In the morning, the sun shone through the bustling leaves and sprinkled on Zhao Gui's face, and Zhao Gui slowly opened his eyes.

Looking around, the woods returned to their calmness. The thick blood vines wrapped around the tree trunks without any movement. Everything that happened yesterday was like a dream.

Since there was no threat from the blood vine, Zhao Gui and his group continued to set off. After this period of experience, Zhao Gui's idea changed from the beginning to trying his best to improve his strength in the cultivation world. The repeated battles seemed to ignite the blood of a warrior.

Running all the way, Zhao Gui finally walked out of the woods at noon and came to the location of the Ruoshui River that Xian Jianyi saw yesterday. A group of monks stood on the edge of the river, looking at the other side with their eyes intent, with strong desire in their eyes, and a little sadness on their faces, like wives looking forward to their husbands returning from their travels.

Zhao Gui couldn't help but be curious, could there be any fairy on the other side of the river? But there are also many female monks here. It must be a mysterious immortal weapon that can attract the attention of so many people. I guess it must be not simple.

He squeezed out of the crowd and looked in the direction of the crowd. He saw only the clear sky, and the clouds were surging with the wind, and there was nothing else. Zhao Gui thought it was his own eyes, so he rubbed his eyes, but he saw such a monotonous scenery.

"Hello, this smart lady with fair skin and beautiful skin, what are you looking at? Can you tell me?"

Zhao Gui looked at the round-faced and pretty cute female monk next to him and asked in confusion.

The female monk's face flushed. It was probably because she had been staying in the sect to practice and had not come out to practice. Facing the strange man Zhao Gui, she seemed a little uncomfortable. It took a long time to get used to it and replied to Zhao Gui in a mosquito-sized voice.

"Well, that, that, we are waiting for the giant eagle, a big and big eagle that can take us over to the other side."

After hearing the female monk's reply, Zhao Gui became even more puzzled. It was just a river. You could see clearly what was under the river. Moreover, it was only a few hundred meters away. Just lift the spiritual energy and fly over. Why do you have to wait for an eagle to pick it up?

Seeing Zhao Gui's puzzled look, the female monk probably knew what Zhao Gui wanted to know and said, "This is Ruoshui River, it is very dangerous. We can't get through. Yesterday, a giant eagle came and captured the first brother of the Immortal Sword and others. We have been waiting for the giant eagle to catch us, but after waiting for so long, it still won't come."

Speaking of this, the female monk pouted, a little dissatisfied with the behavior of the giant eagle.

Zhao Gui still didn't understand very well, so he continued to ask again. After answering and asking questions, Zhao Gui also understood what happened yesterday and became familiar with the little girl Mu Xian in front of him.

According to the current knowledge, the giant eagle will only appear in dusk, and at present, Zhao Gui and the others can only walk through the natural danger in front of them under the giant eagle. From the analysis of the giant eagle taking away only two people yesterday, it may not take away too many people today. Originally, he thought the giant eagle only took away the two strongest cultivators in the crowd.

But this conjecture was overturned by Mu Xian because the woman in red taken away yesterday was their team leader. Although Mu Xian highly praised this woman in red, she was only in the middle stage of the Golden Pill. Zhao Gui could vaguely sense that there were still a few people with higher spiritual cultivation than him!!!

In the cultivation world, the spiritual cultivation of ordinary people is the same as that of spiritual power. There are often situations where mental cultivation is lower than spiritual power cultivation, resulting in unstable state. After all, not everyone is as capable of entering and leaving the spiritual world at will like Zhao Gui. Even if they can enter and exit the spiritual world at will, people in the cultivation world cannot absorb the soul power in the spiritual world.

Various reasons led to the emergence of a monster like Zhao Gui, which is simply incomprehensible. In this way, it is almost certain that those cultivators are powerful people in the late stage of the Golden Pill.

But when it comes to this, he is also a little strange. When people from multiple interfaces arrive, people in the late stage of the Jindan stage should have a hundred or eighty of them. But with these, the late stage of the Jindan stage cultivators Zhao Gui has seen are only ten fingers. Are other Jindan realm cultivators not interested in the earth at all?

Just as he was in a daze, a noisy sound interrupted Zhao Gui from his thoughts.

"Hey, little girl, have you met me?"

"I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it. I just didn't pay attention at once. I won't know what to do next time. Please forgive me once."

Mu Xian lowered his head, looking at a loss, as if he had done something serious.

"I'm sorry, what's the use? If you really apologize sincerely, tell me the secret that your sister in red was captured by the giant eagle. If I can go to the other side, I will naturally not do anything to you, but if you are ignorant, I, Uncle Biao, wouldn't mind teaching you a lesson for your sister who has a stern face all day."

A middle-aged uncle with a fat face said as he pussed towards Mu Xian. Mu Xian's thin body was frightened and tears were shaking in tears. Mu Xian's companion next to him wanted to come forward to help, but was blocked by a group of people and could only look at the situation here with anxiety.

Xu Biao's hand was claw-shaped and was about to scratch Mu Xian's face. Some female monks next to him even screamed, closed their eyes, and couldn't bear to see Mu Xian's disfigured appearance.

But suddenly, Xu Biao's face suddenly changed drastically, and he did not advance but retreated. His body fell backwards instantly. A spear brushed across his forehead, and a scar was cut, hitting the ground. Half of the spear penetrated into the ground, leaving only a spear handle shaking.

"Oh, it's a pity. It's only a little bit long to kill you, but there's a scar on your forehead that looks really nice. It's much better than your original pig head, but you don't have to thank me. If you really want to thank me, just send me to the other side."

Zhao Gui teased Xu Biao jokingly, with a smile on his face as if he was facing an old friend he had not seen for many years, but the murderous aura on his body revealed his true thoughts.

Xu Biao wiped the blood off his face, feeling scared. As long as he had slowed down just now, he had turned into a corpse that could not speak. Zhao Gui's sudden move made him tremble and it took him a long time to calm down.

"Boy, you have to do what you can. Some things are not something you can do. Now you kneel down and beg me for mercy. I am happy. Maybe you will let your life go. It is useless to wait for you to beg for mercy. I will twist your head off as a sphere to kick it."

Xu Biao sneered, and his aura spread all over his body, showing his mid-stage Jindan cultivation without missing a single eye. He had been bleeding from the knife for so many years, but he almost died at the hands of a young boy Zhao Gui, which made him lose face. Now the only idea in his mind was to cut Zhao Gui under the knife.

"Fuck you."

Zhao Gui's response to this was only four words. The murderous aura of both sides echoed on the river bank, and the people around him scattered one after another. Mu Xian was pulled aside by Li Daniu and others, looking at Zhao Gui worriedly.

A big battle is about to break out.hf();
Chapter completed!