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After searching for a day, Jun Molin only found some barely usable herbs, plus the medicine in the Sumeru Cauldron. After finishing it, Jun Molin lifted Ling Ziqing up and fed him to drink, thinking Ling Ziqing was weak now, Jun Molin took out some quilts that could keep out the cold from the Sumeru Cauldron, covered Ling Ziqing tightly, and then bent down and sat at the foot of the stone bed to rest.

"Master..." Zhui Feng moved closer to him, with his transparent wolf head drooping, rubbing against Jun Molin.

Jun Molin raised his hand to touch his big head, and smiled faintly: "I'll rest for a while, don't run around"

Zhuifeng said: "I'll just stay here, don't leave"

Jun Molin didn't speak any more, just raised his head and leaned against the stone bed behind him, closing his eyes.

Up to now, Jun Molin's inner breath is actually still very chaotic, and even his veins are a little out of order. I don't know if this is due to the cultivation of Lingyuan. Find herbal medicine for him, and now that he has rested, he feels uncomfortable with internal turmoil.

Closing his eyes, Jun Molin only felt that he didn't seem to be able to rest for a long time, and his face turned slightly pale due to the chaotic inner breath in his body. When he opened his eyes, Jun Molin's chest twitched for a while, and then a mouthful of blood suddenly vomited It came out and smudged around his feet.Jun Molin frowned, and just as he raised his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, outside the cave suddenly heard the sharp and hostile wolf howling of Zhuifeng.

Jun Molin's heart trembled, and he stood up abruptly. Just as he ran out, he saw Zhuifeng lying on the ground in front of the cave entrance, with blood oozing from many places on his body, and his limbs were tied up by the bundle of fairy ropes. Then stood a young man, who seemed to be casting a spell to control the binding rope.Jun Molin was startled. Seeing that Zhuifeng was about to be unable to hold on, he waved his hand violently, and the domineering air flow shot out like a sword, forcing the young man in front of him to be shocked. He took half a step away, surprised Looking at Jun Molin.

Jun Molin ignored him, and hurried towards Zhuifeng, looking at the strangled scars on Zhuifeng's body, Jun Molin's entire face became extremely gloomy: "Untie your immortal rope!" He said, with a low voice, revealing obvious displeasure.

"No, this is a monster! It's not an ordinary little monster!" The young man's brows were tightly frowned, his face was solemn, thinking of Jun Molin's swipe of his hand before he turned into a form and used the air blade, the young man was cautious. , staring at Jun Molin carefully: "Who are you? What is your relationship with this monster?"

"Owner relationship" Jun Molin replied proudly, not feeling that there was any problem with these words at all.

"Relationship with the owner?" The young man was obviously surprised, "You can raise this kind of monster. Now it is less than a hundred years old and has not yet matured. Even the lord can't control it, today I will put it in my pocket, so as not to cause harm to the people." After the words fell, the young man began to move, as if he wanted to set up a formation and catch up with the wind.

"If you want to put Zhuifeng in the bag, then you can take it with me!" Jun Molin didn't back down, and stood in front of Zhuifeng one step ahead, the skirts of his body were blown up and down by the wind, Slightly narrowing his eyes, his eyes were frosty: "Although Zhuifeng is a monster, he has always been restrained by me, and has never hurt anyone! You can't kill it just because it is a monster. What you do is against abuse. Killing innocent people makes no difference!"

The middle-aged man frowned with displeasure: "You are young and vigorous, how do you know the danger of monsters? You dare to keep them by your side if you don't have enough cultivation. In the future, if this monster becomes an adult, if it harms the common people, it will be punished by such crimes." Can you afford it?"

Seeing that the young man has set up the formation and is about to stop Zhuifeng, Jun Molin reached out and grabbed Zhuifeng's tail, a faint blue light seemed to flash in his dark eyes: "The future is so far away, who can see it?" ? Why do you judge other people's life and death for an unwarranted crime?!" As he spoke, Jun Molin pulled the chasing wind away and threw it backwards. At the same time, he flew towards the young man and grabbed the young man The sword hilt in his hand locked his formation: "As a cultivator, you have violated the precept of lying! Zhui Fengchang and the human world have never hurt anyone under my discipline since childhood, and you Now you want to put it in the bag of heaven and earth, this is the precept of indiscriminate killing! You have violated two of the four most taboo precepts of immortal cultivators, why do you have to determine the character of life and death of others!!!"

"You!" Jun Molin's voice became more and more aggressive as he spoke to the end. He didn't look like a young man who was only fourteen or fifteen years old. The young man was so excited by him, and Jun Molin suddenly Using force, he snatched the long sword from the young man's hand abruptly, and pulled it back, the sword blossomed, and there was a loud bang, the moment the young man had just set up the formation, the young man wanted to dodge and dodge, There was a clanging sound in his ear, and the tip of the long sword in Jun Molin's hand was already close to his eyebrows, and could penetrate his head by just a hair.

A senior monk with a bone age of fifteen!

The sudden realization in his mind made the young man extremely horrified, his eyes inadvertently took on the color of looking at a monster, but in the blink of an eye, the coercion that only belonged to high-ranking monks disappeared in an instant. As if it never existed at all, only the motionless sword tip between the eyebrows reminded him that he was completely suppressed by this young man with only fifteen bones just now!

It's unbelievable!

Kill the man or keep him alive?

Jun Molin squinted his eyes slightly, but he was thinking about the possible consequences of doing so. Then, with a twist of his wrist, Jun Molin threw the sword in his hand. The young man was startled, thinking that he would die, In the end, Jun Molin just slammed the young man's neck with the hilt of his sword. After the man passed out, he flicked his wrist and thrust the sword into the young man's side, making a buzzing sound.

When the danger was lifted, Jun Molin let out a long breath. As soon as he relaxed, he felt his chest throbbing again. It seemed that the disordered breath in his body started to make trouble again. After enduring it for a while, Jun Molin forcibly suppressed the discomfort in his chest , just walked to Zhuifeng's side, saw the bloodstains on his body were abnormally glaring, and immediately frowned: "I have no way to untie this bundle of immortal cables for you now, so I can only take you back into the Sumeru Cauldron first. Stay in there and rest for a while, I will find a way to save you."

"Master..." Zhuifeng seemed to be too injured, not to mention struggling, even to speak weakly, and his immature voice was soft and weak, which made people feel distressed.

Jun Molin patted Zhuifeng's head, took him back into the Sumeru Cauldron, and strode into the cave.

On the stone bed in the cave, although Ling Ziqing's face returned to normal, he was still asleep. Jun Molin stared at him for a while, sighed, and put everything back into the Sumeru Cauldron , and hurriedly left here with Ling Ziqing.

When dealing with the young man before, Jun Molin's outburst was completely out of desperation, and even he himself did not expect it. If the young man wakes up and attacks again at this time, Jun Molin, whose inner chaos has become so empty Mo Lin is bound to lose.

With the unconscious Ling Ziqing, Jun Molin hurried down the mountain before dark, found a village called Hongye Village, and arranged Ling Ziqing in a farmer's house.

The farmhouse has a simple and simple style. Seeing Jun Molin, a handsome young man, brought his unconscious elder brother to stay for the night, they kindly took him in. Knowing that the two brothers met bandits on the way home, they even went straight for him. The two sighed, the farmer's master Geng was not a good person, and he patted Jun Molin's shoulder to comfort him: "You brothers can stay here for a while, and it will not be too late to go home when brother Ling wakes up, but the family members are worried about it." , can I, Old Geng, ask someone to bring the letter back for you?"

"Thank you Uncle Geng for your kindness." Jun Molin bowed to him and smiled: "But regarding this matter, I think it's okay. Now that my brother doesn't know about his personnel, it's better to wait for him to wake up and then I will take him back to kneel down to worship his parents and plead guilty. Telling them about this just makes them worry.”

Uncle Geng sighed for a long time: "It is said that something happened to the child outside, how can parents not be in a hurry?" Then, Uncle Geng shook his hands: "Forget it, then you brothers should rest well first, we Hongye Although the village is not big, there is still a doctor in the village, just tell me if you have anything to do, and I will go find him directly for you."

"Thank you Uncle Geng"

Jun Molin bows.

Uncle Geng shook his hands and smiled, explained a few words, then turned and left, leaving this simple hut to their "brothers".

After confirming that Uncle Geng was gone, Jun Molin hurried back to the bed to check Ling Ziqing's condition. Ling Ziqing was still in a coma, and sometimes it's not good when the pulse condition is disordered. Unfortunately, Jun Molin had no choice for the time being, he only thought about the chasing wind inside the Sumeru Cauldron, and hurriedly rushed in again.

Inside the Sumeru Cauldron, Zhuifeng was still tied with the bundle of fairy ropes. This thing seemed to be consuming Zhuifeng's monster power. Even when Jun Molin came in, Zhuifeng didn't notice it, just lying on the ground as if fainted , Jun Molin tried several times, but there was no way to untie this bundle of fairy ropes. Looking at Zhuifeng like this, Jun Molin suddenly remembered that the reason why he made the owner contract with Zhuifeng back then was also because Zhuifeng was at that time. After licking my own blood, I don't know if this Xiansuo can...

Thinking of this, Jun Molin simply bit his finger and dripped the blood from his fingertips. One drop, two drops, three drops did not respond to the bundle of immortal cables at all. Just when Jun Molin frowned and wanted to give up, the entire bundle of immortal cables Suddenly a white light flashed, and he just let go.

Zhuifeng lost the tight shackles, he whimpered, but did not wake up, it seemed that he was seriously injured, Jun Molin hurriedly found another medicine pill to feed to Zhuifeng, and found a plaster for him Wipe off.

Because Zhuifeng has always been in a transparent invisible form, the blood on his body has become more and more dazzling. This time, the heavy injury made his huge wolf shape looming, and Jun Qingming rarely saw him. out of the original form.

White, a snow wolf that has always been completely white.

It's kind of beautiful.

Touching Zhuifeng's head, Jun Molin sighed softly: "You can recuperate well here."