"hiss."

Shou He grinned in pain.

"My husband is injured and should be recuperated for ten days and a half first." Bu Zanghua's eyes were full of distress, and she carefully applied the medicine, and even said with a bit of complaint in her voice.

"Don't you, the old god, know that you don't have a good place in your body and you need your energy and blood to nourish you? How can you..."

Shou He shook his head and said: "There is nothing the old immortal can do."

"Besides, our lives were saved by the old god."

"No matter how much life-saving grace is, you can't suck out the air and blood like this. In this situation, how many lives are enough?" Bu Zanghua let out a long sigh. She knew she couldn't say anything. As soon as she said it, Shou He pushed her back.

Even if I ask him to talk about it, he won't talk about it. He acts like a dull gourd and just obeys orders.

How can they get involved in matters between big shots?

If it remains like this, sooner or later, you will risk your life because of your desperate efforts.

"My wife also said that the Forbidden Land suppresses cultivation very much. My ability is pretty good. If I change my cultivation, I will be unable to adapt to it for a while, which will ruin the old god's affairs."

Shou He slowly bandaged the wound on his arm and said with a smile: "The mobilization of Qi and blood is also assisted by pills, so it's not too powerful."

"It's out of the way."

As he spoke, he patted the back of Bu Zanghua's hand to express reassurance.

"But this is not the way to go."

Tears welled up in Bu Zanghua's eyes: "We can't let the old god unlock your magical powers, and then change to a strong man."

"There is no such thing as a strong man."

Shou He hugged Bu Zanghua into his arms, stared at the candlelight in front of him, and said with a smile: "There are only so many first-class masters in the world."

The candlelight reflected in his eyes, and the long fire flickered: "If you don't want to die in confusion when the weather changes, you have to find a way to survive."

"What do you mean, Mr. Xianggong?"

"I want to learn Taoism.

"But the old god no longer accepts disciples."

"Did you ask the old god?"

"I tested it, but I didn't ask."

"You have to ask."

Bu Zanghua hurriedly wiped away her charm and said seriously: "As far as I know, weapon spirit treasures also require monks to have corresponding strength to use them. For example, the divine weapon spirit cannot display its true power without the strength of Dao Lord Ancestor.

Strength, the old god will definitely not suppress your strength before entering the country."

"But……"

"There is nothing but, he will definitely teach you."

"Okay, I'll go after dinner."

After meal.

Dusk has not yet arrived.

The dark-skinned man approached the backyard. The backyard was very elegant, like a fairyland falling on earth.

No one can set foot there during normal times.

The only person who can come here is a man.

The person who came was none other than the first-class martial artist who is currently in charge of the Zunhun Banner, the king of capture in Wanning County, Shou He.

The 16-foot-long ancient peach tree has long been lush and green.

A man is sitting cross-legged on the green platform under the tree.

The man was sitting cross-legged, and across his legs was a strange-looking sword. The sword was full of dark color, mixed with green light, and the light was like ripples, completely disappearing from the figure.

The man with his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes.

They were a pair of eyes filled with illusions of life and death, as if the wheels of dharma were turning around.

The man stroked the divine weapon lying on his knees and chanted: "The Six Paths of the Underworld contains a trace of the ancient Six Paths. It is indeed the most suitable divine weapon for my little junior sister's immortal body. What's even more rare is that with this divine weapon and the Immortal Body Palm Sect,

We can use this to thoroughly implement the magical method of Taiyi Shengxian Sect, and thus have the opportunity to become one of the top sects."

The man holding the magic weapon slowly stood up from the bluestone slab.

call out.

The sword is like a black horn, pointing diagonally at the blue sky.

"The gods of the ten directions, as numerous as sand and dust, have transformed into the realms of the ten directions to help save the heavens and people, gather their merits and virtues, and work together to save the guilty souls."

Swish.

Swinging the sword and turning around, a set of swords danced like clouds and flowing water.

The magic medicine flat peach seems to be the background of men.

Tu Shanjun, who had taken back the magic weapon, moved his gaze to Shou He who was standing not far away and asked: "What happened?"

"without……"

Shou He was surprised and a little at a loss, but he still did not forget the business and said: "I, old immortal..., I want to learn Taoism."

The moment he spoke, Shou He seemed to have completely let go of the burden in his heart and said: "I want to become stronger, I want to get out of here, and I must at least keep my wife safe."

"Can I become your teacher?"

Tu Shanjun, who was holding a sword, stood under the peach tree and refused without any movement in his eyes: "I will no longer accept disciples."

There was boundless loss in Shou He's eyes.

He should have known.

Even if a fairy-like figure falls into the mortal world and is picked up by an ordinary person like him, does he have to rely on others to worship a master before he is willing to give up?

After hearing this sentence for the second time, Shou He suddenly felt sad.

Even if he has a great reputation in the world, in the eyes of real gods, he is nothing more than that.

But he didn't even have a chance to work hard.

He wanted the old immortal to look at him with just one glance, and he also wanted those monks who regarded them as ants to look at him.

People cannot always live because of the eyes of others.

If he didn't have the skills and didn't meet someone who could teach him the skills, he might have starved to death early.

When he was about to starve to death, he didn't know if he would go back.

Probably so.

When people are about to die, they want to live.

Now he is clearly not at that time, so why is he so eager for skills?

Isn't it good to live in such a muddle-headed way?

He is protected by the old gods above, followed by brothers below, works as a court official, and has a wife at home.

Perhaps a child is all that is left before a life is complete.

Speaking of children, he thought of the children who begged with him when he was a child.

That child was so smart that he was later noticed and adopted.

Later, when he had the ability, he went to look for it.

If he couldn't find it in the world, he would come to the temple to look for it.

Looking through the files, he could always see missing children. He gradually understood what was going on. He must have been taken away by strangers.

He wanted to ask why.

I really want to shout out this sentence almost exhausted.

I didn't ask after all.

Shou He only felt a faint fear lingering in his heart. Looking at his wife's almost unchanged face and his silent but changing body, he should really feel fear.

It's a kind of confusion where you know there's no result but don't know what to do.

"Because I expect more from you."

The voice is hoarse and hollow.

It was as if the devil was humming, and the devil of the abyss was murmuring kindly.

Disappointed, Shou He suddenly looked up.

"Learning the Immortal Way, you can turn your energy and blood into the peak of the golden elixir."

"In the God's Forbidden Land, transforming a body of energy and blood will greatly weaken your strength. This is one of the reasons."
To be continued...