After all, Old Yang was old and weak, and could not catch up with him. Seeing Hai Ao disappear at the entrance of the village, he was filled with panic: "It's over, it's over, the little immortal ran away, and the immortal will definitely punish us!"

Seeing that his father fell, Yang Yue hurried over. Old man Yang grabbed his child's hand and said, "Hurry, go and chase the immortal back."

Yang Yue had no choice but to say, "Dad, go back first, I'll chase after you."

After Hai Ao stepped onto the road, he was filled with joy and pointed at the sky and said, "Qin Haoxuan, wait for me, and wait for me to practice again and return to the peak. I will skin you and remove your bones!"

After making harsh words, Hai Ao looked at the vast circle and frowned: "How can I ask my mother to pick me up?"

Thinking that his mother had not taken action even though she saw that her cultivation was destroyed, Hai Ao's expression darkened: "If it weren't for Qin Haoxuan, how could my supreme purple seed have fallen to such a level!"

After walking for a while, Hai Ao looked up and looked up.

At the end of this official road, there is a forest of trees, with countless figures swaying inside, shouting and killing soaring into the sky, and you can smell the bloody smell floating out of the woods from afar.

Hai Ao looked at the scene of killing, squinted his eyes, and then stepped back step by step, preparing to stay away from this battlefield.

bump!

"Where did you come from?" A rough voice came from behind.

Hai Ao was pushed and staggered and almost fell. After finally standing firm, he heard the voice behind him: "Sneaking, uneasy, good intentions, kill him!"

Hai Ao has lived for more than a hundred years, but no one has ever dared to say that he had killed himself in front of him. He immediately rushed out of anger and turned to look at the person who came. As a result, a shining machete came down with a cold light and murderous aura!

Hai Ao's eyes shrank. Although he realized what he should do to avoid, his body could not keep up with his consciousness. Although he also avoided, his arm was cut by a machete, and blood was spurted out instantly!

brush!

Before Hai Ao could feel the scorching pain, the second knife slashed it down again!

Hai Ao rolled on the spot and avoided the machete. As soon as he raised his head, he hit a stone half a person tall, and his forehead suddenly became purple and swollen!

"Stupid boy, die."

A rough voice came from behind, but Hai Ao's head was dizzy by the building just now. Seeing the machete slashed over, he didn't even have the strength to get up from the ground.

Couldn't he just die like this, right? That's too cowardly... Hai Ao looked at the machete that was slashing at him unwillingly, and his back was soaked with cold sweat.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Three stones were suddenly thrown out with force, and just hit the face of the soldier holding a machete, caught off guard!

"Ouch!"

When Hai Ao was stunned, a small arm stretched out from the pit beside him, pulled his clothes and dragged him down.

"You..." Hai Ao's words were just spoken when the little girl covered his mouth. Then the little girl grabbed his hand and quickly bent over and ran away.

When leaving the battlefield, Hai Ao turned around and looked, it turned out that the place where they were just now was a small valley, which happened to be the dead corner of the fighters above, and the soldiers who were just about to kill him had fallen into the battle again.

There is no trick in mortal fights. If you cut them through with one knife, you will fly blood and blood. It is the most real and tragic battlefield.

Feeling the strength of the little girl holding her hand, Hai Ao suddenly felt a little hot with his palms.

After returning to the village, Yang Yue looked at Hai Ao's injured arm and was silent for a while.

The sunset hung on the horizon, and the orange rays of light dyed the clouds in the sky. Hai Ao was also looking at the little girl who saved herself from the god of death.

Yang Yue was wearing patched clothes, and it could be seen that it was changed from adult clothes. She was still fat when she wore the thin and small Yang Yue. The two neatly braided braids had already spread out because of running, and the dust on her face as big as a palm also had some dust on her face that was rubbed against at some point.

Even with such a embarrassed look, you can still see the foundation of beauty Yang Yue. Her skin is fair, her eyebrows are like willow leaves, and her eyes are clear and bright. When you look at it, you can remind people of the autumn stream. What is even more rare is that her nose is straight and her lips are bright red. If she grows up, her appearance will be no less than the female cultivators in the immortal world.

Hai Ao never thought that there was a little beauty in such a remote mountain village, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

At this moment, the hands the two were holding had already loosened. Yang Yue saw Hai Ao looking at him, her cheeks were slightly red, glared at him, and then silently took him to the doctor's house in the village.

Hai Ao could feel the little girl's repulsion towards her. Such obvious sense of repulsion made him feel a little funny. He no longer thought about running away and followed her.

When Yang Yue and Hai Ao returned home, night had already fallen, and the whole village was surprisingly quiet, with only the sound of the wind rustling across the treetops.

"Dad, mom, we're back." Yang Yue ran for a day, her crisp voice was also a little hoarse.

Hai Ao's face was still calm. There were circles of white cloth wrapped around his arms. The wound was so painful, but what was more unbearable than the wound was the hunger in his abdomen.

His cultivation was abolished, his immortal seeds were sealed, and Hai Ao could no longer absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and he could not activate grains. Now only eating like normal people can ensure the needs of his body.

After running for a day, he was tired and hungry, and was covered in wounds. Hai Ao sighed countless times in his heart. He didn't want to make trouble now, he just wanted to have a meal and then have a sleep.

After walking back into the dilapidated yard, Hai Ao looked at it with a rare glance. There were only four rooms, a kitchen and a main room.

The oil lamp in the main room flashed with a dim light. When the two old men heard their daughter's voice, they immediately walked to the door. After seeing Hai Ao, they completely relieved their hearts.

"Please, please."

Hai Ao was welcomed into the room.

Yang Yue fed water in the yard and put it in the middle of the basin and gave it to Hai Ao: "Please."

Hai Ao frowned at the food on the table.

On the shabby table, rice porridge was placed in thick stone bowls, and two stone plates were filled with fried vegetables and steamed buns.

"That's just that? Why is there no meat?" Hai Ao looked at the meals with disgust.

Yang Yue paused slightly with the basin holding the water basin. The two elders of the Yang family looked embarrassed, feeling embarrassed that they had nowhere to let go.

"My family is poor and there is no meat." Yang Yue put down the basin and looked up at Hai Ao.

Hai Ao's anger that had been suppressed was on the rise again, but after looking at the two old men and the little girl, he said nothing, and washed his hands silently, sat down and started eating.

Yang Yue poured out the water, washed it outside and walked in.

"Dad, mom, you guys sit down and eat too." Yang Yue knew that the two elders would never have eaten first before they brought this little fairy back.

"No, no, let the little immortal eat first." Old Yang waved his hand quickly.

Hai Ao's eating action was made, and frowned slightly and said, "You can eat it if you haven't eaten."

"No, no, no, little fairy, you eat it first."

Hai Ao rolled his eyes and ignored them. He ate all the steamed buns and porridge in his hand. Even if there were three people around him, he didn't feel uncomfortable. He was born in a noble family and had many people around him on weekdays. He was used to being held by the stars.

After dinner, Hai Ao got up and looked at the three people.

Yang Yue thought for a while and said, "Does the little immortal want to rest?"

"Don't call me a little fairy, my name is Hai Ao."

"..." Yang Yue said, "Please please."

After Hai Ao entered his room, he closed the door. He looked at the only wooden bed in the room, rolled his eyes, and sat on it with great disgust. After a while, he couldn't hold on and fell asleep.

"Dad, mom." Yang Yue and his family sat on the table and ate the remaining food of Hai Ao. Yang Yue couldn't help but say, "When the immortal left today, he said that he wanted us to treat this person as his family. He would live the way he would live. You don't have to be so careful."

Yang's father shook his head: "That's not possible. After all, he was the one who was told by the immortal. If there was a good thing, we could not afford it. He was injured today, and I don't know if the immortal would blame him."

"Yes, yes, if the immortal blames it, we will have a way out." Yang's mother wiped her tears and whispered.

Yang Yue couldn't stand his parents being wronged, but she really had no choice but to hold the person who was in her home, so she could only endure it for the time being.

After taking good care of his parents and sleeping, Yuanyue had moved to the hollow. After Yang Yue cleaned up the room, she returned to her hut to sleep.

...

After sending Hai Ao away, Qin Haoxuan went into seclusion again.

In the wide cave, Qin Haoxuan sat cross-legged. He was filled with light, as bright as a rainbow, and extremely gorgeous. It shone the cave like a fairyland. Three immortal palaces surrounded the surroundings, and the surging power was lurking in every inch of the void, and was firmly controlled by him. The power of reincarnation flowed among the three immortal palaces, with the cave where Qin Haoxuan was located as the center, and the flowers bloomed and faded, all within his thoughts.

The sky outside is clear and the sun is shining brightly, but there is a thunder hidden away from the nine heavens, carrying amazing danger.

Qin Haoxuan's eyes closed slightly, his expression was peaceful and quiet, and his body was covered with rainbow light, as if he was in the world. In an instant, countless secret techniques poured out from his spiritual consciousness, and then gathered again, disappearing little by little. Only the Daoxin Demonic Technique and the Taichu Technique were left.

In a blink of an eye, the Daoxin Demonic Technique turned into golden star dots and sank into Qin Haoxuan's spiritual consciousness again. In the huge void, only the Taichu Xin Dharma remained.

Qin Haoxuan opened his eyes, like a child who had just entered the world of immortal cultivation, silently reading the method of the beginning portrayed in the void word by word.

This was the first cultivation method he came into contact with after entering the world of immortal cultivation. It helped him absorb the first breath of spiritual energy and helped his immortal seeds take root and grow leaves. It was the cornerstone of the long-distance step by step in the future.

"Taichu."

When he really said these two words, he realized that it was easier than imagined Chinese medicine.

He was selected as a disciple of Taichu. Every day since that day has existed in Qin Haoxuan's mind. It took a long time and he experienced rise and fall with Taichu.
Chapter completed!