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

A secondary pharmacist is very valuable.

A young second-level pharmacist with higher value.

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 his own, and even holds a grudge against his own sect, such a person cannot be kept.

The three elders nodded slightly, and looked at the direction where 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, were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other and turned to leave.

...

After half an hour, Zuo Yao walked out of Luoxuezong's mountain gate in a trance in a blue cloth gown.

He turned his head and looked at the tall courtyard of the Falling Snow Sect, his expression changed, and a look of resentment appeared in his eyes.

"Luo Xue Sect, today's revenge... I will definitely repay Zuo Yao."

Grinning 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 pace quickened.

"Come on!"

Someone drank lowly, then stopped covering their figure and rushed up.

Looking back at the figure who was chasing after striding, Zuo Yao's speed was a little faster.

But he is only a profound practitioner of medicine, and he is very common in martial arts, but after a while, he is caught up.

Zuo Yao let out a low sigh as he watched several people in black military uniforms surround him.

"Everyone, since you want to kill me, why cover up?"

"Luo Xuezong acted so bluntly?"

Zuo Yao looked at the masked people in black and spoke lightly.

"If you don't use it to trap us, you just need to keep your life." The leading man in black snorted coldly, stepped forward, and slashed the long sword in his hand towards Zuo Yao's neck.

Zuo Yao quickly stepped back, staggered under his feet, fell to the ground, his feet fluttered and dust swayed.

There was disdain in the eyes of the man in black, and he took a step forward and stabbed the sword in his hand.

At this moment, the eyes of the man in black who shot out showed pain, and blood oozes instantly from the mask.

"Dang--"

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

died.

Zuo Yao laughed and stood up.

The men in black around him all retreated in fear.

Zuo Yao's methods are really terrifying.

"What, take action." Zuo Yao strode forward.

"Isn't Luo Xuezong going to kill me?"

"You shoot!"

The more he yelled, the more the men in black around him dared not make a move.

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

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

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

As his voice fell, all the people in black around were trembling, their legs were weak, and they fell to the ground.

"If you guys just shot directly, maybe you can really kill me."

"Unfortunately, you dare not."

Zuo Yao raised his hand, and an empty medicine bottle was thrown to the ground in his palm.

The men in black all lay on the ground, breathless.

Zuo Yao sneered and strode forward. After only a few steps, his complexion suddenly changed.

Two figures stood in front of him.

No mask.

"Okay, okay, Falling Snow Sect really looks down on me." Zuo Yao's face showed despair, shook his head, and sighed: "Even the two true legends under the third elder have shot."

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

The two of them were expressionless, and the long swords in their hands were unsheathed and stabbed directly at Zuo Yao.

"Bam—"

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

The liquid fell on the rock, and the rock suddenly shattered.

A few drops flew back to Zuo Yao's hand and face, and immediately burned a large area of ​​red, swollen and rotten.

Wu Tao and Qian Kesheng stopped.

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 is not for ordinary people to speculate.

"Wait, the Falling Snow Sect killed a pharmacist, and it was still a second-level pharmacist. The news of this matter will inevitably lead to accountability from the Pharmacist Association."

"You Luoxue Sect, you can't take the blame!" Zuo Yao roared, throwing everything he could throw away.

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

The two were slow and slow, just a few feet away, the long sword was slowly oppressing, leaving Zuo Yao no chance to escape.

"Kuraga-"

Just when Zuo Yao's body was exhausted, Qian Ke's long sword slashed straight out, and a azure light cut off half of Zuo Yao's left arm.

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

"when--"

A sword collided with his long sword.

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

This sword light was extremely sharp, and 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. He quickly stepped back and stood back-to-back with Wu Tao, who had stepped back to the side.

"Let's go, we don't want to be the enemy of Snowfall Sect."

"This person, let's take it away."

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

"To take them away is to fight against my Luoxuezong!" Wu Tao growled, clenching his fists tightly, staring at the masked old man opposite.

"An enemy?" The old man raised his sword gently and pointed at Wu Tao: "You can try."

"If you really want to be an enemy, it's okay to kill the two of you more."

His words surprised Wu Tao and Qian Kesheng.

Yes, already saving people, killing two of them along the way is not a big deal.

It is not difficult to kill Wu Tao's combat power with one sword from this person.

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

Zuo Yao's arm was cut off, even if he has the skills of a second-level pharmacist, it will not be of great use in the future.

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

Watching the two leave, Zuo Yao, who had broken his arm, was covered in cold sweat and looked pale at the two who came to save him.

"Thank you two, what you want me to do Zuo Yao, just say it."

"My life is yours."

Zuo Yao gritted his teeth and lowered his head.

"Hehe, I don't want your life." The old voice chuckled, and then whispered: "You live well, and one day you can come back to take revenge."

Come back for revenge!

Zuo Yao raised his head and was stunned when he saw the two people who had taken off their hoods.

"Gao Mingchao?"

"Elder Bai Chen?"

"you……"

How can it be?

The people who came to save him were the elders of the Falling Snow Sect and the elite disciples of the direct line?

"Don't think too much. Killing people to save people is all for selfish desires."

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

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

Elder Bai Chen's words were extremely direct.

Zuo Yao nodded, hugged his broken arm and said in a low voice, "Okay, Zuo Yao swears that if there is a day when I can return to the Falling Snow Sect, I will definitely repay today's life-saving grace a hundredfold."

"Let's go, the elders in the door are coming." Gao Mingchao turned his eyes to the direction of Luoxuezong Mountain Gate and said in a low voice.

...

When the deacon elders came here, they found nothing except the corpse of the fallen Snow Sect disciple.

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

"Trouble is trouble. I don't know the origin of this saint's walk, so that Zongmen can give up such geniuses as Zuo Yao."

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

The other disciples who came along started cleaning the battlefield to see if there were any clues.

——————

Hua Fan was in the middle, Xu Cheng crossed his knees on the bamboo and wooden bed, and his body was full of fairy energy.

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 dissipated.

Yu Luo turned his head and looked at Xu Cheng, who was full of immortal energy. He was stunned for a moment, and then he muttered, "Brother Xu Cheng, you are still the Celestial Master after all..."

Heavenly Master.

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

He infused himself with the energy of the fairy spirit, and combined with the body of the Daluo Jinxian, the power surging in his body is already fairy essence.

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

Of course, his current cultivation base can't support one ten thousandth of his breath, and he will be drained.

"Don't be greedy for the red dust, hurry up to practice, and achieve the immortal way, so that you can live a long life and be at ease."

Xu Cheng looked at Yu Luo and spoke softly.

"Longevity, longevity, all of you are thinking about longevity..." Yu Luo pouted and turned his head.

"I don't want it."

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

Don't you say no?

...

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: "Senior brother, do you really want to do this?"

Wu Tao nodded, with a sharp look in his eyes: "Of course."

"That kid's medicine method is actually able to calm the elder Shen Yuan, so he must be a real master."

"If you let this person become Yu Luo's walk, would you be willing?"

"Not just Yu Luo, but the entire Snowfall Sect."

Not reconciled.

Qian Kesheng gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Even if Yu Luo is fascinated by him, I can't just watch Luo Xuezong being given to outsiders."

"Luo Xue Sect, you can only leave it to us these direct descendants."

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

"My uncle has been in seclusion for thirty years, right? Not many people still remember him."

"With the cultivation of the uncle of the master, even if the master and the others are all shot, they can't stop it."

"Master Uncle is said to be the most protective of short-term and sect disciples."

"Let him know that the people in the sect are flattering to outsiders, even disregarding the lives of their own disciples, and they will definitely take action."

Speaking of this, he paused and sneered: "As long as the master uncle takes action to kill this Xu Cheng, the Falling Snow Sect will still be the Falling Snow Sect."

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

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

"Uncle Shi, disciple Wu Tao asks you to come out."

"My Fallen Snow Sect, I'm in serious trouble!"

He shouted, his voice mournful.

Qian Kesheng knelt beside him and kowtowed his forehead until blood dripped from his forehead.

"Om-"

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

The two of them were overjoyed and even more so.

After a hundred breaths.

"Bam—"

The stone wall exploded, and an old man in sackcloth with white hair and 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 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 him.

"Who are you, why are you here to knock?"

Qian Kesheng and Wu Tao looked at each other, and hurriedly told the story.

"Under Tao Zihe's door?"

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

"What the **** is Suyun doing?"

"Yu Luo? A saint? A saint can act so recklessly?"

The words of Qian Kesheng and Wu Tao made the old man look gloomy and kept whispering.

When Qian Kesheng and Wu Tao fabricated Xu Cheng's night in the saintess' residence and killed the disciples who knew it, the old man was already furious.

"Damn!"

"This is destroying the style of my Fallen Snow Sect, it is to cut off my Fallen Snow Sect's inheritance!"

The old man roared wildly, his voice shook the mountains and fields, and the clouds in a radius of 100 meters were stirred.

At this moment, in the distant Falling Snow Sect Hall and the surrounding mountains, a strong man turned his head.

"Over there, yes, Uncle Master?" Ling Suyun was stunned for a moment, and then her expression changed: "Uncle Master Suspenseful Retreat Breaks Through Innate Sixth Layer, Why Did You Suddenly Exit?"

"If there is a breakthrough, 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 ran over there.

It was only when they set out that a manic aura rushed out and went straight to Hua Moranju.

"Turn into a mortal dwelling?"

"Uncle, what does he want to do?"

The Great Elder and others were stunned and exclaimed.

"That's it, that's Junior Brother, your disciple?" Suddenly, the second elder looked at the two figures behind the white-haired old man and said in a low voice.

The third elder showed a daze on his face, and said in a low voice, "Wu Tao? Qian Kesheng? What are they doing?"

He has absolutely no idea what his two disciples are trying to do!

"Hmph, Uncle Master retreats and cultivates. If these two people have messed up their cultivation, they should die." The elder looked ashen, and then looked in the direction of Huafanju.

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

After he finished speaking, he flew towards the Huafanju direction.

Others rushed over quickly.

"Qin Sanyang? This old monster isn't dead yet?" A trace of fear flashed on Bai Chen's face following the deacon elders.

Thirty years ago, Qin Sanyang, the first powerhouse of the Falling Snow Sect, claimed to be seriously injured and quietly went into hiding. There were rumors outside that he was dead.

Although Luo Xuezong did not admit it on the face of ~www.NovelMTL.com~, it also acquiesced.

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

"Hua Moran Residence is the residence of the Holy Maiden, outsiders are not allowed to enter—"

In the direction of Huafanju, there was the voice of a female disciple.

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

Qian Kesheng shouted loudly.

"No matter who it is—" Before the female voice could finish speaking, there was a surging halo outside Huafanju.

"Don't let the old man in?"

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

"Demolished the bamboo building?"

"You can try."

"I promise 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.