evil creature

In the world of cultivating immortals, low-level monks can't use high-level monks to obtain magic weapons at all. If they have to use it forcibly, then this low-level monk will only suffer the consequences and die, and this Jun Molin?One level of Qi training requires cultivation?Or is it that the Yunxiao Palace has a level of Qi training, but the monk who holds the five-wheel mirror obtains a magic weapon?It was just a joke, and as far as Liu Shengdan knew, there was only one five-wheel mirror monk in Yunxiao Palace——Jing Xiao!Especially the man who protects the calf!

If this monk at the first level of qi training really might be Jing Xiao's apprentice, then why he can use this sword can be explained clearly, but...now that he killed the monk at the first level of qi training today, according to Jing Xiao's personality would probably... destroy his mountain gate?

It is not estimated that there is such a possibility!

Because this is the first time Jing Xiao has accepted an apprentice in his life!

Thinking of Jing Xiao's behavior, Liu Shengdan frowned, and withdrew his attack: "Since you are the disciples of the old man, I will let you go today." As he said, his eyes glanced at Ming You contemptuously, and then he turned and wanted to leave.

But how has Ming Youde's personality ever suffered from this?Angry in my heart, I shouted loudly and chased after him: "Where are you going!!!"

Liu Sheng turned around alone, flicked the whisk, and the silk thread suddenly attacked: "I have already made up my mind to let you wait, but you are so persistent in chasing me, then you can't blame me."

Counted!

Jun Molin exclaimed in his heart, and wanted to catch up again, but was blocked by a sword shadow. When Jun Molin was about to wave Poxi and then sword energy, he did not expect that the three alchemy monks sent by the sky would actually Captured Pu Feng and others as hostages!But Ming You had already chased Liu Shengdan to nowhere, and there was no trace of him.

If a disciple of the Cangqiong Sect kills everyone in Yunxiao Palace today, even if Jing Xiao pursues it in the future, as long as the Cangqiong Sect pushes these three people out, they will be able to give Yunxiao Palace an explanation, not to mention that there will be another "pursuit" of the Cangqiong Sect. Don't give up "deeply!

With this plan, although the Cangqiong faction may not be able to get any good fruit from Jing Xiaode's hands, it is estimated that this reputation will be defeated by Ming Youde again!

"Despicable!!!" Jun Molin gritted his teeth angrily.

Cang Qiong sent an alchemy cultivator, grabbed Pu Feng and others and sneered at him: "If you want to do something, it's a big deal if you come! Everyone will die together!"

"Don't!" Zhao Zixiao was caught by another person and shouted: "Little Martial Uncle, save me! I don't want to die, and Pu Feng can't die either! We all can't die! Little Martial Uncle, help! "

"Shut up!" He was too loud while grabbing Zhao Zixiao, and he punched Zhao Zixiao, causing Zhaozi Xiao to groan in pain.

Jun Molin's eyes swept over everyone.

Su Qin and the others pursed their lips tightly. Although they did not speak and looked stubborn, their eyes were fixed on Jun Molin. There was still some black powder on Pu Feng's face. I don't know if it affected his eyes. At this moment, his eyes were tightly closed, his brows were twisted into a ball, but his face became paler, probably because the black powder had been poisoned.

Seeing Jun Molin's gloomy expression, the man holding Zhao Zixiao was impatient: "Put down the magic weapon in your hand, or..." His voice became cold, full of murderous intent: "I will kill you one by one Get these nephews!"

Putting down the magic weapon is tantamount to dying.

Pu Feng was in a hurry: "Little uncle, don't listen to him!"

"Shut up!" The man who grabbed Pu Feng grabbed his hair: "He's so loyal even when he's about to die! Why don't we start with you first"

"Wait!" Seeing the other party swinging his sword and intending to attack Pu Feng, Jun Molin yelled loudly, and when everyone saw him, Jun Molin loosened his five fingers, and the palm of his palm suddenly dropped...

"Little Martial Uncle!" Su Qin and the others were shocked, never expecting that Jun Molin would really put down the magic weapon and capture him without a fight.

Although Pu Feng couldn't see it at this time, but he could hear it from Su Qin's voice, he felt anxious at the moment, he didn't care about it, and hit the person behind him with his backhand, but was counterattacked by the opponent's palm, which hit his chest.

"Pu Feng!!!" Zhao Zixiao, Su Qin and the others all changed their expressions.

But Pu Feng ignored it, enduring his injuries and turned around to rush towards Jun Molin's approximate location.

Jun Molin raised his head and saw that Pu Feng's move had caused everyone to struggle, so he hurriedly recited the formula, and when he suddenly flew up with a buzzing sound, Jun Molin stepped forward and caught Pu Feng with one hand , Knocking people in his arms, pointing with one hand and two fingers, combined with the sword formula in his mouth, he instantly transformed into hundreds of sword shadows, attacking those people from the Sky Sect, killing them by surprise , screamed several times, the sword shadow pierced through the body, Su Qin and others struggled comfortably, and just fell to the ground and saw that the disciple of the Sky School who was killed by the soul sword shadow and passed through it instantly turned into ashes, not to mention the corpse There was not even a drop of blood left, it seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

After destroying the enemy, all of Poxi's sword shadows returned to the sheath body, Jun Molin turned his wrist, and put Poxi into the Sumeru Cauldron, but he didn't want him to let go, and Pu Feng was clasped in his arms, but he was facing the ground The fall made Jun Molin startled, he hurriedly chased him down, and caught him, the two of them seemed to merge into one, and when they fell to the ground, their clothes turned over.

"Pu Feng! Pu Feng?!" Leaning in his arms, Pu Feng didn't respond. Jun Molin probed his breath, felt his pulse, and then hurriedly took the pill from the Qiankun bag and took it for Pu Feng. Then he took out a kerchief and carefully wiped his eyes.

"How is Pu Feng? Does it matter?" Zhao Zixiao knelt beside the two almost as soon as he rushed up, with a nervous and worried expression on his face.

Jun Molin glanced at him, and said: "I'm afraid this black powder is poisonous." Frowning his eyebrows and thinking about it, Jun Molin said: "Take him back to the lake just now" and picked him up horizontally. Seeing Su Qin and the others, Mo Lin frowned: "You all follow me closely, don't get separated anymore"

Su Qin nodded, and called the other disciples to follow Jun Mo Linde closely.

Back on the edge of the lake before, Suqin took the others to sit aside to deal with the injuries, Jun Molin put Pu Feng down on the side, let Zhao Zixiao sit on the shore with his arms, and held the handkerchief in his hand Rinse it in water twice, put some medicated oil on it, and then go back to continue wiping the black powder on Pu Feng's face.

I don't know if the elixir given to Pu Feng by Jun Molin had worked. When he was wiping the black powder on his face, Pu Feng frowned, as if he was about to wake up, subconsciously, he was about to raise his hand and rub his eyes, Jun Mo Lin grabbed his wrist: "Don't move!?"

Pu Feng was obviously taken aback.

Jun Molin frowned: "The black powder on your face is poisonous, if you rub it into your eyes, you will be blind."

Upon hearing this, Pu Feng became anxious, and grabbed Jun Molin with his backhand: "Then... can it still be cured!?"

"It can be cured." Jun Molin glanced down and grabbed his hand: "It's just a little troublesome, you can't open your eyes yet, wait until I use the medicine to wet the water stains and rub the medicine powder on you before trying again."

Frightened in his heart, Pu Feng nodded his head, because he couldn't fully see his expression with his eyes closed, but he could still guess the fear in his heart from his furrowed brows.

Zhao Zixiao put his arms around him, tightly grasped Pu Feng's hand with five fingers, talked to him, and comforted him.

Jun Molin also had a serious expression on his face, and frowned slightly, and carefully wiped off the black powder on Pu Feng's face, then twisted the corners of the veil out, wet it with water, and wiped it off gently Every time Pu Feng's eyelids touch, you can see Pu Feng's slender eyelashes trembling, like a butterfly fluttering its wings.

After wiping it off, Jun Molin stopped and asked him: "Pu Feng, try to open your eyes slowly, is there anything unusual?"

"Hmm..." In response, Pu Feng's eyelashes trembled, but they didn't open them, so he shook his head: "No, my eyes will hurt."

When Zhao Zixiao heard this, he became anxious.

Jun Molin sighed, and simply went to look for the herbs that Zhao Zixiao had picked before. After crushing them with stones, he tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes, put the herbs on it, and carefully wrapped it around Pu Feng: "This The herbal medicine was picked by Zhao Zixiao before, it is called Qingyecao, it has the effect of detoxifying and improving eyesight, you apply it first, and I will change the medicine for you at this time tomorrow."

Pu Feng just nodded.

After all, Zhao Zixiao was still not at ease, and looked at Jun Molin worriedly. Jun Molin seemed to know what he wanted to ask, but just shook his head. Seeing this, Zhao Zixiao heaved a sigh of relief.

Su Qin and the rest of his disciples were adjusting their breath, seeing that it was almost done, he couldn't help walking towards Jun Molin.

"Little Martial Uncle" looked respectful, even more respectful than before, "What should we do now?" Said it was to come in for treasure hunting, except for the pile of herbs that were not found outside, what did the group do? Didn't even find out, let alone say, but still made such a mess.

Jun Molin turned his head to look at a group of nephews, frowned, and did not speak.

When I came out this time, Yunxiao Palace sent more than ten disciples, but now, seven or eight people stay here with Jun Molin, Mingyou is a firecracker, completely unreliable, being fired at a glance and then forgetting about the mission , Tianyi and several other disciples disappeared again, and it is unknown whether they are alive or dead...

With a long sigh, even if Jun Molin wanted to hide his clumsiness, he couldn't do it anymore, because the lives of these people were almost in his hands now, at least... until he found Tianyi.

Looking up at the sky, it was already dusk, Jun Molin said: "Everyone rest here for a night, after adjusting, we will go to Tianyi and the others tomorrow."

Su Qin nodded, turned around and gave instructions to other disciples.

Zhao Zixiao was on the side, staring at Jun Molin with a complicated expression.

"What's wrong?" Jun Molin looked back directly.

Zhao Zixiao asked: "Little Martial Uncle, you...what is your cultivation?"

A monk at the first level of Qi training holds a five-wheeled mirror, and the monk's weapons can be used freely, isn't it scary? ! !

Jun Molin chuckled lightly when he heard the words: "Me? My cultivation is not as good as yours, and I only have one level of Qi training."

Zhao Zixiao gave him a straight look.

Believe in you, there will be ghosts!

The author has something to say: Well, good night, dear~