Xiao Lin saw that although the two-winged black snake blocked most of the wooden thorns with its body, two or three of them still managed to bypass the black snake strangely and stab Qi Chang.
Qi Chang's body-protecting spirit shield only blocked the wooden thorns slightly, and it cracked like an eggshell, and the thickest wooden thorn directly pierced his chest.
With a scream, Qi Chang took several steps back with a ferocious face. His chest was bright red, but what surprised Xiao Lin was that Qi Chang was not dead yet. However, even though he was not dead, his vitality was obviously severely injured. His face was pale.
The protective spiritual light on his body also flickered for a few times before dissipating.
He glanced at the young boy with hatred.
"Good boy, I didn't expect that you actually learned the Yuan-destroying forbidden technique. I'll let you go for now. When I recover from your injuries, I will cut you into pieces." After saying a few harsh words, Qi Chang patted his waist.
The body of the two-winged black snake lying half-dead on the ground shrank sharply, and finally turned into a mini snake and ran into Qi Chang's waist and disappeared. At the same time, a yellow light flashed under his feet, and he flew tremblingly out of the valley. In a moment,
Disappeared without a trace.
After Qi Chang left, the young boy's face became paler and paler. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell down. The small wooden shield floating in front of him also collapsed and fell beside him, transforming again.
It is a palm-sized black wooden sign.
Xiao Lin's face was filled with uncertainty. He looked at the black wooden plaque next to the boy, with a hopeful expression on his face. However, he did not move, but stared at the young boy.
Half an hour later, the immature boy was still motionless.
"He must be dead, right?" After muttering to himself, Xiao Lin jumped out of the cave, holding a crossbow, and walked cautiously towards the young boy.
Xiao Lin now has no good impression of these legendary "gods". That Qi Chang is a typical example. He just saw him kill a wind spirit eagle, and he was "killed and silenced" by him.
The man in front of him seemed to have picked some kind of spirit mist grass, and Qi Chang wanted to kill people to seize the grass. This gave him a deeper understanding of the style of these "gods".
The immature boy in front of him was obviously on the weaker side compared to Qi Chang. Although he tried his best to hurt Qi Chang and let him retreat, Xiao Lin could not guarantee whether this boy would become another person if he met a weaker version of himself.
A Qichang.
Xiao Lin originally wanted to shoot a few crossbow arrows at the young boy, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do so. On the one hand, the young boy seemed to be close to death, and he was just doing it in vain. On the other hand, the young boy did not
He didn't offend himself and took action rashly, but psychologically Xiao Lin felt a little uncomfortable.
Soon, Xiao Lin came to the young boy. Seeing the scene in front of him, Xiao Lin couldn't help but gasped. The young boy's arm was cut off at the shoulder level, and blood was still flowing from the cut. His face was even more pale.
With his eyes closed tightly, Xiao Lin found it even more incredible that many wrinkles appeared on the young boy's face, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant.
Taking a look at the small black wooden sign that fell on the ground, Xiao Lin carefully walked over and picked it up. The small wooden sign was only about the size of a palm and was rectangular. There was a small shield pattern in the middle of the front, which was lifelike. There were some beautiful carvings around the shield.
pattern, and the word "ebony" on the back.
Xiao Lin didn't know whether the name of this small wooden shield was Wumu or the name of the young boy who died in front of him was Wumu. He played with it and felt like he couldn't put it down.
"Even if fellow Taoist master gets this ebony spiritual shield, it will be useless if he doesn't know how to use it."
The sudden sound startled Xiao Lin. He turned around suddenly and aimed the crossbow at the young boy on the ground.
Seeing Xiao Lin looking like he was facing a formidable enemy, a smile appeared on the wrinkled face of the young boy: "Fellow Taoist, don't panic, I am already dying, this ebony shield is useless to me.
It’s just that before I die, can I ask my Taoist friend for a favor?”
"Who are you? Where did you learn those methods...?" Xiao Lin stared at the young boy for a while, and after confirming that what he said was true, he breathed a sigh of relief and said.
"Oh? Seeing that fellow Taoist has reached the third level of Qi Refining, but he doesn't know anything about the world of cultivation, could it be that fellow Taoist learned the cultivation technique accidentally?" The young boy showed a look of surprise on his face, and then calmly said
said to Xiao Lin.
"You answer my question first?" Xiao Lin became even more vigilant after hearing this. Although the person in front of him was seriously injured and was about to die, who knew if he still had some means. After all, he was inferior in strength compared to him.
Not even half a star.
Smiling dumbly, but the smile looked a little weird, the young boy said: "Fellow Taoist, don't be nervous. Like fellow Taoist, I am also a casual cultivator, but I was born in [Misty Hidden Fairy City], and my parents were born shortly after I was born.
, both of us died in a battle with others. From then on, I practiced the skills left by my parents alone and became a casual cultivator."
The immature boy sighed, and then said: "I think I have always been cautious in doing things and never offended others easily, just to go further on the road of cultivation. I didn't expect that just for a Spirit Mist Grass in Shuiyun Valley, I would offend someone."
A fatal disaster is coming."
"Who is that Qi Chang?" Xiao Lin asked.
Mentioning Qichang, the young boy immediately gritted his teeth. He snorted angrily and said: "That person is an outer disciple of Qianling Valley. It was also my carelessness that accidentally killed me in Shuiyun Valley in Wuyin Immortal City.
The discovery of a Spirit Mist Grass was leaked out, and to my surprise, Qi Chang heard it and followed me all the way. It's ridiculous that I thought I was always careful, but I ended up like this in the end."
"How can this wooden sign be driven?"
"It seems that Dao Youkong has magic power, but he does not have the matching spells and magic weapons. However, this is not surprising. In Wuyin Immortal City, there are many casual cultivators who are just like Dao You. They only set foot on the road by chance.
After entering the world of cultivation, as long as my fellow Taoist agrees to two conditions, I will tell you the secret to use this ebony spiritual shield, how about it?"
"What two conditions?" Xiao Lin still looked wary.
The immature boy seemed not to notice the vigilance on Xiao Lin's face: "If one day my Taoist friend makes great progress and helps me kill Qi Chang from Qianling Valley, this person forced me to use the Yuan-Destroying Forbidden Technique.
It has consumed more than 90% of my lifespan, and this hatred is irreconcilable."
"I can't guarantee this condition. Even if my cultivation level greatly improves, if Qi Chang is stronger than me, won't I send him to his door to die?" After thinking about it, Xiao Lin said.
"This is natural. My condition is that if fellow Taoists have the ability, we cultivators believe that a gentleman will not stand behind a dangerous wall and will not do things that are thankless for his efforts, even if he is a subordinate."
"In this case, I can promise you." Xiao Lin nodded. Even if the young boy in front of him didn't mention this condition, as long as he had the ability to take revenge, he would never let Qi Chang go and be forced to jump off the cliff.
The matter was still fresh in his memory. After a pause, Xiao Lin continued: "What about the second condition?"
"The second condition is relatively simple. I also ask fellow Taoist to choose a burial place for me in this valley after my death so that I can be buried alive."
"Okay, I promise you."
Hearing this, the young boy with wrinkles on his face squeezed out a smile: "In this case, these two books and the ebony shield are given to fellow Taoists. Each of these two books is the [Mu Yuan Gong] I practiced. They are
One is a basic skill book that can be practiced to the eighth level of Qi refining, and there are several basic spells that match it. The other book is a map of Wuyin Immortal City and some surrounding maps, including some dangerous places.
Detailed records are some common sense necessary for us junior cultivators."
There was a look of surprise on Xiao Lin's face. Let's not talk about the real cultivation method [Mu Yuan Gong]. What he needs most now is the basic common sense about the cultivation world. He finally understands that what he cultivates is [Mu Yuan Gong].
"The Dry Water Sutra" is actually also a cultivation method. As for whether to practice "Mu Yuan Gong" in the future, he has to compare it carefully before making a decision.
"The other piece of ebony spiritual shield is an elementary magic weapon that I bought with all my savings over the years. The driving method is quite simple and can be found in the book of Wood Yuan Gong." The young boy glanced at Xiao Lin's hand.
wooden sign, and said to Xiao Lin with some reluctance in his eyes.
"Oh, by the way, the culprit who caused my death this time should also give this spiritual mist grass to fellow Taoist." After thinking about it, the young boy took out another jade box from his arms.
It is three inches long and oblate in shape. Through the jade box, you can faintly see a small clover shrouded in water mist.
"Is this the Spiritual Mist Grass?" Xiao Lin carefully took the jade box and was slightly startled. He seemed to have seen this kind of grass in Shuiyun Valley, but he didn't care at the time. He didn't expect that it was still a spiritual grass.
"Fellow Taoist, don't underestimate this Spirit Mist Grass. This Spirit Mist Grass is more than ten years old. It is the main medicine for refining elixirs that improve cultivation. This Spirit Mist Grass can at least be used in Wuyin Immortal City.
Sell about twenty yuan of low-grade spiritual stones, otherwise I won’t be killed because of this.”
After sighing, the young boy's voice became weaker and weaker. His face was still colorless, and the wrinkles seemed to be increasing continuously, making him look very scary.
"Fellow Taoist, please do me a favor. After one day, please bury me properly in this Shuiyun Valley. The road to cultivation is extremely bumpy and dangerous. I wish you, Taoist, a long way to go." The immature boy waved his hand to Xiao Lin and closed his eyes.
With his eyes closed, it was obvious that he was not ready to say anything more.
Although there were still many things to ask, Xiao Lin knew that the young boy did not have much time, so he stopped asking more questions, nodded, and returned to the cave.
After returning to the cave, he couldn't wait to open the book that recorded the map near the Kirigakure Immortal City, and studied it carefully.
A whole day passed. Xiao Lin closed the book in his hand, rubbed his eyes, and showed a thoughtful expression on his face.
According to the book, the Mist Fairy City is at least tens of thousands of miles away from here. This distance is too far for him, unless he can practice flying with weapons like Qi Chang and the young boy.
But he had not thought of this before and did not ask the young man the formula for the imperial weapon, which made Xiao Lin a little disappointed.
The day agreed with the immature boy has come. It stands to reason that Xiao Lin should bury the immature boy's body, but he was obviously not prepared to do so. Instead, he picked up the Mu Yuan Gong technique book and turned the pages.