Immortal soil?" Beihe looked at the contents of the crockpot.

He had just seen the gray rabbit into the crockpot in front of him, but now in the crockpot in his hand, there was only a lump of black dirt, and there was no trace of the gray rabbit.

Then he showed a clear color, this black dirt, I am afraid that the gray rabbit has transformed.

Or the gray rabbit, which was made of this mass of dirt.

Although he didn't know what this so-called immortal land was, Beihe knew that this thing must be some kind of treasure. Otherwise, he would not have let the horse-faced young man do everything possible to control a puppet, and he would be the enemy of the people of the Wanhua Sect.

Even if he knew that there would be deaths and injuries when he stepped into the Mengluo Palace, but this time the people of the Wanhua Sect could be said to have suffered heavy losses, not only were he killed six people, but the horse-faced young man at the moment also killed a lot.

Bei He was indifferent to this, he was just extremely curious about what the immortal soil in his hand was and what it was for.

As soon as he thought of this, he looked at the horse-faced young man not far away and said, "What is this?" ”

The horse-faced young man's face was gloomy, and he only listened to this person: "Give me the things, otherwise you will bear the consequences." ”

Beihe pursed his lips, "Then you should let the old man see what consequences will there be if you don't give it to you." ”

The horse-faced boy turned his hand and took out a small silver axe, and then threw it at Beihe.

This thing rose sharply in the air, turned into three feet, and slashed towards the North River with great momentum.

Bei He casually stretched out his hand and pointed, and a white sword qi was stimulated, and with a "ding" sound, it slashed on the small axe, and the latter immediately flew out diagonally.

The horse-faced young man in the distance trembled, and his face turned pale.

Judging from this blow alone, Beihe's strength far surpassed him, and not only that, Beihe also gave him a feeling of extreme danger, and this feeling he only had when facing a cultivator of the Transformation Yuan Stage.

As soon as he thought of this, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he saw that he made a move at the small axe that was knocked away by Beihe, and after taking it back, he turned over and took out a yellow talisman. If you look closely, this talisman also depicts a vivid fist print.

As soon as Fang was taken out by him, an astonishing mana fluctuation emanated from this talisman, and even Beihe was moved.

"Old thing, give you another chance, if you don't bring the things, then your Uncle Ma will send you back to the West. The horse-faced boy looked at him and smirked.

Beihe's expression sank, and then he turned his hand and put the crockpot in his hand into the storage bag.

But at this time, he found that the crockpot seemed to have an invisible blocking force, and he couldn't even put it in.

Surprised, he understood that it should be that the immortal soil had been transformed, and it was considered a living being, so it couldn't be stored in the storage bag.

I think about it, otherwise this horse-faced young man just now would have collected this thing a long time ago, how could it be placed on the ground.

"Die!"

Seeing that Beihe was unmoved, the horse-faced young man did not hesitate, he made a magic decision with the talisman in his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, the talisman suddenly broke through the air towards Beihe.

The thing exploded with a "bang" halfway through and turned into a vivid fist.

This fist swelled to the height of a zhang out of thin air, roaring towards the North River.

Not only that, but from this thing, a terrifying coercion comparable to the attack of a monk in the late Huayuan period erupted. At the same time, the air around him tightened, as if it was solidified by water, and he couldn't dodge it for a short time.

In just this moment, Beihe's hairs stood on end. He had a hunch that if this blow fell on him, even if his physical strength could hard-shake the early stage cultivators, he would be blown up.

This talisman must be a one-time talisman treasure refined by the monks of the Yudan period, which can seal the power of the monks of the late Huayuan period in it.

After inspiring this object, when the horse-faced boy looked at Beihe, it was like looking at a dead man.

In the face of the roaring fist prints, the true qi in Beihe's body was surging and surging, following the thirty-eight meridians, all condensed towards the index finger and middle finger of his right hand.

In the next breath, he suddenly raised his arm, and the middle finger of his index finger pointed at the fist print whistling in front of him.

"Whew!"

A white pillar of qi was stimulated from his fingers, and in an instant, it burst onto the fist mark two feet away.

"Boom!"

I saw that under this blow, there was a loud bang.

The white column of qi inspired by Beihe's two-finger meditation blasted through the fist print, causing the latter to collapse and disperse.

However, the pillar of qi inspired by his two-finger meditation was also dim and eventually disappeared.

After the fist mark exploded, a strong wind was formed and swept in the medicine garden under him.

Beihe's body trembled, and then he stood still. However, under the sweep of the strong wind, the horse-faced boy staggered back a few steps before he could stand firmly.

Suddenly raising his head, the horse-faced young man's face changed greatly, "How is it possible!"

In his opinion, in this Monluo Palace, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to rely on their own strength to resist that blow.

At this time, when he looked at Beihe, he couldn't help but show a trace of fear, the Beihe in front of him turned out to be a person whose strength was no less than that of the late Huayuan period.

And when Beihe looked at the horse-faced boy, the murderous intent in his eyes was already obvious.

Just now, he used a sharp blow to defeat the fist seal, and it seemed that it didn't take much effort, but in fact, at this moment, the true qi in his body had been completely drained, and there was nothing left.

Even in the ancient martial arts, two-finger Zen belongs to the top level, and its power is naturally extremely powerful. He relied on the middle stage of True Qi, so he was able to block a blow comparable to that of a monk in the late stage of Huayuan.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, the horse-faced boy swept towards his side.

Beihe's strength is comparable to that of a monk in the late Huayuan period, how dare he face this kind of person, thirty-six plans are the best plan, and he can only escape.

"Humph!"

Beihe let out a cold voice and waved his sleeves.

"Whoosh...... Bang ......"

The golden net shot out and spread, heading towards the horse-faced boy who rushed towards him, and the person in the passage could not be avoided.

This place is a dead end, and this horseface can escape if he can.

At the critical moment, the horse-faced boy turned his hand and took out a talisman again, and pinched it to explode.

When his body was overwhelmed by the aura of the talisman explosion, he disappeared from the spot, causing the golden net to fall into the air.

When he reappeared, the horse-faced boy not only avoided the golden net, but also appeared behind Beihe.

Before, he had activated a talisman that could teleport his body in order to avoid many Ten Thousand Flowers Sect monks, but now he had activated another talisman to avoid the blockade of the North River.

"Whew!"

Bei He turned around with a sense of sensation, and with a flick of his wrist, a white sword qi was stimulated from his fingertips and hit the person's back.

The horse-faced boy gritted his teeth and pinched a talisman again, and as the aura wrapped him, his figure disappeared in place again. This time he was already ten feet away when he appeared, and then he ran out of the passage without thinking.

Bei He made a move at the golden net, and after taking this thing back, he looked at the puppet standing beside him, and rolled up his sleeves at this object, trying to put this puppet into the storage bag.

But just as he had imagined, it was under his roll, and it didn't move.

Because this puppet is too heavy to be taken away by his strength.

But he still didn't give up, and he tried several other methods, but the results were all the same.

So he shook his head, and swept in the direction of the horse-faced boy's flight with the crockpot in hand.

Although the puppet is good, it can't be taken away, and even if it is taken away, it will be handed over to the sect after going out, and there is no benefit to him.

The horse-faced young man's cultivation is not high, but this person's methods are endless, which has aroused his interest.

But he didn't chase after this person, but deliberately restrained his speed.

At this time, when he chased to the square and chased all the way down the mountain, he could only see the other party's distant back, and the distance between the two was getting farther and farther.

Seeing this scene, instead of being annoyed, Bei He still had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

When the two chased and fled, and finally came to the foot of the mountain where the medicine garden was located, there was finally no ban on air here. The horse-faced boy stomped into the sky, and disappeared into the distance in a short time.

After Beihe came to the foot of the mountain, he looked at the direction in which the other party had disappeared, his expression was unwavering, and he did not chase any further.

He didn't chase and kill this person, so he was naturally jealous. He was able to block the other party's talisman just now, and the true qi in his body would be exhausted, if he forced the other party to take out another one, then the roles of the two would probably be reversed.

Therefore, his purpose just now was only to frighten this person away, but he didn't dare to chase after him.

And what's interesting is that although he deliberately restrained his speed just now, in his opinion, even if he has no reservations, he may not be able to catch up with the other party.

The strength of his physical body is comparable to that of a cultivator of the Transformation Yuan Stage, and the mana in his body is even stronger than that of an ordinary Ninefold Cultivator of the Qi Condensation Stage, but he is not proficient in the art of retreat. On the other hand, the horse-faced boy was obviously proficient in some kind of clever escape technique.

Beihe has already decided that he will also find a suitable escape technique to practice in this matter. If nothing else, the escape will be more certain in the future.

So he withdrew his gaze, turned his hand and took out a jade slip, which he put on his forehead.

After some inspection, he recognized the direction and broke through the air. Now he wants to find Yao Ling's daughter and complete the task assigned by Zhang Jiuniang with this woman.

As he galloped all the way, he looked at the crockpot in his hand. In his heart, he kept thinking about how he could swallow this thing under the noses of the two monks of the Yudan period.

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Chapter 238: Old Ginger and Spicy