Cultivation of Immortals starts from chopping firewood to lay the foundation

Chapter 183 Chapter 183 Long Yuan (1)

The autumn wind sweeps away the insect corpses like fallen leaves.

A white tiger appeared in the forest.

This tiger, I know it.

We have a tiger here, is it alone? If something happens to fellow daoist, the tiger must not go hungry.

Compared with my own thief cat, I really like the mighty big cat.

The eighth-level star-eyed white tiger is squatting, a group of obedient ones.

There are doors.

When it got closer, the star-eyed white tiger turned around and flew away, the direction deviated from the original route.

Not to chase, the white tiger hovered in the air and waited.

"You are already a mature monster, can you speak up if you have something to say?"

"Roar—" The Emperor Engine.

have to.

Huzi who is pleasing to the eye, let me pamper you.

"I'll just take a look. If you can't save it, don't hate me."

Follow the white tiger to the place, there are leaves under the big tree.

A lush green landscape.

Baihu found a place, dug a hole, and dug Fan Wuxin out.

The man is still angry, but the injury is extremely serious.

"It's hopeless, sorry. If you have nowhere to go, you can follow me."

Zhu Dahua's proposal was obviously useless to Bai Hu, who was five meters tall and fat, miserable and helpless.

If it is not rescued, can it guard Fan Wuxin to starve to death?

I kind of believe it can really do that.

Peeling off the tattered clothes, a large scab of blood was brought up. The monk's recovery was amazing and he didn't need medical treatment. Fan Wuxin was ripped open by sharp claws, and the fresh flesh was beating.

"Suppressing recovery is beyond my ability. System, what do you think?"

[Fan Wuxin: 770 years old, Nascent Soul cultivator, gold 7 water 6 double spiritual roots, excellent character, powerful combat power.good】

A systematic view is quite practical.

[Refining Dahuan Dan can be cured, and the materials are sufficient]

Then, alchemy in situ.

How could it be possible, Zhu Dahua put Fan Wuxin on the back of the white tiger,
"Go, I know there is a place to treat it."

Of course, the sooner this thing of parasitism is solved, the better. It can save people, but don't delay the life of my mother.

No strength, flustered.

Baihu was a good boy, and followed him all the way to the East China Sea.

Seeing such a big tiger, the people in the fishing village fled in all directions, leading two monks to come.

Zhu Dahua saw at a glance that he was a monk at the peak of the ninth floor.

The monk didn't fight, but he was kind. Seeing Zhu Dahua's mere qi training, his eyes turned to Fan Wuxin who was on the white tiger's back.

"Fellow Daoist, what does the monk on the tiger's back have to do with you? Why was he injured?"

He glanced at Baihu when he asked the question.

The strength of the eighth-level star-eyed white tiger is equivalent to that of a monk who builds a foundation.It's no problem for Baihu to cut two with one.

Zhu Dahua was quite surprised. He thought that all monks in the world were in control, but two of them were missed.

The other monk was speechless, staring at the unknown knife on Zhu Dahua's waist, with a greedy light in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter. I think he is seriously injured. I want to find a place to stay and rescue him. Can fellow Taoists help? His cultivation base is quite high, and he will definitely repay you when he wakes up."

The two monks looked at each other, "The villagers are timid, can you make the white tiger go farther to reassure the people?"

Zhu Dahua moved Fan Wuxin down, and the white tiger groaned twice and flew away.

The two monks who watched this move beamed with joy, "Fellow Daoists are kind-hearted, even if I am seriously injured, I am willing to meet you."

"A monk should respect his strength."

One move of the flying sword, beheading an ugly monster to practice Qi, the effort of one thought.

Fan Wuxin had already woken up, and with a wave of his hand, both of them disappeared.At this time, dark clouds and thunder and lightning appeared in the sky.

"Cultivator Nascent Soul, you are really strong. I don't know if you can ascend after being seriously injured. Please let me know."

Zhu Dahua applauded vigorously.

There is an elephant by my side, and I don't even bother to beat small shrimps.

"Will you heal?"

Fan Wuxin asked.

"One big redemption pill, but if you recover from your injury, give me a dragon egg, within three days."

Going down to deliver it by yourself is not as fast as the big brother taking it.

Fan Wuxin didn't say a word, the sunny day disappeared for a moment, the clouds were dense, and the wind and rain were squalling.

Among thunder and lightning, there are dragons.

(End of this chapter)