Xunyi's cleverness is no worse than Xiyang. It is impossible to guess that this old man is not an ordinary person. Since he is trapped in the magic circle of the Tianying Sect, he must have a grudge against the Tianying Sect. One side attacks the fairy fox who protects himself, and the other side transforms himself into possession of evil spirits. It is not necessary to say that he should choose there. Although Xunyi looks weak, his decisiveness in doing things is stronger than Xiyang.
His behavior was a little beyond the expectations of Zheng Tianjun. He looked at the child in front of him with a playful look and asked, "Are you afraid of me?"
Xunyi smiled and said, "I just encountered a change and woke up in a trance. Now I know that the old man is my savior. I can't be grateful yet, so why are you still afraid?"
Zheng Tianjun's eyes were even more playful. He pointed to the bones around him and said, "Don't you ask how these people died?"
Xunyi turned his head and looked at it, and involuntarily shrank his body, and said heroically: "Who wants to trap me in the formation, I will not show mercy to him." After pausing for a moment, he still couldn't help asking in a low voice, "You killed these people?"
Zheng Tianjun was amused by his appearance and said, "Yes, and they are not unknown people. That's the famous Wen Yun Daozun who was in the Tianying Sect." He reached out and pointed at a corpse more than ten feet away.
Xunyi glanced at it and pretended to be careless: "You can be famous for a while and your cultivation must be not low. You should be in the Nascent Soul stage." Through Wang Qi's account, he knew that the highest cultivation level among the existing masters of the Tianying Sect had reached the late stage of the Jindan stage. Since this person praised the Taoist Lord, he thought that his cultivation level would be higher.
Zheng Tianjun was slightly surprised and said, "It seems that you don't know much about the Tianying Sect. He is a monk who has transformed into feathers."
"Huayu?" Xun Yi was shocked and quickly turned his head and stared at the corpse. He turned around and stared at Zhengtianjun and stuttered: "Then... then aren't you... yes..." Wang Qi had never told them what Huayu was after. This time he really couldn't even say a word.
Zhengtianjun said self-satisfiedly: "When I was trapped a thousand years ago, I was a sacred cultivator in the late stage of Huayu. This question is just a mid-stage Libutan."
"Oh." Xunyi nodded confusedly.
Zhengtianjun was obviously quite proud of his cultivation and further explained to him: "The early stage of the transformation of feathers is the breath flower, which means that the body is light enough to stand on the flower without using magical powers. The middle stage is the butterfly, which means that the faint wind brought by the butterfly flapping its wings can blow away people of this kind of cultivation. In the later stage, it is called the slim feather. As the name suggests, it means that the body is light enough to be comparable to the thinnest down feather on a bird."
Xunyi blinked his eyes and suddenly blew at the old man without any warning. Seeing that he was not moving, he couldn't help but smile and said, "I knew it wasn't that amazing."
Zheng Tianjun hasn't dealt with mortals for a long time. He was stunned and then laughed, saying, "You little guy is really brave. Don't you believe that I killed those people?"
Xunyi said: "I believe, but those who kill too many people may not be the murderer, and they may not be the murderer indiscriminately. I can see that you are very good to me." At this point, he showed a flattering smile on his face and said righteously: "Speak, what do you want me to do when you save me? Are you chatting with you to help you pick fruits and get water, or do you want to teach me some magic? But just by order."
Zheng Tianjun looked at him and said, "If it were me, I wouldn't have the heart to blow on others. What I thought about was how to leave the magic circle as soon as possible."
Xunyi said without any obscureness: "I dare not go out. Even if the people of Tianying Sect don't kill me, I won't accept me as their disciple. Besides, I don't care if they want to accept me as their disciple now. All the masters of the Yuhuan in their sect have died at your hands. What can I learn from them?"
Zheng Tianjun showed mocking eyes and said, "I really underestimate you. My mind is really fast. So you want to make an idea for me?"
Xunyi grinned and said, "Although I do think so in my heart, what you said is still too ugly. What are you trying to do? If you have nothing to do, you are willing to teach me, so just give me some advice. If you don't want to teach, it doesn't matter. I should serve you with all my heart. You have saved me. But... we are the two of us here, it's better to find something to do, what do you think."
Zheng Tianjun seemed to have not listened to him at all, and looked around and said, "Are there any wild fruits at this time?"
Xunyi blinked and said, "No."
"Then what will you eat in the future?"
Xun Yi smiled and said, "With your magical power, fighting a few wild beasts is just a slight effort. The Senior Brother Wang who led us here is only a cultivation level in the Kairong period, and he can wave his hand when he hits a pheasant."
"Then do you see if there are wild animals here?"
Xunyi stood up and looked around, and his mouth began to feel bitter. He thought that Senior Brother Wang once said that if he reached a certain level of cultivation, he would be free from the world. This old man must have no need to eat or drink. If there was really nothing to eat here, he would be miserable.
Only then did he see clearly that he was in a huge valley. It was obviously not the small valley where the fifth uncle lived. Although there were many trees around, he could not even hear a bird's song. This was obviously not normal. He frowned and looked at the old man.
Zhengtianjun said: "This formation can absorb nearby spiritual energy for your own use. Although it will not affect the growth of trees, flowers and plants, birds and beasts are unwilling to live in such places. If you want to stay and repay your kindness, you may have to live by eating grass roots."
Xunyi sat down dejectedly, thought for a while and suddenly laughed: "You have already reached the stage of the Feather Transformation. You are already a god. Can a god turn stones into gold? I think it is easier to turn stones into steamed buns than to turn gold. Is it a good idea to order a few pieces for me every day."
Zheng Tianjun shook his head and said, "I am still far from becoming an immortal, I can't help you."
"It's really not possible?" Xunyi said pitifully with a bitter face.
Zheng Tianjun didn't answer, and began to look at him again after the next.
Xunyi felt furious in his heart when he was seen, and he grinned, "Are you hungry?"
Zheng Tianjun showed a strange expression on his face and said, "It's rare. When you reach this point, you still have the desire to joke."
Xunyi smiled and said, "I have experienced the fact that I have eaten grass roots. I will never starve to death for a while. When you look at me, you don't look at a dying person. If you starve to death by guarding the immortal Huayu stage, then I will be desperate and there is nothing to complain about."
Zheng Tianjun looked at him calmly and said, "You'd better not have any expectations for me. This magic array specifically restrains the martial arts I practice. When you come in, you should also feel the feeling of life being worse than death. Over the years, my cultivation level is almost the same as that of destroying all of this magic array. The people outside were scared by me, so no one dared to come in again in the past few hundred years, otherwise I wouldn't have lived today."
Xun Yi's face changed slightly, as if he had thought of something, he smiled reluctantly and said, "The highest cultivation level of the Ying Sect today is only the late stage of the Killing Pill. Even if your cultivation level is damaged, it's not a problem to deal with them."
"Oh?" Zhengtianjun raised Meifeng, turned his head and looked at the corpse of Wenyun Daozun, and said with pleasure: "Yun, have you heard it? You disciples are very unworthy. This can be regarded as a retribution for your embarrassment with me. If it weren't for the five sons of Tianying who died and one injured under my hands that day, why would the Tianying sect decline to such a field?"
After saying that, he turned to Xunyi and asked in a teasing tone: "Why do I think you are a little scared?"
Xun Yi said with a bitter look on his face: "It's not just a little bit, I'm very scared. You just leaked all your past memories to me, but I just made up my mind not to let me go. I can still see this. However, I am truly grateful for your life-saving grace and will never do ungrateful things." He smiled bitterly and sighed, "But it takes only a few days to live by relying on grass roots. I don't have to be afraid of anything."
Zheng Tianjun's eyes showed regret, he sighed in his heart, and slowly closed his eyes.
Although Xunyi is not hungry yet, digging grass roots is a troublesome thing. He is now greedy and needs to dig a lot of grass roots if he wants to eat enough, so he picked up a short sword from a corpse and walked to the side and dug it silently.
After a while, he stood up, walked to Zhengtianjun, and said respectfully: "I want to go to the waterfall over there to see if there is anything to eat, and wash these grass roots by the way."
Chapter completed!