I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

Suddenly, a voice came from above.

Zhao Heng's face changed, and he retreated several feet away.

"Who is coming?"

Under the dark night sky, a black shadow fell from a branch.

With the dim moonlight, Zhao Heng saw the other person clearly.

He was a tall and thin middle-aged man in a black robe and a green face.

"It's you!"

Zhao Heng had some impression of this person. Today at the auction, this person and the woman from Yaoyue Sect had also bid for a high-level yellow-grade body movement martial arts.

"Fellow Daoist, why are you following me all the way here when you are not trading items at the auction?" Zhao Heng stared at the other person vigilantly.

The green-faced man laughed dryly and said, "Don't misunderstand me, I just want to make a deal with you."

"Trade?"

The green-faced man said, "To be honest, I am very interested in the Earth Spirit Orb that you exchanged. I wonder if you can give it up?"

"Earth Spirit Orb!"

Zhao Heng's eyes flickered, but he shook his head and said, "I'm afraid you will be disappointed. The Earth Spirit Orb is also very important to me. I don't plan to trade it with others."

"Oh..." The green-faced man looked regretful.

"It's okay if you don't want to trade the Earth Spirit Orb, but I don't know if you can sell the hundred-year-old snow lotus in your hand to me?"

As soon as he said this, Zhao Heng's face suddenly changed.

"What are you talking about? Why don't I understand?"

The green-faced man sneered, "Fellow Daoist, don't be surprised. I just spent a lot of money to get this information from the short Taoist.

I am quite knowledgeable about spiritual medicine. If I am not mistaken, the lotus seed that fellow Daoist traded with him should have just been peeled off the snow lotus.

According to my inference, fellow Daoist should have a complete hundred-year-old snow lotus on him.

It just so happens that I have encountered some bottlenecks in my cultivation and need a hundred-year-old spiritual medicine as medicine. I hope fellow Daoist will not be stingy and give it to me. I will not treat you unfairly."

After listening to the explanation of the green-faced man, Zhao Heng felt depressed.

Although he was careful enough in this auction, he still underestimated the shrewdness of these innate masters.

After a little hesitation, Zhao Heng shook his head decisively, "I'm sorry, I don't know what you are talking about. I don't have a hundred-year-old snow lotus on me. Fellow Daoist, please go back."

Hearing this, the green-faced man's smile suddenly froze on his face.

"Fellow Daoist, you are not accepting my toast... Are you going to drink a penalty?"

Zhao Heng's eyes narrowed and his fists clenched slightly.

"Why, if I don't give it to you, do you want to snatch it?"

"Hehe... That's what I meant!"

The green-faced man grinned and attacked suddenly. A pair of tiger claws burst into red light, and rushed towards Zhao Heng with a scorching wave.

The innate master's move was terrifying, and it was wrapped in surging Xuanqi.

And Zhao Heng had already prepared for the battle. The blood and qi in his body were mixed with Xuanqi. While he burst out with all his strength, the Golden Bell Gong was running secretly.

His hands burst into golden light, and he directly used the Yinfeng claws of the great success realm.

"Bang bang bang...!"

The claws of the two collided, like two hurricanes, tearing in the air, stirring up rolling sand and dust, and splashing Xuanguang.

After a moment, an energy explosion sounded.

"Boom!"

The green-faced man remained motionless, but Zhao Heng groaned and retreated several feet away. Several bright red claw marks appeared on his arms, and blood oozed out.

The two sides fought, and the winner was immediately determined.

"Haha... Your skills are so weak. Could it be that you have just been promoted to the innate realm and have not yet mastered the true power of this realm?"

The green-faced man showed a mocking look in his eyes, and his eyes looking at Zhao Heng became more and more unfriendly.

But Zhao Heng's eyes were extremely solemn.

After the two sides fought for a while, he had already sensed that the green-faced man's strength was far superior to Mo Yun at the beginning.

If it weren't for his own cultivation base rising sharply and his strength gradually approaching the innate combat power, he would have died in the previous round of confrontation.

More importantly, the opponent seemed to have not yet exerted his full strength.

Sure enough, there was still a gap between him and a true innate master.

The green-faced man did not give Zhao Heng too much breathing space. He just paused for a moment and attacked again.

"Shua...!"

The figure was as fast as lightning, and the claws that covered the sky and the earth rushed over with scorching air waves.

Zhao Heng felt cold in his heart, and directly used the tiger-headed broadsword, relying on the advantage of the mysterious weapon and the power of the sword technique to resist the opponent's claw attack, but he was still forced to retreat step by step.

At the critical moment, Zhao Heng's long sword lay horizontally.

The whole body's blood, mysterious energy, and even the energy of the Dantian Qi Yuan Ball were mobilized at the same time.

The powerful energy poured into the blade, and the sword was slashed out!

"Blood Shadow Soul-breaking Slash First Style, Slash the Soul!"

The blade swept, and seven blood-colored sword shadows emerged, like petals blooming, and merged into one in an instant, bringing a trace of the power of heaven and earth.

"Swoosh...!"

A blood-colored sword light slashed out horizontally, attacking the green-faced man like a meteor.

The latter's pupils shrank, and the claws of his hands changed, like a tiger descending from the mountain, slashing forward fiercely.

"Fire Explosion Deadly Claw!"

As the air whistled, a claw mark formed by a ball of red and green flames, with a hint of powerful power of heaven and earth, collided with Zhao Heng's sword light.

"Bang...!"

The two forces collided, and a thunderous sound erupted.

Finally, the two forces exploded in an instant.

The green-faced man's body shook, and his figure floated back several feet and stood firmly.

But Zhao Heng was shaken away more than ten feet away, his hat on his head was shattered, and the ground cracked and sunken where he landed.

Zhao Heng's arm holding the knife trembled, and blood was faintly flowing from the tiger's mouth.

The result of the two men's direct confrontation with their innate martial arts was that Zhao Heng once again fell into an absolute disadvantage.

Moreover, his internal organs were severely shaken and he had suffered serious internal injuries.

After a short period of breathing, Zhao Heng quickly analyzed the current situation.

Now that his energy in his body has been depleted by nearly half, he can still perform a Kaitian style, which is more powerful than the Blood Shadow Soul Slash.

But if he wants to deal with this person, he is probably not good enough.

Since he is unable to defeat him, he can only find a way to escape.

Combining his remaining trump cards, Zhao Heng quickly thought of a way to escape.

"Hehe... Daoist friend, I advise you to hand over the hundred-year snow lotus and don't struggle in vain, so as not to lose your life."

Zhao Heng's face under the mask was uncertain for a while, and he quietly took out a thunder bead in his hand.

But just as he was about to make a move and try to escape,

"Phosphorus Fire Wanderer, you are committing crimes here again. It's really hard to change your nature."

A faint and charming voice suddenly came from all directions in the void.

Zhao Heng and the green-faced man were both shocked.

"Who dares to call my name directly!" The green-faced man shouted in a deep voice.

Then, a purple dress flashed in the void, and a graceful figure with a veil and charming temperament landed.

"Daoyou, we meet again!"

The moment the woman landed, a pair of charming almond eyes stared straight at Zhao Heng.

At this time, Zhao Heng felt bitter in his heart.

I didn't expect that before getting rid of this green-faced man, another extremely difficult demon demon came.

"Daoyou, why don't we make a deal?" The woman said to Zhao Heng softly.

"What deal?" Zhao Heng asked calmly.

"I will help you solve this trouble. How about selling me the crystal you bought in the city that day?"

Before Zhao Heng could speak, the green-faced man sneered: "Haha... girl, you are so arrogant. Since you know my name 'Phosphorus Fire Wanderer', how dare you say such a crazy thing!"

Hearing this, the purple-clothed woman said disdainfully: "You are just a casual cultivator. Do you really think that no one can cure you?"

While speaking, the purple-clothed woman's eyes shone with a strange light, and she stared at the green-faced man with a smile.

The latter was stunned at first, and then his eyes became sluggish, and his body walked towards the purple-clothed woman step by step without control.

When the two were only a few feet apart, the pupils of Phosphorus Fire Wanderer suddenly trembled and he suddenly woke up.

"Ah... psychedelic art, you are from Yaoyue Sect!"

Phosphorus Fire Wanderer looked at the purple-clothed woman in doubt.

"Hmph, you have some vision. Since you know the reputation of my Yaoyue Sect, why don't you retreat quickly!"

The woman released a strong pressure around her body, and the light in her eyes became stronger.

The face of Phosphorus Fire Wanderer was uncertain for a while, and he hesitated for a while, but finally clasped his fist unwillingly.

"Since it is the fairy of Yaoyue Sect, I will give you a face, and we will meet again!"

After saying that, Phosphorus Fire Wanderer's figure flashed and disappeared directly in the dense forest.

Seeing Phosphorus Fire Wanderer leave tactfully, the purple-clothed woman looked at Zhao Heng with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist, I have solved your trouble for you. Can we trade now?"

Seeing Zhao Heng silent, the purple-clothed woman laughed softly, and the pink light in her eyes floated, and an invisible spiritual power enveloped Zhao Heng again.

Zhao Heng only smelled a strange fragrance in the air.

Then, his brain was surrounded by the other party's spiritual power again, making him dizzy and confused.

At the same time, a trace of primitive desire in his heart was unconsciously aroused.

Zhao Heng knew that this woman was using psychedelic magic on him again.

He was about to fight back, but suddenly he sensed something.

Then, Zhao Heng's eyes were completely confused, as if he had been controlled by the other party's psychedelic magic.

"Daoyou, hand over the crystal!" The purple-clothed woman spoke faintly.

Zhao Heng's dazed expression showed a trace of struggle, but he finally took out the goose yellow crystal and handed it over under the eager eyes of the purple-clothed woman.

He reached out and took the crystal at the moment.

"Swoosh...!"

In the depths of the dense forest, two faint lights suddenly shot out and attacked Zhao Heng and the purple-clothed woman at an astonishing speed.

When this incident came suddenly, the purple-clothed woman was caught off guard and was hit on the right shoulder by a stream of light.

Zhao Heng was also hit in the chest by a stream of light.

Then, Zhao Heng groaned and fell backwards.

"Who is it?"

The purple-clothed woman covered her shoulder with one hand and looked around vigilantly.

"Hehe... Fairy, I just left, and you don't recognize me?"

"There will be another update in the evening."