Panda Taoist Priest

Seeing Lin An covered with wounds and quickly taking away the "Ice and Fire Lock", Chu Xiong was also startled.

At a time like this, he was rich and his mind was firm like an ordinary person.

What a talent!

The man was so angry that his face turned red. Not only had Lin An destroyed his treasure, but he had also taken it with him?!

"Run!" Lin An turned around and ran.

He was currently lacking in spiritual energy and was wounded. If he didn't run now, he would only be waiting for death.

Chu Xiong obviously wouldn't act like a hero. He followed closely behind Lin An and ran out on all fours.

Naturally, the man would not let Lin An escape. He gritted his teeth and once again activated the Earth Elemental Dao Arts.

Just as Lin An and Chu Xiong rushed out of the bush, they found that they had returned to the place where they were battling. Zhang Yuan, Zhang Ziqiang and the farmer's three bodies were scattered around.

This area was vast, without the protection of the plants, Lin An and Chu Xiong did not dare to stay, and ran in the opposite direction from their pursuers. Coincidentally, Lin An happened to pass by Zhang Ziqiang's corpse, so he casually grabbed it and took out Zhang Ziqiang's storage bag.

A Daoist Priest was different from a mortal. All of their belongings would be stored inside a storage pouch. This was most likely the entire property of an intermediate Daoist Priest!

Chu Xiong glanced at it and he understood the benefits of a storage bag. He wondered if he should ask Lin An for one.

As the man and the bear were running, the man chased them again. His legs were emitting a faint yellow light, and he was already using the Earth Elemental Art to increase his speed.

"Come up." Chu Xiong growled.

The guy behind was very fast. Chu Xiong curled his lips, it seemed like he had to show some of his Black Bear's true abilities, or else he wouldn't be able to get rid of the guy behind him.

"Up..." Come up? " Lin An was confused. Where should he go?

"Get on my back, I'll carry you." Chu Xiong quickly said in his mind.

"Ugh …"

"Hurry up!"

"Ugh …" Lin An was somewhat reluctant.

"If you run too slowly, you will be caught sooner or later." Chu Xiong urged.

"But, carrying me, isn't necessarily fast!" Lin An could not forget the feeling of being held by Chu Xiong while he was running. He had just regained his freedom and wanted to run on his own.

"Listen to me!" Chu Xiong roared once again.

"Listen to you?!" Lin An was in a state of confusion again. Whenever danger arose, he would never be able to figure out who was the spirit beast and who was the master.

Seeing that Lin An was still in a daze, Chu Xiong immediately stretched out a bear paw, grabbed Lin An and threw him behind his back.

At the same time, Chu Xiong instantly used Little Spirit Technique and his body grew a size larger.

"Hold on tight!" Chu Xiong growled.

Just as he finished howling, Chu Xiong's four limbs moved and he jumped into the two meter tall thick forest. Lin An was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head and tightly grabbed onto the fur on Chu Xiong's neck.

The branches in the surroundings were densely packed, and the dead wood kept scraping Chu Xiong and Lin An's skin. Chu Xiong's skin was rough and thick, so he didn't really care. However, Lin An continued to wail and wail. He felt pain on his back again. Who knew how many tree branches had scratched him?

Just as Chu Xiong carried Lin An and entered the forest, the man arrived. The dense bushes blocked his path so he could not tell where Lin An and Chu Xiong ran towards. His brows were tightly locked. The man didn't plan to leave the Lin Clan alone. After pondering for a moment, he moved his wrist and the flexible sword returned to his hand.

With a slight shake of his body, a few rays of white light shot out. In the blink of an eye, he had cleared out a small path.

"Humph!" Let's see where you can run to. "

The man let out a cold snort. With a dark expression, he chased after the black bear.

After running out of the forest, Chu Xiong's ears twitched. The man was getting closer and closer. Judging by his speed, he should be able to catch up soon.

"Throw something." Chu Xiong's eyes flickered as he said in his mind.

"Throw something away?" Lin An did not understand.

"Throw it away! Anything will do!" Chu Xiong did not have time to explain to Lin An and could not help but shout in his head.

Lin An shuddered in fright!

Lin An didn't dare to think any further. He hastily took out a piece of low-grade spirit stone from his bosom. Just as he raised his hand, he immediately withdrew it. He quickly took out a few pieces of spirit stone slags that were several times smaller, picked the smallest one, and threw it behind him. As he threw it, his face slightly trembled with pain.

When Chu Xiong saw this, his mouth twitched. However, in this moment of crisis, he did not care to say anything to Lin An. He only saw Chu Xiong turn around and run towards another direction.

"High!" Lin An's eyes lit up as he looked at Chu Xiong again. Chu Xiong was not very obedient.

"We're not completely out of danger yet!" Chu Xiong didn't even turn his head and only led Lin An to run. Chu Xiong once again dove into a thick bush.

Lin An's whole body was pricked by the needle again as he grimaced in pain.

Sure enough, after running for a short while, Chu Xiong faintly heard the sound of footsteps from the man again.

Chu Xiong hastened his steps and ran into the bushes. He then called for Lin An to throw something away and once again led the man to another place.

Speaking of which, although the way the man's sword light cleared the path was not bad, it also consumed spiritual energy. As time passed, his speed slowed down and he was left far behind by Chu Xiong.

After all, the forest was the Black Bear's territory and Chu Xiong was very familiar with it. He ran around in the forest like a fish in the sea.

Chu Xiong relied on his lack of spiritual energy and specially looked for the thorn forest to run. The man really couldn't catch up in a short period of time.

If it wasn't for the fact that Chu Xiong's previous self was a black bear and he had lived in the forest since he was young,

If Chu Xiong hadn't eaten the mature Hundred Spirit Flowers by mistake, he wouldn't have to face the danger of losing his spiritual energy in a short period of time.

If not for Chu Xiong's transmigration, his tomb robbing skills and quick wit,

Lin An and Chu Xiong had already died several times!

In the end, the man kept his sword and stomped his foot. He was no longer in pursuit.

"I'm finally out of danger …" Lin An heaved a long sigh and sat down on the ground.

Right now, his clothes were tattered, just like cloth strips. His body was full of scratches from the thorns and burn marks from the chains, giving him a miserable appearance.

This sort of injury was no small matter for a low-level Daoist cultivator with a mortal body.

However, in the end, Daoists were not mortals. They still had methods to protect their lives and heal wounds. Lin An patted his storage pouch, and a small, pure white porcelain bottle appeared in his hand. He pulled out the stopper and a burst of fragrance rushed out.

For cultivators, pill concocting was a skill that they had to know. Even for a low-level Daoist like Lin An, concocting a few batches of healing pills was extremely easy. He skillfully poured out a few black pills. Then, he raised his head and took them.

Chu Xiong looked at Lin An from the side and blinked his eyes.

Lin An's wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The flesh that covered the wound quickly turned inward, becoming flat. Afterwards, the wounds healed, and even the scars were gone!

I... Rub...

Chu Xiong was shocked, this Lin An's medicine was too miraculous. With such a good medicine, wouldn't it be a piece of cake for him to steal all kinds of secret weapons in the past? Wouldn't that be something that could be cured?!

"How did you get this medicine?" Chu Xiong had been with Lin An for a while now, and he knew that Lin An's strength was relatively low, so he should be the lowest of the Daoists.

Chu Xiong could not understand why such a weak Taoist could have such good medicine.

"This is the most basic healing medicine. Of course I have it." Lin An replied puzzledly.

"Most... Basic?! " Chu Xiong was shocked again and smacked his lips.

"To Daoists, spiritual medicines that can raise their cultivation are the most important. This type of healing medicine that can't raise their cultivation is very common." Lin An continued.

"So that's how it is." Chu Xiong pondered over Lin An's words and nodded his head.

Healing Medicines are useless against a person with great powers like Taoists." After all, every time a Daoist Priest used a Daoist technique, the opponent's injuries would be fatal. For the strong to kill the weak, it was already an easy task. Naturally, they would not give the weak a chance to heal their wounds. Most Daoists knew how to refine pills, and healing medicine was not a rare thing.

Today was a hard day for Lin An and Chu Xiong. They were like mountains of blades and seas of fire. With a slim chance of survival, they could finally breathe a sigh of relief. But in Chu Xiong's big bear brain, he wasn't thinking about lucky things. He had seen the miraculous healing medicine before, and the more he thought about it, the more surprised he was!

No wonder Taoists were seen as living gods in the eyes of mortals!

Could it be that Daoists could truly escape life and death?!

Can Daoists really live forever?!