I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

Under the setting sun, west of Yuhua Sect, dozens of miles away, in a weedy wilderness.

Two figures, one in front and one behind, were walking along a remote mountain path.

Du Changqing, who was walking in front, looked back from time to time, looking at Zhao Heng who always kept a distance of ten feet from him, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Junior Brother Zhao, why are you so far away from me?"

Zhao Heng smiled awkwardly and said, "Senior Brother, I have a strong smell of sweat on my body, I'm afraid of fuming you."

He silently said in his heart: "The first rule of persecution delusion is that in an unknown environment, you must keep a safe distance from your companions."

Du Changqing nodded and smiled again: "Then you don't have to follow me all the time, it's not convenient to talk."

"Senior Brother, you are familiar with the route, it's more appropriate to walk in front."

Zhao Heng said in his heart: "The second rule is that you must never expose your back to others!"

Seeing Zhao Heng's insistence, Du Changqing didn't say much, and the two hurried all the way, and finally arrived at the foot of Niujiao Mountain before dusk.

Looking at the dangerous mountain peaks that stood tall like a pair of horns, Du Changqing turned back to look at Zhao Heng.

"Junior Brother Zhao, it's getting late. Niujiao Mountain is too dangerous at night. Let's find a place to rest for a night at the foot of the mountain and go up the mountain tomorrow."

Zhao Heng nodded in agreement, and then the two found a cave near the foot of the mountain and made a fire inside to stay overnight.

The two sat opposite each other by the campfire, and Du Changqing took out a bag of dry food and shared it with Zhao Heng.

Zhao Heng took the dry food, put it in his arms first, took it out again, and ate it slowly.

Seeing Zhao Heng eating the dry food, Du Changqing's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he talked to Zhao Heng with interest.

During the conversation, he took out two wine bags and handed one of them to Zhao Heng.

"Junior Brother Zhao, drink some wine to warm your body."

Zhao Heng hesitated for a moment, reached out to take the wine bag, but suddenly looked at the cave entrance and shouted.

"Who is it?"

Du Changqing was startled by the voice and looked back, but found nothing.

"Junior Brother Zhao, what did you see?".

Zhao Heng was embarrassed again, "Senior Brother, I mistook your shadow for someone else."

Du Changqing breathed a sigh of relief, quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, turned around and saw Zhao Heng had picked up a wine bag and started drinking.

Looking at the location of the other wine bag, Du Changqing curled his lips, took the wine bag, and drank heartily.

The two ate dry food and drank wine for a quarter of an hour.

Du Changqing, who was slightly drunk, took a sip of wine, lowered his head, and said something out of the blue.

"Junior Brother Zhao, have you made a fortune recently?"

Zhao Heng's expression froze slightly when he heard this.

"Is Senior Brother Du drunk? How can I make a fortune?"

Du Changqing suddenly sneered, and his dark and thin square face, under the reflection of the fire, was actually a little ferocious.

"Junior brother, are you still trying to hide this from me? In the past month, you went to the Merit Hall seven times and bought hundreds of black crystals of body-hardening potions.

Junior brother, if you hadn't made a fortune, where would you get so many black crystals?"

Zhao Heng's face changed again.

"Are you following me?"

Du Changqing stood up suddenly and stared at Zhao Heng.

"Junior brother Zhao, you and I are from the same school, and we have a good relationship on weekdays. If you lend me a hundred black crystals, I will definitely return them to you as long as you pass the miscellaneous assessment."

Zhao Heng's eyes narrowed slightly.

"What if I don't lend it?"

Du Changqing's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

"Don't lend it? Junior brother, you have to think clearly. This is Niujiao Mountain, where wild beasts are rampant. It's normal to have some accidents.

What's more... Junior brother, you have been poisoned. Without my antidote, you will definitely die!

"Poisoned?"

Du Changqing said proudly: "Junior brother, have you forgotten the dry food you just ate? "

Hearing this, Zhao Heng showed a playful look on his face, and took out a bag of dry food from his pocket.

"I just ate my own dry food, this is yours."

"You..."

Du Changqing was stunned for a moment, but then sneered: "But you also drank my wine."

The smile on Zhao Heng's face became even stronger.

"I did drink your wine, but... I drank your share."

Du Changqing was stunned when he heard this.

Suddenly, he remembered that the other party used a shadow to attract his attention before, making his sight away from the two wine bags.

"You...you changed my wine?"

The next moment, Du Changqing suddenly felt a cramp in his abdomen, and his internal organs were like being burned by flames.

He hurriedly took out a pill from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, and the pain in his body subsided slightly.

"How do you know that I will poison you? "

Du Changqing looked at Zhao Heng in shock and anger. He didn't know where he had revealed his flaw.

Zhao Heng didn't answer this question because he didn't see the other party's flaw.

All his behaviors were caused by his own "illness".

In the eyes of people like him, anyone could harm him. He only believed in himself!

Seeing Zhao Heng silent, Du Changqing's face finally twisted.

"Zhao Heng, I'll give you another chance. Give me all the black crystals on you, otherwise, I'll kill you immediately!"

Facing Du Changqing's threat, Zhao Heng stood up calmly and looked at the other party.

"Can you... kill me?"

"You're looking for death!"

Du Changqing's eyes were filled with hostility. He suddenly grasped a dagger in his hand, took a step, and stabbed Zhao Heng's neck fiercely.

He has been in the fifth level of the Tempering Realm for more than half a year. He is confident that he can kill Zhao Heng, a rookie in the fourth level of the Tempering Realm, without any effort.

However, when Du Changqing's dagger came, Zhao Heng on the opposite side did not dodge or avoid.

He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Du Changqing's palm accurately, causing the dagger to hover in the air and unable to move forward.

"What!"

Du Changqing was shocked and stabbed again, but was clamped by a huge force in Zhao Heng's hand and could not move at all.

Without waiting for Du Changqing to make any other reactions, Zhao Heng's palm suddenly tightened.

"Crack, crack!"

Du Changqing's palm was directly deformed by him and his bones were broken.

"Ah...!"

Du Changqing just screamed, Zhao Heng punched him in the chest, knocking him back and spitting blood, rolling on the ground.

"You... you have been promoted to the sixth level of the Tempering Body Realm, how is this possible!"

Du Changqing's face was pale and he screamed.

Zhao Heng walked forward expressionlessly and was about to "finish off" the other party.

But at this moment, the hole that was originally blocked by stones was suddenly kicked open by someone.

"Hua La..."

A young man wearing the uniform of a servant disciple of Yuhua Sect, with a gloomy face and long eyebrows, strode into the cave.

Looking at Du Changqing who was lying on the ground, the man grinned and sneered.

"You can't even deal with this kid, Du Changqing, you are really a waste!"

Seeing the newcomer, Du Changqing and Zhao Heng were both surprised.

Zhao Heng recognized at a glance that this person was a thug beside Deacon Liu, named Deng Xing, who had the seventh level of the Tempering Body Realm.

It was this man who killed the original owner of Zhao Heng's body.

"Brother Deng, save me!"

Du Changqing didn't care why Deng Xing appeared here, and hurriedly called for help.

Hearing this, Deng Xing smiled strangely.

"Hehe...save you?"

"Shua!"

Suddenly, Deng Xing raised his leg and kicked Du Changqing's throat like lightning.

"Bang!"

"Ugh...!"

Du Changqing covered his collapsed throat with his hands, widened his eyes, and fell to the ground and died.

After doing all this, Deng Xing slowly looked at Zhao Heng with a grim tone.

"Zhao Heng, Deacon Liu suspected that you colluded with the devil and harmed your fellow disciples, so he sent me to follow you all the way.

Now that you have killed Du Changqing, there are witnesses and evidences, what crime should you be charged with?"

Seeing this, Zhao Heng didn't understand that Deng Xing was sent by Deacon Liu to kill him and Du Changqing.

It is estimated that Deacon Liu's Xuanjing was stolen, and he was eager to make money, so he came up with a cruel trick of killing and robbing.

But the other party would never have thought that the bag of Xuanjing had actually fallen into his hands, so they found the right person.

Facing Deng Xing's frame-up, Zhao Heng did not defend himself, but asked, "Besides you, are there any other people here?"

Deng Xing was stunned when he heard this, and then said disdainfully, "Do we need other people to deal with you two losers?"

"Oh... So it's just you, that's good!"

Zhao Heng nodded, suddenly leaped like a leopard, pounced in front of Deng Xing, and used a black tiger to dig out the heart.

Deng Xing was startled, and suddenly raised his elbow and pressed his palm.

The two of them collided and hit each other, and their bodies shook at the same time, neither of them gave in.

"Seventh level of the Tempering Body Realm?" Deng Xing looked shocked.

But as the two of them exchanged more than a dozen moves, Deng Xing suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"No, you are at the sixth level of the Body Tempering Realm!

What a strong Qi and blood power! Didn't you practice the Qingsong Jue? How could you have such a domineering power to counter my seventh level of Body Tempering?

Zhao Heng didn't waste any words with him and attacked frantically.

Seeing that ordinary moves had no effect on this man, Zhao Heng's mind emerged with moves from the Thirty-Six Strategies of Saving Life.

He stabbed the throat, kicked the crotch and kicked the abdomen... Various dirty moves were used in succession, and he almost succeeded several times, forcing Deng Xing to be in a panic, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Boy, you are too shameless!"

"You are shameless to bully the weak!"

Zhao Heng took advantage of the situation and continued to attack.

Deng Xing finally couldn't bear it anymore.

When Zhao Heng approached again and used a move of "eye digging and crotch kicking".

"Stone Splitting Fist! "

Deng Xing suddenly sank his body, and his fist was like a meteor, hitting Zhao Heng's chest first.

Feeling the power of the opponent's punch, Zhao Heng was shocked and had no time to dodge, so he crossed his arms to block.

"Bang!"

Being hit by this punch, Zhao Heng's arms were numb, staggered backwards, and his blood was surging like a tide.

Before he could stabilize his body, Deng Xing's second punch was in front of him.

Although Zhao Heng tried his best to dodge, he was still hit in the shoulder. His body flew backwards and hit the stone wall, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Cough cough..."

Zhao Heng's face flushed, and he suffered internal injuries.

Deng Xing on the opposite side was joking, "Haha... I have some tricks, but unfortunately, I have practiced martial arts, and you are not my opponent. "

"Martial arts! "

Zhao Heng's face showed a look of realization. Martial arts can make warriors burst out with amazing fighting power.

For warriors of the same level, warriors who have practiced martial arts have an absolute advantage, not to mention that the other party's cultivation is higher than his own.

"Boy, before you die, tell me if you have any hidden treasures, maybe I can leave you a whole body." Deng Xing said carelessly, completely treating Zhao Heng as a dead man.

However, Zhao Heng sneered.

"Isn't it just martial arts? Do you think you are the only one who can do it?"

"Oh...you also know martial arts?" Deng Xing looked surprised.

"Humph, look at my mysterious fist!"

Zhao Heng shouted and suddenly rushed towards Deng Xing.

He danced wildly with his fists, and there was no trick or routine to be seen, but it looked like a set of "turtle fist".

But Deng Xing did not dare to be careless. He only thought that this was a strange boxing method. He opened his eyes wide to catch Zhao Heng's boxing trajectory.

The two men approached in the blink of an eye, and Zhao Heng suddenly punched the front.

When his fist was still a few feet away from Deng Xing, he suddenly spread his hands.

"Shua...!"

A cloud of lime was thrown in the face of Deng Xing, who was unprepared and his eyes widened.

"Damn, you're playing dirty...!"

Deng Xing covered his eyes with his hands and shouted angrily.

"Pfft...!"

He only felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and a dagger had been inserted deeply into his lower abdomen.

"Despicable bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

Deng Xing swung his fists wildly, as if roaring madly.

Zhao Heng's cold voice came from the opposite side.

"The dagger is poisonous, extremely poisonous."

"Well……!"

Deng Xing's body trembled, and then he suddenly fell to the ground. After a period of convulsions, he foamed at the mouth and died.

"call……!"

Seeing that Deng Xing was completely dead, Zhao Hengcai slumped down in the corner, breathing heavily.

Looking at the two corpses on the ground, he felt lingering fear.

"This world is indeed too dangerous. I thought that I had been promoted to the sixth level of the Body Tempering Realm, which would be enough to deal with various crises. Unexpectedly, I almost lost my life.

Fortunately, the modified version of Qingsong Jue allowed me to have a head-to-head confrontation with a seventh-level warrior of the Tempering Realm. In addition, I prepared lime powder in advance and smeared snake venom on the dagger to slay this guy, otherwise it would be really dangerous. "

After a period of ups and downs in his heart, Zhao Heng gradually calmed down and began to explore the two of them.

After a while of busy work, he had more than fifty mysterious crystals, several body tempering potions and some healing drugs in his hand.

And he found a copy of "Rock Splitting Fist", a lower-level mortal martial arts skill, on Deng Xing.

On Du Changqing's body, a jade slip with a mission to collect medicine in Niujiao Mountain was found, as well as a pack of "corpse powder".

Obviously, Du Changqing had planned to kill himself and then destroy his body.

Zhao Heng borrowed this packet of corpse powder to turn the two corpses into pus, and took some healing medicine himself.

After two hours of practicing, Zhao Heng's condition recovered a lot.

Seeing that the night was getting dark, he stayed in the cave for the night and couldn't wait to study the "Stone Splitting Boxing Technique".

Although it is only a low-level mortal martial arts skill, according to the martial arts introduction, within a year and a half, it would be difficult for ordinary people to even get started.

It was a long night, and Zhao Heng couldn't help but feel itchy in his hands after he had just obtained a mysterious crystal.

He thought to himself, if he could modify the Stone Splitting Fist, would it be easier to practice?

Moreover, he already knows that the first point is "stealing" and the second point is "transformation".

I still don’t know what magical effects the other four points of the dice will have?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt itchy. Finally, Zhao Heng could not resist the temptation and summoned the Taoist dice again...