The Taoist ancestor is Cthulhu

Li Fan dragged his steps, with Kun lying on his head. With his remaining left hand, he was holding on to the white-faced Taoist priest's head that he had finally cut off with the Qiankun Feilong Jianlan, passing by the Suan Ni that was broken into several pieces by the sword light of the ink sword. The body parts were dripping with blood as they walked out of the tomb passage.

The right half of his face was blown apart by the Red Veined Boy Sword, so he had to turn his head sideways and use his left eye to see what was going on at the entrance of the cave.

Chen Daotong fell to the ground, his head falling to the side. With his eyes closed, he was extremely peaceful, as if he was simply asleep. He probably didn't suffer much, and he was gone as soon as he closed his eyes.

On the other side, Yuan Xuan Bao's body was cut into two parts. He probably rushed forward two steps to avenge the Taoist monk, but of course he was split with a sword. In this pool of blood, the death situation is particularly tragic...

Chen Daotong has a gentler temper, and Yuan Xuanbao has a bit of a bad mouth, but both of them have good tempers inside. They are not the kind of jerks who are difficult to get along with. It's a pity. I thought we could be friends...

Li Fan sighed and placed the white-faced Taoist priest's head next to Yuan Xuanbao, who was still staring at death. "Brother, I helped you get revenge..."

Yuan Xuanbao turned to glare at him, "You can actually kill him!"

"Fuck! Cough cough cough!" Li Fan was so frightened that he almost choked to death with a mouthful of blood. "You're not dead! Oh, that's right. He seemed to be able to live for a while after being cut in half. After writing a tragic word ...Oh, Xuan Bao, if you have any last wishes, just tell me. If I can survive, I will definitely help you fulfill it..."

Yuan Xuanbao stared back and forth at the Taoist priest's head and the remaining half of Li Fan's face, hesitating to speak, hesitating to speak, and finally choked out, "I think I can still save a little..."

Li Fan couldn't help but laugh out loud, causing his half-cut neck to leak and bleed. He could only suck in the cold air and pointed to the half of Xuan Bao's body on the other side, "Senior brother, you are like this. , stop being ridiculous..."

Yuan Xuanbao stared at him.

So Li Fan reacted, "Oh... Oh, you're not joking... You can really save me again... Damn it! This is okay? Come on, tell me what to do!"

Yuan Xuanbao endured the severe pain, lying on his back, breathing heavily, "On my waist, the inner disciple's jade contains ink thread and bone needles. Take it out and sew it on my body. Don't sew it up." Inverted!

Huh...huh...and your broken arm, if it's still there, sew it up, and you can still save it when you go back to the mountain. Qingyue, I was cut into two pieces and I can’t move my energy, so it’s up to you..."

"Okay, okay! Leave it to me!" Li Fan hurriedly rushed to the lower half of Yuan Xuan Bao's body, took out the nail needle and ink thread, dragged Yuan Xuan Bao's body over and stacked it together, and used needle and thread to make it rough for him. The skin and flesh were repeatedly pierced and sewn together, "But this, does this really work?"

It’s too unscientific...

Yuan Xuanbao gritted his teeth, his head covered with sweat, "The ink thread is a magic weapon contaminated with evil energy. As long as the flesh and blood amputated limbs have not been separated from the body for too long, you can use the ink thread to sew them together, and rely on the evil energy to corrode the flesh and blood." They blend together, so they are often used for first aid.

It’s just that this thing can only be used by monks, because evil energy will remain in the body, damaging the cultivation level, and increasing the risk of turning into a demon fetus, but I can’t control that much now..."

"Then..." Li Fan couldn't help turning his head and glanced at Chen Daotong.

"He can't be saved," Yuan Xuanbao gritted his teeth and refused to look at his friend's body. "He is the leader of the Six Yangs. Even if he reaches the golden elixir realm, there are only a handful of military solutions that require special preparation. Still reincarnated after being beheaded.

You did a great job by decapitating this demon. Huh... don't worry about me. This will keep things together for the most part. I'll just chew some elixirs, throw in a Bright Light Talisman, and wait for Senior Brother Lu to come to the rescue. "

Li Fan nodded, took out a piece of talisman paper from Yuan Xuan Bao's jade, lit it, and threw it at the door of the tomb.

The bright light talisman is the kind that was lit on the bow of the ship before. When observed in the spiritual consciousness, the talisman paper shines with white light like a signal bomb. It is used by the disciples of Mozhu Mountain to summon their fellow disciples and ask for emergency help.

Of course, in fact, this white-faced Taoist priest is also wearing the robes of Mo Zhushan. If he later recruits not Senior Brother Lu, but an accomplice of this evil path, he will really be asking for his own death.

But Li Fan didn't care anymore. He was already so disabled anyway, he was really at the end of his rope, and there wasn't any more left.

Now Li Fan wiped his mouth, and the blood overflowing from his mouth and nose was red blood. It was probably from the internal bleeding caused by being kicked and the artery was damaged. He almost drank up all the medicine Poria prepared before he could barely move his body as if he had regained consciousness. If there were no gods to save him, he would still be dead. Forget it, if you die, you will die, and your revenge will be avenged. Love whoever you want...

Asking for help first, Li Fan turned back into the tomb, found his arm, connected it with ink thread, and swung it beside him.

In the underground tomb passage, the jade purification bottle that Li Fan had just activated was still absorbing the evil energy from the surrounding corpse king fragments. No matter what, such a scourge must be eradicated to avoid harming the nearby people.

The hammered corpse of the demon Taoist was also thrown into the ground. He walked out of the tomb in a daze just now to see what was going on. It was only then that Li Fan came to his senses, rummaged around and found a string of jade pendants from under the Taoist robe. Obviously, they are all storage jade pendants.

This is what it is, the legendary touching of corpses. Whether you lose blood or gain blood after knocking this one down depends on how well these boxes are opened.

But now Li Fan doesn't have the energy to study and crack these storage jade pendants. For now, he holds them in his arms and kicks them, and then carefully examines the Taoist priest's body. Suddenly, the white and beardless face seems to be dazzling in front of his eyes again. .

Li Fan seemed to have thought of something, hesitated for a moment, and touched the Taoist priest's crotch.

No.

He is a eunuch.

Sure enough, Li Fan squinted his eyes. There was such a thing as ink thread in Mozhu Mountain. But if a man was injured in that kind of place during a sword fight, it would be good to sew it up as soon as possible, right?

In other words, if this demon is really a disciple of Mozhu Mountain, he may have been cut off before he worshiped at the mountain gate.

Or it should be said conversely, this guy is probably a special person selected from the inner court of the Human World, and has been mixed into the inner sect of Mozhu Mountain since he was a child.

These dead eunuchs...

Li Fan stood up with a gloomy face. There are so many coincidences and accidents in the world. Whether it was in the inn or the tomb, all these things were probably arranged by the same group of people.

It was nothing more than those eunuchs who secretly hid and raised this corpse king, who could kill a golden elixir monk with one kick, in case of emergency. It was just that they came over and accidentally broke it...

No, was it really an 'accidental' crash?

It was Senior Brother Lu who decided to change the route to go to Buzhou Mountain to herd the dragons. It was Senior Brother Lu who led them to this tomb. It was also he who asked the three boys to go down to the tomb to search for evil spirits and met the evil path. But at the critical moment, this Senior Brother Jindan... No longer appears...

people's hearts...

People's hearts are unpredictable...

But Li Fan didn't have much evidence, only speculation. He shook his head and didn't think about it for now. He used the smashed purple ribbon fairy clothes to wrap up the Taoist priest's storage jade pendant and put it away.

Then after collecting the evil spirits and purifying the broken corpses into mummified corpses, they sealed the mouth of the Jade Pure Bottle and walked out of the tomb.

The sky was getting dark, the bright light talisman was still burning, but Senior Brother Lu still hadn't appeared yet.

Yuan Xuanbao lay propped up on the ground, staring at Chen Daotong's body on the other side in a daze. When he saw Li Fan coming up, he came back to his senses and said, "I thought you lost too much blood and fainted on the ground."

Li Fan raised the porcelain vase in his hand and said, "I'm picking evil spirits."

Yuan Xuanbao was stunned for a while, and then he realized something, "So that's it, you used the Dragon Shepherd Sword in conjunction with the evil corpse to get rid of him. You were really smart."

Li Fan nodded and didn't explain much. For the time being, he helped Chen Daotong sew up the head, leaving a whole body, and then dragged him to Yuan Xuanbao and placed it next to him.

Yuan Xuanbao stopped talking and lay down and looked at his childhood sweetheart beside him. At this time, he probably didn't want others to persuade him, he just wanted to be alone, right?

Li Fan stood blankly for a while, seeing that Senior Brother Lu hadn't appeared yet, so he turned around again, inspected Suan Ni's body, and picked up the sword with all its light exhausted, holding it in his hand. Look, it is indeed a wooden talisman sword with talismans engraved on it, just as the sword intention said. Finally, the matter is settled.

In the end, the effect of the medicine had really worn off, and the blood flow wouldn't stop. Li Fan had no strength at all, so he sat down by the tomb, breathing heavily, with blood dripping from his mouth, looking at the darkening sky eagerly, hoping in his heart. There is an immortal passing by this barren mountain and wilderness who can save him from death.

But Senior Brother Lu never showed up.

If he was really in league with that eunuch, he should clean up the mess and clear himself out. Whether it was killing people or saving people, he shouldn't just leave the three boys he was responsible for looking after.

So Li Fan gradually guessed his ending, and his heart gradually sank.

I can't tell whether I'm happy or sad. Senior Brother Lu seems to be a nice person. It's always a good thing if he's not a traitor.

But if he’s not a traitor, he won’t show up now. I’m afraid...it’s a pity...Senior Brother Lu seems to be a pretty good person...

He was groggy and thinking wildly, and he didn't know how long he sat there. It was probably when night was approaching that a rainbow light appeared in Li Fan's consciousness.

He was still sitting with his head lowered, pretending to be dead. He only heard someone falling from the clouds with a huff, and asked urgently, "Is there anyone alive?"

This voice sounds quite familiar...

Yuan Xuanbao said, "Master Zhang, I can still withstand it, Qingyue seems to be dying! Save him first!"

"Needless to say, hold this life-extending pill in your mouth and don't lose your true energy! Hetong! Take him back to the mountain. He's dying soon. I'll take him and leave first!"

Then Li Fan felt the man striding forward and lifted himself up at the waist. He heard the whistling of the flying sword in his ears, which turned into a scream of light wheels. Then he lightened his body and almost took off directly with the sword.

Li Fan narrowed his left eye and glanced at the other person, vaguely remembering that this old man was an acquaintance. The one who drank the Five Immortals Soup before and dragged him out to beat the monkey seemed to be named Zhang Jiu... or something...

Probably saved a life...

Li Fan felt relieved and dispersed the sword power that had been focused on his left eye. He fainted as soon as his vision went dark.

I don’t know how long I have been asleep.

Li Fan woke up from hunger due to the aroma of delicacies and herbs that hit his nostrils. He didn't know what kind of delicacies were being cooked.

He turned his head and looked back and forth, and found that he was lying naked in a large bronze cauldron, as if he was lying in a bath. There were random herbs and pills around him, and the dark green soup was up to his chest...

Depend on! It turned out that I was the one cooking it! This is for someone to drink!

"Help, help! Help..."

Li Fan stretched out his hand to hold on to the smooth wall of the cauldron and tried to get up. Suddenly he realized what he was doing and took a closer look. He found that his right hand had been connected and the new flesh from the wound could be vaguely seen. The meridians were slightly stagnant and painful, but overall Said it was no big deal.

The right side of the face that was almost blown away by the sword light has also been repaired, but the right eye is still a little unclear, so it will feel better if you close your eyes.

As for the wounds on his neck, back and internal organs, they have also improved significantly, at least they are not life-threatening.

‘Li Fan’s mood rose by one point. ’

Oh, the system is still there, so it will be more stable.

"Qingyue, are you awake?" Poria's voice came from outside the big urn, "Don't panic, I'm here to help you heal your injury. Lie down for a while."

Now that Fu Ling was watching from outside, Li Fan could breathe a sigh of relief, so he lay down at the bottom of the cauldron, closed his eyes to rest, and used his consciousness to check the injuries inside.

In the previous fight with the eunuch demon, he took the risk of worshiping the moon and relying on meditation practice to restore his spiritual energy. Although he was pulled out after only one second of meditation, he achieved his goal in the end. Not only did he successfully build the foundation, but he also restored his spiritual energy. , and also used the evil spirit to activate the mummy pad to determine the victory, so it was not a loss after all.

At this moment, you can also see that in the inner scene of the body, there are already five groups of true Qi reincarnating and regenerating each other, but the Guichen group is indeed a little thinner, obviously not as big as the other Qi groups, but it is also a last resort in times of crisis. , and there’s nothing to worry about. But objectively speaking, due to the insufficient Qi balls of Guichen Zhenqi, it has become a shortcoming of the Zhoutian cycle, and the overall efficiency is not high.

After thinking about it, he squatted in the medicine cauldron and boiled it, and he had nothing to do. Li Fan simply started to practice the Five Elements Sword Demon directly, consuming the redundant air masses of the other four true energies, and cultivating the Zixia Sword Demon in the liver and gallbladder. , the heart is used as a sacrifice to the Red Evil Sword Demon, the lungs are used as a sacrifice to the Shengang Sword Demon, and the kidneys are used as a sacrifice to the Xuanming Sword Demon.

Although the strength of Xuantian's Sword Intent has been greatly damaged and he has not spoken out yet, let alone provided guidance, he had already mentioned some relevant tips and key points when he was learning to practice spiritual consciousness, and Li Fan also knew it by heart. So the sacrifice of the four ghosts was completed smoothly.

So much so that after he refined the four ghosts one by one and took another round of sleep to regain his energy, he heard a noise above his head.

Li Fan looked up and saw the top lid of the cauldron open. Kun glanced into the pot and patted the lid with his fin.

‘Kun said, take that mushroom and chew it’

Damn it! Kun! You've learned too much! The first time I saw it, I was hooked... Oh, I have a mushroom on hand. Wow, it's making me think wrong...

Li Fan mobilized his inner energy, jumped up to the mouth of the cauldron, stuffed a handful of boiled herbs and mushrooms for Kun to chew, and lay on the mouth of the cauldron, looking back and forth.

The outside seems to be some kind of workshop, but it is a bit like a large workshop of a factory. There are seven or eight large bronze cauldrons in a row. Some of the cauldrons have their lids closed and are simmering slowly. The smoke is steaming. From time to time, there are cranes squeaking. You have to pass overhead, carrying various medicinal materials, and put them into the pot with the lid open one by one. I don’t know if people are stewing in pots with closed lids just like him... Well, that’s not quite right, it’s more like some kind of sauna medicinal bath healing device.

Li Fan climbed out of the cauldron and saw a wooden ladder going up and down next to it. There were some clean clothes and his own jade pendant. He knew that Poria cocos had probably brought it for him, and the eunuch Taoist priest's storage bag had been there before. The jade pendant was probably taken away by Mozhushan for investigation. So I got dressed first and got off the ladder.

After being seriously injured and then cured, there will be more or less hidden dangers, and walking seems to be a psychological effect. It feels not very satisfying, but it is good to save a life.

Li Fan touched the sword scar on his neck that had not fully grown yet and was still vaguely palpable. When he walked out of the boiler workshop, he could see the seven-story and thirty-foot Lou Guan Taoist Tower not far away, so he knew Now he is stationed outside the sect.

Suddenly, UU read www.uukanｓhu. net Li Fan felt a sharp stab at his back again. It was someone using his spiritual consciousness to probe him from behind. He turned around and saw the old Taoist Zhang Jiu standing outside the yard with Fu Ling. They said something, as if they were arguing, but they could only see him in the distance. glanced at himself.

Is this the second time you've been saved by him? But if you include the Qiankun Feilong Sword passed down by this old man, it happened more than twice...

Li Fan was also far away and bowed to the other party.

The old man nodded, didn't come to talk much, shook his sleeves and turned into a flying rainbow and left.

But Poria turned around with a pale complexion. She didn't know who made her angry. She reluctantly gave Li Fan a smile, walked over slowly and said, "Qingyue, you look pretty good. I hope you're fine."

"That immortal is..."

"Who? Oh, Zhang Jiugao, he is the tutor of the boy from the outer sect. In fact, no matter the inner or outer sect, as long as the disciples who have not reached the golden elixir have to obey his control. He is a stinky person and is very stubborn. No matter how hard he talks, he just refuses to let me take you back. Wangshu Xiaoju's treatment has to be done in the pharmacy. Just wake up and don't worry about him. Let's go back." Fuling said with a smile and released the flying boat for Li Fan to ride on.

Li Fan did not move, and thought for a moment, "Xuan Bao should be okay?"

Fu Ling smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, that boy looked miserable, but in fact he only received one sword wound on his body. He will be fine in a day and has already been taken back by his master. It's a pity that his dual cultivator brother, alas, is also a destiny, forcing him to I won’t come...I’ve also heard about what happened this time, Qingyue, thank you for being smart..."

"What about Senior Brother Lu?"

The forced smile on Fu Ling's face froze for a while, then she breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "He's dead."

...Is that really the case?

It's a pity that the stinky tofu brought to him was given to Kun to eat. Good people don't live long...