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Seeing that Gu Tianhai could keep his promise, Ma Xiaoyao could finally let go of his hanging heart.

This time, I finally did nothing in vain, and got the chance to join the Kunwu faction.

After joining the Kunwu faction, you must practice hard and strive to break through the bottleneck and enter the innate realm as soon as possible.

"The two of you carry him down to recuperate, and give him some medicine." After explaining a few words, Gu Tianhai left, and he also took the three elixir.

The two men stepped forward to lift Ma Xiaoyao and left, their actions were rude, they didn't care about Ma Xiaoyao's injuries at all, these two men were Gu Tianhai's juniors, they were both masters in the innate realm, so naturally they didn't like Ma Xiaoyao, an acquired martial artist Well, even if Ma Xiaoyao is a martial artist of the tenth rank of Houtian, he still can't get into their eyes.

There is an insurmountable gap between Houtian and Xiantian. Although there is only one character difference, the strength is vastly different. A Xiantian master can easily kill a hundred Houtian tenth-rank masters. This is the gap.

Ma Xiaoyao was angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to explode, he could only hold back his heart, but he secretly swore that sooner or later, he would let these two men prostrate at his feet, relying on his breath to survive.

In the end, Ma Xiaoyao was placed in a simple tent. A few logs were inserted into the ground, and then covered with a piece of cloth to make it a tent. It was indeed simple enough.

"No, here is golden sore medicine, you can apply it on the wound yourself." The two men threw down a bottle of golden sore medicine, and left in a big way.

Ma Xiaoyao's face suddenly sank, asking him to apply the medicine?What a joke!Knowing that most of his wounds are on his back, where can he reach them?The two men were clearly trying to make things difficult for him.

Damn it!

You just wait for me, I will make you look good sooner or later!

After venting, Ma Xiaoyao began to apply the medicine himself. He had to bow his head under the eaves. His strength is low now, so he received poor treatment. Even if he was dissatisfied, he could only endure it.

After spending a long time, the medicine was smeared on the places that could be reached. As for the wound on the back... it was simply out of reach...

Now Ma Xiaoyao feels like a world of ice and fire, the wound with the medicine is cold and comfortable, while the wound without the medicine is hot and painful.

How to do?

Do you want to go out and beg those Kunwu sect disciples whose eyes are higher than the top and who are defiant?

Ma Xiaoyao was full of hesitation...

"Brother Ma, I heard you're back!" The door curtain opened, and a majestic man strode in.

Ma Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed: "Brother Xiong? You came out? When did you come out? Why didn't I see you just now?" It was Xiong Datou who came.

"I just came out of the barren mountain, and then I heard that you were injured, so I hurried over to see... why are you injured so badly?" Xiong Datou asked.

"Oh...don't mention it, I was attacked by two raptors on the way back, and I am lucky to survive." Ma Xiaoyao smiled wryly and shook his head: "Brother Xiong, you came at the right time, hurry up and help me!" I took the medicine, I couldn't reach the wound on my back..."

"Okay, no problem." Xiong Datou knelt down and began to help Ma Xiaoyao apply the medicine. He was very careful not to hurt Ma Xiaoyao.

After half an hour.

Xiong Datou put down the golden sore medicine: "Okay, I've put it all on. There's nothing else about it, but the wound on the back is bigger, but it doesn't matter, it will be fine after a few days of rest. By the way, brother Ma, you this time How many elixir plants were found in total?"

"I was lucky. I found three plants in total." Ma Xiaoyao said with a smile, "How about you, how many elixir plants did you find?"

"I also found three plants." Xiong Datou chuckled and said, "If I tell you something, you will definitely regret it."

"What's the matter?" Ma Xiaoyao blinked.

"Didn't you insist on finding the elixir last night?" Xiong Datou said, "After you left, I found a cave to rest. Guess what? I actually found two elixir plants in the cave. And they are all high-year elixir, do you think I am lucky?"

Ma Xiaoyao's face twitched uncontrollably: "You...you are so lucky...I have gone through hardships and narrowly escaped death to gather three elixir plants, but you are so good...you can find a cave to rest, and take the elixir I got it together...I...I really don't know what to say..."

"Are you envious of me?"

"envious."

"Are you jealous of me?"

"envy."

"Hehe... Actually speaking, I still want to thank you." Xiong Datou said with a smile.

"Thank me? Thank me for what?" Ma Xiaoyao asked suspiciously.

"Thank you for leaving alone." Xiong Datou said: "If you left alone, I will give you one of the two elixir plants I found..."

"..." Ma Xiaoyao was speechless.

"Why didn't you speak?"

"I have nothing to say to you."

"Don't, I was joking with you just now, come on, let's continue chatting."

"...Didn't you encounter birds of prey when you came out of the barren mountain?"

"No, I did hear a lot of raptors roaring, but I didn't encounter any... I was so scared at the time that I almost peed my pants. Fortunately, I was lucky and came out smoothly. gone."

"..." Ma Xiaoyao was speechless again, he really was so angry.

"Others are not as lucky as I am." Xiong Datou sighed suddenly: "I heard something from the disciples of the Kunwu Sect just now... There may be hundreds of Houtian warriors who entered the barren mountain this time, but those who came out alive... There were less than fifty, and everyone else died inside."

"hiss……"

Ma Xiaoyao gasped: "So many people died?"

"Yes." Xiong Datou nodded: "A lot of people died, and it's really a blessing that the two of us can come out alive."

Ma Xiaoyao's face became extremely ugly, more than half of the hundreds of acquired warriors died, this... this is simply too cruel... Could it be that the lives of acquired warriors are so worthless in the eyes of those innate masters?

"Forget it, let's not talk about these disappointing things." Xiong Datou shook his head: "Brother Ma, we will soon become senior brothers."

"Senior brother?" Ma Xiaoyao was taken aback for a moment, then came to his senses: "You also want to join the Kunwu faction?"

"Nonsense!" Xiong Datou glared at Ma Xiaoyao: "Of course I want to join the Kunwu faction. I am also a person with ideals, okay? I also want to be a natural master, okay?"

"Okay! We both joined the Kunwu faction at the same time, so we can have a support in the future. It's really good." Ma Xiaoyao nodded.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it gets dark.

Originally, Ma Xiaoyao wanted to rest for a night to recuperate his injuries, but this wish was doomed to fail, because Gu Tianhai and others had to rush back to the Kunwu faction overnight, Ma Xiaoyao could only drag his injured body to keep up, but fortunately, Xiong Datou Compared with righteousness, he took the initiative to rush on the road with Ma Xiaoyao on his back, which made Ma Xiaoyao very moved.

There were more than 300 Houtian warriors, only fifty survived in the end, and only a dozen of them picked three elixir plants, and the rest picked less than three elixir plants. These people were sent away after receiving some rewards The remaining dozen or so lucky ones followed Gu Tianhai and others to the Kunwu Sect.

Ma Xiaoyao lay on Xiong Datou's back, and sighed softly: "Three days ago, we were still gathering together to chat, but three days later, Yin and Yang are separated."

"Yeah, it's really cruel." Xiong Datou nodded.

"Brother Xiong, do you think the underworld really exists?" Ma Xiaoyao asked suddenly.

"Hell?" Xiong Datou was stunned: "Why do you ask this politely?"

"I'm just curious, where does the soul go after a person dies? Does it go to the legendary underworld? Or does it slowly dissipate between heaven and earth?" Ma Xiaoyao's face was full of confusion.

"Your question is too advanced, and I can't answer it." Xiong Datou shook his head: "If you want me to tell you, you think about too many things, isn't it tiring to live like this? Look at me, how simple my thinking is. Every day I except Practicing martial arts is to eat and sleep, and never think about those questions that cannot be answered. Over the past few decades, although I have not achieved much, I live a very happy life. In fact, many troubles are found out by myself. You can relax. If you think less about things, you will naturally have fewer worries."

Ma Xiaoyao's eyes were a little blurred: "Is it true that I think too much..."

"In the future, put your mind on cultivation and don't think about those messy things." Xiong Datou said: "If you think less, you will have less troubles. If you don't believe it, just try it and see if I'm right."

"I have been taught." Ma Xiaoyao nodded with a smile: "Brother Xiong's words made me understand a lot of truth, you are right, I just think too much, it is obviously a very simple thing You have to think so complicated, you are looking for troubles, you are looking for troubles."

"It's good if you can figure it out." Xiong Datou said with a smile: "Let's do one thing well."

"what's up?"

"After joining the Kunwu Sect, practice with peace of mind and strive to become a congenital master as soon as possible."

"Well, you are right, we must work hard to cultivate! We must not let down this hard-won opportunity."

"Let me sing you a folk song."

"Can you still sing?"

"I know a lot of things. In my hometown, I am called an all-round talent."

"Okay, stop talking, hurry up and sing, I'll give you a review."

"Listen well, I'm going to sing." Xiong Datou cleared his throat, and then began to sing a folk song loudly: "Little girl in the distance, my brother has taken a fancy to you, and I will go to your house to propose marriage tomorrow." , we will have a big fat boy next year...hehehe..."

"What are you crying and howling! Shut your stinky mouth!" Gu Tianhai's angry curse came from ahead: "Your singing is worse than a donkey's braying, you really don't know what it means!"

"Uh..." Xiong Datou blushed from choking and his neck was thick.

"Hehe." Ma Xiaoyao laughed, not because he wanted to laugh, but because he couldn't help it: "Brother Xiong, don't be discouraged, in fact, your singing is pretty good."

"Really?" Xiong Datou swept the look of despair on his face: "Are you telling the truth?"