From a young medicine seller to a Taoist master

The blow that penetrated the heaven and earth destroyed everything, turning this place into a huge abyss, destroying hundreds of thousands of miles invisibly and killing countless monks. At the same time, most of the experimental subjects also died.

Ying Chuan did not put it away. He wanted to use it to threaten the bandits who were coming nearby. On the other hand, he activated the teleportation array talisman and escaped at a medium distance first.

There was a flash of light, and the three disappeared. Only two seconds had passed and no one had time to react.

Hundreds of thousands of miles away, the three escaped at their best.

Wang Mian and Xu Mofeng were both a little confused, but then came ecstasy, the joy of surviving a disaster.

However, they did not let down their guard and their spirits were still highly tense.

Yingchuan knew that this was just the simplest step, and the great escape that would follow would be the real danger. He activated the teleportation array again, at a medium distance, nearly a million miles at a time, maintaining a rhythm.

On the other side, those people also reacted and activated the detection formation, but Yingchuan was well prepared. He spent a lot of spirit stones to buy it from a great master of formation, although it could not show the exact location.

As soon as the formation was opened, they were all dumbfounded. There were dozens of densely packed signals, and they were all moving. They couldn't tell which one was real, and the number was still increasing.

Ying Chuan had also considered this. He made paper puppets and laid out simulated array patterns on them to simulate the aura of the three of them. He opened his Heavenly Eye to cover their aura so that they would not be found by the spiritual sense of some cultivators. He did these things perfectly.

Things turned out just as he expected. They were like headless flies and couldn't tell where Yingchuan and the others were, but they still sent people to hunt them down. The formation pattern proved his identity. Only a grandmaster could counter a grandmaster, and the only grandmaster they had was the captured Yingchuan.

They knew what would happen to them if they let it escape.

However, Ying Zijian also informed his superiors about this matter. He was not a indecisive person, so he sent someone to pick up the person and asked him to tell Ying Chuan the location.

On the other side, Yingchuan, who was fleeing, also knew the location. He had already arrived, but he was still hundreds of millions of miles away from there.

"It seems those guys have been fooled," Wang Mian said, holding Ying Chuan's compass. Ying Chuan needed to escape with the two of them, and at the same time he also needed to make puppets. He couldn't spare any energy, so he asked him to monitor.

Since they can monitor him, why can't he? Next to him is a living formation master who has a formation better than theirs.

They are constantly crossing space and running away in a straight line. They are treating people as fools. Their positions can be deduced based on the positions where the puppets appear, so there is no pattern in their escape. No, to be precise, it is the positions where the puppets are placed that are different.

Hundreds of millions of miles may seem far, but it is not that far for them.

……

After running for who knows how long, they came to a dark forest. Now they were only a thousand miles away from there and could see it directly.

Sure enough, in the distance, a figure was standing there alone. It was a Lianxu-level garrison soldier. Yes, he was just here to pick someone up. Such a lineup was also very luxurious.

Just as they met, Yingchuan suddenly vomited a mouthful of black blood, which corroded everything. His body was somewhat collapsed. How could the bandits conduct experiments without any worries? In addition to imposing restrictions, they also poisoned them with deadly poisons. Once they left the base camp for a certain distance, they would die.

"Damn it," he cursed inwardly, and took out three herbs for detoxification. They didn't have much time and were not sure what the poison was, so they could only risk their lives and take a gamble. If it succeeded, they would use the huge power of the medicine to disperse the toxin, otherwise they would die.

Although the two were somewhat shocked that Yingchuan, who would kill his entire family for his money, would save him, their lives were more important now. They bit the Medicine King to pieces, and the huge medicinal power rushed into their bodies. Their bodies cracked, and dense black blood gushed out, which was extremely horrifying.

When he arrived here, he saw this scene.

He thought about it and finally offered his help to guide the medicinal power.

The black blood continued to gush out like a spring. New blood continued to gush out of Yingchuan's body, replenishing and purifying it. This process continued.

In the end, due to their own carelessness, the implanted toxin did not kill them immediately.

After an hour, they dispelled the poison and directed the remaining medicinal power to nourish the body and repair the damaged areas, but fortunately the origin was not damaged.

"Thank you for saving my life, senior. I will never forget it," the three said in unison.

"Okay, now that everything is fine, let's go back!" He took out the teleportation crystal that had been stored long ago, and while no one noticed, they went back at an extremely fast speed.

Yingchuan and the others returned to the Great Wall. This time, they could be said to be extremely lucky, thanks to the madman's arrogance and petty thoughts, otherwise, if they made a wrong move, they would surely die. But at the same time, Yingchuan also understood one of his character flaws, which was why he dared to do so.

The person who brought them in told them that someone wanted to see them. Yingchuan of course knew who it was, and it should be for the information.

They rushed over without stopping.

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Entering this huge personal mansion gate, they came to Qiao Chuxiong.

At this moment, he was lying in a wooden rocking chair, holding a classic book in his hands. Ying Zijian was kneeling below, listening to his words.

"Here I come," he said quietly, very calmly, yet with dignity and a bit of domineering in his voice.

Afterwards, the three also knelt down and bowed.

"Get up and be more casual here with me," he said, as if he was really easy-going, but only a fool would believe that, and the atmosphere was still a little stiff.

"Okay, then tell me the information inside," he sat up and appeared in front of the four cups of tea. He did not pay attention to the actions of Yingchuan and the others. One realm difference is the difference between immortals and mortals, not to mention the three major realms.

The three of them sat on it very obediently, like three children who had done something wrong.

At the same time, Yingchuan told all the information he had, including the information when he left.

He frowned. Yingchuan certainly didn't dare to play any tricks on him, because that would be courting death.

This information was very important, so he couldn't help but take it seriously. But when he heard that most of it was destroyed, he showed surprise. How did he get that thing?

Things like these in Yingchuan's hands were strictly controlled, but in the end, he didn't ask, just to give face.

"Very good, this information is very important. As for the reward, don't worry," he was a little impatient to arrange and update the plan. For Yingchuan and others, this meeting ended with the most ideal result for both parties.