Master Fu does not envy immortals

Chapter 30

The young man straightened up, and said to Lai Zi: "You heard it too, this little brother said he didn't know you, you two should accept it as soon as you see each other, if you continue to entangle, I will not be polite."

He raised his bow and arrow.

Seeing that they are only one step away from success, how can they give up willingly?Squinting his eyes, he said impatiently: "What nonsense, just fight them!"

After finishing speaking, he pinched the hand formula, and a flame shot out from his fingertips——

Shi Yueren burped and waved in time.

Jiang Qiongxing watched the flame as if the lighter hadn't been lit, and the sparks disappeared after two flashes.

Under the influence of Shi Yueren, the young people still only see their eyes squinting and dancing.

Nothing.

"Brother, I was wrong, they are not liars," the young man who talked a lot said again, "I guess his brain is not working well, it's quite pitiful, forget it."

Squinting his eyes, his hands trembled with anger.

Strange things happened again and again, Lai Zi whispered: "Look, these people are weird, don't be careless."

"I still don't believe it!" Squinting his eyes, he pulled out a big knife from the storage ring and threw it at the young man holding a bow and arrow.

So what if the spell fails, he doesn't believe that even a knife is useless!
Watching the other side conjure up a big knife out of thin air, the young man was taken aback, and instinctively raised the bow and arrow in his hand.

The feather arrow flew out, squinting his eyes but neither dodging nor dodging, Lai Zi cooperated tacitly with him, shouted angrily, a white light emerged, and the feather arrow landed on it, as if blocked by something, and fell to the ground.

"Oh," Shi Yueren put away the jug, and said slowly, "I can't stop defensive spells."

All the young people saw this scene.

The chattering young man's expression changed slightly: "...is he really a cultivator?"

The leading young man didn't have time to say more, he raised his hand to block the knife from his narrowed eyes.

The big knife barely stopped in front of his forehead, and the strong wind cut through the skin of his forehead, leaving a bloodstain.

The young man gritted his teeth tightly, exerted all his strength with his arms, and did not back down.

The knife and the bow collided, and there was a sound of breaking.

The bow was fine, but the knife broke in two.

Even the young man holding the bow widened his eyes.

In the grove by the roadside, Shi Yueren put his hands into the front of his clothes, hiding his achievements and fame.

He landed with squinted eyes, took a few steps back, held the broken knife, even opened his eyes, with disbelief written all over his face.

Laizi's expression became more and more serious, looking at the group of young people, he fell into deep thought.

Jiang Qiongxing was blessed to the heart, sneered, crossed his waist, and said arrogantly to these two people: "Go ahead, why, are you afraid? Don't dare? Let me tell you, as long as you dare to come within three feet of me, your head will fall to the ground, and your blood will be splashed on the spot!"

If it was just now, if he squinted his eyes and heard such a passage, he would definitely be so stimulated that his blood boiled, and he rushed over regardless, but now the broken knife in his hand reminded him not to act rashly.

Laizi approached and pressed his shoulder: "Calm down, there must be a cultivator hidden among them, who may have a higher level of cultivation than ours, don't be fooled, and plan in the long run."

The more they hesitated, the more arrogant Jiang Qiongxing became, jumping up and down to provoke: "Come on, come on!"

His jaw moved with narrowed eyes, revealing a hint of ferocity, he stared at Jiang Qiongxing fiercely, then turned and stepped on the flying magic weapon.

The two quickly disappeared in mid-air.

Didn't you give up so soon?
Jiang Qiongxing was a little disappointed.

Seeing those two people disappear, the young man heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and asked Jiang Qiongxing, "Are you okay?"

"Brother, you're injured!" the chattering youth exclaimed.

"Small injury, it's okay." The young man wiped the blood from his forehead and didn't take it to heart.

Jiang Qiongxing recalled the content of "99 Commonly Used Formulas", and offered to propose: "If you don't mind, let me help you treat it?"

The young man didn't refuse her kindness, put away his bow and arrow, got off his horse, and said to the people around him: "Everyone is tired from the journey, let's rest for a while before leaving."

Everyone should be.

The talkative young man got off his horse and leaned in front of Jiang Qiongxing: "Little brother, where are you going? Where are your family members? Why are you traveling alone? How dangerous, if we didn't just pass by, you would be captured by those two people!"

He asked too many questions, Jiang Qiongxing laughed dryly, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

The chattering young man didn't intend to ask her to answer, and continued on his own: "Those two people look weird, and it's most likely because they saw you alone as a child, and they became malicious."

The leading young man pulled the chatter behind him, and said to Jiang Qiongxing helplessly, "I'm sorry, didn't I scare you? He just talked a lot, and he didn't mean anything malicious."

"It's okay, it's okay," Jiang Qiongxing gestured, "Get down a little bit, and I'll heal your wounds."

The young man smiled, squatted down cooperatively, and said casually, "What's your surname, little brother? I'm Song Jian, the head of the Song's Escort Bureau, and I'm planning to go to Ningcheng. If we're on the same road, we can be companions on the way."

That being said, in fact, Jiang Qiongxing could hear that the other party was worried that something would happen to her one child on the way, and wanted to help her.

"My name is Jiang Qiongxing, don't worry about anything else, I'll treat your wound." She said as she took out the "99 Commonly Used Formulas" from the storage ring, "...Wait a minute, I'll find out where the healing formula is."

She lowered her head and flipped through the pages of the book, completely unaware of the sudden change in Song Jian's expression when she saw her take out a book out of thin air.

"Ah, I found it." Jiang Qiongxing recited the clumsy formula silently, making sure he could say it smoothly, then raised his head, not forgetting to inoculate the other party, "This is the first time I use this formula, I don't know how it works, don't mind."

Song Jian's smile was a little tense: "It's okay, you can do whatever you want."

Jiang Qiongxing thought he was just nervous, didn't think about it, raised his hand and put it on the wound on the other's forehead, and recited the mantra.

Spiritual power surged within her body, and a small piece of faint white light gathered in her palm, which would have been easily overlooked if she hadn't been staring at it all the time.

After a while, the effect of the mantra faded away, and she tried to move her hand away to check the wound on the other's forehead, and said pleasantly, "The wound is gone, it seems that the effect is not bad."

Great, from now on, if there is any small wound on my body, I can easily solve it.

In ancient times without antibiotics, how important this formula was!

Jiang Qiongxing decided to recite the full text of this healing formula in his mind today - it would be too embarrassing to have to flip through the book every time he wanted to use it.

"Thank you, Immortal." Song Jian stroked her smooth forehead, and said respectfully.

Jiang Qiongxing was taken aback for a moment, and then realized his attitude had changed. He was a little disappointed, put away the book and said in a low voice, "Don't call me that, I'm just getting started, and I don't know a few spells at all."

"Even if you are just a beginner, you are still a cultivator, and this healing technique alone is beyond the reach of ordinary people." Song Jian smiled, "Actually, even if we didn't help you just now, you will be safe and sound, right?"

"No, no, I really didn't find out when these two people came out," Jiang Qiongxing waved his hands, and said sincerely, "It's a good thing you are here."

After learning that Jiang Qiongxing was an immortal cultivator, Song Jian didn't mention anything about going together. After simply resting on the spot, a group of young people got on their horses again and prepared to continue on their way.

Jiang Qiongxing lingered and continued to meditate under the shade of the tree. When the dust from the horse's hooves disappeared, she jumped up and shouted to the empty roadside: "Uncle Shi? Is that you?"

There was silence all around.

Jiang Qiongxing sighed in disappointment.

She originally thought that all the strange things that the two cultivators had just encountered were Shi Yueren's secret tricks.

This is also why she dared to be so arrogant to those two people.

It's a pity that Shi Yueren didn't know if she was really not there, or if she refused to show up, no matter how much she shouted, nothing happened.

Seeing that he had been here for a long time, and it would be dark if he didn't leave, Jiang Qiongxing took out the flying magic weapon and continued to fly in the direction of Ningcheng.

(End of this chapter)