Du Shao naturally saw that the person who swore the oath was Li Dong. After just one glance, he withdrew his gaze and turned to Lin Du.
"I think I have found some barriers to advancement. After I go back this time, I will go into seclusion and build foundation. Lin Du, wait until I learn acupuncture and heal your heart."
Lin Du waved his hands after hearing this, "I'm fine. There's also my senior brother here. You should have heard of his name. His name is Jiang Liang."
Du Shao had actually heard of his name. It was said that Jiang Liang only saved people who were about to die and would not accept anyone who had an extra breath of life. He was nicknamed the Living Judge.
Whenever Jiang Liang said it was hopeless, that person must be hopeless.
"I heard that Jiang Liang is the best at refining elixirs. He has never used acupuncture and other techniques. I will learn from it. You are good at cultivating yourself. Maybe one day, I can help you and cure those difficult and complicated diseases."
At this moment, Du Shao was just like when she first met, her eyes were filled with hope for the future. However, in the past, she was like jade gathered in a brocade bag, but now it was like a crystal hairpin in the sun, with dazzling light flowing through it.
Lin Du tilted his head and thought for a moment, "Okay, I'll wait until you finish."
She actually didn't care if they could save her, because she would save herself.
But as a person, you always have to have something to think about.
Xia Wu, who was standing next to Lin Du, blinked slightly but said nothing.
"Fellow Daoist Lin."
A vague hoarse shout made the five people standing in a row turn their heads to look in the direction of the sound, and three white mist also turned around in the air.
"Hey, fellow Taoist, you have such a big face." Yuan Ye's eyes widened.
There was no other reason. The man in front of him looked really miserable.
Half of his face was bruised and swollen, and there were clear finger marks on his neck. At first, he didn't look at the face but only looked at the body shape of a good-looking young man. However, when he looked at his face, he looked like...a pig demon had transformed.
Hearing this, the young man's eyes moved slowly and fell on Lin Du. Even though he could not move the muscles on his face, he still looked like he had been greatly wronged.
Lin Du suddenly stretched out his hand and held Xia Wu's wrist, "Second nephew, do me a favor. Do you have any medicine to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis? I accidentally injured this Taoist fellow Wu Xi from the Guiyuan Sect in the secret realm. "
She paused and tried to adjust her facial expression to look more sincere, "It's just that I didn't expect that just one punch could cause such great damage to this fellow Taoist. I really didn't expect it." , after all... I think he is obviously higher in cultivation than me, so he should be fine soon."
When Wu Xi heard the words, she felt something was wrong, and her chest rose and fell a lot.
Although his soul was suppressed at that time, he could still hear Lin Du's words.
Lin Du clearly wanted to kill him, so why did he just punch her in the mouth?
Xia Tian Wu's eyes moved to Wu Xi, "My little master uncle has not been in Taoism for a year. He is young and weak and does not know how to control it. My fellow Taoist, please forgive me. It seems that my fellow Taoist's nose is a little crooked and needs to be corrected."
As she spoke, she expressed her offence, and then walked up to the man with a bruised nose and swollen face. He had a cold and celestial face, and his eyes were as if he were looking at a dead thing.
The young man was so frightened that he took a step back and said vaguely, "No... no need. Guiyuan Sect also has medical practices."
Xia Tian stretched out her hand and pinched it without any expression, and only heard a click. She took a step back, looked at it, and after confirming that it was correct, she seriously performed a cleaning technique on herself, and took out two jade bottles and a small ointment. .
"This is an elixir for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, a medicine for wounds on the face, and a medicine for treating the throat. Do not drink water for the time being after taking it."
Wu Xi thought she would be tortured a lot, but before she could call out to Fairy Lengqing, she had already retracted her hand.
"I, I'm not here to settle scores with fellow Daoist Lin."
Lin Du stood up. She looked extremely well-behaved now, not at all cold and treacherous as when she strangled him by the throat. It was as if the alluring aura that burst out in that moment was all a fantasy in his confusion. , only the dull pain in the throat proves all this.
"Fellow Daoist Wu, I asked the Second Martial Nephew to give you the medicine because I feel sorry for it. Although it was forced by the situation at the time, I still hurt you. I, Lin Du, never want to owe others anything."
As she spoke, a purple-gold crane stove with charcoal fire appeared in her hand, and she handed it to Xia Wu Wu, "Warm your hands."
This man had been taken away by the Yin Soul, and his body was stained with the resentment of the Yin Corpse. Xia Tianwu had touched his face, so he must have been infected with it.
She didn't want Wu Xi to see that Xia Tian had any strange fire just yet.
Xia Tian Wu took it, a little surprised, but he didn't ask Lin Du what he meant, and his face had an everlasting cold expression.
According to the original plot, Wu Xi noticed Xia Wuwei, who was carrying a strange fire, at a competition in Zhongzhou.
At this moment, Wu Xi has not formed the elixir yet, and it is still early for the first plot point.
But Lin Du wanted Xia Wu to think of this pig-headed look every time he mentioned Wu Xi.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, I came here to declare a challenge to you."
"It's not me who controls the body in the secret realm. I want to have a real fight with you. We will compete at the Zhongzhou Heroes Meeting nine years later."
Because she was strangled half to death, her vocal cords were damaged, and her face was swollen, Wu Xi's speech was particularly unclear.
Lin Du narrowed his eyes and turned to look at the three steaming hot water bottles behind him, "What did he say?"
"It seems that he wants to fight with you." Yuan Ye said.
Lin Du exclaimed, "But what I am practicing is a formation. Fellow Taoist Witch, have you misunderstood?"
Formation masters rarely participate in competitions in the ring. This has been a law in the world of cultivation for many years.
For so many years, those who participated in the competition in the arena were the half-baked formation masters and Lin Du's master Yan Ye. Naturally, the battles were definitely not using formations.
Wu Xi didn't care. He took out a battle post and used his spiritual power to carve his mark on the spot, and then wrote Lin Du's name. His movements were extremely skillful, as if he had done it countless times.
Lin Du: ...What kind of person can carry around a written battle note with only his name missing? Have you done this a lot?
The young man held the battle post in both hands, then bent down and said, "Please invite Fellow Daoist Lin to join the battle."
Without waiting for Lin Du's reaction, the war post flew towards Lin Du's face with great speed.
Lin Du subconsciously leaned back, stretched out his hand, pinched the war post between his middle and index fingers, and then the war post quickly absorbed Lin Du's aura.
Wu Xi straightened up and said, "Since fellow Taoist has accepted the call, let's meet again then."
"I hope fellow Taoist monks will have formed elixirs after nine years, otherwise I will have a guilty conscience."
After he said all this, he turned around and left. His back looked particularly heroic.
Lin Du still held the battle post between his arms, turned his head and glanced at the small kettle, "What did he say?"
"He looks down on you." Yuan Ye translated dutifully. "He said you might not be able to form an elixir in nine years, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to win."
"I mean it would be best if you spend nine years catching up with him." Yan Qing further angered him.
Lin Du was particularly puzzled, "Wu Xi is a swordsman who is ten years older than me. He takes advantage of me and still looks down on me?"
"Uncle Junior! Keep beating him next time!" Ni Jinxuan was the first to respond.
Lin Du turned to look at Xia Wu, "Second Junior Nephew, how long does it take for an average person in our sect to form elixirs after entering Taoism?"
"It can take as little as five years, or as long as twenty years."
The first to the second period is to escape from the mortal world, and the second to the third period is to achieve the Tao. Once the elixir is formed, the elixir Tao is initially completed, flying freely, and extending for thousands of years. Therefore, from the Qin state of mind to the Tengyun state, it is all A big hurdle for a monk.
Lin Du said, "Okay, I understand. I will form the elixir next year. Wu Xi had better go back and form the elixir immediately, otherwise I won't be able to win."
Before Lin Du could say another harsh word, another person walked up to her, holding a war post in his hand.
Lin Du raised his hand to his forehead and gave the person next to him a look.
Yuan Ye understood and said, "Want to give my little uncle a fight? Go back a little bit and the people who want to fight her have already been lined up from here to our Dingjiu City."
