I am doing construction in the cultivation world

Chapter 8 Huh?What about the girl doll?

The three of them walked for twenty miles, Tang Xiao held a plantain leaf to block the sun, and would have two mouthfuls of biscuits and two mouthfuls of water from time to time, without feeling tired at all.

Although Xiao Gao and Xiao Wang also used plantains to shade them, they were indeed thirsty and tired, and they dared not drink Tang Xiao's water, because it was so hot today.

Tang Xiao was still wondering how long the two of them could hold on before calling for a break, but he saw the two of them walking in front of them and fell to the ground without moving.

"Huh? Are you suffering from heat stroke?"

Just as he was about to step forward to check, he felt an itchy and sweet feeling in his throat, and his hands and feet began to feel numb. When he looked at the two people lying on the ground in front of him, their faces turned blue.

She immediately patted the storage bag and shouted:

"Corcelain Doll, China Doll, show me if there is any antidote in the bag. I may be poisoned."

Xie Wanying wanted to respond, she was fine in the storage bag, she had already found out about the family background of the little white-faced monk, and of course there was a detoxification pill.

But she couldn't respond. Just now she discovered that someone had blocked the space. Once the space was blocked, space magic weapons would not be used, and the storage bag would naturally not be opened.Unless her cultivation was suppressed or the ban was broken, she couldn't do this with a vengeance magic weapon.

When Tang Xiao saw that the storage bag was unresponsive, he opened the bag and poured it out regardless of the trouble, but nothing came out.

Tang Xiao's eyelids suddenly jumped wildly.

Eh?Eh?Eh?Where's my gear?
Did Xie Wanying run away with my property?Not so! !

An old whisper sounded in my ear:

"Huh? Have you already started practicing? You are indeed an old monster who took away your body and was reborn. You are already a cultivator in less than a day. If I let you practice for a while, I'm afraid I won't have a chance."

Tang Xiao looked for the reputation and saw an old man wearing a red Taoist robe walking towards him. He squinted at Tang Xiao and said lightly:
"Fellow Taoist, no matter what your previous cultivation level was, but now you are only at the first level, don't work in vain. Hand over the white porcelain resentful couple and the broken banner. Let's just expose the matter of killing my beloved disciple. How about this?"

The air pressure around the old man's body was quite strong, and Tang Xiao was obviously poisoned. His breathing was a little difficult at this moment, and he shouted in his heart that he was cheating. The problem obviously lies with the pretty-faced monk who has not transcended.

She has only killed one person in this world, probably because she got her information by means of asking spirits, otherwise how could she even know about breaking the forbidden banner.

Taoist Lianfeng is the elder of the inner sect who is at the pinnacle of the third grade of the Xixia Sect. A few years ago, he took in a talented disciple, Chen Deng, and succeeded in building the foundation in just five years.

Taoist Lianfeng has been stuck at the peak of the Hundred Refinements for more than a hundred years. Seeing that his longevity is approaching, if he cannot break through in the end, Chen Deng will leave him a way out, and he will have to seize his body and rebuild.

But now that Chen Deng was killed like this, he naturally wanted to find them. What's more, he learned two fifth-grade magic weapons from the soul of the dead disciple, so he had to get them back.

Maybe it can be exchanged for the secret method to help him break through the bottleneck.

The opponent did not annihilate Chen Deng's soul. It seems that either he has just been reborn as Chen Deng said and is not yet capable of annihilating the soul, or he has a big background and is not afraid of their Xixia Sect.

No matter which one it is, he must get those two magic weapons. He is about to die. If he is afraid of any disaster, he must be careful not to let the other party have the opportunity to send the news.

Borrowing the magic weapon that confines the space from his senior brother, he weighed the gains and losses and pursued him.

Looking at the weak Tang Xiao in front of him at this moment, he was overjoyed. With such a weak body, two fifth-rank magic weapons are at his fingertips. Maybe there are other good treasures hidden in this storage bag.

Tang Xiao naturally didn't believe that he could save his life by giving him something. He was afraid that he would die faster if he gave it to him.

After calling the system for a long time, the system pretended to be dead. Could it be that the system felt that it was too bad and wanted to change the host?
Yaoshou, isn’t it okay to be wrong?Come out quickly and protect me. If you survive this time, you must start practicing immediately. When your cultivation is up, you can do the task.Isn't it just a matter of staying at home and taking medicinal baths and practicing breathing techniques, but you also have to give me time to grow!
Taoist Lianfeng frowned when he saw that she hadn't answered for a long time. Do you want to struggle when you are so weak?

"Friend Daoist, the surrounding space has been imprisoned, so there is no need to struggle in vain. Bring the storage bag."

With a wave of his hand, Taoist Lianfeng wanted to grab Tang Xiao's storage bag from the air, and then directly kill Tang Xiao's soul to avoid future troubles.

At this moment, a flying sword whizzed by, almost cutting off Taoist Lianfeng's hand. Fortunately, he pulled back in time to avoid it.

Taoist Lianfeng looked solemnly at the direction of the flying sword, and saw a figure in a blue shirt appearing. It was indeed an ordinary-looking young monk with a square face who was wielding a sword.

The young monk glanced at Tang Xiao, turned around and said to Taoist Lianfeng:
"Fellow Taoist is from the Xixia Sect, right?"

As he spoke, he threw out a fairy rope and tied Tang Xiao behind him.

Tang Xiao didn't have the strength to resist at all the whole time. He watched himself fly up and down, and his head became more and more dizzy.

Taoist Lianfeng saw that he was only in the middle stage of the Hundred Refinements, yet he dared to come up and rob someone, and his face suddenly dropped like water:

"This girl took old things, no matter who you are, you can take them away, but you have to keep things."

The young monk looked at him expressionlessly, snorted coldly and planned to take Tang Xiao with his sword and leave.

Seeing that the other person's cultivation level is obviously not as good as his own, and he is so contemptuous, Taoist Lianfeng was also anxious, took out a black bell in his hand, and shook it.

The sound of jingling bells seemed to sound from the depths of the soul, and Tang Xiao, who was bound by ropes, was immediately sluggish, as if his mind had fallen into a quagmire.

The young monk stagnated, and at the moment of stagnation, Taoist Lianfeng had already thrown out small flags of restraint, sealing off the space in all directions.

By the time the young monk used the soul-suppressing talisman to recover, the power of the restriction had already been activated.

The young monk suddenly felt that the spiritual power in his body was difficult to circulate, so he patted the storage bag, took out a small human skin bone, and knocked on it.

The sound waves surged in circles, and Tang Xiao, whose mind was in a quagmire, suddenly burst his eardrums and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Taoist Lianfeng, who was coming across with a sword, was also shaken by the sound wave and backed up again and again, and at the same time threw a talisman.

The talisman rushed toward the young monk, was hit by the sound wave, and then boomed in front of the young monk.

The young monk's nose moved slightly, he quickly covered his mouth and nose, and opened a defensive barrier.

I saw the exploding smoke billowing in, quickly engulfing the young monk and Tang Xiao.

The severe pain from the rupture of the eardrum and the concussion of the inner palace woke Tang Xiao up, and then he was touched by a little bit of this highly poisonous smoke, and the skin felt a burning pain. Tang Xiao shuddered from the pain, but he couldn't even scream. nothing.

This is the fighting method of monks.Even if she has already stepped into the world of cultivation with one foot, and the third-level body training, fortunately, she is still complacent for a while... This is too good!
She didn't know where this square-faced monk came from, he looked like he was grabbing people casually, and he didn't give her any protection, as if he could just grab him back alive.

Blood trickled down his mouth and nose and onto the warm soil. Tang Xiao huddled behind the young monk, tears of pain streaming down his face, and he looked at the vast poisonous mist with blurred vision.

The world was deadly quiet. She knew it was because of her ruptured eardrum, and she was about to die on the second day of the opening game. Tang Xiao sighed in her heart.

I haven't seen anything in the system mall yet.

Eh?By the way, there are still three useless draws. Although they are all from supermarkets and department stores, are they all going to die and be left to the next host?Why?
So, extremely weak, she called the system in her heart to start the lottery draw, and the lottery turntable appeared in her mind as promised, and the huge turntable began to roll.

Tang Xiao's mind fell into chaos, and he gradually lost consciousness...

The young monk in the poisonous fog frowned, his spiritual power was getting more and more blocked, and he had to break the old man's restriction, but it would cost him a lot, so he put away his arrogance and said:
"Fellow Taoist of the Xixia Sect, I am the deacon under Master Hefeng. I came here on the order of Master Hefeng to tour and maintain the magical artifacts.

This magic weapon is a five-rank resentful puppet refined by a real person. "

The young monk followed the breath of the magic weapon and stayed at Ye's house for a while. He didn't even need to search for the soul. He just asked casually and learned the whole story from the servant who happened to meet him.

He chased her out and observed the female doll from a distance with his aura hidden for a long time. Indeed, he did not see her so-called master at all, but he sensed that the resentful spouse was in her storage bag.

He was still hesitant at first, but he saw that this old man in red came out halfway, and he turned out to be another person who Xiao wanted to complain about his spouse.

And the little girl's so-called master didn't show up at all, so he didn't want to wait any longer, so he just showed up and grabbed people and things back to hand over.

Who knew that this old Taoist of the Xixia sect would not give up, relying on a little bit higher than his own cultivation level, and getting entangled with himself, he had no choice but to report his own family, hoping that this old Taoist would be more interesting.

Taoist Lianfeng, who was outside the ban, turned pale when he heard this. He had naturally heard of Master Hefeng. He was a rare monk who had cultivated a fifth-grade golden elixir. His cave was located in Qilin County, south of Blind Mountain. There are twelve deacons under him, who are in charge of all the major and minor matters of Hefeng Zhenzhen's cave.

He is a third-grade, hundred-refined person, and even though he is at his peak, he can be crushed to death by Master Hefeng with just one finger. No one dares to covet his things.

This trash Chen Deng actually caused him to almost offend Jindan Daoist.

It's not that he didn't think about continuing to fight, killing the young monk, and then snatching the treasure. After all, he hasn't used up the backhands he prepared, and his cultivation base is still higher than the young monk.

But after grabbing it?
The fact that the young cultivator can catch up here means that Master Hefeng has a way to track down the porcelain puppet. It is okay to dedicate the white porcelain resentment puppet to the master, but when the time comes, Master Hefeng will come to the door and cause such a big trouble. He has no chance of breaking through the bottleneck secret method, and he has offended a golden elixir for nothing.

After weighing for a long time, he finally chose to give up.

Hmph, when I go back, I will refine the soul of Chen Deng, a scoundrel!

Thinking in this way, Taoist Lianfeng put away the small flag of prohibition, dispersed the poisonous mist, cupped his hands and said:

"It's old and rude, I don't know that this magic weapon was originally owned by the owner... However, there should be a broken forbidden flag in the girl's storage bag..."

As he spoke, he looked behind the young monk and was slightly startled.

Seeing his expression, the young monk also looked back behind him.

Huh?What about the girl doll?

(End of this chapter)