The Pijia Sect is a sect located in the Xumi Meridian. Its members are bloodthirsty by nature and often take pleasure in tearing flesh and blood. Its disciples are extremely brave and can fight two people at the same time. No one dares to provoke it in the Xumi Meridian. It can be said to be the most famous sect.
night.
The three of them rested around a campfire.
Zhang Feixuan told Song Yin some information about the Pijia Gate.
Wang Qi was fanning the bonfire with a stick he had picked up. When he saw it grow a little bigger, he sneered at Zhang Feixuan's evaluation: "What a bunch of lunatics."
Zhang Feixuan glanced at him and did not answer. Instead, he said to Song Yin, who was sitting cross-legged with a bit of anxiety on his face: "Brother, how about we think about it again and go after Master has had enough rest?"
"Um?"
Song Yin looked over, causing Zhang Feixuan to shrink his head suddenly. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Brother, don't get me wrong. I'm not afraid. I just want to be safe. Yes, be safe!"
Song Yin focused his eyes on the campfire and said, "If we delay a step further, the captured people will be in danger. You should have rested enough, so hurry up and leave."
"Brother, the bonfire has been burning for less than half an hour," Wang Qizhen complained.
"Half an hour, isn't that enough?" Song Yin frowned and said, "As a Qi Refiner, you still need to rest after such a short distance. You have been too lazy in the past. You need to exercise more!"
Zhang Feixuan curled his lips and said, "Brother, we are not as great as you. We are just mortals."
He didn't know the exact location of the Pijia Gate, but he knew the approximate distance. It would take three days to reach the Jinxian Gate even if they hurried. They had already covered half of the three-day journey in one day, which showed that they were moving very fast.
Even so, Song Yin still complained that they were slow. It was not that they were slow; it was that Song Yin was too fast.
"That's about it! It's time to go!"
Song Yin didn't care about that. He glanced at the two of them, stood up and said, "I think you guys have rested enough. Hang on. If you don't leave now, it might be too late by the time you've rested. By then, it won't help even if you arrive."
Otherwise you can go by yourself!
When has their Jinxian Sect ever fought other sects to save people... It's really ridiculous!
Zhang Feixuan wanted to say this, but after thinking for a long time, he still didn't dare to. He sighed lightly and said, "Yes, Senior Brother..."
Wang Qi was grinning for a while, looking like he wanted to curse but didn't dare to. He stomped out the campfire and took advantage of the night. The three of them continued to move forward in the forest like shadows.
Song Yin emitted white gas directly, and every time he stepped on the ground, he would leave a deep footprint. His movements were extremely explosive, and he could jump far with each step.
Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qi were chasing after him desperately. Zhang Feixuan's movements used to be extremely graceful, including when he just set out during the day, he was waving a folding fan in his hand, changing his shape, flashing and fanning himself, with his clothes fluttering. What a handsome young man in this world, so elegant and noble. He even paid attention to whether his crown and hairstyle were messy.
But now, his tongue was hanging out, his eyes were stretched wide, his wet hair was hanging down, and as he kept walking, his hair moved backwards, revealing a full forehead that looked very rich and noble. He moved a little to take a breath, looking like a dog with its tongue hanging out while running. How could he have any image at all
Next to him was Wang Qizhen, who had changed his form. His back was covered with thin wings, like the wings of a dragonfly. His body was half-lying down, stretched out like a tiger. Boots were hanging on his waist, and his feet had turned into donkey hooves and horse hooves. While running, he flapped his wings, carrying his body lightly into the air, and then fell heavily down.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Even though he had seen it once during the day, Wang Qizheng couldn't help laughing when he turned his head and saw Zhang Feixuan's glowing forehead in the night:
"Zhang the pervert, Zhang the pervert! I told you to take it easy on yourself, but you're still weak now. You're completely hairless! So you keep your hair long to cover your hairline!"
"roll!"
Zhang Feixuan gritted his teeth and said, "Master Dao, my hairline is natural. Do you understand why my forehead is full?"
"I don't understand. I'm not bald. Senior Brother is right. You need to exercise. You're too weak!"
Wang Qizhen laughed again, then the thin wings on his back vibrated, carrying his body past Zhang Feixuan.
"Do you think it's all your beastly alchemy skills, you big-headed, thick-necked barbarian!"
Zhang Feixuan gritted his teeth, a ball of blood burst out of his body, and he turned himself into a blood shadow and followed closely.
In fact, the two of them were quite nervous during the day. After all, one of them was covered in blood when he moved, and the other did not move like a human. They were afraid that Song Yin would sense something was wrong and kill him with a punch.
But Song Yin didn't react at all.
In his words, the 'Human Pill Method' was too difficult to practice, so the master must have asked the two junior brothers to find another way and practice a branch of the Human Pill Method.
The second junior brother practiced the Blood Pill Method, which is to boost one's own blood and energy to form an inner pill, thereby demonstrating various wonderful methods.
The third junior brother practiced the method of animal alchemy, using animal parts as medicine to manifest himself, and it also had various magical effects.
These methods can be summarized in the Human Alchemy Method.
After all, when his master taught him the method of refining the elixir, he added a lot of similar medicinal herbs into it, so it would be natural for him to pick out the branches.
This statement made Zhang Feixuan, who specialized in sucking blood, and Wang Qizhen, who specialized in skinning and bone peeling, both feel relieved.
Nothing is wrong, nothing is gone...
As long as nothing happens to them, Song Yin can understand it however he wants.
The three of them moved in the forest, climbed over several mountains, crossed several rivers, until the night fell, the sun rose, and the sky was tinged with a hint of red. Song Yin stopped and stood there motionless.
The two humanoid animals behind were as tired as dogs and panted heavily. They ran for a while before they came to Song Yin.
"Master, senior brother... Are you tired? There is still one mountain left, and we should be at the boundary." Zhang Feixuan said, panting.
But the next moment, he was stunned, because Song Yin's face did not look very good. Following his gaze, he saw Song Yin staring at the land in front of him, where there was a pile of bones.
They were not piled up neatly but thrown there randomly. There were skulls, hand and arm bones, and some bone fragments that could not be identified, some human and some animal, scattered here and there, almost forming a trail of bones.
Song Yin took a deep breath and looked towards the mountain again. His eyes seemed to pass through the hill and reach the back.
"Evil and heretic!"
He almost growled, and with a move of his foot, white gas exploded, causing the other two people's robes and hair to fly, and he rushed straight up.
The speed was several points faster than before.
"Fuck..."
Wang Qi took a few breaths to calm his breathing, then looked at the bones and said, "Do I really want to fight those crazy people? I may not be their match."
Zhang Feixuan also calmed his breath, watching Song Yin disappear, and whispered: "Why fight? Protect yourself. They are a group of armored sects. We are taking advantage of the situation. Senior brother has the manual of martial arts. If he dies, we will see if there is any chance. If not, we can go back and report."
"Do you really believe that old man?" Wang Qizhen asked in surprise.
"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. The master always needs helpers. Why not take the opportunity? The worst that can happen is that you can just run away." Zhang Feixuan said.
The reason why he was struggling over whether to run away from Song Yin was because there were indeed benefits.
If he couldn't get the human elixir method from Jin Guang, he wouldn't stay. The old man was about to establish his foundation, and if he stayed any longer he would surely die.