The main hall of the temple is the main hall of the temple. There are monks practicing morning and evening, and there are countless pilgrims and believers coming and going, burning incense and kowtowing. It is very lively.

On the thickest roof beam in the hall, Qi Ci sat cross-legged, half helpless and half angry: "Stubborn!"

"You should have listened to me earlier, sit down on the seat of the Buddha statue, and I will cast an invisibility spell so that no one can see you. One day like this can be worth ten days of incense, and your disease should be cured."

Even though Huo Lingdong is weak and soft-spoken, and seems to have no temper, he is as stubborn as a bull on some things and cannot be pulled back no matter what.

Just like sitting in the seat of the Buddha and receiving incense from believers, she disagreed to the death.

At the feet of the Eighteen Arhats on both sides of the hall, a woman wrapped in a quilt sat on the steps. Half of her face was buried in the quilt, only a pair of shining eyes were exposed.

Of course Huo Lingdong heard Qi Ci's words. She clasped her hands together and said in a muffled voice: "...it's not a matter of invisibility. I am a mortal with mortal flesh and bones. Sitting in the seat of Buddha is blaspheming the gods and Buddhas. It is a great sin.

I can't harm the young master if I'm going to be stabbed in the spine."

Qi Ci snorted coldly, thinking that even the gods and Buddhas did not come to save you when you were in trouble. But in the end, he respected Huo Lingdong's wishes and remained silent.

The man changed his posture, bent one of his long legs, leaned his back against the beam, and stared unblinkingly at the woman who was praying devoutly below, following her figure with his eyes.

Later in the evening, when there were fewer and fewer pilgrims in the temple, Huo Lingdong finally finished his treatment for the day, and the two of them had a fast meal in the dining hall and left.

"Sir, it really works! I burned incense for a day, and now my eyesight is much clearer."

"When did I lie to you? If you had listened to me and sat on the Buddha's seat, you could run and jump now."

"Master, please don't talk nonsense!"

"Okay, okay, do whatever you want."

For several months, Huo Lingdong searched for temples and Taoist temples with strong incense in the mortal world, and bathed in the incense to cure the curse.

As time passed, she was able to face all kinds of pilgrims without changing her expression, treating herself as if she didn't exist, just like a tree or a stone in the temple.

The red elixir curse was suppressed by the power of wish, and was gradually relieved, the symptoms improved, and the five senses recovered.

In addition, Huo Rendong felt that her mood had calmed down from chanting sutras and preaching day by day. In just a few days, she had looked down on Han Lu, the betrayer, as if this person did not exist.

Only the hatred towards the Han family and the Red Pill Curse could not be overflowed.

On this day, after they had bathed and burned incense in a Taoist temple that was full of incense, Huo Lingdong could already walk on his own. Except for being a little weak, he looked just like normal people.

Qi Ci took her to a stop at a wonton stall next to a Taoist temple. The stall was not big, leaning against a large locust tree on the corner of the street. The hot pot was steaming, and there were a few old tables and benches in the stall.

The plump wontons in the big bowl were floating in the thick soup, sprinkled with a little green onion, and smelling the aroma made Huo Lingdong have an appetite.

The long bench was greasy, but Qi Ci didn't dislike it at all. He sat down with his hands folded and said, "A bowl of wontons."

The shopkeeper responded from behind the stove, cooking wontons quickly, setting out bowls, and ordering soup.

Because the two of them only ordered a bowl of wontons, the stall owner was still a little curious after they arrived, thinking about whose husband was so poor that he and his wife would eat a bowl of wontons.

After getting closer and seeing Huo Lingdong's appearance, the stall owner sighed inwardly, thinking that if he got such a beautiful wife, he would be willing to eat and drink for her every day, not to mention wontons for one night.

Qi Ci had no idea what the stall owner was thinking. His expression didn't change. He stretched out his hand to push the bowl in front of the woman, and threw a few coins from his sleeves, which fell into the stall owner's arms.

Huo Lingdong held the big bowl in his hands and asked quietly: "Sir, do you know how to turn stone into gold?"

Qi Ci saw her excited eyes and felt funny: "What are you thinking? That's the money I exchanged in the city. Just pick up any spiritual stone, and in the eyes of the pawnshop owner, it is a beautiful jade. The magic of turning stone into gold only appears

In folklore books, it’s just a cover-up, don’t even think about it.”

Huo Lingdong responded with disappointment, lowered his head and concentrated on eating wontons.

When she was almost finished eating, Qi Ci suddenly pulled out a red thread from his sleeve.

The red thread was twirling between Qi Ci's slender white fingers, and the color was distinct. His voice was calm: "The Han family chose you because you have no family members alive and have weak connections with the world. The red core curse makes people lose their sense of existence and no one knows.

When no one thinks about it, it is the day when the work is completed."

He raised his eyes and said, "Stretch out your hand."

Huo Rendong obediently stretched out her hands, and the next moment, he caught her left hand.

"Master...?"

"do not move."

Qi Ci lowered his head and patiently wrapped the red thread around the ends of their little fingers. Huo Lingdong wanted to pull back, but he pinched her again. From this angle, she could only see the straight bridge of his nose and the extremely curved shape.

On Jia's forehead, a few strands of white hair were wrapped around their sides, like fluttering willow branches.

After a while, the thread was wrapped. Qi Ci waved his hand, and the connecting part disappeared, leaving only the coil at the end of their respective little fingers, like a red ring. This was a magical trick.

"This is a thread taken from the Buddhist wishing tree. It has gathered the wishes of local people for decades and is considered a mascot. This thread connects you and me. If I remember you in the future, you will not disappear."

Then he stood up and left calmly, as if he didn't notice the ambiguity of this statement at all.

Agreement, token, promise.

Huo Lingdong shook his head and shook away the messy thoughts.

She touched it secretly, and found that Qi Ci's hand was extremely hot, and through the circle of red lines, it seemed that all his hot body temperature had been retained.

"What are you doing sitting around stupidly? It's time for us to go."

"Oh, here it comes!"

She hid her hands in her sleeves and followed hurriedly.

The two of them walked in the mortal world, like two migratory birds staying briefly, not blending into any one place.

The longer Huo Rendong spent with him, the more she realized that she actually didn't understand Qi Ci at all.

He practices every day and does not live in the world, but he is not aloof like those immortal masters. Even towards the vendors setting up stalls and the old farmers around him, his attitude is as normal as ever.

But sometimes at the end of his training, his face was as cold as thousand-year-old ice. No strangers were allowed to enter, and the Thunder Sword circled around him, like a big killer that was about to go berserk at any time.

Huo Rendong didn't know Qi Ci's life or the past he had experienced. Therefore, she didn't know what kind of dangerous person the person she chose to follow was.

In the eyes of others, how did she get out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's den again...

These days, they were walking through a mountain range, and there were only two footsteps in the empty canyon.

Huo Lingdong felt that something was not right with Qi Ci since this morning. His face was gloomy, his whole body had an irritable temperament, and he accidentally crushed several dead trees.

Like a pot of boiling water that is about to boil.

Huo Lingdong was two steps behind him. Looking at the man's back, he suddenly exclaimed: "Sir, you are bleeding!"

The blood stains had soaked the cuffs of the robe, but the dark material made it not obvious.

She took a few steps to check, but Qi Ci's face changed drastically, he covered his left shoulder, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Don't follow me, stay away from me!"

Huo Lingdong was stopped in his tracks by the roar, but Qi Ci turned around and ran away, disappearing at the other end of the canyon without a trace.

He took a strong breath, his face was pale, beads of sweat rolled down his chin, and veins popped up on his forehead. In addition to the dripping blood on his left shoulder, there was also something foreign squirming under the fabric, moving left and right, which was very scary.

Qi Ci found a hidden place in the forest and struck himself twice with the Thunder Punishment Sword without hesitation. The sizzling thunder light suppressed evil spirits and exorcised demons. He sat upright in the ten-direction thunder light formation and was struck by lightning. His body was completely damaged.

You can't even see it clearly, but such inhuman pain can barely suppress the toxins in your body.

Qi Ci's cultivation has actually reached the realm of the Great Perfection of the Golden Elixir Stage, which can be said to be a half-step to the Nascent Soul. With his spiritual energy reserves, he can form a baby and advance to the next level at any time, but because of the poison in his body, he dare not easily overcome the tribulation.

Because once he makes a mistake, he will become the most troublesome devil in the world of cultivation.

A truly irrational, cannibalistic, blood-drinking, evil man who is the enemy of justice.

When he was reinforcing the demon-sealing seal, he could wipe out hundreds of possessed monks with one person. But when he was contaminated and possessed by demons, the cultivation world would have to pay a higher price if they wanted to kill him.

Qi Ci lay on his back on the grass, staring at the blue sky in front of him in a daze.

There was not a cloud above his head, but the bright sunshine could not penetrate the darkness of the woods, leaving only broken light spots on his body.

The Thunder Punishment Sword was thrown aside, dusty. The electric light in the ten square formations was extinguished, leaving only a scorched black ground. Qi Ci felt the poisonous agitation in his body gradually subsided in the severe pain, like a dormant beast temporarily

Defeat.

Although he successfully survived another poisonous attack, his progress in becoming a demon has obviously increased. According to the old men in the Tianyan Sect, he has already stepped into the entrance of the demon cultivator and is half dead.

Qi Ci closed his eyes, forget it, just let it be. He was exhausted.

His whole body seemed to be fished out of sweat, his hair and clothes were soaked, and they clung to his body, revealing his slender figure.

His clothes were messed up in the struggle, and there was a dark red scar on his broad, white chest. The scar was covered in blood, split from his left shoulder, and had not healed for a long time. It rose and fell with his breathing, and gradually spread to his arm.

, like the roots of a tree growing.

In the silent jungle, the man slept on the ground, defenseless.

After a while, soft footsteps appeared, slowly approaching the motionless person.

Huo Lingdong was carrying a bag on her back and a simple straw basket in her hand. She found Qi Ci's position by accident, but she didn't know whether she should step forward.

His roar before was still in my ears. It must have been a critical moment, and the surroundings were very dangerous.

But Huo Lingdong couldn't abandon her benefactor, just like he didn't abandon her back then.

The woman knelt down gently on the ground and put the straw basket aside. She picked up the coat he had thrown on the ground, shook it and wanted to put it on for him. But as soon as her hand reached out, she was grabbed and someone came.

It's so strong that I can't resist at all.

"ah!"

The huge force pulled her forward, and Huo Lingdong's whole body was spinning, but Qi Ci counterattacked and pressed her down on the grass.
Chapter completed!