There's something wrong with the general.

"Roar——" the python roared angrily.

The trees in the jungle trembled.

Blood dripped from the place where the gray-robed young man's sword stabbed him in the abdomen.

The abdominal wound began to rot.

The python was in great pain all over, and its body was still wriggling and convulsing even as it lay on the ground.

The gray-robed young man landed on the ground and slowly approached it.

He looked at the python lying on the ground in pain with gloomy and vicious eyes.

He stepped on the python's head and ordered coldly, "Take out the Qianling Grass if you don't want to die."

The python's red-gold vertical pupils stared at him coldly, and its body kept twisting, trying to break free.

"Dream on!" said the python viciously.

The gray-robed youth laughed instead of getting angry: "It seems you haven't faced reality yet. In this desolate place, even if I kill you, you are just a nominal disciple. I'm sure Master won't ask anything."

He was responded with a cold stare.

Seeing this, the gray-robed young man looked a little impatient, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. He raised his sword and stabbed it at the seven-inch mark.

The python shook its head desperately, trying to break free.

But the wound in my abdomen was so painful, and my whole body seemed to be paralyzed and I couldn't exert any strength.

Jiang Ling thought about his life. As a half-demon, he was excluded and bullied everywhere.

I couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Hahahaha."

The long sword with a cold light in his pupils fell down.

He slowly closed his eyes, that's it!

There was a "ding" sound.

There was no stinging sound from the body.

Jiang Ling was shocked.

Then I heard the sound of weapons clashing.

Jiang Ling was stunned: Is he saved?

He was extremely tired, but he refused to fall asleep and instead tried desperately to keep his eyes open.

A boy of about sixteen or seventeen was fighting fiercely with a young man in a gray robe.

In his hand, he held a fancy sword, which seemed to carry a thousand pounds of force, yet was also extremely light, and he attacked him with deadly moves.

Jiang Ling was terribly shocked that he could actually be on par with the young man in gray robe.

Could it be that he is also at the peak of Qi Refining?

At this moment, Wen Yuxi patted his snake head: "Brother Jiang, are you okay?"

Jiang Ling was stunned. Why was Wen Yuxi here?

Wen Yuxi thought that he was seriously injured and his brain was paralyzed and he couldn't react.

He hurriedly took out the medicine bottle that his master had given him last time from his Qiankun bag.

He sprinkled powder on his abdomen.

As soon as the powder fell on the wound, it began to heal quickly.

Jiang Ling looked at the scene in front of him in shock. What kind of medicine was this that had such an effect?

The man's sword was extremely vicious, and the wounds that pierced his body could not heal, and were still festering.

I didn't expect it to be cured immediately.

Wen Yuxi was also very surprised.

Did not expect ah did not expect.

That cheap master actually gave me such a good healing treasure. It seems I have to use it sparingly in the future.

Wen Yuxi took the medicine bottle back with some pain, and said to Jiang Ling, whose wound had healed.

"Brother Jiang, you should change back."

The python's head nodded, and with a flash of white light, it transformed into a handsome young man in black.

Su Yan and the gray-robed young man fought for dozens of rounds, but neither of them could do anything to the other.

The gray-robed young man looked at the many people on his side, and Jiang Ling's injuries had healed at some point.

I felt a little regretful: I'm afraid I'll go home empty-handed today.

After making up his mind, he didn't want to fight any longer and put away his sword.

He rode a white crane and flew away.

Su Yan fought a very exciting fight.

Watching the man fleeing in panic, he couldn't help but stamp his feet in hatred. If his wooden crane was not broken, he would definitely chase him and fight with him again.

Su Yan returned to Wen Yuxi and said with a smug smile, "Well, I'm awesome, right?"

An expression that looks like he's asking for praise.

Wen Yuxi couldn't help but hold his forehead, but still said very confidently: "Junior Brother Su, your martial arts are unparalleled. Those sinister people would be scared to death and kneel down to beg for mercy when they see you."

Su Yan snorted.

They began to look around Jiang Ling, examining him from head to toe, their eyes full of curiosity.

Wen Yuxi kicked him and asked him to restrain himself.

"This is my roommate, Senior Brother Jiang Ling, and this is Junior Brother Su Yan."

Wen Yuxi didn't want to reveal his identity, so he temporarily called Su Yan his junior brother.

Jiang Ling is a half-demon, thoughtful and sensitive, and Wen Yuxi doesn't want to see them fighting again.

He had seen Jiang Ling's demonic form before and felt strange. You said that he could change his form at will, so his cultivation should be high, but he still eats regularly, so he must not be at the foundation-building stage.

It was not until today that I found out that he was actually half-demon.

Wen Yuxi touched his chin and said, "It's good to be mixed-race. It's good to be mixed-race. You can complement each other's strengths and make up for your weaknesses."

However, he also knew that in the world of immortal cultivation, everyone actually looked down on half-demons.

The people around him are all cold and malicious, no wonder he always keeps to himself.

Su Yan glared at Wen Yuxi hatefully and said, "Just tell me!"

"Thank you, Junior Brother Su, Junior Brother Wen."

A complicated expression flashed across Jiang Ling's handsome face as he thanked them both.

Su Yan waved his hand nonchalantly: "Don't take it to heart. I'll help when I see injustice."

Wen Yuxi shook his head helplessly. This Su Yan really has a youthful spirit.

"I wonder what the two brothers are doing here?"

"Junior Brother Su said that the spiritual energy here is pure, so we came to take a look. Senior Brother Jiang, what is this..."

Wen Yuxi asked casually.

Jiang Ling did not hide anything and told the story of the Thousand Spirit Grass.

In fact, Wen Yuxi and Su Yan had already seen the general situation while hiding behind the bushes.

Wen Yuxi scratched his head guiltily and said, "So that's how it is. Who is that young man in gray robe? He's so arrogant."

Jiang Ling sneered, "Who else could it be? Lu Tong, a disciple of the Qingyang Peak master. He is a treacherous and sinister person. You have offended him today because of me. I'm afraid he will cause trouble for you in the future."

Wen Yuxi asked in confusion, "Is it worth it to almost lose your life for a Thousand Spirit Grass?"

"Junior Brother Wen doesn't know that because I have the blood of both humans and demons, my realm advancement is slow. I was given a plant before, but he took it away from me."

Jiang Ling said bitterly, "It's a pity that my realm is not as good as his."

"The sect doesn't care?"

"The sect prohibits private fighting among disciples, but the elders turn a blind eye and no one cares unless someone dies."

Wen Yuxi was speechless. Well, no wonder some people are so rampant.

Tsk, isn’t this poor supervision?

After hearing this, Su Yan sneered nonchalantly: "You dare to come and cause trouble for me? I will beat you up every time you come."

Jiang Ling shook his head. "Lu Tong has already reached the peak of the Qi Refining Stage and will soon be able to establish his foundation. He also has an older brother who is the chief disciple of Qingyang Peak and is already in the Foundation Establishment Stage. You'd better not mess with him."

Su Yan was speechless when he heard this.

But it is really unfair. If he had been born a few years earlier, he would have established his foundation long ago.

Bullying the weak is not a skill.