I Hide And Farm In The World Of Cultivation To Increase My Proficiency

Although already at the location, out of caution, this time even Meng Ruyan didn't propose the idea of ​​going in directly.

After all, no matter how you look at the inn in front of you, it is very strange.

The overall inn is not only well preserved, but also looks out of place with the dilapidated houses around it.

What made the three of them even more vigilant was that there wasn't even a ghost warrior nearby.

There are many reasons for this to occur.

One is that there is some kind of magic circle around the inn, which can dispel the surrounding ghost soldiers.

There is another kind, that is, there is a powerful ghost in the inn.

As a result, the ghost warriors around did not dare to enter it because they were afraid.

As a formation master, Lu Yuan didn't feel the existence of formations around him, so he basically ruled out the first one.

The remaining reason is that there is a powerful ghost in this inn.

As for what this ghost is, no one knows.

Maybe it's to show your worth.

At this time, Zhuang Yangbing volunteered and said, "Two friends, let me come first this time."

Lu Yuan and Meng Ruyan looked at each other, then nodded.

Because they also want to see what kind of strength Zhuang Yangbing has.

Under the curious eyes of the two, a lot of blood began to emerge from Zhuang Yangbing's body.

Then he took out a puppet magic weapon.

When Zhuang Yangbing's energy and blood merged into the puppet, the puppet immediately came alive, and changed into Zhuang Yangbing's appearance for a long time.

【Stand-In Doll】

[Quality: low-grade magic weapon]

[Description: A special puppet refined by a secret method, capable of holding a soul]

Lu Yuan looked at Zhuang Yangbing and his stand-in puppet, and couldn't help complaining in his heart.

Blood Yangshan monk who likes to suck blood, plus an ascension doll.

Is it possible that you are a stand-in messenger? !

Zhuang Yangbing didn't know about Lu Yuan's internal complaints.

He controlled the stand-in puppet with the fifth floor of the foundation building stage, and walked into the inn.

The stand-in puppet at this time looks similar to the paper doll in the ghost king's mansion, without much aura of a living person.

Through the stand-in doll, Zhuang Yangbing quickly saw the situation in the inn.

I saw that there is not much special about the layout of the inn.

Empty tables lined the hall.

The dusty desktop looked like no one had been here for a long time.

After seeing that there was no useful information in the hall, the stand-in doll started walking towards the backyard.

Not long after walking, the stand-in doll heard the sound of chopping vegetables coming from inside.

With a little curiosity, the stand-in doll walked towards the direction of the voice.

And that location is exactly where the back kitchen of the inn is located.

When the stand-in doll opened the door to the back kitchen yard, a huge horse-headed ghost came into view.

The horse head ghost, who was about five meters tall, was constantly cutting the guys on the chopping board with the huge machete.

The stand-in puppet took a closer look, and it turned out that what the horse-headed ghost was cutting was a ghost warrior.

The bloody scene, even Zhuang Yangbing, who is a monk of the magic way, felt a little uncomfortable.

After all, although he is a monk of the magic way, he has a cautious character.

As a result, he does not want to accumulate too much karma.

Therefore, Zhuang Yangbing has practiced all the way so far, basically he has never done anything as harmful as other monks of the magic way.

And all the blood he drank while practicing was the blood of monsters.

He can be regarded as a rare 'good guy' in Xueyang Mountain.

After observing the horse head ghost for a while, the promotion puppet turned around and left.

But suddenly, the stand-in doll found that his body was shrouded in a huge shadow.

He turned his head and found that the horse-headed ghost who was clearly still in the yard before had actually appeared behind him.

Looking at the huge figure of the horse head ghost and the big knife dripping with brown blood in his hand, his face became a little ugly.

Outside the inn, Zhuang Yangbing, who had been controlling the doll with his eyes closed, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

Immediately afterwards, his face suddenly turned pale.

"Li Daoyou, are you okay?"

Seeing this scene, Lu Yuan pretended to be concerned.

Zhuang Yangbing waved his hand, indicating that he has no problem.

Then he looked at the two of them and said in a heavy tone: "Chen Daoyou, Meng Daoyou, there is a huge horse-faced evil ghost in this inn."

"In terms of strength, I guess it's on the eighth or nineth floor of the foundation building period, which is very good."

"However, with the strength of fellow daoist Li and fellow daoist dream, this guy should not be able to pose a threat to you."

Speaking of this, Zhuang Yangbing suddenly coughed twice.

Then he spit out two more mouthfuls of blood, and he seemed to be in a very bad state.

Zhuang Yangbing, who was seriously injured, said embarrassingly: "Two friends, I'm sorry, my puppet has been killed by that ghost now, and my soul has also been affected to a certain extent."

"The task of beheading that ghost right now can only be handed over to two fellow Taoists. Li, I... can't do what I want."

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Looking at Zhuang Yangbing, who was so talented in acting, Lu Yuan secretly sneered in his heart.

It is true that you are injured, but from my observation of your state of mind and soul, it is obvious that you are still a long way from being seriously injured.

Saying this now, it must be because I think this inn is a bit dangerous, and I want to trick us.

After all, the current situation of the three is that Lu Yuan and Meng Ruyan not only have the advantage in numbers.

And in terms of strength, it is faintly above Zhuang Yangbing.

If one of the two of them can be seriously injured at this time, or even directly disabled, it will undoubtedly be a very good situation for Zhuang Yangbing.

Lu Yuan, who is also Lao Yinbi, naturally guessed Zhuang Yangbing's tricks right away.

So Lu Yuan stepped forward and directly grabbed Zhuang Yangbing's wrist, preventing him from walking to the side to 'heal his wounds'.

Zhuang Yangbing, who was suddenly pulled back, said suspiciously: "Chen Daoyou, what do you mean?"

Lu Yuan looked at him and said with 'concern': "Li Daoyou, Mr. Chen is not talented, but he also knows a little about the way of pills."

"Since ancient times, medicine has not been separated. Li Daoyou, your injury, I might be able to help you relieve it."

The corner of Zhuang Yangbing's mouth twitched slightly: "No, don't you need it?"

"What I suffered was an injury to my soul, which cannot be healed by ordinary pills."

Unexpectedly, Lu Yuan said "excitedly" at this time: "So it's the injury of the soul? It's a small matter, I have the medicine to restore the soul here."

As he spoke, Lu Yuan took out a bottle of 'Soul Yang Pill' amidst Zhuang Yangbing's ugly face.

This nourishing soul pill was exchanged by Lu Yuan from his master Han Yuanshan before he went down the mountain.

The function is also very simple, that is, it can restore the soul of the monk.

It is a relatively rare medicine.

Zhuang Yangbing didn't expect that Lu Yuan would see through his attempt to take advantage of his injury to retreat on the spot, and even took out the Soul Cultivation Pill that could cultivate the soul.

But Zhuang Yangbing still didn't give up, and continued: "Chen Daoyou, I'm also very short of energy and blood, Guangyanghun Pill is..."

"It's okay, I still have the blood-replenishing pill for restoring qi and blood..."

"The spiritual power in my body is disordered, and the spiritual root has been damaged to a certain extent..."

"It's a coincidence, I still have the elixir for restoring spiritual power and nourishing spiritual roots, and I will give it to you fellow Taoist."

In the end, while Zhuang Yangbing was stunned, Lu Yuan took out several bottles of pills for him.

This made Zhuang Yangbing no longer have an excuse.

He looked at the bottles and cans in his hand, and couldn't help but say: "Chen Daoyou, I never thought you would have such accomplishments in this way of alchemy..."

Lu Yuan showed a 'sincere' smile, and said very modestly: "I understand a little bit, and I only understand a little bit about the way of this pill."

Looking at Lu Yuan's innocent smiling face, Zhuang Yangbing resisted the thought of blowing him up, and thanked him in a hypocritical way: "Then thank you, Daoist Chen."

"You're welcome, fellow Daoist Li, don't worry, Senior Sister Meng and I can go in together after you recover from your injury."

On the last words "go in together", Lu Yuan especially emphasized his tone.

The meaning of threat is self-evident!

Demo, play with me, Jian Jian Lu, "wrinkle your brows, retreat behind everyone", you are still a little tender!

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