"Ahem...the monk just suddenly...suddenly...that's fine, if you don't want to save him, don't save him..."
Monk Tianxin stopped talking and stopped talking.
There was a long silence.
"I want to know the reason." Zhao Yuan suddenly asked.
"Actually, there is no reason. When the monk first became a monk, he was an ascetic. He once practiced in the desert. He encountered a sandstorm and was besieged by wolves...after that...after that, he was rescued by a blond woman with blue eyes...
"
"Then you fell in love with the world?"
"No...it's just that the monk is a little more worried..." Monk Tianxin looked embarrassed.
"You have been encouraging me to kill her, but you are actually afraid that I will actually kill her, right?" Zhao Yuan said with a smile.
"This... maybe... the monk is finished, finished. The monk has been practicing all his life and devoted himself to the Buddha. But when he saw a similar woman, the Buddha's heart was completely destroyed... Amitabha... Amitabha..."
"Monk, please stop nagging. In one sentence, save me or not?"
"Save!" Monk Tianxin replied decisively without even thinking about it.
"Monk, you still have a trace of conscience. Seeing that your conscience is still intact, Brother Yuan will give you face once. However, you must remember that you owe me a favor."
"Hey, it's okay, it's okay. I'm not burdened by debts, and I'm not itchy by lice."
"...You are cruel!"
"Be careful, there are experts in this desert... But don't worry too much. Currently, you are in the mortal plane, and it is not easy to meet those experts."
"The mortal plane?"
"Yes, in the world of cultivation, there are many planes. For example, after entering the first level, a mortal has reached the plane of a cultivator, and a cultivator has reached the fifth level, and after experiencing the heavenly tribulation, he has reached the immortal level.
If you become a monk, you will be in the Sanxian plane..."
"What other planes are there after reaching Immortal?"
"The monk has never been there. He just heard from hearsay that there are some true immortals, superior immortals, ancient gods and Buddhas, fairies and evil spirits. No one knows the details. Even if he knows, he can't get in touch with them."
"In other words, becoming an immortal is just entering another realm, not really invincible?"
"Hazy... Who told you that if you become an immortal, you will be invincible? There are thousands of gods in the world, each with its own power. Otherwise, there would not have been countless casualties in that war between gods and demons."
"I don't care whether he becomes an immortal or not. As long as I can kill Hua Toutuo, I will be satisfied."
"Young man, work hard!"
"effort!"
Zhao Yuan clenched his fist fiercely, his body accelerated suddenly, and disappeared into the darkness like a wisp of smoke. There was no trace on the endless yellow sand.
The lake is calm, the horses are chewing their cud, and everything is peaceful.
In front of a certain huge tent, there were several guards with swords patrolling back and forth.
When she saw those familiar faces, Lan Xin, who was lurking in the darkness, breathed a long sigh of relief.
However, Lan Xin did not dare to take it lightly. She had practiced the art of shooting arrows since she was a child, and had an instinctive perception of danger. The peacefulness on the surface did not make her lose her vigilance. She felt something unusual and strange.
Suddenly, Lan Xin felt a warning sign in her heart.
Before Lan Xin could react, a strong arm hugged her delicate body, and a big hand covered her mouth.
"Woo..." Lan Xin struggled.
"It's me."
Lanxin stopped struggling because she heard Zhao Yuan's voice. Seeing that Lanxin didn't struggle, Zhao Yuan let go of his hand.
"Why did you come back?" Lan Xin lowered her voice with an angry look on her face, but inside, she felt indescribable peace of mind...
"I'm afraid you'll die." Zhao Yuan said calmly.
"This is my home."
"This is no longer your home."
"How can you see it?" Lan Xin snorted coldly.
Zhao Yuan did not answer Lan Xin's words, but looked solemn. He pulled Lan Xin back slowly until he retreated to a small sand dune. Only then did Zhao Yuan let out a long sigh of relief.
"Did you find anything?" Lan Xin looked at Zhao Yuan's serious expression.
"There are experts watching." Zhao Yuan said every word.
"Did you find us?" Lan Xin's heart beat wildly.
"No, I found you."
"Hmph." Lan Xin also felt something was wrong, but she snorted coldly from her nostrils and did not argue.
"Okay, tell me, where is your tribe's library camp?"
"what would you like?"
"It takes a lot of fletching."
"Arrow feathers?"
"Yes, there are masters lurking here. Depending on the situation, the other party may be very afraid of your archery skills. They don't dare to act rashly even if you don't enter the encirclement."
"Of course, my archery skills rank sixth among the Cinu tribe." Lan Xin looked proud and proud.
"I guarantee that as soon as you enter that camp, the sixth-ranked master will be killed by an overwhelming barrage of arrows. Moreover, there are several cavalry ambushed in the surrounding sand dunes." Zhao Yuan said calmly.
"You all know..." Lan Xin looked at Zhao Yuan in disbelief.
"Hurry up and tell me Kuying."
"Looking from this direction, there is a row of gray tents about a hundred feet to the left of the largest tent, near the lake... The place is heavily guarded, and it is impossible for you to sneak in." Lan Xin shook her head.
Shake his head.
"Who said I want to be sneaky?" Zhao Yuan chuckled and said, "Give me your long bow."
"My longbow is for you!" Lan Xin looked surprised and stared at Zhao Yuan, as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Miss, your arm is injured now, which is like having the tiger's fangs pulled out. The longbow is just for decoration, so you might as well give it to me."
"Why are you helping me?" Lan Xin thought for a long time, felt that what Zhao Yuan said made sense, handed the long bow to Zhao Yuan, and asked.
"You want to know?" Zhao Yuan showed a naughty smile recently.
"Yes." Lan Xin nodded.
"Because you have beautiful legs."
"..." Lan Xin's face showed a hint of blush.
"But, it's just a little hairier..."
Before Zhao Yuan finished speaking, he had already disappeared into the darkness.
"...Zhao...Zhao Yuan...I'm going to kill you..." Lan Xin was so angry that she was shaking all over. She clenched her teeth so hard that her gums almost bled, and her face was extremely red.
Zhao Yuan did not rush directly to the tent by the lake, but made a large circle.
At this time, Zhao Yuan was in an extremely happy mood.
These days, Zhao Yuan can be said to have been despised by Lan Xin, and now he is finally proud. In Zhao Yuan's eyes, Lan Xin's status is no different from that of disciples of famous sects, so such humiliation will naturally not happen.
No psychological burden at all.
Running at lightning speed all the way, Zhao Yuan's heart was full of fighting spirit.
Recently, Zhao Yuan's happy events have come one after another. First, two spiritual energy suddenly burst out of his body. Although it cannot be used yet, it is certain that this is a good sign. Later, Zhao Yuan received a dragon gift from a giant dragon.
scales and the "Dragon Armor Curse", which brought Zhao Yuan into contact with the first cultivation secret book besides "Ten Thousand Enemies". Strictly speaking, the "Dragon Armor Curse" is not a complete cultivation secret book, it is just a
It is just a secret manual for refining weapons, but it is of great significance to Zhao Yuan. It gives him a new understanding of cultivation. Combined with "Ten Thousand Enemies" and drawing inferences from one example, Zhao Yuan also has a new understanding of the cultivation and driving of spiritual energy.
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