"Huofeng, I have rebelled against Qiankun Mountain." Nandou Jinxian said in a calm tone, as if that was a matter of course.

When Master Huo Feng heard this, he was completely stunned. He swallowed a few times and couldn't say a word.

The real person of Nandou, who has always been kind and does not fight with others, actually betrayed Qiankun Mountain directly?

Is it a temporary intention after breaking through the Daluo Golden Immortal?

Or is it a conspiracy that has been deliberately taken from the beginning?

Huo Feng Zhenren felt that his mind was messy.

"You can choose to follow me, or choose to continue to follow Qiankun Mountain." Nandou Jinxian said lightly, "If you choose to continue to be loyal to Qiankun Mountain, you can do it directly."

When words speak of this, they are already an undisguised threat.

Conquer people with strength!

The strong are respected!

This is the unchanging iron law of the world of cultivators today.

"I don't dare." Master Huo Feng responded immediately.

"Okay, then I'll assume that you are following me and give your life to the fire." said the Nandou Jinxian.

True Man Huo Feng's heart stuttered. He already had a fire of life on Qiankun Mountain. If he gave his fire of life on this time, once Qiankun Mountain knew about it, the fate would be to die.

But if I don’t offer it, the Fire Phoenix True Man would not have any doubt that the Southern Dipper Golden Immortal would kill him immediately.

The master of the current affairs was a hero. The real man Huo Feng gritted his teeth, his fingertips were on his chest, and a little bright blue flame was held in his palm, and he lowered his head and handed it out to the Nandou Golden Immortal.

With a wave of the Nandou Golden Immortal's hand, he put the Fire Phoenix True Man in the storage bag. "Don't worry, as long as you help me with this matter, I will bring back the Fire you placed in Qiankun Mountain."

"Xie Nandou Jinxian." Huo Feng Zhenren bowed and waited for the order.

"I want you to do two things. The first thing is to stare at these people and prevent them from leaving. If the persuasion is ineffective, directly kill them. When it really doesn't work, I will send a message to me." Nandou Jinxian said: "And the second thing is to look at this Shigui Mountain. If Liu Yutao appears again, notify me immediately."

The Nandou Jinxian said, and looked at Shiguishan with a serious look.

If something goes wrong, there will be a demon.

Nandou felt that this Shigui Mountain could not appear here for no reason. At this critical moment, he wanted to keep everything under his control.

Even though Liu Yutao was just a small shrimp in Nandou's eyes.

Injuring Murong Lingyue?

Murong Lingyue is just a rookie who has just entered the dryland real immortal.

"Affect the order." Huo Feng Zhenren said immediately.

He looked at Shiguishan suspiciously again, and Nandou flew back towards the land.

In the Xuanwu Cauldron, Liu Yutao held the glowing medium-grade magic weapon in his hand and waved it a few times, then tried to use the true qi to communicate magic weapon.

In the end, Liu Yutao confirmed that the dog-beating stick was shining, and it was still a dog-beating stick, and there was no big difference.

Just as he was walking around, Liu Yutao suddenly discovered that something seemed to be written on the wall of the Xuanwu Cauldron.

Martial arts secrets!

Liu Yutao was suddenly shocked. Isn’t it common in those martial arts novels? The protagonist is trapped in a place, and there must be a master who was depressed and unsuccessful in the past on that wall, leaving behind good things for future generations here.

A little excited in his heart, Liu Yutao held up the dog-beating stick to illuminate the light and stared at the words on the wall.

I watched it for a long time, but I didn't understand it at all.

Illiterate!

The words recorded here are crooked and can be seen clearly with every stroke of Liu Yutao, but as long as they get together, they will be completely confused.

This is not a circulating text in modern society, and it is also very different from all the fonts in the ancient civilization of the Republic.

If he couldn't understand the text, Liu Yutao began to look for patterns on the wall to see if there were any pictures and explanations.

Liu Yutao really found it!

There are two people depicting on the wall, obviously one man and one woman. They seem to be having some kind of interaction, which is more like indescribable communication between men and women than practice.

"Mao Dan! Who is so boring? Carve a little yellow picture here!" Liu Yutao sat on the ground angrily, not caring about it.

Most of the little yellow pictures are Xiao Huangwen. Liu Yutao cannot mention his interest at all. It’s not that he is self-disciplined, but that modern society is too far ahead in this regard. Liu Yutao has a sense of superiority that modern people despise ancient people.

"It's better to be honest and improve your strength." Liu Yutao said to himself, not caring about other things, just focusing on using his true energy to temper the dog-beating stick in his hand.

Just as Yang Gudao said before, magic weapons need to be tempered with their own true qi. Only when their true qi fits with the magic weapons can the power of magic weapons be better exerted.

Liu Yutao did not dare to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Xuanwu Cauldron, so he had to use his own true energy to temper the magic weapon.

"What a pity, the true qi of the Golden Pill Puppet comes from bacteria and does not have its own attributes at all. Otherwise, they could have made one more magic weapon." Liu Yutao said to himself.

Let the body temper the magic weapon here, and the golden elixir puppet Huo Yiran has also found an opportunity to steal the patient.

The man in front of him was about fifty years old. Because he did not have enough wards, he was placed in the corridor and had no family to accompany him. He was targeted by Liu Yutao at once.

When he walked over, the patient opened his eyes and looked at Liu Yutao, "Doctor, don't save me anymore, I don't want to live."

"Okay, okay, don't be afraid." Liu Yutao smiled slightly and patted the patient on the shoulder, "I'll be fine in a while."

Immediately, Liu Yutao took out the silver needle and started to treat the patient.

The patient's condition is terrible. The lungs, spleen, and small intestine all have different degrees of necrosis. Although it is not serious, it is very difficult to treat this disease in general, let alone the money needed.

Liu Yutao has seen many people in the hospital. He knows what the conditions are for returning home when he talks like this.

Parents who are unwilling to look at their parents' tired sons, husbands who are unwilling to look at their wives who are suffering, wives who are unwilling to delay their husbands, or parents who are unwilling to crush their sons will always raise their hands and surrender especially easily in the face of illness.

In this case, it is useless to persuade.

Only when the patient's illness is cured will they rekindle their desire for life.

He took out the Jiuniu Erhu Pills he carried with him, scraped off some powder with his fingernails and poured it into the patient's mouth, then poured a glass of water and drank it, and started acupuncture treatment again.

The effect of medium-grade elixirs and acupuncture is naturally outstanding. After Liu Yutao's operation, the pain on the patient's body has completely disappeared, and he fell asleep peacefully with his eyes closed.

"Okay, next one." Liu Yutao was ready to rub his hands.
Chapter completed!