After reading the joke, the alchemists around him dispersed one after another, and even Huo Manzi left with his disciples. Obviously, he felt that Zixi and his party could not continue to search.

They left without even leaving Zixi a pill. After a great battle, they destroyed the Orochi Gate and the Blood-Tuning Sect in Qianxun City. Now the pills for healing are in short supply, and no one is willing to give the pills easily. At this time, Zixi's only two disciples are left by Zixi.

At this time, Fang Dang had completely taken over Zixi's body and used Zixi's memory to control Zixi's body. Seeing that Zixi was burning and injured, he cursed with a mouthful and said, "You two bastards, why don't you take out the pills! Do you want to hurt me to death?"

Although the two elixirs also felt distressed, and the healing medicines in their hands were all useful for the Jindan elixirs. Although they were also effective for the Landan elixirs, the effect would definitely not be too good. If you want to heal your master's injuries, you don't know how much it will cost.

But amid Zixi's vicious voice, they had no choice. Zixi has always acted viciously and could not afford to offend him. Two elixirs quickly took out their pills and sent them to Zixi's mouth.

Zixi swallowed dozens of elixirs one by one, and the two disciples' faces were full of bitterness.

Although the elixir of Jindan Danshi's elixir was average, it could always help Zixi repair her body. In addition, Fang Dang secretly used some elixir power to pass, and soon Zixi returned to the fat man's fat appearance.

Zixi's face was covered with flesh. At this time, he shook. Both disciples could see that the master was in a very unhappy mood now. It was best not to provoke him at this time, so as not to be scolded or beaten by this cruel master again.

At this time, the light and shadow in Zixi's eyes were changing, and Zixi's life was constantly flashing inside.

Fang Dang was watching Zixi's memory.

It is not a simple thing to settle in a person's body. Fang Dang wanted to help Senda fulfill his last wish, but unfortunately he failed to do it in the end. In fact, he couldn't do it either, because Senda's wish was to drive away the monsters and tell the monsters to never get close to Qianxun City.

Now that Chihiro City is gone, this wish is even more impossible to realize.

Fang Dang obviously couldn't do the wish of this guy named Zixi, because this guy actually wanted to play with a hundred Taoist couples of alchemists. This guy's head was really sick.

Fang Dang can do such a wish, but he will not do it!

Zixi did not go back to the Blood Gate's residence directly, but flew out all the way.

The two disciples behind him followed him hesitantly. They looked at me and I looked at you, and they all wanted to speak but stopped.

Fang Dang was too lazy to pay attention to the two guys behind him, and flew out of the range of the blood-Tuning Sect to investigate at this time. Finally, a disciple behind him couldn't help but say, "Master, where are we going?"

Zixi looked back at the disciple. The disciple was shocked, and the hairs on his back stood up. Zixi's eyes contained indescribable viciousness.

He didn't understand why the master looked at him with such a look.

He knew that he had said a lot not long ago that he had never tasted the taste of the Golden Dan Dan. Fang Dang in Zixi's fat body was obviously thinking about asking this guy to taste the taste of the Blue Dan Dan Dan Dan.

However, Zixi glanced at this guy and turned his head, kept flying forward with his head down.

After flying for nearly a hundred miles again, Fang Dang knew that the search range of Chuanxue Gate and Dashe Gate had completely left the blood vessels. In other words, it was already safe here.

Zixi's fat body slowly stopped, and the two disciples behind him couldn't help but stop, looking carefully at the unhappy master in front of him.

Zixi turned his head and said, "You two have been following me for almost six years."

The two disciples nodded repeatedly, and Zixi continued, "I once told you that I would teach you my blood-piercing tips."

The disciples of the Blood-Puncture Sect will have the magical power of the Blood-Puncture Sect, but each disciple's Blood-Puncture Sect is different. For example, the Fire Manzi's Blood-Puncture Sect contains the power of flame, while Zixi's Blood-Puncture Sect is relatively pure and does not contain any external force. Such blood-Puncture Sect is not as good as those Blood-Puncture Sect containing other powers at first. However, if you practice to the extreme, you can add whatever attribute you want, which is far more powerful than the Blood-Puncture Sect with a single attribute.

Zixi's blood-piercing piercing is the object of envy of many alchemists in the sect.

The two disciples nodded together, their eyes becoming hot.

Zixi said lightly: "My martial arts can only be taught to one of you, but this matter is a bit difficult for me to be a master. Yun Moo, Zhengya, whoever you two has a better cultivation level, I will teach it to whom."

Zixi's voice was light, but it suddenly became heavy when it fell into the ears of the two disciples opposite him.

Both disciples' breathing began to become heavier.

Then the two looked at each other secretly. Unfortunately, their eyes just collided.

Yun Moo was the guy who once said he wanted to taste the taste of the Golden Dan Danshi. This guy said with a sarcastic smile: "Junior brother, between us, it is obvious that my cultivation level is higher."

Zhengya's eyes flashed slightly, and then he smiled and said, "Senior Brother, the level of cultivation does not depend on age. I admit that your age is indeed older than me, but if you want to talk about cultivation, haha, maybe it's still Junior Brother, I am a little smarter."

Birds of a feather flock together. Of course, Zixi's disciples will not be much better. The more vicious a person is, the narrower he is and will definitely not want to suffer losses. Zixi's two disciples are like this. Even if they are not, they will gradually become like this after being with Zixi for a long time.

Yun Moo and Zheng Ya are not stupid people. They know that the master is in a bad mood and is not happy now. They may just ask them to compete for happiness, but even if the master is looking for happiness, they dare not give up this opportunity easily.

Zixi was a moody guy, and there was no reason to do things. Perhaps because he was in a bad mood at this time, he really passed on his martial arts.

Since Yun Moo and Zheng Ya did not admit that they were worse than each other, there was nothing nonsense to say, and they just put on their posture and started fighting.

Zixi stood there and looked at the two of them fighting indifferently. Seeing that the two alchemists were fighting hard, Zixi spoke sarcastically: "Are you two scratching?"

The two Dans who were fighting were slightly shocked, and then they began to fight with their own abilities.

The two of them actually left a lot of sense when they fought before, not to mention it, but after all, they are brothers of the same school, and even if they are intrigues, they always have some incest.

But at this moment, Zixi revealed the quilt and the two really started fighting.

At first, the two were still in control, but when one side was injured and fought back, the situation changed. Both sides no longer held back. They fought each other like enemies from another lifetime, and after a moment they were bleeding.

Zixi didn't speak, and the two kept fighting. Just when the two were fighting hard and even forgot about what Zixi asked them to compete, a shadow appeared beside them and easily harvested their lives.

Fang Dang threw two heads into the sea of ​​clouds, collected two golden elixirs of them, and then flew towards the direction of the sun set in the distance. Soon after, Fang Dang disappeared without a trace and the world returned to peace.

...

Half a month later.

Outside the Fire Poison Immortal Palace.

"Senior brother, we two are so unlucky. We were sent to this place to see the cemetery." A Danshi shook his head and said with an upset look on his face.

For people nowadays, the Fire Poison Immortal Palace is a cemetery. I don’t know when the news that Fang Dang is dead came out of the Dragon Palace. Perhaps it was when Dan Palace asked the Dragon Palace for Fang Dang, or perhaps another time. In short, Fang Dang is already dead. Now the Fire Poison Immortal Palace is useless. When the three-year period arrives, it will completely turn into ruins and be included in the main sect.

At this time, I ran here to see this useless place. It was not unlucky.

Another elixir looked quite old, twisting his beard and laughing: "I am different from you younger generations. I am older and my path to practice is destined to stop here, so I like this very much. At least there is no wind or wave here, there is less danger, and Isn't it good to drink tea here safely?" The old man took out a teapot and poured a cup of tea for himself, smelling the fragrance of the tea and laughed.

The alchemists often put some magic weapons and pills in their golden elixirs. It is rare to see someone putting the entire set of tea sets into the golden elixir. This old man really gave up on himself and was ready to live a life of heaven and live his life.

"Mom, if you say this, this place is more like a cemetery for the elderly and the death to see you off!" The young elixir lamented and covered his face with his hands.

"Oh, Uncle Chen, tell me, is that Fang Dang really dead?"

"Even if you go to the Dragon Palace, you will be squeezed into dried meat by the dragon girls. What's the difference between not dead or dead?" The old man took a sip of tea and said with a smile.

The young elixir glanced at Uncle Chen. He had never seen him in the sect before, but this time he was arranged to guard this damn cemetery with him. However, he didn't care much about this. He had not entered the Shangyou Realm for too long. In addition, Uncle Chen seemed to have no hope of improving his cultivation. He probably wouldn't usually go out of the gate to retire, or guard another cemetery somewhere, which was normal for him to have never seen him.

The young Danshu hugged his head and sighed, "It would be great if that guy wasn't dead. When he came back, I would catch him and send him to the door to report the good news and receive the merits."

"Silly boy, you really don't know how to live or die. If Fang Dang comes back, you still have the life to run to get the merit?" The old man curled his lips and snorted coldly.

The young alchemist immediately became anxious: "Uncle Chen, I am a great Jindan Dan. As soon as I enter the Shangyou Realm, I am a B-level Jindan. Fang Dang has only a mere rice-grain golden elixir. When I touch me, I will kill him in just a few seconds. He still wants to hurt me?"

The old man laughed dryly and said, "You newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. You kid, don't think about it. Fang Dang was chased by my heroic sect, and went back and forth from the Fire Poison Immortal Palace, went to the Yazi Wasteland Realm, went to two dangerous places in the Jihuang Ancient Realm, and was wanted by the Dan Palace, and finally captured by the Dragon Palace. Can this be mixed with a mere rice-grained golden elixir?" The old man holding the teapot seemed to have a good understanding of Fang Dang's trajectory.

The young danshi couldn't help but be stunned and said strangely: "Is that guy a hidden master?"

Uncle Chen took a sip of tea, as if he had tasted the fragrance of tea between his lips and teeth, and then said, "If he is still alive, then he is a hidden guy. If he is dead, then he is nothing. So, you better not look forward to him coming back alive."
Chapter completed!