Sign in to the Heavenly Master Palace, the Downhill Is Invincible

A secondary pharmacist is valuable.

A young second-level pharmacist is worth more.

But that is in the case of one's own sect, belonging to one's own people.

If this second-level pharmacist is no longer one of his own, and even holds a grudge against his own sect, such a person cannot be kept.

The third elder nodded slightly, looking towards the direction Zuo Yao left.

He whispered a few words in his mouth.

Not far away, Wu Tao and Qian Kesheng, two direct disciples of the Third Elder's sect, were taken aback for a moment, then looked at each other, turned and left.

...

Half an hour later, Zuo Yao walked out of Luoxuezong's mountain gate in a daze, wearing a blue cloth gown.

He turned his head and looked at Luoxuezong's tall gate, his expression changed, and a venomous look appeared in his eyes.

"Snowfall Sect, today's revenge... I, Zuo Yao, will definitely repay it."

Gritting his teeth and whispering, he turned around and strode down the mountain.

Behind the gate, several figures appeared.

Zuo Yao walked ten miles away, his expression changed slightly, and then his steps quickened.

"Hurry up!"

Someone shouted, and then rushed up without covering up his figure.

Looking back at the figure who was chasing after him with big strides, Zuo Yao was a bit faster.

But he only practiced profoundly in the way of medicine and was ordinary in the way of martial arts, and he was overtaken in a short while.

Seeing several people in black military uniforms surrounding him, Zuo Yao sighed lowly.

"Everyone, since you want to kill me, why hide it?"

"Is Luo Xuezong's actions so unrestrained?"

Zuo Yao looked at those masked men in black, and spoke lightly.

"Don't use it against us, you just have to save your life." The leading man in black snorted coldly, stepped forward, and slashed straight at Zuo Yao's neck with the long sword in his hand.

Zuo Yao quickly backed away, staggered, fell to the ground, his feet flopped, kicking up dust.

The man in black showed disdain in his eyes,

Taking another step forward, stabbing straight down with the sword in his hand.

At this moment, the eyes of the man in black showed pain, and blood oozed from the mask instantly.

"Clang--"

The long sword fell to the ground, and the man in black trembled and fell to the ground.

died.

Zuo Yao laughed and stood up.

Those men in black around him backed away in fear.

Zuo Yao's methods are truly terrifying.

"What, make a move." Zuo Yao strode forward.

"Didn't Luo Xuezong want to kill me?"

"You take action!"

The more he yelled, the less the men in black surrounding him dared to make a move.

After ten breaths, a smile suddenly appeared on Zuo Yao's face.

"How do you people understand the power of a second-level pharmacist?"

"Do you think pharmacists really only know how to dispense medicine?"

As his words fell, all the men in black around him trembled, their legs became weak, and they fell to the ground.

"If you shot directly just now, maybe you could really kill me."

"It's a pity, you dare not."

Zuo Yao raised his hand, and threw an empty medicine bottle on the ground in his palm.

Those men in black all lay down on the ground, breathless.

Zuo Yao sneered, and strode forward. After walking a few steps, his expression suddenly changed.

Two figures stood in front of him.

Not masked.

"Okay, okay, Luo Xuezong really thinks highly of me." Zuo Yao showed despair on his face, shook his head, and sighed: "Even the two true biography of the three elders have taken action."

Those who came to kill him were Wu Tao and Qian Kesheng, disciples of the third elder.

With expressionless faces, the two drew their long swords out of their sheaths and stabbed directly at Zuo Yao.

"Boom—"

A glass bottle exploded in front of Zuo Yao, and a cyan liquid burst out of it, splashing around.

The liquid fell on the rocks, and the rocks instantly shattered.

A few drops flew back to Zuo Yao's hands and face, immediately burning a large area of ​​redness, swelling and decay.

Wu Tao and Qian Kesheng stopped in their tracks.

Zuo Yao gritted his teeth, let out a painful roar like a beast, and then threw out the glass bottles one by one.

A second-level pharmacist tried his best, and it really is beyond ordinary people's guess.

"Just wait, Luo Xuezong intercepted and killed a pharmacist, and he was still a second-level pharmacist. If this matter gets out, it will definitely lead to accountability from the pharmacist association."

"You Luoxuezong, you can't bear this responsibility!" Zuo Yao roared, throwing everything that could be thrown from his body.

It's just that Wu Tao and Qian Kesheng are obviously not at the same level as the previous men in black.

The two were not in a hurry, just a few feet away, the long sword was slowly oppressing, leaving Zuo Yao no chance to escape.

"Canglang—"

Just as Zuo Yao was throwing away all kinds of items, Qian Ke's growth sword cut straight out, and a blue light cut off half of Zuo Yao's left arm.

He was about to draw out his sword, but he suddenly turned his head and stabbed out with a sword.

"when--"

A sword collided with his longsword.

"Be careful!" Wu Tao shouted, the sword light in his hand mixed with the other sword light that hit him.

This sword light was extremely sharp, Wu Tao tried his best to resist five or six moves, and the long sword in his hand was swept away.

This surprised Qian Kesheng, who had just suppressed his opponent, and hurriedly stepped back, standing back to back with Wu Tao who had stepped aside.

"Let's go, we don't want to be enemies with Luoxuezong."

"We'll take this person away."

The man who forced Wu Tao back with a sword spoke in a low voice, his voice was old and unfamiliar.

"Bringing them away is making us enemies of Luoxuezong!" Wu Tao growled, clenched his fists tightly, and stared at the masked old man opposite.

"An enemy?" The old man raised his long sword lightly, pointing at Wu Tao: "You can try."

"If you really want to be an enemy, it doesn't matter if you kill two more of you."

Wu Tao and Qian Kesheng were taken aback by his words.

That's right, already saving people, it's not a big deal to kill two people along the way.

It is not difficult for this person to force Wu Tao's combat strength to kill with a single sword.

As for the task they want to complete, it has actually been completed.

Zuo Yao's arm was cut off, even if he has the ability of a second-level pharmacist, it won't be of much use in the future.

"Brother, let's go back first." Qian Kesheng said in a low voice, then pulled Wu Tao's arm, and the two slowly retreated.

Seeing the two leave, Zuo Yao, who had lost his arm, was sweating all over his face, looking palely at the two who came to save him.

"Thank you both, what do you want me to do from Zuo Yao, just ask."

"My life belongs to you."

Zuo Yao gritted his teeth, lowered his head and said.

"Hehe, I don't want your life." The old man chuckled lightly, and then said in a low voice, "You live well, and you will come back for revenge one day."

Come back for revenge!

Zuo Yao raised his head and was stunned when he saw the two people taking off their masks.

"Gao Mingchao?"

"Elder Bai Chen?"

"you……"

How can it be?

The ones who came to rescue him were actually the elders of Luoxue Sect and the direct elite disciples?

"Don't think too much. Killing and saving others is all for selfish desires."

"They killed you because they didn't want you to take revenge on Luoxuezong in the future."

"We saved you in the hope that one day, you will come back for revenge and give us enough in return."

Elder Bai Chen's words were extremely direct.

Zuo Yao nodded, hugged his broken arm and said in a low voice: "Okay, I, Zuo Yao, swear that if I can return to Luoxuezong, I will definitely repay today's life-saving grace a hundredfold."

"Let's go, the elders in the gate are coming soon." Gao Mingchao turned his eyes towards the direction of Luoxuezong's mountain gate, and said in a low voice.

...

When the deacons and elders came here, they found nothing but the lying corpse of the Luoxue Sect disciple.

"Zuo Yao was rescued, and in the future, it may cause a lot of trouble for the sect..." An old man in a linen robe sighed softly.

"Trouble is trouble, I don't know what the origin of the saint's walking is, so that the sect can make Zongmen give up geniuses like Zuo Yao."

Another big man in military uniform shook his head, turned around and left.

The other disciples who came with them began to clean the battlefield to see if there were any clues.

—————

With Huafan in the middle, Xu Cheng was cross-legged on the bamboo and wood bed, his whole body was filled with immortal spirit.

Yu Luo sat aside in a daze.

After a long time, there was a soft sound in the quiet room, and the surrounding blue clouds dispersed.

Yu Luo turned her head, looked at Xu Cheng who was full of immortal energy, was stunned for a moment, and then muttered: "Brother Xu Cheng, you are still that celestial master after all..."

Celestial Master.

At this time, Xu Cheng's body was shining with immortal energy, and he was clearly no longer a mortal.

He infused himself with the spirit of the fairy, and combined with the body of the Daluo Jinxian. The power surging in his body was already immortal.

With Xu Cheng's current cultivation level, he can only be regarded as an ordinary practitioner, but he is urged by the body of the Da Luo Jinxian, even if the Jinxian is in front of him, he can't resist it.

Of course, his current cultivation base can't support a ten-thousandth of a breath, and he will be squeezed dry.

"Don't be greedy for the world of mortals, hurry up to practice and achieve immortality, only then can you live a long life with long-term vision and be at ease."

Xu Cheng looked at Yu Luo and spoke softly.

"Changsheng, Changsheng, all of you want to live forever..." Yu Luo curled her lips and turned her head away.

"I don't want it."

Hearing her words, Xu Cheng shook his head, raised his hand, and a blue light enveloped Yu Luo's body.

If you say no, don't?

...

In the depths of Luoxuezong, Wu Tao and Qian Kesheng stood under a cliff.

Qian Kesheng took a deep breath and looked at Wu Tao beside him: "Brother, do you really want to do this?"

Wu Tao nodded, with a hint of sharpness in his eyes: "Of course."

"That kid's way of medicine can calm down Elder Shen Yuan, so he must be a real master."

"If this person becomes Yuluo's walker, are you willing?"

"Not just Yuluo, but the entire Luoxuezong."

Not reconciled.

Qian Kesheng gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Even if Yuluo is fascinated by him, I can't just watch Luoxuezong be given to outsiders."

"The Snowfall Sect can only be handed over to us direct descendants."

Wu Tao nodded and looked towards the cliff in front of him.

"Master Uncle has been in retreat for thirty years, right? There are not many people in the sect who still remember him."

"Based on Master's Uncle's cultivation, even Master and the others can't stop them all from attacking."

"Master Uncle is said to be the most protective person, defending the disciples of the sect."

"Let him know that people in the sect are fawning on outsiders, even disregarding the lives of their own disciples, so they will definitely attack."

Speaking of this, he paused, and sneered: "As long as the master uncle kills Xu Cheng, the Luoxuezong will still be the Luoxuezong."

"An outsider also wants to influence the general trend of my Snow Sect?"

After speaking, he strode forward, walked to the stone wall under the cliff, and knelt down.

"Uncle Master, disciple Wu Tao begs you to leave the customs."

"I, Snowfall Sect, am in great trouble!"

He kept shouting, his voice mournful.

Qian Kesheng knelt beside him and kowtowed until his forehead was dripping with blood.

"Om—"

About half a quarter of an hour later, there was a soft sound coming from behind the stone wall.

The two were overjoyed, and they cried out in pain.

After a hundred breaths.

"Boom—"

The stone wall exploded, and an old man in sackcloth with white hair and a white beard walked out slowly.

On the old man, there is a coercion that makes people unable to look up.

"Hey, after thirty years, I still can't take that step."

The old man shook his head regretfully, then looked down at Wu Tao and Qian Kesheng who were kneeling in front of them.

"Who are you under, why do you come here to knock?"

Qian Kesheng and Wu Tao looked at each other, and quickly began to speak in a miserable voice.

"Under Tao Zihe's door?"

"Second-level pharmacist, was expelled from the sect? Nonsense!"

"What the hell is Suyun doing?"

"Featherfall? Saintess? Saintess can be so reckless?"

The words of Qian Kesheng and Wu Tao made the old man's complexion even more gloomy, and he kept whispering.

When Qian Kesheng and Wu Tao made up the story that Xu Cheng slept in the residence of the saint and killed the disciples who knew about it, the old man was already furious.

"Damn it!"

"This is to ruin my Luoxuezong's family style, this is to sever my Luoxuezong's inheritance!"

The old man roared wildly, his voice shook the mountains and fields, and the clouds with a radius of hundreds of feet were stirred up.

At this moment, in the Luoxuezong hall and the surrounding mountain peaks in the distance, all the experts turned their heads away.

"Over there, is it, Uncle Master?" Ling Suyun was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed: "Uncle Master feigned death to retreat and break through the sixth level of congenital, why did he suddenly leave the seclusion?"

"If it breaks through, there will be a vision..."

She flew up and ran towards the valley.

Not far away, the Great Elder and the others also sensed it and rushed over.

It's just that they set off, and a manic aura rushed out, heading straight for Huafanju.

"Huafanju?"

"Uncle, what does he want to do?"

The Great Elder and the others were all stunned and exclaimed.

"That's, is that junior brother your disciple?" Suddenly, the second elder looked at the two figures following the white-haired old man, and said in a low voice.

The third elder showed a trace of bewilderment, and said in a low voice: "Wu Tao? Qian Kesheng? What are they doing?"

He had no idea what his two disciples wanted to do!

"Hmph, uncle is practicing in closed doors. If these two people mess up their cultivation, they deserve to die." The elder's face turned ashen, and then he looked in the direction of Hua Fanju.

"If there is any conflict between the uncle and that person, you two disciples are the sinners of my Snow Sect."

After finishing speaking, he flew towards Hua Fanju.

The others rushed over quickly.

"Qin Sanyang? Is this old monster still alive?" A trace of fear flashed across Bai Chen's face following behind the deacons and elders.

Thirty years ago, Qin Sanyang, the number one expert in Luoxuezong, claimed to be seriously injured, and quietly retreated to seclusion. The outside rumors all said that he was dead.

Although Luoxuezong didn't admit it publicly, they also acquiesced.

But at this time, this strong man who had been dead for thirty years actually appeared!

"Huafanju is the residence of the saint, and outsiders are not allowed to enter—"

In the direction of Huafanju, the voice of a female disciple came.

"Get out of the way, Master Uncle wants to see the Holy Maiden."

Qian Kesheng shouted loudly.

"Whoever it is—" Before the female voice could finish speaking, there was a surging halo flowing outside Huafanju.

"Don't let the old man go in?"

"The old man just demolished this dilapidated bamboo building." There was endless domineering in the old voice.

"The bamboo building was demolished?"

"You can try."

"I guarantee that if you demolish the bamboo building, I will use your bones to build it back up." Xu Cheng's voice sounded leisurely, and the voice reached everyone's ears.