Chapter 505 Traitor (22)

The young man on the side even screamed, stepped forward to support the old man and said, "Master, your eyes!"

In just a few breaths, the old man's eyes were completely burned, leaving only two dark holes.

Black blood continued to roll down from his eyes, but the old man's breath became longer.

Stretching out his withered hand, he grabbed the boy's arm, and then cursed angrily: "I'm already like this, please kill me quickly!"

"Master, don't get sick at this time! Get some rest quickly! I'll find a doctor for you."

"What doctor are you looking for? There are some trustworthy medical practitioners in the penal colony! Let me rest first."

"Okay Master. Just wait a moment, I'll be right back!"

Quickly walking into the cave, he shouted to the junior brothers and sisters inside: "Master is in trouble. Is there anyone who is willing to donate blood to heal Master? If you don't have me, you will come by yourself!"

"Senior brother, let me go first!"

"No, senior brother, I'll come first!"

"Brothers, please don't grab me. I am young and powerful, so I will come first!"

"I'd better do it first!"

When more than a dozen people couldn't breathe, a bowl of blood was taken out, turned into blood and fell into the hands of the young man.

Holding the blood to the old man, the young man said respectfully: "Master, this is the blood donated by the disciples. Master, please take it quickly."

"You bunch of fools..."

Sighing, the old man reluctantly took the qi and blood offered by his disciples. The blood dripping from his eyes finally eased, but it still did not stop.

But even so, the old man's complexion softened a lot, and he said weakly: "I can see that the catastrophe is coming, and the way of heaven has changed. The monks on the opposite side are more experienced, and the first batch of scouts have already arrived."

"The other party has sneaked into Kyushu, investigated the local culture, and then made corresponding plans."

"The leader of the other party... is terrifyingly strong. That person is probably already at the late stage of Nascent Soul. He can refine ordinary Star Lords at will, and can easily tear apart the space barrier. Just seeing the image of the other party's future makes me sad. Even at the cost of a pair of eyes, Daoxuan is no match for him."

At this point, the blood pouring out of the old man's eyes immediately increased.

If it was a stream before, it is a big river this time. The surging blood shocked the young man and said with a cry: "Master, hold on, I will bleed to save you right now!"

"They all say that you are idiots. At this time... that's all. You won't listen anyway. My time is coming, so I will help you again before I die. Take me to Kyushu, and then to the Refining Pavilion. There is a mixture of fish and dragons there. , is the first stop for the scouts. At that time, you can make appropriate contact with the other party to see if you can get some benefits."

"Master, you must not do this." The young man said immediately, "We are monks in this world, and we should serve the heaven in this world. We cannot do such acts of deceiving the heaven and destroying our ancestors."

"...Are you stupid! If you don't want to betray the way of heaven in this world, you can betray them! The decent people are in urgent need of relevant information now, so you can sell them at a good price."

"Oh, Master is right!"

Looking at the disciple who suddenly realized his enlightenment, the old man found that his disciple was good at everything but had a fatal flaw.

The moral limit is too high!

You are monks from the Xuantian Sect, why are you doing so high a moral bottom line!

Can't you be like ordinary Xuantian Sect monks, who kill and set fire as freely as breathing, and deceive teachers and destroy ancestors as smoothly as running water?

At this moment, the old man felt that he was really not suitable to teach his disciples, and all the good seedlings were taught crookedly.

Just when the old man was thinking about which link made the mistake, the five disciples who were nesting in the cave had already filed out.

Their ages range from sixteen to twenty, and their cultivation levels range from Qi refining to foundation building.

Knowing that they were about to go to Jiuzhou Weapon Refining Pavilion, they immediately walked out of their hiding spot and said respectfully to the old man: "Master, are we going to Jiuzhou?"

"I heard that all the decent monks in Kyushu eat raw livestock every day. Is that true?"

"I also heard that the people there have not gotten rid of vulgar tastes and actually have to eat every day. As a monk, it is really shameful to indulge in carnal desires."

"It is said that there are many lovers in the Refining Pavilion, and some of them are monks falling in love with mortals. I really don't know what kind of Tao they are cultivating and what kind of hearts they have set. Aren't you afraid of going to the stage of reincarnation?"

"There are still people who are addicted to those obscene sounds and young books. It is really sad to think that we were defeated by such things in the first place."

After appraising the Weapon Refining Pavilion, the group looked at the young man and said, "Senior Brother Qiu, when should we set off? I can't wait to criticize the decency!"

"Let's go now. Master's injury is serious and we must seek medical treatment at the Zhengpai. Over the years, I have saved ten spiritual stones, which should be enough for medicine, and I can live in the Refining Pavilion for a long time."

"Senior brother is great, I only have three spiritual stones."

"Both of me."

"I'm three and a half."

After gathering the scattered spirit stones, the twenty spirit stones were carefully kept by the eldest disciple Qiu Shaoyuan.

After biting his fingertips, Qiu Shaoyuan transformed into blood energy and wrapped his master and his junior brothers and sisters in blood energy.

I saw the red wind steaming up. Instead of having the unique fishy smell of blood, the blood-red wind carried a faint moral aura and carried several people flying towards the Weapon Refining Pavilion.

Along the way, they were careful, and if someone got tired, they would immediately replace each other. The six of them took turns, flying to Kyushu with their master, and arrived at a small town ten days later.

As soon as they stepped into the town, they were shocked by the scene here.

There is no white snow stretching for thousands of miles here, no bone-chilling cold wind, only endless green melon fields, growing freely in the sunshine.

Looking at the green watermelons, the group swallowed hard.

The fruits and vegetables in the exile area are ridiculously expensive, and they are an insignificant branch of Xuantian Sect, and they have almost no chance to enjoy good things like watermelons.

Moreover, the watermelons here are juicy and thin-skinned, which makes people salivate just by looking at them. The spiritual energy contained in them is even more exciting, and people can't help but imagine the taste of them.

After days of running around, the group has been hungry and thirsty for a long time.

However, just by looking at it, you can see that the watermelons here are absolutely ridiculously expensive, and they have to treat their master, so they can't waste them.

Seeing the disciple's mood, the old man couldn't help but scold: "You useless thing! If you were a disciple of Xuantian Sect, you would go grab it now! So many watermelons, it would be a waste if you don't grab them!"

"How can Master do this! These watermelons are not easy to grow, how can we do this!"

"If Xuantian Sect disciples don't do bad things, is it still Xuantian Sect?"

"That's true... Then we go eat a few watermelons, and then tell them frankly that we don't have money to pay."

"Big Brother is right! If the other party insists on asking us to pay, we will just do the work for them."

"That's right, it's really worthwhile to exchange our useless labor for watermelons."

Looking at the disciples who felt that they were very bad, the old man almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Traitors!"