The sword energy left by Cai Guanxiang in the wound of the ancestor Zi Ling was like life, surrounding the wound. He could even see the metal-like luster flowing continuously, seeping into the flesh and blood. Every time he penetrated a little, the wound expanded a little, and new blood would flow out.

Only then did Zhang Zhexue realize that after practicing the Golden Pill, once he hurts the enemy, he can still keep his own sword energy in the opponent's wound in order to further hurt people. He just doesn't know if ordinary magic weapons can be achieved, or if they must be natal magic weapons.

Zhang Zhexue pressed his palm on the wound of Master Zi Ling, circulating the true energy, and rolling the sword energy attached to the wound. Unexpectedly, the sword energy could compete with Zhang Zhexue's true energy as if he had life. He could rush left and right in the package of the true energy, and struggled continuously, which made him unable to pull it out for a while.

After trying several times, Zhang Zhexue finally found a solution. He only grabbed a little sword energy at a time, and then wrapped it tightly, then thrust it outwards suddenly, then threw it behind him. The sword energy was thrown onto the stone wall, and shot into the stone wall with a whoosh, leaving a hole the size of a little finger on the stone wall.

After one success, the speed of extracting the sword energy increased faster. It took three incense sticks of time for the entire sword energy to be cleaned up. After the sword energy was cleared, Zhang Zhexue cast a small spell, condensed a stream of clear water, washed the wound for a while, then took out the gold-chuang medicine, and poured it on the wound like no money.

Master Zi Ling snorted by the severe pain caused by Jinchuang medicine, bit his teeth tightly, and a layer of cold sweat fell on his head.

"Senior, does it hurt very much?" Zhang Zhexue couldn't help asking.

"Nonsense, you can try it." Zu Ling snorted. Fortunately, the golden medicine was extremely magical. It hurt so suddenly. Then, the warmth came, and the wound was no longer painful.

Zhang Zhexue didn't dare to speak, so he closed part of the wound with two fingers, then found the fish bladder glue that specifically sutured the wound in the storage bag, applied it to the closed wound, then turned the true energy into hot air, and blew it on the fish bladder glue in one breath, and dried the fish bladder glue, which was considered to be the wound. The advantage of this is that the wound is easy to heal and will not leave scars on the skin.

The shoulders were quickly processed, and Zhang Zhexue turned his direction to Master Zi Ling's little butt.

He took a deep breath, calmed down his mood, reached out to lift up the hem of Master Zi Ling's clothes, revealing the white thick pants and a pair of white and tender jade feet. At this time, Zhang Zhexue discovered that Master Zi Ling did not wear shoes and socks. No wonder she didn't twist when she walked. It turned out that she was floating all the time. Only in this way, there was no dust on the exquisite jade feet.

After staring at the jade feet of Master Zi Ling, he finally pulled out the pair of jade feet from his eyes. Then he took a deep breath, reached out and gently took off Master Zi Ling's thick pants, retreated to his knees, looked down, and his heart couldn't help but jumped a few times. It wasn't how beautiful Master Zi Ling's little butt was. After all, a cross-spread wound was there, and the muscles were turned around, and the bones were also injured, almost revealing the bone marrow inside. No matter how beautiful the little butt was, it was not so beautiful. At that time, if Master Zi Ling's flying sword had not taken such a step, a stunning beauty would have died.

Zhang Zhexue condensed a stream of clear water to rinse the blood on Master Zi Ling's skin, and then began to extract the sword energy from the wound. The wound on Master Zi Ling's little butt was much deeper than on his back, so it took more time to remove it, and it took five incense sticks.

Two bottles of gold-cancerous medicine fell on the wound, and Master Zi Ling twitched again, but this time he did not shout. I guess he didn't want Zhang Zhexue to make jokes anymore, so he held on.

When Zhang Zhexue started to use fish bladder glue to bond the wound, Zi Ling's ancestor no longer felt pain, but was blown by Zhang Zhexue's hands and the hot air in his mouth. Her whole body was as red as cooked shrimps. After all, it was too sensitive and shameful, but there was no way, and she could only reveal it to others' eyes. She felt anxious and fainted again.

Zhang Zhexue quickly treated the wound. Before lifting Zi Ling's thick pants up, he couldn't help but take a few more glances. He even saw the ulterior motive of the place, and his eyes couldn't help but lit up, which was as smooth as jade.

After a long time, Master Zi Ling woke up slowly. When he opened his eyes, he saw that there was no one in front of him. After looking around, he could not see Zhang Zhexue. She knew that Zhang Zhexue was hiding out in order to avoid her embarrassment.

Without having to face Zhang Zhexue immediately, she breathed a sigh of relief. She lowered her head and saw a jade bottle placed in front of her. When she opened it, she found that it was a whole bottle of Jiuye Tianzhudan. She knew that this elixir was not passed down from Yunxiao Mountain. It was an excellent elixir for both practicing and recovering internal injuries. Although one or two elixirs were not very effective for her, an intermediate-level Jindan monk, this bottle was different. This bottle had a hundred elixirs.

Master Zi Ling sat up with difficulty and took a lot of effort to make herself sit cross-legged. This simple action that could not be simple also made her sweat. When the sword energy on the wound was completely removed, she would no longer have to spend her true energy to resist the invasion of the sword energy. As long as she could recuperate for a few hours, she could walk freely. It would only take about a month to repair internal injuries and external injuries. If she wanted to fully recover her cultivation, it would take at least three months.

Sitting cross-legged, Master Zi Ling picked up the jade bottle, poured out a Jiuye Tianzhudan and put it into his mouth. When the elixir melted in his mouth, a stream of true energy slowly poured into the dantian and meridians. Only then did she relieve her breath, closed her eyes and began to meditate.

Zhang Zhexue, who left the crack in the ground, did not walk far away. He opened up a place that could only accommodate one person sitting cross-legged, and then took pills to start healing his injuries. He helped Master Zi Ling heal his injuries for a long time, which deepened his internal injuries.

After three days of breathing, Zhang Zhexue vomited several mouthfuls of black blood in a row, which cleared all the hidden injuries in his body without leaving any hidden dangers. Then he took out the Jiuye Tianzhudan and began to repair the internal organs and restore his cultivation at the same time.

Four days later, Zhang Zhexue felt a spiritual sense scanned, and knew that Cai Guanxiang had not given up, so he actually followed him little by little. So he jumped into the crack of the ground, said to Master Zi Ling, took her jade hand, and used the Little Five Elements Escape Technique to escape back towards the way he came seven or eight days ago.

Cai Guanxiang noticed the location of Zhang Zhexue and Zi Ling's ancestors and flew over immediately, but after he walked through the cracks in the ground, Zhang Zhexue had long left Zi Ling's ancestors. Cai Guanxiang's spiritual sense could not detect a hundred feet underground, not to mention that Zhang Zhexue was moving forward hundreds of feet, so he had no way to detect it. So he followed the inertia of ordinary people's escape and searched further away.

Zhang Zhexue escaped for more than a thousand miles back, dug a dark hole on a mountain peak, leaving only a fist-sized ventilation hole. He also specially made the cave into a two-bedroom and one living room. Zi Ling Zushi had a room, and he himself had a room and a public hall.

This time, Cai Guanxiang stayed here for nearly two months before he noticed them, but when he opened the cave, Zhang Zhexue and Zi Ling's ancestor had already fled far away.

The location I found for the third time was closer to the place where I met Cai Guanxiang, and it was only hundreds of miles away.

This time, Zhang Zhexue dug a hole underground, which is dozens of feet deep.

Seeing that Zhang Zhexue dug up a temporary surviving person so deeply that he had not talked to Zhang Zhexue, the ancestor Zi Ling finally couldn't help asking: "It's just that I'll hide for more than ten days. At that time, my cultivation has been restored. Why do I have to dig such a big hole?"

Zhang Zhexue was busy looking at Master Zi Ling and smiled, "Senior, we were almost killed by them, don't you want to vent your anger? Seeing that guy was chasing him closely, I will find this place sooner or later. I will leave him a trap here. If Senior is willing to take some risks, we will have a chance to kill him here."

Master Zi Ling's eyes lit up and he asked, "What are you going to do?"

Zhang Zhexue put the last bit of residual soil into the storage bag so that he would pour it out when he went out. Then he pointed to the surrounding cave walls and said, "I buried hundreds of Yin Fire Thunders and Tianshaking Thunders in the above walls. If you have any secret method to hide the scent of Yin Fire Thunders and Tianshaking Thunders, then as long as he enters the cave, I will detonate these magic weapons. I think even if he is in the middle level of the Golden Pill, he will definitely be seriously injured. At that time, the entire cave collapsed. With my little five elements escape technique, this underground is our home court. If you want to kill him, you don't know if he is willing to continue chasing us!"

Master Zi Ling was extremely satisfied with Zhang Zhexue's strategy. No matter whether he was blown up to death, the cave would at least seriously injured him. At that time, he had all his cultivation and had a great chance to kill him and then chase the monk named Zhang. So he nodded and said, "I can't see that you are also sinister. Don't worry, he will definitely chase him. Otherwise, as long as I go back alive, it will be when the battle between the Ancient Sword Sect and the Juxian Sect began. My Ancient Sword Sect was not bullied and refused to fight back. He could not bear this responsibility. But how did you attract him into this cave?"

Zhang Zhexue rolled his eyes to Master Zi Ling. He had never seen anyone praise people like this before. He could not praise a word of intelligence or wisdom? He just wanted to use the word "silence". He was unhappy, but Master Zi Lin still had to answer: "I'll catch a monster, just about the size of yours. Kill it half to death, and then put your coat on the monster. You can use a little secret technique or something to turn the aura of the monster into your breath, and then add some blood. In this way, I think he will definitely come down to take a look."

Master Zi Ling asked, "What if he doesn't come down and just kills it with a flying sword?"

Zhang Zhexue smiled and said, "He can't bear to leave."

Master Zi Ling was angry and rolled his eyes.
Chapter completed!