blood of the abyss corrodes all things. Although it is harmful, it cannot drive magic weapons or control foreign objects. Guo Chuanlin's body is not a cultivation seed, it can only Taking the path of blood energy and body refining, there are many barriers in the fairy city, and the demon realm is more conducive to practice. He had a strong premonition that the blood energy had spread among the monsters, like a spark igniting a prairie fire, and it was about to turn into a bloody battle that would last for thousands of years. If he did not intervene and allowed it to evolve, this world would become another abyss.
He didn't know why the law of blood and energy came to this world, but for him, this was a good opportunity to strengthen himself. The monster harvested the blood and energy on his behalf, saving him a lot of hands and feet. Wei Shiqi hoped that the battle between the fairy city and the demon realm could continue for a long time. , the more deaths there are on both sides, the richer his harvest will be in the future.
Thinking of this, Wei Shiqi took a deep look at Hu Muxian, thinking about how to make good use of this chess piece, and be prepared for a rainy day, and was not eager to covet the small profit in front of him.
