Chapter 783

A sense of helplessness instantly filled Zhang Xiaohua's entire body. It was just like when Zhang Xiaohua and his family saved Liu Qian in Lu Town. Zhang Xiaohua had been trampled under the feet of a bully's servant. He could only watch as his father and brother were beaten to death. He wanted to reach out, but he couldn't do anything about it.

It had been many years since Zhang Xiaohua had felt this way!

Ever since Zhang Xiaohua achieved success in his cultivation of immortality, his arms had become extremely strong. No matter what opponents he encountered, he always had unpredictable methods to deal with them. Many times, he passed through them calmly. Even "Huang Feng" and "Blood Wolf King", who had killed countless people in the Orchid Evening Refinement, were defeated by him. Although Zhang Xiaohua had always reminded himself that mid-stage Qi Refinement was just the beginning, and there were still many talismans that he couldn't comprehend, let alone higher-level spells and artifacts. However, the smoothness of his journey gave rise to a sense of pride in his heart. It was the pride of a Qi Refinement cultivator.

However, at this moment, he truly felt that there was a limit to a person's strength!

Not everything was under his control. Not to mention the future, just now, he was at a loss.

Zhang Xiaohua sighed. He reached out to pat Qiu Tong's shoulder, but his hand stopped halfway. He only said softly, "Big sister Qiu Tong, don't worry. I … I'll do my best."

Qiu Tong raised her teary eyes. The disappointment in her eyes was self-evident. Yes, you'll do your best, but will your best be enough to save Ou Yan's life?

Zhang Xiaohua knew that even if he stayed here, it would be useless. Qiu Tong's crying only added to his frustration. He subconsciously said, "Big sister Qiu Tong, I'll go first. Tomorrow … I'll come back. You …"

However, he couldn't finish his sentence. He wanted to say, "Based on my judgment, the young lady's life force shouldn't be extinguished before the Spirit Awakening Pill is refined." However, the other meaning of this sentence was that Ou Yan probably didn't have many days left to live.

Wouldn't Qiu Tong be even sadder after hearing this?

Seeing Zhang Xiaohua leave, Qiu Tong nodded dejectedly and didn't look at him again.

Zhang Xiaohua silently walked out of the small house. He heard familiar footsteps outside the courtyard. It was undoubtedly Elder Yu. However, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't be bothered to meet him. He formed a hand seal and rushed out to the pill room on the mountain peak.

The Spirit Awakening Pill was the only way to save Ou Yan's life. Zhang Xiaohua had to give it his all!

However, when he arrived, he saw that Qiu Tong's Spirit Awakening Pill was refined of the Heaven's Furnace.... and......

Zhang Xiaohua stood silently in front of the alchemy furnace. In his mind, he recalled the usage of the Eight Trigrams Purple Gold Furnace, as well as the alchemy technique. He wanted to find a way to shorten the incubation time, but no matter how hard he searched, he could not find any suitable method.

In fact, this Purple Gold Furnace could refine dozens of medicinal herbs at the same time. It already took a lot less time than normal pill furnaces. If he wanted to shorten the time even further, he could only start with the method and method to refine the pill. There were also some subtle methods in the jade slip that could slightly increase the speed. However, Zhang Xiaohua didn't dare to casually try them. Moreover, these methods were very complicated. With his current level of refining pills and the true qi in his meridians, he still couldn't control them as he wished. Thus … Zhang Xiaohua could only follow the previous steps and watch the pill liquid gradually form into a pill. He didn't dare to interfere at all.

After a long time, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't calm down and cultivate talismans and the Heavenly Dao. Thus, he left the pill room.

Although the sun was shining and the wind was blowing on the Shixin Peak, it couldn't blow away the depression in Zhang Xiaohua's heart.

Going down from the top of the mountain, Zhang Xiaohua wasn't in a hurry. He slowly walked along the mountain path. From time to time, he thought in his heart, "What's the matter with Ou Yan's illness?"

There were many medicinal fields on the Shixin Peak, and some were barren. Since Zhang Xiaohua talked about the deal with Aunt Qin a few days ago, the disciples of the Misty Hall were mobilized by their Deputy Hall Master Qin. At this time, many male and female disciples were busy on the mountainside.

Seeing the medicine boy of the Pill-Opening Hall walking slowly on the mountain path, many disciples were slightly surprised. But then, some male and female disciples pointed at him and whispered. They were actually talking about something.

If it was a normal day, Zhang Xiaohua would have already known. He would probably hide on one side and eavesdrop on what they were talking about behind his back. However, at this time, he was absent-minded and didn't want to pay attention to it.

However, when he walked past the shadow of a tree, trouble came to him.

He saw a voice coming from not far away, "Ren Xiaoyao, Ren Xiaoyao, stop right there …"

Zhang Xiaohua was stunned. He stopped in a daze and looked back. He saw a valiant figure running from there. Looking carefully, it was Song Zhiyong who blocked him halfway a few days ago.

If it was a normal day, Zhang Xiaohua would probably cup his hands and give him a hypocritical smile. He might even call him Senior Brother Song. However, today, Zhang Xiaohua didn't have the leisure to be carefree. He immediately stared at Song Zhiyong's arrival with a cold face.

Before Song Zhiyong arrived in front of him, he shouted, "Ren Xiaoyao, you are really shameless. How dare you deceive me?

When did Junior Sister Xiao say such shameless words to you … "

Fine, I'll just take it that you're trying to protect your flower. I don't want to lower myself to your level, so I only exchanged a simple punch with you. You know how powerful I am, so I beg you, please don't harass me anymore. Besides, I was talking to you to give you a chance to get close to your Junior Sister Xiao, but … but you can't chase after me like this, using me as an excuse to get close to your Junior Sister Xiao, right?!

Therefore, Zhang Xiaohua rushed forward. Without waiting for Song Zhiyong to land, she grabbed his neck. When Song Zhiyong saw that Zhang Xiaohua was about to make a move, he immediately stretched out his hand to stop her. He had suffered in the hands of Zhang Xiaohua before, so of course, he was prepared. Unfortunately, Zhang Xiaohua didn't even look at his hand. Her right hand continued to grab his neck. Song Zhiyong was one step ahead and grabbed Zhang Xiaohua's wrist. It was where her pulse was. He was overjoyed and immediately circulated his internal energy, wanting to embarrass Zhang Xiaohua.

However, wherever Song Zhiyong's internal energy went, Zhang Xiaohua's arm was like a stone pillar. It was hard and he couldn't feel it at all. Before Song Zhiyong could be surprised, Zhang Xiaohua's right hand grabbed Song Zhiyong's neck as if there was no obstruction.

Zhang Xiaohua was slightly taller than Song Zhiyong and her arms were slightly longer. With a little force, Zhang Xiaohua immediately lifted Song Zhiyong up. "Ah, ah, ah, ah." Song Zhiyong couldn't say anything else. His mouth was like a duck's and the words he said were like a duck's. However, his face became increasingly pale and gradually turned green.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaohua was also gritting her teeth. Her expression was ferocious and there was a trace of fierceness in her eyes. Her iron-like arms were firmly extended in mid-air. She looked coldly at Song Zhiyong, who was continuously kicking out and grabbing Zhang Xiaohua's arms with both hands. Song Zhiyong was struggling with all his might. The strength in her hands was also gradually increasing …

There were many disciples in the surrounding herb fields. When they saw this terrifying scene, they were momentarily stunned. There were even a few young female disciples who covered their mouths with their hands and almost cried out in shock.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaohua's slightly taller figure stood there steadily. Her hair and clothes fluttered in the wind. She was like a demon god, scaring everyone so much that no one dared to move!

As for Song Zhiyong, who was being held in Zhang Xiaohua's hands, his face had already turned green and his tongue was slightly sticking out. His legs that were kicking forward had already lost their strength. Now, he was struggling up and down. His two hands were weakly placed on Zhang Xiaohua's arms and his eyes were filled with the fear of death.

And Zhang Xiaohua, who usually looked very gentle, did not seem to have any signs of stopping …

"Senior Brother Ren … Senior Brother Ren?" A timid voice sounded from behind Zhang Xiaohua.

This voice was not loud, but it was unusually clear. It was a voice that Zhang Xiaohua was slightly familiar with. This voice immediately woke Zhang Xiaohua up from her anger. When she regained her senses and saw Song Zhiyong's appearance in her hands, her heart trembled. She immediately loosened the strength in her hands and casually threw him aside. Song Zhiyong landed on the ground. For a moment, he was unable to get up. He could only open his mouth and take in air with all his might like a bellows on fire.

When Zhang Xiaohua turned her head, she saw a young disciple of the Ethereal Hall. It was Mu Tangchun, whom she was familiar with in her early years.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohua turn her head, Mu Tangchun obviously quivered and took half a step back. Zhang Xiaohua coughed twice and asked, "Junior Brother Mu, you … What's the matter?"

Mu Tangchun's face was a little pale. He seemed to have mustered up his courage and said, "Senior Brother Ren, I don't know how Senior Brother Song has offended you. But, seeing that you fought with me that day, I know that you are a reasonable Senior Brother. You can talk things out face to face, but … please don't take someone's life because of some small matter …"

Towards the end, his voice became softer and softer.

Zhang Xiaohua took a deep breath and closed her eyes to calm down. She squeezed out a smile and said, "Junior Brother Mu is right. I have lost my composure today!"

Seeing Zhang Xiaohua's smile, which was not much better than crying, Mu Tangchun's heart warmed. He nodded his head like a chick pecking at rice. He could not say anything.

Zhang Xiaohua turned her head and said coldly to Song Zhiyong, "I have only met your Junior Sister Xiao once. I think she must have told you clearly.

What I said earlier was just a joke because you blocked my way in the middle of the night. Don't take it to heart. Actually … How should I say it to you?

Can you use your heel to think?

If you and your Junior Martial Sister Xiao are in love with each other, wouldn't I have no chance to interfere?

But if you two were not in love, even if I didn't interfere, wouldn't others have a chance?

I was a little reckless today. Please don't take it to heart. Don't find trouble with me in the future. I can't guarantee that I will be in a good mood the next time I see you! "

After saying that, she bowed slightly to Song Zhiyong and left!

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