Yang Lan'er felt that she was just being pressed down and unable to move just now, but now she was startled, as if someone had seen through her from head to toe, inside and out, which made her extremely uncomfortable.
Yang Lan'er knew in her heart that the person behind her was using his spiritual sense to "watch" her, as if to determine whether she was dangerous. However, this feeling of being "watched" was really annoying!
Yang Lan'er had no choice but to endure it. She didn't know why a young cultivator like her would be in danger. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she clearly felt that her spiritual consciousness paused, as if she had seen something unexpected.
Yang Lan'er frowned, but she was not worried that the space would be discovered. The level of the earring space was not something that ordinary people could see, even high-level cultivators.
Sure enough, after that meal, the spiritual consciousness was actually retracted, and Yang Lan'er suddenly felt the pressure relieved, as if she was fished out of the water.
"If you make a sound, I'll kill you!" A cold voice came from behind, which also cleared up Yang Lan'er's doubts.
Just say it, she is a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, what threat is there? After all this time, she was the one who led the person here, and she just noticed that the person was injured.
Yang Lan'er nodded repeatedly, not daring to look back at all, and prepared to leave with stiff hands and feet.
But after taking two steps, the voice behind him became even colder: "Who told you to leave?"
Hearing this, Yang Lan'er wanted to cry but had no tears. Why didn't she let people go? Didn't she lead them here? Moreover, she didn't even see their faces!
After a long silence, the voice seemed a little angry, but still cold: "Turn around."
Yang Lan'er was in tears. She didn't want to turn around to look. If she did, wouldn't she be unable to leave?
Unfortunately, in this situation, she had no choice. Yang Lan'er turned around slowly, with a conflicted expression, as if she wanted to cry but had no tears.
What caught my eye was a clear-looking man, half leaning against a tree trunk. His face was a little pale, but it did not affect the three-dimensionality of his facial features, as if they were carved by a knife and an axe. His dark eyes had perfect contours, and seemed to have a kind of demonic nature that made people easily addicted.
Even though he was languid, his slender body exuded an invisible dominance, like someone who had been in a high position for a long time, with a kind of intimidation coming from within. Even though he was injured now and looked a little embarrassed, he was still high and mighty, and people couldn't bear to look directly at him.
Yang Lan'er appeared calm on the surface, but secretly took a deep breath. This man was just like his voice, overbearing and accustomed to ordering others around. Most importantly, she had seen many handsome men and beautiful women in the world of cultivation recently, and she couldn't help but sigh that this man was good-looking and could easily attract people's hearts.
For this reason, Yang Lan'er couldn't help but start to think, could such an outstanding man be one of the heroine's lovers? Her luck can't be that bad!
The man's eyes fell on Yang Lan'er's face, and he seemed to be looking at her very seriously and carefully. Then, as if it was Yang Lan'er's illusion, he said in a cold and commanding tone: "What's the situation outside?"
Yang Lan'er glanced at him a few times but didn't dare to look at him any more. No matter how good this man looked, she still felt that he was not as attractive as Qin Muyan.
Well, Yang Lan'er, who had this idea, had never considered it at all. What kind of mentality is this?
"All the major sects have joined forces to block off the Ten Thousand Poison Mountain. Those who go out need to be checked. There's already a very long line. I'm here to wait in line." Yang Lan'er explained simply.
She knew what this man wanted to know. If there was no guess, this man must be the Jindan cultivator who was hunted by thousands of people and was rumored to have obtained a rare treasure, Jin Huanwen! Thinking of this, Yang Lan'er couldn't help but smile bitterly. Her luck was really not that good.
I clearly saw Jin Huanwen fleeing into the mountains, so how could he appear here on the outer edge? No wonder he dared to be so relaxed at this moment, as if the masters chasing him had all gone into the mountains.
Jin Huanwen's eyes darkened, but he didn't say anything. He closed his eyes and began to heal his wounds.
Being left out in the cold, Yang Lan'er was confused. Why did this guy let her stay? Was he just trying to prevent her from leaving and calling for help, thus exposing herself? Since Jin Huanwen wanted to hide, Yang Lan'er naturally didn't dare to light a fire to cook. She touched her hungry stomach and realized that she had no choice but to endure it.
Jin Huanwen maintained that posture motionless. In the middle of the night, when Yang Lan'er was a little drowsy and dozing off, he opened his eyes and looked speechlessly at the sleepy woman opposite him.
Is this woman just too careless? Or is it something else? Now she is still the grasshopper in his hand, how can she be so relaxed and still sleep?
While dazed, Yang Lan'er felt something rushing towards her. She reached out to grab it reflexively and was immediately awakened.
Looking down, he saw a jade bottle in his hand, which contained elixirs, and he couldn't help feeling a little confused.
"Watch your stomach."
Jin Huanwen's distinctive cold voice came to my ears.
Yang Lan'er came back to her senses, looked up at Jin Huanwen who had closed his eyes again, opened the bottle and ate a pill, a fasting pill. One pill would keep her from feeling hungry for a month.
In this regard, we can only say that the Bigu Pill is powerful. If it appears in the secular world, it will definitely be snapped up by people, which will save a lot of food! In reality? Haha, even if the cheapest spiritual herbs used to refine Bigu Pills are sold, it will not only last for one person for a month! Moreover, as long as the cultivator reaches the Bigu period, the spiritual energy in the body circulates, and he does not need to eat.
Therefore, this elixir is only needed by cultivators below the Qigong stage and is purely a luxury consumable.
Therefore, the Bigu Pill is only the lowest level among the second-level pills, but Yang Lan'er has never refined it before. It uses a lot of spiritual herbs and they are not cheap. She feels it is not cost-effective and has always classified it as unsuitable.
However, why would a Jindan monk keep so many Bigu Pills? This bottle has 100 pills. Could it be that they were left over from the past?
Yang Lan'er thought quickly and put the bigu pill into the storage bag without hesitation. If she didn't eat it in the future, she could sell it! Who doesn't like something for free? The man in front of her had already lost his killing intention. Yang Lan'er was not afraid. She couldn't escape anyway, so she might as well stay calm and let it go.
However, what surprised Yang Lan'er was that this person was actually a demon cultivator. No wonder he had such an evil charm that could bewitch people.
It’s not that this person looks evil, but his temperament is more obvious and magnified because of the willful characteristics of a demon cultivator.
In today's world of cultivation, those who cultivate immortals and those who cultivate demons coexist. Although there is the annoying situation that immortals and demons cannot coexist, they can still compete with each other.
If you look at the top ten sects, you can see that the ratio of those who cultivate immortality to those who cultivate demons is about 50-50, and you can tell that they are all equally capable.
Generally speaking, although there is no harmony between the immortals and the demons, it has not yet reached the point where they kill each other on meeting. Not only are there insidious cultivation methods in the demon sect, there are also scums in the immortal sect, so they are just a minority.