Mythological origins

Uncle Zhong, who was well-informed, immediately revealed the identities of the two men. Seeing their reactions, he basically confirmed his own thoughts in his heart that they were two young men who had just entered the Dao and became cultivators.

Many people in the martial arts world had the experience of contacting Qi-refining cultivators. They were not unfamiliar with them, nor did they blindly worship them.

In their eyes, cultivators in the late stage of Qi-refining were worthy of the title of "immortal master".

In general, in the early stage of Qi-refining, innate warriors can win in a head-on battle. In the middle stage of Qi-refining cultivators, innate masters can also sneak attack and kill some. It is not until the late stage of Qi-refining that they can truly have an overwhelming advantage over warriors.

As for foundation-building cultivators, they can already practice fasting and completely stay away from the mortal world. Mortals rarely see them in a hundred years, so they are not within the scope of discussion.

"If they were immortal cultivators, they wouldn't have been sent by Zhao San."

"These two guys don't look like they would kill people. On the contrary, the person under the statue... is very dangerous."

"..."

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"I'm Zilin. Thank you, brothers."

After ruling out the suspicion of pursuers, the masked girl named Zilin took off her veil, showing a sweet smile, and took the golden medicine from the two stunned guys.

They originally carried this medicine with them in case of long journeys, but they didn't use it and gave it all away.

"You're welcome." X 2

"What are your plans after the rain stops?" The middle-aged guard leader Zhong Shu asked the two young Taoist priests after applying the medicine.

"My name is Jin Guang, his name is Shui Jing, we are brothers who went down the mountain to travel under the order of our master..."

"Where are you going?"

"Yes, we are going to Duan Ping... wuwuwu... Senior brother, why are you covering my mouth again!"

"No, we are just going down the mountain to travel around." Master Shui Jing heard that the other party seemed to have a hint of recruiting intentions, and quickly asked Jin Guang, the fool, to change his words.

"If you don't mind, can you two become guests of my Zhao Mansion?" The girl said with a smile.

"Okay!"

"No problem!"

Faced with a beautiful woman, and most likely a rich lady's invitation, the two young men who had just made their debut agreed without thinking.

Zhao Zilin pulled them in, not because they were handsome, but because these loyal guards were injured by the pursuit of their enemies, so they had to find a few passers-by as high-level cannon fodder.

Two young Qi-refining cultivators who knew a few spells were the best targets.

"My Zhao family still has some money, how about setting your monthly salary at two spirit stones each?"

"Okay!"

"No problem!"

Because Qi-refining cultivators cannot practice fasting, the mortal world and the cultivation world are not completely separated in terms of materials, and spirit stones and silver can still be exchanged at a certain ratio, roughly one low-grade spirit stone for one hundred taels of silver.

That is to say, the monthly income of the two "masters" as guest officials is equal to the total savings of the two people's years of hard work...

"Mother, I finally brought honor to my family! "

When Master Jin Guang heard this treatment, he suddenly had a lot of things in his mind, and he wanted to tell his mother who had passed away many years ago.

"We don't have to run eight hundred miles away to find rich people to cheat money..."

"This is the first month's offering." While the two little Taoists were in tears, Zhao Zilin did not hesitate and took out four spiritual stones directly from her package.

These hard currencies are as valuable as gold, and she still brought some with her when she escaped.

"Miss Xie. ”

With the money in hand, the two men almost hugged the rich woman's thigh to show their loyalty.

…

After becoming a temporary "family", the two groups sat together, and only Bai Mo, who was still as hard as a log, was left at the scene.

From Zhao Zilin's mouth, I learned that they were a family in Linzhou City, a large city nearby.

The head of the Zhao family, Zhao Zilin's father, died suddenly a few days ago. As the only daughter, she received the news outside and hurried home, but she didn't expect her father's half-brother to suddenly attack and want to seize the family business, and also sent a large number of people to surround and kill Zhao Zilin.

If it weren't for a group of loyal servants and guards who fought desperately, it would be difficult for them to escape.    "Is there any sound outside?"

The rain gradually subsided. It should have become quiet slowly, but it became even noisier outside.

"Are they chasing us again? !"

"Uncle Zhong, be careful. "

The captain of the guard was about to go out to take a look, but as soon as he reached the door, a cold arrow pierced his thigh.

Zhao Zhong fell to the ground.

"Uncle Zhong!"

The two masters Jin Guang were also very surprised. The uncle who was just chatting and laughing with them was gone in the blink of an eye?!

"I... I'm fine, I won't die."

Zhao Zhong rolled over, not caring about the wound that had just been coated with gold medicine and split again, and dragged his injured leg to a dead corner of the ruined temple.

"Charge! Zhao Zhong, the dead old ghost, has been seriously injured. There is nothing to worry about. Go in and leave no one alive!"

"Yes!"

More than 20 assassins wearing straw raincoats and tracking with dogs rushed into the ruined temple.

Jin Guang and Shui Jing had never expected that they would have to fight with others after receiving a monthly salary, and they would fight with the enemy who was strong and we were weak.

"There are more than 20 people outside, and we only have six fireball spells. What should we do..."

"Or... let's run?"

"Run? Where can you run to? If you fight your way out, you still have a chance of survival. If you run, they still have dogs. Can you outrun the hounds?"

In the face of life and death, as long as you can survive, any beauty can be put aside, not to mention a beauty you just met.

"Chief, there are two little guys over there that I don't know."

"Kill them all. Those who have seen our Seven Killings Hall take action must not be left alive."

"Yes!"

...

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

"Fire!"

Two carefully prepared fireballs rushed directly to the assassin leader and deputy leader.

They also understood that the leader should be captured first.

It is especially important to knock out the opponent's command when the enemy is numerous and we are few.

"Bang!"

The fireball hit their wet raincoats, but it still burned tenaciously. The magic fire supported by mana is much stronger than ordinary flames.

The deputy leader with a burning back lay on the ground, rolling desperately, trying to put out the fire.

But he didn't expect that the fire would burn even the raincoat that was soaked with water. His rolling was meaningless except for increasing the area of ​​burns.

"The magic of the immortal cultivator?!"

"Hurry up and cut off the burning part!"

The leader on the side saw that something was wrong. The fire could not be put out at all, so he immediately chose another way to deal with it.

He endured the severe pain and used the long sword in his hand to cut off the skin, flesh and the burning part of his raincoat with a few strokes.

His body and face were covered with blood.

But compared to his deputy who was burned to death by the magic fireball, at least he survived.