There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

Eight people sat in a row.

They knelt in front of Nie Wushuang, some with bruised faces and some intact.

Those with bruised faces were fools, idiots who would not give up until they reached the Yellow River; those who were intact were smart people, they understood the principle that eggs should not touch stones.

For these eight people, the ups and downs of life were really exciting!

Suddenly being betrayed, being thrown into the Taoist temple by their own people was down, finding that they could not escape was down, the danger did not come was up, being able to bully Nie Wushuang who looked weaker than them was also up, and then, it was now falling into the abyss.

"Master Nie, these are all we have..."

Wei Zhongnan's voice was trembling, mixed with uneasiness.

Twenty-four blood nourishing pills.

They really didn't have it!

Among these people, Wei Zhongnan was the oldest, in his thirties, and in the Bone Forging Realm. However, at his age, he basically had no future in martial arts practice, so naturally he would not use money to buy Bone Forging Pills or something like that.

He also had medicine on him, but it was just a tonic.

Liuwei Bu Shen Wan.

Middle-aged people, everyone understands.

Although the others are young, most of them are in their early twenties, but the strongest one is only in the Bone Refining Realm. He still has expectations for the future. He has a Bone Refining Pill on him. The others, all added up, only have five Blood Nourishing Pills and some miscellaneous medicinal powders.

Looking at the pile of things in front of him, Nie Wushuang was a little disappointed.

He sighed and frowned.

Seemingly want to get angry.

Wei Zhongnan's heart skipped a beat, gritted his teeth, and spoke.

"Master Nie, I have another pill here..."

"Oh!"

Nie Wushuang responded and stared at him.

Wei Zhongnan reached into his arms and took out a porcelain bottle with trembling hands.

In the bottle, a dazzling white pill was spinning.

"This is Yujin Pill, a Qi-condensing pill commonly used by internal force martial artists. I wanted to transfer out of the backyard, so I spent most of my savings to buy it from the black market. I originally wanted to bribe the third hall master, but I didn't expect that before I could say it,..."

At this point, Wei Zhongnan regretted it.

What if I had acted earlier?

Would things have changed?

Nie Wushuang waved his hand.

Wei Zhongnan knelt forward, holding the porcelain bottle in both hands, and handed it to Nie Wushuang very respectfully.

He whispered.

"Master Nie, the medicinal properties of this pill are very strong. Only internal force martial artists can bear it. If you want to take it, you must be careful..."

"Yes."

Nie Wushuang nodded.

This thing can be kept temporarily and used as a trump card.

"Everyone, this is left to you!"

"Take care of yourself!"

After that, Nie Wushuang took the medicine out of his pocket, glanced at everyone, and left leisurely.

After a while, after confirming that Nie Wushuang went to the backyard, several people gathered together, head to head, shoulder to shoulder, and discussed.

In the end, they came to a conclusion.

That is, this Taoist temple hides a secret!

A secret that can make people extremely powerful in a short time!

You know, Nie Wushuang was only in the Qi and Blood Realm before entering the Taoist temple.

The strength of his hands is at most one or two hundred pounds.

However, the speed of the previous punches was hard to see with the naked eye. The strength contained in the fists could hit a strong man of nearly two hundred pounds and fly several feet away. I am afraid that there is a thousand pounds of strength. In just twenty days, there has been such a strong change.

There must be something to gain.

His behavior of looting elixirs also confirmed this.

As for why those people in front of him did not become powerful, but died quickly, it was mostly because of bad luck.

Other than that, they could not find a reason.

Now, since they are trapped here, there is not much they can do.

It is better to...

The monk can touch it, can't the bald man touch it?

Everyone always has a good time.

After that, the eight people took action. They dispersed to various places and searched everywhere. When they saw Nie Wushuang, they smiled and nodded to greet him, then walked past him and continued to search through the boxes and cabinets, just like a house search.

Nie Wushuang sat on the eaves of the backyard and watched coldly.

After taking the blood-nourishing pill, the martial arts clone flashed out and continued to practice with boxing postures, and insights emerged in his mind from time to time.

He didn't ask what those guys were doing.

As long as they didn't bother him, he was too lazy to speak.

However, it was impossible not to disturb him.

Wei Zhongnan stood in front of Nie Wushuang, rubbing his hands and smiling flatteringly.

"Speak!"

Nie Wushuang raised his head and glanced at him.

"Master Nie, we want to go into the room behind you to take a look..."

Wei Zhongnan said with a smile, his expression humble.

"Yeah."

Nie Wushuang nodded and remained silent.

Wei Zhongnan waved behind him, and two companions came over.

They carefully bypassed Nie Wushuang, went up the eaves, opened the door of the quiet house, and went in one by one to look through it.

Nie Wushuang turned his head and saw that they had entered the quiet house behind him.

That was the third quiet house with a scroll hanging on the wall.

The strange thing was that such a large scroll was hanging on the wall, which was very conspicuous, but Wei Zhongnan and others ignored it.

They went in empty-handed and came out empty-handed.

"What are you looking for?"

Nie Wushuang couldn't help asking.

"Nothing..."

Wei Zhongnan smiled and answered, his face wrinkled like a dried orange peel.

"Just want to try to find a way out."

"Oh!"

Nie Wushuang nodded and turned around.

"You continue."

After an unknown amount of time, the sunset slid down the tiles of the hall and fell to the ground, with fallen leaves rising and falling with the wind.

In front of him, the martial arts clone put away his fists.

"Buzz!"

Countless insights emerged in his mind.

The whole person was floating in the air, the feeling was intoxicating and irresistible, Nie Wushuang closed his eyes, looking comfortable.

After a while, he tried to open his eyes.

The panel, the data showed as follows.

Realm, Qi and Blood Realm

Da Ri Jin Wu Yang Xue Chapter, Great Perfection

Tai Yi, Entry, 1/100

...

Finally, Great Perfection!

So, what will happen?

Nie Wushuang turned around and looked at the third quiet house.

The door was open, and the scroll was still hanging on the wall, but there was no change at all, and the shadow of the gray-robed Taoist had never appeared.

Because there are outsiders, so?

Nie Wushuang pursed his lips.

At this time, exhausted Wei Zhongnan and others came over. They had been busy for most of the day, but got nothing. They were tired and hungry.

"Master Nie..."

Wei Zhongnan rubbed his hands and said timidly.

"Understood!"

Nie Wushuang pointed to the rice and dried meat in the kitchen.

"Make your own fire, cook your own food, cook as much as you can eat, and don't waste it."

"Got it!"

Wei Zhongnan smiled and nodded hurriedly.

Looking at those people running to the kitchen, Nie Wushuang stood up and walked out of the backyard.

If things don't change tonight, they must die. So, it's better to die with a full meal than to die hungry.

Protect them?

If they were in their own place, would they do this?

In Nie Wushuang's opinion, these people would not.

So...

Saving people depends on ability. If you don't have the ability, you can only protect yourself.

When he came to the front yard, he swallowed the bone-forging pill.

Enhance your ability, it won't be wrong anyway.

On one side, the martial arts clone set up a fist stance, a red light appeared, and the next moment, it flashed a few feet away and punched out.

Some insights emerged in my mind.

On the panel, the data changed.

Taiyi, entry, 2/100

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