Chapter 73 Ji Yao "Do you still remember Luohua Snow Mountain?"
“Tick-tock—”
“Tick-tock—”
The liquid fell on his forehead and made it wet. Xie Wuyang's eyelids trembled and he suddenly opened his eyes.
A small beam of light shone through the cave entrance and shone on his feet, allowing Xie Wuyang to barely see the layout of the cave.
Xie Wuyang pushed his hands back and fell into a puddle.
The rock wall was uneven, and there was a natural cave entrance. I didn't know how lucky I was that I happened to fall into the cave in the dense forest illusion.
Xie Wuyang used his spiritual power to dry his palms, straightened his clothes, lowered his head slightly, and walked towards the cave entrance.
As the light gradually grew brighter and he stepped out of the cave, a roar came from the forest, which seemed to have the power to destroy the world, and even shook the whole cave twice.
The branches and leaves fell down and covered the ground.
Earth-level monster.
Xie Wuyang paused, and almost instantly, he made a judgment on the level of the monster.
There are monsters stationed near the demon fruit.
Now that the monster is here, the monster fruit must be nearby.
Thinking of this, Xie Wuyang couldn't help but look at the layout of the cave again.
The cave was not big, but it was very deep and long. Xie Wuyang turned around and looked, and saw that it was pitch black as far as the eye could see, with no end in sight.
The roar of the monster did not seem to be for no reason, and it was quite angry and threatening. Perhaps it had bumped into other cultivators.
This demon fruit is so popular that he has to hurry up.
Xie Wuyang took out a talisman and stuck it on the rock wall at the entrance of the cave, then walked towards the depths of the dense forest.
…
Jungle North.
Amidst the flash of swords and the shadow of sabers, two monks, one in black and one in green, fought endlessly with the ferocious beast.
The monster was shaped like a giant python, its body covered with indestructible scales. It was about ten feet long, and its golden vertical pupils were fixed on the cultivator, looking extremely cold and eerie.
There was a "clang" sound, and a long sword flew out. The tip of the sword fell to the ground and penetrated three-quarters into the soil.
The black-robed monk spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
Seeing his teammates defeated, the monk in green pulled out a piece of talisman paper from his waist, bit his fingertips and drew a few strokes.
Pale golden spiritual power overflowed from the talisman paper, like a long silk thread, and circled towards the monster.
The moment the blue-robed monk touched the monster's neck, a flash of light appeared on his fingertips, and the spiritual line suddenly became hard and sharp from soft.
All the strings are playing at the same time.
Several dark rays of light flashed through the monster's pupils, tightly binding its neck.
The monster roared, swung its body, and hit the green-clothed monk in the abdomen.
His back hit the tree with a dull thud, and the green-robed monk tried to stand up by supporting himself on the ground, but to no avail.
At the same time, the strings at the fingertips suddenly tightened.
With a "clang" sound, all the strings were cut off.
The monster was unharmed, its pupils erected, and it swooped down with its bloody mouth wide open.
The blue-robed monk closed his eyes.
Just at this moment, a cold light broke through the wind.
Xie Wuyang leaped forward with a long sword in his hand and stabbed it into the giant python's mouth.
With a wail, blood spurted out.
Xie Wuyang drew his sword without hesitation and grabbed the green-robed monk by the collar.
He pressed his index fingers together and chanted sharply, "When yin and yang meet, the world changes."
The fallen leaves on the ground flew up rapidly.
The monster attacked again, broke through the barrier of fallen leaves, and rushed down with a roar.
When they were about to land, a burst of spiritual light gathered around the two figures.
In the blink of an eye, the wind stopped and the people disappeared.
The monster's head hit the ground and it howled again.
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The other side.
Xie Wuyang breathed a sigh of relief and loosened the collar of the green-robed monk.
"I never thought that there would be a cultivator so stupid as to prefer death to breaking the bracelet and leaving the secret realm." Xie Wuyang sneered.
The man in green sat slumped on the ground, shaking his head in pain. He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the hem of Xie Wuyang's clothes, saying with difficulty, "Xie Xianyou, please... please save the life of the cultivator who was traveling with me."
Noticing the green-robed cultivator's address to him, Xie Wuyang narrowed his eyes slightly and met his gaze probingly, "Friend Xie? Do you know me?"
"It's only natural that you don't remember me, my Immortal friend, since we just met by chance..." The green-robed cultivator coughed twice, "Do you still remember Luohua Snow Mountain?"
"You are..." Xie Wuyang looked him up and down, his eyes stopping at the monk's face, "Ji Yao?"
Ji Yao laughed weakly, "It's me. I know that my immortal friend saved me out of injustice, and it's unreasonable to ask for more, but I absolutely cannot abandon my companions to their lives. I am willing to repay Master Xie with a favor and work like a slave. I only ask Master Xie..."
Veins popped out of Ji Yao's forehead, as if he was enduring great pain. "Help me."
A pair of hands landed on Ji Yao's lower abdomen. Xie Wuyang put his index fingers together and quickly tapped the acupoints twice. "Your waist and abdomen are severely injured. If you continue talking, your Qi and blood will flow backwards. You won't even be able to save yourself."
"If I cannot protect my companion, I am willing to die here with him."
Xie Wuyang was stunned, staring at Ji Yao for a moment, then asked, "Is this the reason you haven't torn off the bracelet yet?"
Ji Yao turned his face away. "My senior brother was attacked by a monster and was unconscious. If I had left him, he would have died. He is my fellow senior brother. How could I abandon him in danger?"
Xie Wuyang inexplicably felt sympathy for Ji Yao, "Friend Ji, you don't have to work like a slave for me."
Ji Yao's eyes lit up, "Mr. Xie means..."
Xie Wuyang had a playful look on his face. "When I went there, besides that monster, you were the only one there."
Ji Yao stopped talking abruptly, and his eyes were filled with changing emotions.
His senior brother's injuries were unclear, and the monster was extremely powerful, so it was impossible for him to escape from under his nose.
It is estimated that before he fell into coma, he used his last breath to tear off the bracelet and leave the secret realm.
In short, I have done everything I could and have no regrets.
At worst, we can meet again in the future and just have less contact.
Thinking of this, Ji Yao felt much better and relaxed, and only then did he feel the burning pain in his abdomen.
The so-called saving people to the end is to send the Buddha to the west.
Xie Wuyang took out a few talismans with unique painting techniques from his waist and handed them to Ji Yao. "These talismans are different from each other. They are all offensive techniques that can save your life at critical moments."
Ji Yao shook his head. "Xie Xianyou has had a lot of trouble in the dense forest. The talisman paper is limited, and I think it will be of greater use to Xie Xianyou. I am not someone who doesn't value his life. Since I am seriously injured, I will not compete with Xianyou for the spiritual fruit."
Ji Yao took out the bracelet from his bosom, gathered spiritual power on his fingertips, and said in a gentle and polite voice, "Then... let's say goodbye."
The bracelet slipped and broke, and the Bodhi beads rolled twice on the ground, turning into points of spiritual light that wrapped Ji Yao.
Ji Yao's face was sometimes clear and sometimes blurry until it disappeared.
After Ji Yao left, Xie Wuyang stared at the empty space for a long time.
Meddling in other people's affairs was never his style, but for some reason today, when he saw a cultivator about to die at the hands of a demon beast, he subconsciously intervened. He even forgot about the demon spirit fruit.
Could it be that he has been in the Immortal Sect for too long and really wants to learn to be a good person?
Xie Wuyang pursed his lips, thinking that the monster was still nearby and the monster fruit was not obtained, so he forced himself to throw away the random thoughts in his mind.
After estimating the location of the monster, Xie Wuyang pasted a few more talismans in the cave. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he accidentally tripped over something when he raised his foot.
A fist-sized, red object rolled twice on the ground and stopped at the entrance of the cave.
Xie Wuyang looked closely and saw that this thing had three golden leaves on its head, which were uneven and covered with fine hairs.
Before entering the secret realm, the disciples had seen the appearance of the Demon Spirit Fruit.
Xie Wuyang even took it in his hand and studied it for a while, and was particularly impressed.
The thing in front of me is exactly the same as what I remember. Isn’t it the demon fruit that five hundred people fought for with their lives?
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