My master can't be so gentle

Shi Lingguang lay on the bow of the boat and looked at the last quarter moon hanging in the sky as if he could touch it with his hands. He turned around and asked Zuo Yao who was already slightly drunk: "Master, where are we going?"

"Youdu Imperial City." Zuo Yao shook the empty flagon in his hand, and staggered to the side of the ship.

Shi Lingguang looked down at the pointer of the compass in his hand, then at the direction of the bow of the ship, and handed the compass to Zuo Yao helplessly: "Master, we seem to be going the wrong way."

Zuo Yao was stunned for a moment, looked at the compass with wide-eyed eyes, and then looked up at the Big Dipper hanging above his head, but he couldn't see why after looking at it for a long time.

"It's okay, let's go down and find someone to ask the way." Zuo Yao smiled with one hand, and after the treasure ship spun around in the air, it suddenly fell down quickly in a free fall.

"Master!" Shi Lingguang immediately rushed over and hugged Zuo Yao's arm.

Hongdou sat firmly on the mast, and at the same time kindly fished the unsuspecting Yelan back from mid-air, lest it be thrown out of the cabin.

With an earth-shattering sound, the treasure ship finally landed 'safely' in an unsteady manner.

And when a gust of wind blew by, Shi Lingguang was almost buried by the yellow sand in the wind just as he stepped on the soft ground.

Zuo Yao took back the treasure ship, looked left and right at the surrounding environment, frowned slightly, and said to himself in confusion, "Where is this place?"

Shi Lingguang was even more helpless: "Master, this place seems to be a northern desert."

On the endless desolate Gobi, you can occasionally see green cacti and some spiky plants growing taller than people.The dry air seemed to be drained of moisture by someone, and scorching air waves rushed towards our faces.

Youdu Imperial City is south of Tianxuan Sword Gate, and the treasure ship flew north all night, Shi Lingguang reckoned that they probably had already flown into the boundary of Guifang Kingdom.

"Go this way, this direction has a strong smell of blood." Hongdou sniffed, pointed to the southeast, and swallowed again, "It's still very fresh blood."

Ye Lan shivered, and quickly flew from Hongdou's hand to Shi Lingguang's head and squatted down.

It is now a few times bigger than it was half a year ago, and it has beautiful golden-red fluff growing all over its body. Now it is lying on top of Shi Lingguang's head and viewed from a distance, it looks like Shi Lingguang is wearing a very eye-catching golden red hat.

Zuo Yao didn't mind being blown by the scorching hot air in the desert, but Shi Lingguang's face was flushed by the blowing, obviously he couldn't stand the high temperature air.

With a wave of Zuo Yao's right hand, an invisible transparent barrier enveloped him, Shi Lingguang and others. The temperature inside the barrier was cool and pleasant. Shi Lingguang grabbed Zuo Yao's sleeve and followed him step by step. Go southeast behind you.

After climbing over a small sandy slope, several people saw the source of the smell of blood that Hongdou Wendao had.

There is a water source measuring one foot square below the sandy slope. There are many green grasses and green plants growing near the water source. It is one of the few oases in this wasteland.

At this moment, there are two parties confronting each other in a tense atmosphere next to the water source. One of them is wearing a uniform uniform and seems to be a disciple of a certain sect. There was no breath on the ground.

And the person standing on the ground was also covered in blood, his breath was chaotic, and he was on the verge of falling. It seemed that he couldn't last long.

Ye Lan, who was lying on top of Shi Lingguang's head, suddenly trembled for some reason, like a vigilant prey who sensed the danger signal of the hunter approaching, and he also sensed that there was a faint wave in the air belonging to the person he was most afraid of breath exists.

But when he secretly searched the surrounding area with his divine sense and found no danger, Ye Lan breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he was thinking too much.

That guy shouldn't know his whereabouts, and it's impossible for him to set foot in the human world!

"Who are you afraid of?" After feeling Ye Lan's emotions, Shi Lingguang asked him in surprise.

In his memory, this phoenix, so proud that it was about to push its chest up to the sky, seemed to have never been afraid of anyone.

He was really curious, what kind of existence could make this phoenix fearful to the point of running away?

Ye Lan snorted softly and refused to answer the question.

The atmosphere between the two parties confronting each other became more and more tense.

On the side with a lot of people, a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment pointed at the young man opposite with his whisk, and said in a contemptuous tone, "Boy, you are really willing to give up your life and money for that 300-year-old red flame grass." Are you going to give another life away?"

"Even if you kill me, I won't give you the Red Flame Grass!" The young man grasped the broken sword in his hand and replied firmly.

The middle-aged monk holding the whisk sneered: "When you die, let alone the red flame grass, even your storage bracelet is ours. You are seriously injured now, I want to see if you can still fight hard!" How long will it last?"

"Master?" Shi Lingguang tugged Zuo Yao's sleeve slightly.

Zuo Yao lightly pinched his little face, picked him up with one hand, walked down the sandy slope unhurriedly, walked straight across the opposing sides to the water source, took out a handkerchief and soaked it In order to wipe off the yellow sand on his face and hands for Shi Lingguang.

"Who are you? Do you also want to fight for this red flame grass?" The person holding the whisk saw a man who was so handsome that he didn't smell the slightest smoke and fire, and walked past them with a child. He grabbed the whisk in his hand and asked.

"Master." A disciple beside him secretly tugged at his sleeve, motioning him to look at the sandy ground beside him.

The man turned his head impatiently, but saw that Zuo Yao and the others had not left half a footprint on the ground.

After he was stunned for a moment, the way he looked at Zuo Yao subtly changed, and his tone softened a lot, "I am Yide, a disciple of Tianyunzong Lingxiao, Daoist, how dare you ask me?"

Zuo Yao lowered his head and wiped all of Shi Lingguang's fingers before reminding him: "If you feel hot, you can circulate the aura in your body to dissipate the heat and avoid the heat. This is also a method of cultivation, remember?"

But he didn't seem to listen to the words of Taoist Yide at all.

"Well, I remember." Shi Lingguang nodded obediently.

"You young man is so impolite. Didn't you hear my master talking to you?" A fiery disciple beside Taoist Yide looked at Zuo Yao angrily and said, "Which sect do you belong to?"

"Qiu Neighbor, don't be rude." Taoist Yide pretended to reprimand upon seeing this, "Why don't you plead guilty to this fellow Taoist?"

After Zuo Yao took care of Shi Lingguang, he finally lifted his eyelids slightly and gave the people opposite him a look, and then said the first sentence: "Noisy."

"You!" Daoist Yide really couldn't hold back his anger. They Tianyun Sect is considered a little famous sect in the upper world, and they have never met such a shameless monk.

Zuo Yao turned his head and looked at the lonely monk and the corpse behind him again: "Did they kill your master?"

The young monk blushed and shook his head: "That's not true, Master and I passed by here two days ago and found a 300-year-old Chiyan grass, but there was a double-headed dragon next to the spirit grass, and my master and that The beast fought for a day and a night, and finally killed it. However, this group of people has been watching the fire from the other side in secret. After my master and the double-headed dragon were seriously injured, they jumped out, killed the double-headed dragon, and captured it. Not to mention that the inner alchemy wants to occupy our Chiyancao."

"Which sect are you from?" Zuo Yao asked after glancing at him.

The young monk looked sad and said: "My master is a casual cultivator. We have no family or sect, and we travel all over the world to help people fight demons and go to the sea to find some natural treasures for a living."

This is the sad thing about their casual cultivators. The journey of cultivation is already difficult, and it will be even more difficult if you have no money left. , bullying them.

"Is what he said the truth?" Zuo Yao turned to look at the group of monks again.

The monk holding the whisk in his hand sneered: "It seems that this fellow Taoist wants to speak up for injustice?"

Zuo Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, and softly ordered Shi Lingguang: "Lingguang, you go and deal with it."

Shi Lingguang's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds these days, and the opposite is just a group of monks in the Qi refining period, and the most powerful person is only at the early stage of foundation establishment. It is not bad to use this group of people to practice for Shi Lingguang.

"Call a child to lead the battle? Fellow Daoist, you really look down on us too much!" Daoist Yide was filled with anger, even if Zuo Yao's strength was higher than them, he was impatient now.

The most important thing is that their master's gate is nearby, so they are not afraid to fight these people at all. This is also one of the reasons why they dare to rob them openly in broad daylight.

Shi Lingguang took out a high-grade spirit sword that was used more easily recently from the storage ring, and before he opened his posture, a panicked voice came from a distance: "Be merciful, please tell me Be merciful, friend!"

Zuo Yao and Shi Lingguang followed the prestige, and saw a golden core stage monk in a crimson Taoist robe rushing over with a sword.

"Why is the master master here?" The disciples of the Sky Cloud Sect on the opposite side looked bewildered.

I saw the Jindan cultivator approaching in a blink of an eye, but jumped off the flying sword, walked up to Zuo Yao, carefully smiled and said: "I don't know that Elder Zuo is coming, I am far away to welcome you, please forgive me."

Zuo Yao looked at the old Taoist in front of him and asked doubtfully, "Have we met?"

The old Taoist smiled flatteringly: "The elder probably doesn't remember it. A month ago, at the banquet where the elder broke through to the late stage of transformation, Xiaodao was lucky enough to get an invitation card, and he also looked up at the elder's true face from afar."

It turned out to be the case.

Zuo Yao lowered his eyes slightly, it seemed that this opportunity to test his apprentice slipped away in vain.

"You traitors, don't hesitate to plead guilty to Elder Zuo Yao of Tianxuan Sword Sect." Seeing that Zuo Yao didn't seem to be angry, the old Taoist immediately turned around and reprimanded his disciples, "A group of people who don't have eyes, even Elder Zuo Dare to offend."

When the group of disciples heard that the unbelievably handsome young man in front of them was the number one sword immortal whose head had been talking about these days and had already stepped into the stage of transforming gods in their twenties, there was no panic in their hearts. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy.

Zuo Yao lightly tapped his toes and floated a foot away, avoiding the kneeling of these disciples and wrote lightly: "They will not offend me, and apologize to whoever they offend."

Yide Taoist priest is also a bit discerning. Seeing that Zuo Yao didn't care about them, he heaved a sigh of relief and immediately turned his head to apologize to the young monk who was still stunned beside him: "I'm sorry, we shouldn't have thought of Chiyancao, I return the inner alchemy of this double-headed flood dragon to you, and I hope that Your Excellency will forgive us if you don’t remember the villain’s mistakes.”

In just a few breaths of effort, the offensive and defensive momentum is very different.

When the young monk who was originally on the weak side suddenly saw that his opponents, who were not yet invincible, were all kneeling on the ground like frightened quails, and when he confessed and apologized to himself in fear, the determination in his eyes softened a little, and he was a little helpless. Turning to look at Zuo Yao and the others.

"Tsk, another guy who is too soft-hearted, no wonder he was bullied to such an extent." Ye Lan commented disdainfully.

"Fellow Taoist, here are a few bottles of Peiyuan Pill and Guling Pill that you can use, which can be regarded as an apology for my group of ineffective disciples." The old Taoist saw that the young monk seemed to be a talkative person. The person quickly waved his hand and took out a lot of bottles and stuffed them into the opponent's arms.

"Ah, this..." The young Taoist priest stood there awkwardly, and once again turned his eyes to Zuo Yao for help, "This senior..."

Zuo Yao frowned, he didn't like this kind of soft-tempered monk.

Xiujie is also a jungle where the weak prey on the strong. If the heart is weak, it will only be eaten by people until there are no bones left.

I don't know what the monk's master thought, and he would bring him into the world of cultivation.

"All right, all right, I don't blame you guys." Seeing that Zuo Yao remained silent, the young monk could only whisper, "Get up, stop kneeling."

The group of monks still didn't dare to move, they just secretly looked at Zuo Yao's face.

Zuo Yao squinted at the group of people, and finally nodded dispensably.

"Thank you, Your Excellency Sword Immortal, for your magnanimity." The old Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, with a flattering smile on his face, "Our sect is not far away, I wonder if Elder Zuo will show his face."

Zuo Yao glanced at him: "No need."

The smile on the old Taoist's face remained unchanged, and he said a lot of good things to the young casual cultivator, and then he said goodbye to Zuo Yao, and led his group of disciples to leave in a hurry with the joy of remaining alive after the catastrophe.

Seeing Zuo Yao and the others also turn around and leave, the young casual cultivator hurriedly put his master's body in place, and then hurriedly followed the breath of the few to catch up.

What surprised him was that those people who thought they should have walked a long way were still looking back and forth on the hillside not far away.

"Senior, senior just offered to help, but junior has nothing to repay, and only this 300-year-old Chiyancao can be obtained. I hope senior can accept it." The young monk shyly escaped a plant from the storage bracelet. Handed the crystal clear and fiery red jelly grass to Zuo Yao.

Zuo Yao said lightly: "No need, you can put it away yourself."

"Senior, please be sure to accept it. Otherwise, if you can't repay Your Excellency's righteous words, the junior's cultivation mood will also be affected." The young monk looked at Zuo Yao seriously and said.

Zuo Yao paused for a moment, then suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

The young monk secretly looked at Zuo Yao's face and replied in a low voice: "Junior Yuan Xuan."

"Alright, Yuan Xuan, we are going to Youdu Imperial City, how do we get there?" Zuo Yao asked.

Yuan Xuan was taken aback, looked up at the scorching sun above his head, and answered after a while: "Uh, this is the Jiuli Desert in Guifang Kingdom. If you want to go to Youdu Imperial City, you need to travel more than 2000 miles in this direction. inside."

More than 2000 miles?

Zuo Yao frowned.

Shi Lingguang was even more apprehensive, if there is no one who understands the way, maybe where the master will take him again!

"Where are you going next?" Zuo Yao stared at Yuan Xuan and asked.

Yuan Xuan lost his mind for a moment when he heard the words.

He originally traveled aimlessly with his master, but now that his master has died here, he really doesn't know where he should go next.

"Since you haven't made up your mind yet, let's take us to Youdu first, and give you 1000 yuan of middle-grade spirit stones as a reward." Zuo Yao helped him make a decision in an unquestionable tone.

Yuan Xuan was taken aback, and then immediately declined: "1000 yuan of middle-grade spirit stones is really too much, senior, you don't need to pay me spirit stones, I am willing to lead the way for a few of you."

Zuo Yao turned his head and stared at him expressionlessly.

"Uh, okay, thank you." Yuan Xuan changed his words politely under his extremely oppressive eyes.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-1823:11:36~2020-07-2000:12:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 7 bottles of Wangzai;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!