Being a villain is also popular in the world of self-cultivation

Shen Chi helped Shen Wuhuo into the room, put him on the bed, glanced at him, turned and walked towards the door, and when he reached the door, he stopped suddenly and returned to the bed again.

Even though his eyes were tightly closed, Shen Wuhuo's face remained cold and serious, as if he refused to leave people thousands of miles away.

Shen Chi looked at it for a moment, but still stretched out his hand to cover Shen Wuhuo's dantian.

Shen Wuhuo didn't seem to have any defenses, and Shen Chi's energy easily entered his body.

After a long while, Shen Chi withdrew his hand and frowned. Shen Wuhuo's current situation was quite bad. Meridian disorder and spiritual power riots were trivial matters. The key was that there was a dark gray area lying on his golden core, which seemed to be Absorbing the energy of the golden elixir, Shen Wuhuo's golden elixir was already very dim at this time. If it was not resolved, within a few months, Shen Wuhuo's cultivation might be ruined.

Judging from its scope, the existence time may not be a day or two.

This also confirmed Shen Chi's conjecture that Shen Wuhuo in Guanglin City was not fully injured after being hit by those two spells. There seemed to be a strange energy in Shen Wuhuo's body, and the combination of the three formed such a force.

However, Shen Chi himself is not proficient in spells, and the energy of this spell is extremely remote, so he didn't see why for a while.

Standing on the spot and thinking for a while, Shen Chi gathered his energy and tapped Shen Wuhuo's dantian a few times, then took out two bottles of pills from the storage bag, poured out one for Shen Wuhuo and fed them to Shen Wuhuo.

After a while, Shen Wuhuo finally looked better, Shen Chi went out, took out a communication jade slip, carved a few lines and sent it out.

Here Qin Meng stood palely outside the door of an attic, as if he would fall to the ground when the wind blew, he cupped his hands at the woman by the door, "Please help me tell Master, Qin Meng begs to see you."

The beautiful woman in a light gauze bowed her legs slightly and said softly, "Yes, Mr. Qin."

"The third elder is waiting for Young Master Qin in the main hall, Young Master Qin, please come in."

There was no one else in the main hall, and the third elder was sitting at the head seat, with a plate of spirit fruits cut into evenly small pieces and a jug beside him. He was holding a wine glass in his hand, with half-closed eyes and a relaxed expression.

Qin Meng bowed and saluted, "Qin Meng has seen Master."

"It's Meng'er." The third elder said slowly, "How is things going?"

"If you go back to the master, the disciple has already done it."

Hearing that the third elder's half-closed eyes flashed a gleam of light, he nodded slightly, "Once today is over, old man Wuwang must be unable to hold back, you think of a way to get elder Wuwang to cross the catastrophe, and the realm will be unstable, and Shouyuan will be defeated." Spread the word as much as possible.”

"Yes, Master."

After finishing speaking, the third elder threw a pill bottle towards Qin Meng, waved his hand and said, "Go and heal your wounds. Two months later will be the day when the Tianmi Secret Realm will be opened. Good performance."

"Yes, the disciple retire."

"Wait." The third elder seemed to be thinking of something again, and rubbed his chin, "You don't need to kill that kid. After the secret realm is closed, you bring him back."

"You mean...friend Wuchi?" Qin Meng hesitated, "But he is a boy."

"Yes, that's the name." The third elder poured the wine in his glass into his throat, and laughed loudly, "It's rare to see such a beauty, even if it's a kid, it doesn't matter."

"Hahaha, old man Wuwang, you also have today..."

As soon as Qin Meng came out of the main hall, he heard a burst of laughter behind him, his eyes darkened, he clenched the medicine bottle in his hand, and walked out at a faster speed.

Elder Mingtang, who was drinking with his old friend, suddenly received a message from Shen Chi, and hurried to the small courtyard of the two, "Little nephew, little nephew!"

The door opened in response, and Shen Chi pointed to the door of Shen Wuhuo's room, "Elder Mingtang, brother is inside."

Seeing Shen Chi's unhurried look, Elder Mingtang calmed down a lot, nodded to Shen Chi, "I'll go and have a look."

After a while, Elder Mingtang went out, frowning tightly.

"Elder Mingtang, how is eldest brother?" Shen Chi asked.

"I can't tell, my true essence can't get into his body at all, but it seems that it won't get better in a short time." Elder Mingtang shook his head, "It's strange, I am the root of fire, and my true essence should be with Wuhuo disciple. The same origin, how could they be rejected? Could it be that Wuhuo disciple subconsciously guarded against everyone approaching?"

Shen Chi thought of how his own energy was unimpeded in Shen Wuhuo's body just now, so he didn't speak.

Elder Mingtang confirmed the answer, and said: "In this way, I'm afraid that disciple Wuyou will not be able to participate in the final round of competition three days later. I will send a message back to the sect first, and ask them to send someone to take him back to the sect. I hope I can make it to the Tianmi Secret Realm two months later."

Elder Mingtang didn't doubt whether someone was plotting against Shen Wuhuo. After all, injuries are inevitable in the arena. Qin Meng also knew that he could be regarded as a leader among the younger generation of cultivators, so he shouldn't do those tricks. Things.

Hearing Elder Mingtang's arrangement, Shen Chi agreed, feeling regretful in his heart, his plan to face off with Shen Wuhuo at the Cultivator Conference fell through.

However, although Shen Chi didn't know much about Shen Wuhuo's injury, according to the current situation, unless the golden core was rebuilt, it would definitely not heal within two months.

"Little nephew, look at Wuhuo disciple, call me if there is any change, you keep these pills, he should wake up after a while. Someone from the sect will come to pick you up this afternoon, and you will go back together at that time Bar."

"it is good."

"I still have some things to deal with, so I'll take my leave first." After speaking, Mingtang hurriedly left again.

[Why are there so many changes in the plot? 】In the original plot, there is no such thing as Shen Wuhuo being injured here.

[Returning to the host, because of your appearance, it is normal for the plot to change slightly. The hero is the protagonist, and he will definitely come back from a desperate situation. Don't worry. 】

Worried about Shen Wuhuo?Shen Chi glanced at the door of Shen Wuhu's room, a strange look appeared on his face, and he didn't answer any more.

"Knock knock."

The gate of the courtyard was knocked again, followed by Elder Wu Wang's voice, "Wuhuo! Uncle is here to congratulate you."

Shen Chi clicked his tongue, sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, and took out a book.

The people outside the door were also very patient, and the same rhythm sounded countless times without stopping.

After finishing a book, the knock on the door finally stopped, Shen Chi raised his head, but saw Shen Wuhuo standing silently in the corridor at some point, startled in his heart, but his face remained calm, He put away the book he had finished reading, and said, "Brother, you're awake. Are you feeling unwell?"

"En." Shen Wuhuo nodded, "It's nothing." Shen Wuhuo walked steadily, without looking like he was seriously injured, and took a few steps forward to sit down in front of Shen Chi.

If it hadn't been verified by himself just now, Shen Chi really couldn't see anything unusual about Shen Wuhuo just from the surface. Seeing him sitting down, he continued: "I just temporarily sealed your golden core, don't use your spirit for now. Otherwise, the injury may worsen. In addition, Elder Mingtang said that someone from the sect will come to pick you up in the afternoon."

"Okay, thank you Xiaochi."

Shen Wuhuo took a sip of the tea on the table, and said, "Wu Wang has been here before."

Shen Chi glanced at the teacup under Shen Wuhuo's hand, and didn't say that it was the one he had just used, "I've been here, but I didn't open the door, I should go now."

"En." Shen Wuhuo nodded, and raised his hand to signal Shen Chi.

Shen Chi understood and set up a sound-proof barrier around the two of them.

"Brother's serious injury today has something to do with him?" Shen Chi suddenly remembered the words Shen Wuhuo said when he burned those storage bags not long ago, and immediately understood.

Shen Wuhuo straightened his back and looked at Shen Chi, "Has Xiaochi ever heard of the spirit of heaven?" After finishing speaking, without waiting for Shen Chi to answer, he said again: "This thing can be called the immortal product among the spiritual treasures, and it can guarantee the cultivation The spiritual power of those who practice will never be exhausted."

Shen Chi naturally knew about the Qi of the Heavenly Spirit, which was in Shen Wuhuo's body, but Shen Wuhuo would tell him such an important thing, which made him feel a bit weird, but he pretended not to know: " Are you saying that you have the spirit of heaven in your body?"

"Well, Elder Wuwang should know about this." Shen Wuhuo said, "However, when we first arrived at Zhifuzong, he probably didn't know me. Someone should have reminded him of this."

After the first round of the competition, when Wuwang found him, Shen Wuhuo realized that the other party had set an introduction on him. Unfortunately, his current cultivation base is only a golden core, which cannot be removed. In addition, the previous injury has not healed. It's because of deliberate plotting that he was hurt so badly.

Shen Wuhuo didn't speak anymore when he said this, but Shen Chi already understood that they had only practiced for a short time, and they had never even gone down the mountain to practice. They were newcomers, and the only one who had conflicts was the Fu Zong Zhengling.

"It's the third elder." Zheng Ling is the grandson of the third elder, and Qin Meng is the disciple of the third elder. If there is no manipulation by the third elder, it is naturally impossible.It's just that his ultimate goal is definitely not as simple as avenging Zheng Ling.

If it was just revenge, it would be to kill them directly during the competition. Why bother to go to such lengths, he must have other purposes. Presumptuous Elder?"

Shen Wuhuo filled the cup with tea, poured another cup for Shen Chi, and said, "Yes."

"Pure spiritual body, heavenly spirit, and blood relationship are the best targets." Shen Wuhuo's voice seemed to carry a tinge of sarcasm, "Elder Wu Wang barely advanced to the early stage of crossing the tribulation, but he is a long-lived man. Those who ascended at the end of the day will only have hundreds of years of Shouyuan to practice with him to the next level. If the promotion fails, the body will die and the path will disappear. I am unwilling. If I guessed correctly, we are leaving today, no matter what, He'll do it."

"And as long as he makes a move, Chengjianzong will definitely not spare him, and it will even affect the entire Fuxiezong." Shen Chi continued.

Shen Wuhu nodded.

A flash of interest flashed in Shen Chi's eyes. In his previous life, he had seen many demon cultivators kill relatives and friends, skin and devour their flesh, but this decent person did it right.

Shen Wuhu looked at the tea in the cup, as if ice was about to form in his eyes.He only said one thing, but didn't say the other thing. He had heard about the third elder a long time ago. , but it is hard to say.

Naturally, Shen Chi couldn't think of the latter possibility. He glanced at Shen Wuhuo who seemed a little depressed, paused, stood up and reached out to pat Shen Wuhuo's shoulder.

At this moment, Shen Chi's disciple Ling suddenly flashed, and a sharp voice came into his mind, "Disciple, open the door."

Shen Chi was stunned, and said: "It's Master, Xu is here to pick you up, I'll open the door."

After Shen Chi turned around, Shen Wuhuo raised his head, suppressed the look in his eyes, stretched out his hand to cover the shoulder that Shen Chi had touched just now, took a cup of tea after a while and drank it down, then got up and followed behind Shen Chi.

The door opened with a creak, and standing outside the door was Ming Li in white clothes. Shen Chi Chaoming gave a disciple salute, "I have seen the master."

"En." Mingli glanced at Shen Chi, and said, "I've grown taller."

When Shen Chi just left the sect a few months ago, he barely reached Mingli's shoulders, but now it's almost reaching his ears, and he has indeed grown a lot taller.

Standing inside the door, Shen Wuhuo also bowed to Ming Li, "I have seen Master Ming Li."

The three of them returned to the courtyard, took a sharp look at Shen Wuhuo, and said to Shen Chi, "Disciple, you can pack up and salute first, and heal Wuhuo's nephew first for the teacher, and leave for the clan in an hour."

"Yes."

Shen Chi's items are always placed in the storage bag and do not need to be cleaned up. Entering the room before and after the two figures, Shen Chi sat down on the stone bench again, and then found that the teacup he had just sipped in front of him was gone. It was empty, but Shen Wuhuo's cup was still full.

After looking at the empty cup, Shen Chifu took another teacup and refilled it with tea.

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Wuhu: I kissed Koike indirectly!Xiaochi also comforted me!So happy~(≧▽≦)/~

Author: Did you do it on purpose?

Wuhuo: Guess.