A quarter of an hour later, in a deserted grass nest outside Qingyaao, the yellow dog, with almost all of his bones broken, lay there crookedly like a dead dog. Several broken bones pierced out of his arms and thighs, and blood continued to flow out along the white bone fragments.

Many big green-headed flies buzzed around the yellow dog with malicious intent, approaching his wounds little by little. He couldn't escape a meal, and with such a large pile of living flesh and blood, how many offspring could these big green-headed flies happily reproduce?

A quarter of an hour ago, the yellow dog suddenly jumped up and punched the casual cultivator in the face.

The yellow dog's cultivation level is very low. He practices inferior martial arts from the mortal world, not the body-building methods of cultivators. However, the yellow dog's arms have a strength of eight or nine thousand kilograms. Otherwise, how could he carry the spiritual deer back to Qingyaao?

The body-building method practiced by that casual cultivator was also inferior. The strength of his physical body was only about 70,000 to 80,000 kilograms, not even the strength of a dragon.

The yellow dog punched him in the eye, causing him to go black in the pain. He staggered back two or three steps and almost fell to the ground. Another casual cultivator at the city gate burst out laughing: "Ah, a tiger was bitten by a wild dog?"

It was this laugh that made the beaten cultivator suddenly attack, and he beat the yellow dog so hard that all the bones in it were almost shattered.

If people had not started entering and leaving the city gate, many people had witnessed the entire process. Huang Quan was also a well-known hunter in Qingyaao. If this casual cultivator had not gone too far, Huang Quan would have been beaten to death.

Even so, the yellow dog was thrown into this grass nest to fend for itself.

"Fuck!" The yellow dog felt severe pain all over his body, his vision went dark, and his body felt cold. He lay in the grass nest, watching the big green-headed flies happily flying on his wounds, his mind in a mess.

The uneducated and ignorant Huang Quan muttered to himself in a low voice: "What kind of logic is this? It doesn't make sense! My spirit deer... my body-tempering pills... how can you take them all? It doesn't make sense... The city gate tax is only one tenth of the total, there is no reason to take it all!"

The yellow dog muttered to himself in a daze, and his body began to twitch slowly due to blood loss.

In particular, his internal organs began to cramp and severe pain came over him. Everything went dark before his eyes and he was on the verge of death.

Light footsteps were heard, and an old but powerful voice rang beside the yellow dog's ear: "What's the reason? Because you are too weak... What's the reason? Because they are strong... What's the reason? Because they have the support of the Southern Heavenly Court behind them!"

The yellow dog's broken jaw was moved open, and a stream of clear liquid poured into his mouth.

The juice emitting a strong medicinal aroma quickly turned into a hot stream and rushed into the yellow dog's body. The powerful medicinal power spread, and fresh plasma quickly appeared in the bone marrow, flowing rapidly throughout the body along the blood vessels.

The severe pain disappeared, the pain was relieved, the darkness in front of his eyes dissipated, and vitality returned to the yellow dog's body.

The yellow dog opened his eyes blankly, and saw an old man in a green cloth robe, with white hair and a long beard hanging down to his belly. He looked pure and had an immortal look. He was squatting beside him, slowly stroking his broken bones with both hands and lightly putting them back in place one by one.

Heat flowed rapidly through the broken bones, and the yellow dog could faintly hear a 'cracking' sound coming from within his body, which was the sound of the bones healing rapidly.

His whole body was warm, especially the old wound three years ago. The old waist that was hit by the demonized wild boar was burning like fire. His whole body seemed to be soaked in boiling water, but it was not hot at all. It was warm and comfortable.

A powerful force gradually grew in his body, and Huang Quan vaguely felt that some changes were taking place in his body that he could not understand.

"Old...Father-in-law!" The yellow dog looked at the old man tremblingly.

Although he had little experience, Huang Quan had heard the hunters of the big hunting groups describe the feelings after taking various pills. Even the best body-hardening pills only made the stomach burn like drinking old wine. How could it be compared to the feeling of the whole body burning and the heat running all over the body like a big snake?

What the old man gave him to take was clearly a panacea that was much better... much better... many times better than the Body Tempering Pill!

This panacea is a treasure that cannot be exchanged even for the yellow dog.

The yellow dog stared at the old man blankly, not knowing what to say. With his knowledge, his insights, and his simple and straightforward mind, he didn't know what to say at this time.

He felt nervous, embarrassed, and uneasy.

How could such a treasure be used on him? Although it saved his life, Huang Quan felt very simple and honest that his life was not worth this price.

"I am Taiping Jiu, the disciple of Taiping Zhenren. I follow the Zhenren's orders to travel the world, accumulate good deeds, and make friends with all those who are destined to meet me." The old man smiled and nodded to the yellow dog.

Huang Quan felt warm in his heart. The old man's gentle, loving, and enthusiastic smile reminded him of the smiling faces of his father and mother many years ago when he was young and could only remember things...

They had been dead for many years, and Huang Quan could not remember their images even in his dreams.

But the old man's smile inexplicably reminded him of his parents, and the most carefree, warmest and happiest years of his childhood.

"Father-in-law!" The yellow dog suddenly wanted to cry, and then his eyes were filled with tears.

"You are the one destined for me... You are a good child, you should not be wronged and bullied like this." The old man Tai Pingjiu looked at the yellow dog seriously and said in a deep voice: "What those people did is not good. It is unfair. It is unfair to a good child like you."

"Taiping Zhenren established the Taiping Sect in order to seek justice for the people of the world who suffer from injustice and to create a peaceful world." Taiping Jiu pointed at a team of heavenly soldiers flying slowly across the sky and said in a deep voice: "If these heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals cannot give justice to the people of the world, then we will use our fists and our swords to create a peaceful world!"

"Nantian is dead, Taiping should be the heir!" Without waiting for Taipingjiu to digest his words - to be honest, Huang Quan couldn't digest Taipingjiu's words either.

Tai Ping Jiu pulled up the yellow dog and looked into his eyes seriously: "You are my destined person. Are you willing to become my disciple and seek justice for all the wronged people in this world?"

The yellow dog stared blankly at Taipingjiu's warm and gentle eyes, then fell to his knees with a thud.

In the vast Wuliang Mountains covering billions of miles, at the moment when the yellow dog knelt down, at least tens of thousands of people knelt on the ground at the same time.

At the same time, there are more "teaching disciples under the seat of Taiping Zhenren" walking in Wuliang Mountain, earnestly and patiently looking for their destined people.

The heavenly soldiers and monks of the Southern Heaven flew high above, not noticing at all that a tiny spark was flickering in the weeds below.