Rebirth of the soul rekindles the dream of the beauty of the country

When Rulong was catching up with the spiritual practitioner, he circulated the Tai Chi Dan in his body and achieved a balance between Yin and Yang. This balance made him look normal, as if he was a spiritual practitioner, but others could not tell the level of his cultivation.

Rulong said to everyone, "I will set up a few traps here to trap the demon cultivators for a while, and you can all run for your lives.

I can only help so far.”

After saying that, Rulong started to set up the formation, and many formation masters among these spiritual practitioners also joined in setting up the formation.

Rulong was quite pleased. It seemed that his heroic act touched their nerves and made them willing to make sacrifices.

Hong Shanhu was still upset about Rulong hitting her chest with a rock. She thought that Rulong was taking advantage of her, at least a little bit, so she asked Hua Xiangrong: "Xiangrong! Who is the monk who saved us? How come we have never seen him before? He is so powerful, could he be an unknown person?"

Hua Xiangrong smiled proudly and said, "You don't know it! That is Rulong."

"Like a dragon." Hong Shanhu instinctively didn't believe it. It was not like she had ever seen a dragon like that. How could he be like that? No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't connect him with a dragon like that. Besides, there was no way a dragon like that could be so vulgar.

Hua Xiangrong understood when she saw Hong Shanhu's expression.

Hua Xiangrong thought with disdain, it's just a smash, he wouldn't smash most people like that, but you act like you're so bitter and resentful, how can you be better than me?

I'll smash you, so what? I even let him see it.

The flower wants to bloom but doesn't want to care about the red coral, believe it or not.

Rulong and others had set up the formation, but a group of people had not left yet.

Rulong said, "Let's go, what are you waiting for? The sooner you leave, the safer it will be."

The cultivators expressed their hope to travel with Rulong.

Of course, Rulong was able to rescue them almost single-handedly, and only with such a strong man would it be safe.

Rulong said helplessly: "I also want to take everyone with me, but I have something important to do, and my fellow disciples need to pick me up."

Then someone asked, "I wonder which sect you are from, please tell me your name so I can repay you someday."

Ru Neng waved his hand and said, "Forget about the repayment. We are all spiritual practitioners. I saved you from the sea of ​​suffering because I couldn't bear to see your women being defiled and used as furnaces, and your men being used as miners and slaughtered."

Rulong deliberately emphasized their tragic end of falling into the hands of evil cultivators in order to make them more grateful to him.

The natural display of Rulong has a good effect.

One monk said with tears of gratitude: "I hope you can tell me your name."

Even Hua Xiangrong was a little in awe, completely forgetting about Rulong's despicable look outside the cage.

Rulong reluctantly performed a Qingshui Jue on himself, took a rejuvenation pill, and took off the demon cultivator's coat.

Those female cultivators had no time to avoid him, and Rulong did as he pleased.

It's just taking off a coat, which is very normal on Earth, so it doesn't matter whether there are female cultivators around or not.

Rulong put on the Qingshan Sect's red robe, and a handsome, sunny and handsome spiritual practitioner appeared in front of them, which was completely different from before.

The dragon-like figure is infinitely elevated as the visual experience improves.

When Hong Shanhu saw that it was really Rulong, her face turned red.

Ru was quite attracted to Rulong when they were competing in musical instruments in Qingshan Sect. Now he has saved her again, and he is a lone hero, and he may even have some feelings for her.

No, no, no, the more Hong Shanhu thought about it, the more she fell.

Those female cultivators who had been thrown stones by Rulong in the cage all had their own thoughts in their minds, as if Rulong treated them particularly differently.

Even those female cultivators who were stripped naked didn't care about being seen by Rulong. Compared to those stinky men, being seen by Rulong was a blessing in disguise. This was a bit of a broken jar mentality.

Rulong smiled and said, "My fellow Taoists, I am Rulong from Qingshan Sect."

Everyone had heard of Rulong's name a long time ago, but that was the name of a talented man. No one expected Rulong to have such great skills, such amazing courage, and such a chivalrous man.

Hua Xiangrong walked up to Rulong and said, "Rulong, you see there will be a lot of pursuers, including many Yuanying realm soldiers. There are so many of us, and we are a big target. If we disperse, we will be easily captured again.

You save people to the end, send Buddha to the west, and then help everyone else."

Rulong heard Hua Xiangrong say that we should send the Buddha to the west. Isn't this a term used on Earth? Could it be that there is also a Buddha in the West on this Near Immortal Continent, or some such legend?

Rulong thought about it and thought that it might be the culture brought by the monks who ascended to heaven before.

Rulong had no choice but to say: "Let me think about how to get out of this situation.

But we’ll think as we run.”

Rulong had robbed so many storage rings, but he still had a few flying boats, so he used a few flying boats.

Hua Xiangrong also sacrificed her own flying boat, but since the other cultivators were now penniless, she could not count on them anymore.