As a result, it is possible to achieve success.

"Oh, the beginning of a bond!"

Zhao Zhuji's eyes sparkled.

"Then I was beaten to a pulp..."

"Oh...huh?"

Zhao Zhuji blinked, her expression froze: "Ah?"

"That's right."

The Great Elder said with an unhappy look on his face: "I felt it was very unreasonable at the time. I am a herbalist who makes pills, and it's fine if they asked me to fight with a swordsman, but they didn't even allow me to use poison. Isn't this targeting me?"

Zhao Zhuji: “…”

"so……"

The Great Elder snorted and said, "I am too lazy to go to any cultivation world conference. Let them have fun on their own!"

"Isn't it just that he became autistic because of being beaten..."

Hong Butian muttered quietly, "You talk as if you are so great..."

"Oh, I, an old man, am too lazy to bother with a brat like you."

The great elder raised his eyebrows and said, "Since Daoist Fellow Kong Yuqing is still here, it will be easy. We have some friendship..."

"What kind of relationship?"

Hong Butian opened his mouth and said, "You lied on the ground and blackmailed others?"

Great Elder: "..."

A few well-shaped characters appeared on the elder's head: "That..."

"Senior, I understand!"

Zhao Zhuji nodded, put the long sword on Hong Butian's neck, and said helplessly: "Organize your words again?"

"Ahem, the Great Elder has unparalleled magical powers! The Great Elder has boundless magical powers!"

Able to bend and stretch, Hong Bu Tian is a hero in the world!

"Okay, okay, don't look so aggrieved."

The Great Elder looked at Hong Butian and said in an unfathomable manner: "What if I say that I can give you a chance to accept the test of Wuliang Sword Sect, and if you pass, you can join Wuliang Sword Sect?"

"Um?!"

Hong Butian was stunned at first, clenched his fists, then unclenched them, and said nonchalantly, "What are you thinking? They are from Jianmen, and I only know how to use a gun. Aren't you deliberately making things difficult for yourself?"

"Hey, who told you that we all use swords there?"

Zhao Zhuji couldn't help but retort, "Don't be so ignorant, okay? Why is our place so limited?"

After a pause, Zhao Zhuji coughed twice: "At most, you call it a spear, but in our sect it is called a long sword... it's just a change of name..."

Hong Butian: “???”

"Can this still happen?!"

Hong Butian's eyes widened: "This, this is just deceiving yourself!"

"Without further ado!"

Zhao Zhuji looked around furtively for a few times, then lowered his voice and said, "You found a talented cultivator, but he turned out to be unsuitable for using a sword. Would you give that genius to someone else, or turn a blind eye and recruit him into the sect?"

"Ah this..."

"Don't talk about this, the great integration of the cultivation world is like this..."

Zhao Zhuji spread his hands and said, "We are all human, please understand."

Hong Butian: “…”

"it is good!"

Hong Butian's expression changed, and he said firmly: "I'll go!"

"Let me make it clear in advance. If you fail the test and are eliminated, don't blame me."

The Great Elder shook his head and said, "I also promised to take you flying, but the sect has become like this, so I have no choice but to help you find another way out...

Well, if you want to stand together with me, an old man, it’s not impossible…”

"it is good!"

Hong Butian said firmly: "I'll go!"

"Hey, I mean we should advance and retreat together!"

The Great Elder couldn't help but roared, "Don't filter out the words automatically!"

"it is good!"

Hong Bu Tian is determined...

"Shut up!"

"Oh……"

"But there is one more thing..."

The Great Elder frowned and said, "Why don't you go back and tell your family? Besides, what happened with the alien races, and Five Colors City is not far from here..."

"This……"

Hong Butian was stunned for a moment. Before he had time to think about it, his heart suddenly skipped a beat and his brain buzzed. He felt suffocated as if someone was strangling his neck. A terrifying aura enveloped everyone on the field!

"Nascent Soul!"

The elder's eyes widened, his soul trembled, and he cried out in shock: "Go!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 228: Lying down at sunrise and at sunset, lying down between heaven and earth, and feeling content

As the two men stared in horror, the already dim sky suddenly turned completely black, and a heavy feeling of oppression descended upon them, as if the sky had collapsed.

The light was quickly swallowed up and visibility dropped rapidly, as if an ink bottle was overturned in the sky. Blackness spread and a heavy sense of despair oppressed everyone's hearts.

"clang!"

The illuminating spirit stone fell to the ground and hit the stone. The flickering light illuminated the astonished faces of the two people and one soul.

"This this……"

Zhao Zhuji's body was cold, her limbs were stiff, thoughts of surrender kept arising in her mind, and she was almost swallowed by fear.

Hong Butian at the side was even more overwhelmed. He closed his eyes tightly, his back ached, blood oozed from his fists, which were stuck in the mud like sticks, and his face gradually turned red and then purple...

"How can...how can..."

Zhao Zhuji's teeth were chattering, his eyes were bloodshot, his hand holding the sword was shaking constantly, his eyes were full of stubbornness: "I am... a disciple of the Holy Land!"

Zhao Zhuji overcame his body's instincts and twisted his wrist in a paradoxical way, wanting to raise his sword towards the sky to prove his indomitable spirit and defend the dignity of his sect...

"Stop!"

A hurried voice quickly stopped them, and as the voice came, the two of them instantly felt the pressure on their bodies relieved a lot, and they breathed greedily.

Before the darkness completely fell, the great elder who had hidden in the ring reappeared. A serious expression appeared on his face, but his aura increased alarmingly.

"not enough……"

The Great Elder looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Who among you has any spirit stones left? Take them out quickly! Spiritual energy-replenishing pills are also fine!"

“Hah, huh, huh…”

Hong Butian was gasping for breath and unable to speak. He just waved his hands to indicate that he had nothing. The old man knew him inside and out and it was all thanks to him that he was able to refine Qi.

"Huh, huh..."

Zhao Zhuji was also panting and didn't say much, but he took out the high-end storage bag on his body and turned it upside down!

"Crash!"

Under Hong Butian's staring gaze, a small hill made of spirit stones appeared before his eyes. It was the first time since he was born that he discovered that he was a pauper. He was so shocked that he almost forgot to breathe.

However, the Great Elder was obviously a man who had seen the world, and was not surprised at all. Instead, his soul was agitated, and a wind rose out of nowhere. The spirit stones quickly became dim, broken, and finally turned into powder.

As the Great Elder devoured the spiritual energy, the hill dropped madly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally disappeared in front of Hong Butian's distressed gaze.

Although Hong Butian didn't know why he felt sad because it wasn't his... he just felt sad!

"call……"

The elder exhaled a breath of spiritual energy, and the feeling of regaining strength made his entire soul tremble with pleasure. However, without a body, he was just a deflated ball, and could only lock the spiritual energy in his body for a moment, and then it would continue to dissipate, leaving only a little to maintain the stability of his soul...

But in this situation, this is a life-saving skill!

"Don't panic!"

The Great Elder's voice rang in the ears of the two men. Without any delay, the light green spiritual power instantly enveloped the two men, isolating the pressure leaked from the Nascent Soul.

In other words, the target of the passing Nascent Soul was not them, otherwise, even if the Great Elder recovered his full strength, he would probably be in danger of death.

Maybe he could escape himself, but these two young men would definitely die here.

"The Medicine King Sect has become a ruin, why are there still Nascent Soul monsters passing by..."

The Great Elder moved quickly with the two of them, and at the same time looked up at the pitch-black sky inconspicuously - this was no longer an ordinary demonic aura, this kind of situation that covered the sky and the sun must be caused by a great magical power!

It was not clear, nor distinct, but the Great Elder did not dare to look too blatantly, for fear of attracting the other party's attention and directing the blame towards himself.

But who is the other party chasing?

Although he couldn't see the pursuer clearly, the Great Elder could see a figure fleeing in panic in front of him. He frowned and stared carefully.

Who is most likely to be the cultivator who can make a Nascent Soul stage demon beast chase and kill him in human territory?

"..."

Elder Yao murmured in a low voice: "It is very likely that he is an elder of my Yaowang Sect... or even the current Sect Master of Yaowang Sect!"

"!!!"

Although the two people who were caught up by Elder Yao were moving at high speed, they did not feel any discomfort except for being dizzy.

At this time, Zhao Zhuji heard that the person being hunted was most likely a cultivator of the same clan, so he couldn't hold his temper and said, "Senior, what should we do? Should we rush out to save that fellow cultivator, and then work together to find a way to escape or fight?"

"The old man just said it's possible."

Hong Bu Tian retorted leisurely: "What if it's two monsters fighting? Wouldn't it be a death sentence if we rush in?"

"Besides,..."

Hong Butian showed a puzzled expression on his face: "If it was a high-ranking member of the Medicine King Sect, he should have fled to the Five Elements Sect or your sect to seek help. Why did he return to the vicinity of the Medicine King Valley?"

"The books?"

Zhao Zhuji is not a fool. The only valuable thing in Yaowang Valley is already in their hands. If it wasn’t for the books, why would the other party come back?

"If it's for those books, maybe that person is the leader of the Medicine King Sect that Master and the others are looking for!"

Zhao Zhuji couldn't help but said excitedly: "We found each other earlier than Master, we will definitely be praised!"

"Who knows?"

Hong Butian spread his hands: "Maybe the other party is just in a panic..."

"Quiet!"

The Great Elder suddenly spoke in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on the shadow in the sky. The former seemed to want to turn around and fight back, or do something else, but revealed a flaw, and a black shadow suddenly rushed out, blood splattered!

When the other party attacked, the Great Elder's pupils shrank, and he finally saw the faces of the two parties in confrontation clearly.

An extremely huge black dog, exuding the terrifying aura of a Nascent Soul powerhouse, with blood dripping from the corners of its mouth, and it seemed to be chewing something. A human-like sneer appeared on its face, as if it was mocking the presumptuous person who was running away in front of it.

The Great Elder finally saw the person running away in front of him: "This is the clothes of the leader of my Medicine King Sect!"

"Uh, the Sect Master has to wear something different. Isn't this just to attract people's attention..."

Hong Butian sighed. His future was just about to start, but the outcome became uncertain again. His fate was full of twists and turns...

"Then we catch up?!"