Sun Changkong slept all night in such a daze, and by the time he regained his senses, it was already noon the next day. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The first moment he opened his eyes, he saw the master he hadn't seen for a long time, Wang Daoren.

Wang Daoren came back yesterday evening, and he didn't inform him because he was afraid of disturbing Sun Changkong's rest. And when he learned that Sun Changkong was missing, he contacted everyone to quickly look around, regardless of the tiredness of many days of travel. Fortunately, Sanpang knows Sun Changkong's habits very well, and he knows exactly where this kid can go. On the way to the back mountain, the two actually ran into Shen Wanqiu, who was passing by "accidentally". So, the three of them went to the vicinity of Bibo Lake together, and when they arrived, Sun Changkong actually floated up. That's what he saw with his eyes on the verge of fainting.

Speaking of Shen Wanqiu, he has never looked for Sun Changkong since he sobered up. Because of those "relaxing muscles and invigorating blood", his attitude towards Shen Wanqiu changed sharply.

Originally, he still wanted to get a piece of Shen Wanqiu's pie, but now that he can finally enjoy the secret with peace of mind, that's why he went to Bibotan alone to take risks. And Sun Changkong's purpose in doing this was to prevent Shen Wanqiu from being satisfied.

However, Sun Changkong also knew in his heart that even if Shen Wanqiu didn't figure out what happened before, as long as the other party learned about the secret realm, he would get rid of him as soon as possible and kill people. Sun Changkong is not stupid, so naturally he will not be the one who is wronged, so even if he risks a lot, he has to go alone.

Fortunately, the heavens still favored him, and gave him a magical power, which not only lit up the second Peerless True Scripture Diagram and improved his own realm, but also unexpectedly gave birth to a pair of black wings, which greatly improved his mobility.

For things like magic weapons and divine weapons, Sun Changkong doesn't care too much. After all, those are just things outside the body, and the only things that can really stay by your side and use them for yourself are your own strength and cultivation. Many immortal cultivators who have cultivated to the realm of Dacheng tend to abandon their weapon treasures. Because only the body can do what it wants, and other objects will only become a burden to their own progress.

After Wang Daoren saw Sun Changkong wake up, he hurriedly came to the bedside and asked with concern:

"Changkong, I know everything in general, how is your body? That damn red-haired old man, does he want to bully the small with the big and be lawless? Although my Wang is not a great person, he still has the strength to work hard. Don't worry, I'll fight him to the death tomorrow morning...... Changkong, you are still young, don't be mistaken by such a trivial matter. If you want to open up, your future is still bright...... Why did you run to Bibo Lake at night? Could it be ...... Are you trying to kill yourself?"

Wang Daoren's "love", Sun Changkong is still very moved. However, the other party may be because of his age, and he can talk as long-winded as he wants. Half an hour has passed, and Wang Daoren is still tirelessly enlightening and comforting Changkong. When he heard this, he realized that the other party was afraid that he would not be able to dive and commit suicide!

However, it is not without reason that the reaction of the royal people is so strong.

If he hadn't left halfway, how could the Firebeard Daoist be so unscrupulous and easily catch up with his beloved disciple?

As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog, not to mention that Sun Changkong is his beloved apprentice, and the relationship is even more extraordinary. If it weren't for the disciples who stopped him, he would have come to the door to seek revenge.

Now seeing Sun Changkong's appearance of dying, Wang Daoren is even more sad and angry, even if his cultivation is not as strong as Huo's hair, but with full of anger and courage, he doesn't believe that he can't hit the other party hard with his old bones.

"Master, don't worry, my injuries are almost healed. It's just that, in order to prevent the gang of people in the inner door from continuing to come to the door to make trouble, don't spread the news of my injury first, so that you can wait until next month to advance to the door, hehe~You know~!"

After that, Sun Changkong squeezed his eyes at the three fats on the side, revealing a treacherous "face", which looked very funny.

Seeing that Sun Changkong still had the mind to do so, Wang Daoren felt a little relieved.

"It's okay, it's okay. Master doesn't have any good stuff here. ”

As he spoke, Wang Daoren took out a slender wooden box from his arms, opened the drawer on it, and a crumpled root, which looked like a withered tree, was neatly placed inside, and a delicate red silk thread was tied to the lower end of the "root".

"This Breitling ginseng was accidentally obtained by me when I passed by a barren mountain ten years ago, although it is not a kind of elixir to revive the dead, but it is still very beneficial for the recovery of internal and external injuries. At your current age of strength and strength, you don't need to decoction, you can just eat it raw. Only in this way can we give full play to the most primitive supplementing effect of ginseng. ”

Sun Changkong looked at Wang Daoren with burning eyes, and then carefully took the seemingly ordinary spirit ginseng from the other party's hand.

What is the significance of this spirit ginseng, Sun Changkong is quite clear. Generally, the "ginseng" that grows in the human world can only be called ginseng. There are two types of ginseng, mountain ginseng and earth ginseng. Of the two, the former is the best.

However, both mountain ginseng and earth ginseng can only be counted as "mortal things", and at best they can only be used as a good medicine for tonic. Spiritual ginseng is different, because they have absorbed too much heaven and earth aura, they have turned themselves into a spiritual creature that can be absorbed and cultivated, as long as time passes, they can cultivate into human form and become elves among the plants and trees.

What Sun Changkong is holding now is a rare spirit ginseng that has been beaten back to its original form. Until now, he could clearly see the red silk thread tied to the spirit ginseng, which was the prohibition set by the royal dao to prevent the spirit ginseng from slipping away.

"Master, I'm ......"

"Okay, let's have a good rest! When I came back to the present, your master and I haven't gone to visit the old man in charge. You lie down first, and I'll go. ”

After speaking, Wang Daoren gently covered Sun Changkong's body with the quilt, and turned around to leave. Who knew that at this time, Sun Changkong spoke:

"Master, I will not let you down again. ”

At this time, Wang Daoren had already walked to the door, he just tilted his head slightly, smiled faintly, and then strode out of the door.

"Hey, hey, what the hell were you doing yesterday. ”

After sending Wang Daoren away, San Fat hurriedly ran into the room, lay on the side of the bed with a mysterious look, and asked Sun Changkong in a low voice.

In fact, Sun Changkong didn't say it, he had already realized that something was wrong. After all, with such a serious injury, it can actually recover to this extent in just over a month, unless he has some enviable adventures, or there are masters behind him to help. And the identity of this person, San Fat thought about it again and again, thinking about the scene last night, he set his target on Shen Wanqiu.

"This ...... It's a long story, anyway, it's better for you to go less in the future. Especially where we used to play, don't approach it without permission. ”

Sun Changkong said as he heard all the things that happened to him last night. If it weren't for his luck and quick reaction, I am afraid that he would have been buried in it long before the ground collapsed. Sanhua himself didn't like to cultivate, and he came here because of the strong persecution of the elders in the family. And he is so bloated, and his skills are terrible slow. This is going to throw him into those scattered spaces, and without monsters and monsters, he can play himself to death.

Therefore, in order to prevent this kid from being obsessed with money and taking risks, Sun Changkong decided not to say a word about what happened to Shengmu and himself.

I don't know if it's because of the improvement of the realm, or because of the divine effect of the second Peerless True Scripture Diagram, Sun Changkong's body recovered extremely quickly, and in just three days after he came back, he had completely recovered, and his own cultivation was naturally far beyond before. Recalling the scene of the battle with Zhang Wangyuan that day, if he were now himself, he would be able to knock him out of the hospital in less than ten moves. And even if it is Feng Yulang, who has the highest cultivation among the comers, he is sure that he will not fall behind. This is the benefit of the realm ascension.

On this day, Sun Changkong, who was idle in the house, decided to go outside for a walk. Who knows, before he walked out of his yard door, a white figure suddenly appeared behind him.

"Your wounds are healed?"

"Well, thank you for your concern!"

Sun Changkong seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and he knew the identity of the comer without seeing it with the naked eye. If you think about it carefully, this guy has evaporated like a trace since he came back from Bibo Pond, and he no longer mentions the matter of going to the realm of immortals, all kinds of abnormalities are intertwined, and it is strange that there is no cat in it. After such a long time, Shen Wanqiu only found himself today, and he has to admit that the other party's patience is really good.

"What were you doing in the back mountain that day, and why did you float up from the bottom of the pool?" Shen Wanqiu's attitude was a little unfriendly, and even a little angry. There was an inexplicable impatience in his words and deeds, as if he was about to press Sun Changkong to the ground and beat him violently in the next second.

"Oh...... I was dry because of your tonic pills, so I went to the pool to take a cold shower and lower the anger on my body. Why, does the senior brother also want to go to cool off?"

Looking at Sun Changkong's unbeaten look, Shen Wanqiu's palm couldn't help but be pinched by himself. If this wasn't in the self-improvement courtyard, he would have already made a move.

"Sun Changkong, don't be ungrateful, cross the river and tear down the bridge!"

Shen Wanqiu deserves to be a leader, knowing that he was put on a position by Sun Changkong, but he can still put on a look of indifference. The hideousness on his face just now also disappeared at this moment, and was replaced by a warm smile.

"Hehe, thank you for your teachings. Oh, by the way, Senior Brother's relaxation of muscles and blood is really a cure for the disease. I don't need them anymore, so you can take them back and enjoy them for yourself!"

Sun Changkong suddenly took out something from his arms and threw it at the other party. Shen Wanqiu lightly stretched out his hand to take it, and found that the thing in his palm was the living blood powder that he had carefully configured. Suddenly, he only felt that his face was hot, and a feeling of shame from the depths of his heart instantly hit his mind. By the time Shen Wanqiu regained his composure, Sun Changkong had long since disappeared.

"Who is this guy instructed by, a small self-funded disciple can actually identify the mystery in this medicine. It's so damn that I almost got what I wanted. Sun Changkong, you are lucky this time, next time, let's wait and see!"

Shen Wanqiu's heart was agitated, his hand was so inaccurate that he heard a "bang", the black porcelain bottle was instantly crushed into pieces, and a pungent smell of medicinal herbs immediately filled the air.

At this time, on the opposite side of the Ziqiang Academy, the Endless Society, which is in the same position, is also an undercurrent. With an urgent match looming, all parties are gearing up to make it through the next test.

A disciple hurried into the house and hurriedly said out of breath:

"Boss, boss, someone saw that Sun Changkong actually came out to walk around just now. ”

Then there was a young man sitting on the bench in the hall, with black hair, black eyes, black robe, black trousers, black shoes, and a black scabbard. In the scabbard, a long black-handled sword was bound to it, giving people the urge to pull it out to see if the blade was black.

After saying the news reported by the man, the black man in the hall laughed strangely, and then muttered:

"Good boy, this time I'm going to see if you're better or I'm ......"

The man in black replaced the sword with his palm, and stabbed into the coffee table next to him like a devastated one, and the palm of his hand was completely submerged, leaving only his wrist outside.

"Better!"

The man pressed his sword and sat down again, his smile getting thicker and his eyes full of arrogance.

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