The young man hurriedly stuffed the treasures into his arms and was about to rush out of the grotto-heaven.
But immediately, Cleansing Pool opened her arms and blocked his way. "Don't let him go, or we won't be able to guarantee Lord's safety."
The young man heard and hurriedly closed his eyes. "Don't worry, I didn't see anything. I won't say a word."
Di Qing also realized something and immediately released the Derivative Rope to tie him up and threw him into the depths of the grotto-heaven.
The young man who fell heavily on the ground was like a frightened rabbit. He started to speak without thinking, "My lords, I, Wei Liujia, am a good person. I have been diligent and conscientious in Mount Dagu and have not slacked off for a single day. I have not even missed my yearly offerings. God, you can see my sincerity. I am loyal to the second prince... wuwu..."
Di Qing could not be bothered to listen to his nonsense. He covered his mouth again and used the Derivative Rope to whip him several times before he finally became obedient.
The grotto-heaven instantly fell silent. Di Qing placed the unconscious Jian Wushuang on a flat ground and began to check on his condition.
Even Di Qing was shocked. Jian Wushuang's Immortal Body, which was originally in tatters and had almost been emptied of internal organs, had almost recovered. The ghastly wounds were also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Moreover, his aura had gradually stabilized from its previous fluctuations. It was only a matter of time before he completely recovered.
"What kind of freak is this guy?" Di Qing murmured in disbelief.
Cleansing Pool also stepped forward at this moment, her eyes still slightly red. "Lord's condition …"
"He is very well. There is nothing serious for now," Di Qing said coldly. He obviously hated this woman who was the main culprit.
"Then can I take care of Lord?" She whispered.
"No," Di Qing replied coldly. "He doesn't need to be taken care of. He will recover very soon."
Cleansing Pool agreed and returned dejectedly.
Time trickled by and the grotto-heaven in the immortal mountain fell silent.
After an unknown period of time, a soft cry with excitement came from far away outside the grotto-heaven.
In the blink of an eye, a silhouette that was over ten feet tall dashed into the grotto-heaven. Its snow-white fur was decorated with incomprehensible black patterns.
It was Cleansing Pool's Nightmare Tapir, the main culprit who had awakened all the immortal bones in the North Horizon Region's immortal graveyard.
At this moment, it leaped into the grotto-heaven. Its four dark eyes saw its master directly and it was about to pounce over excitedly.
However, it was met with a powerful kick.
He used almost all of his strength to kick the Cleansing Pool away.
At the same time, it slashed Zhao Ting's Nightmare Tapir's's Nightmare Tapir's's's's.
The Cleansing Pool's eyes were red. It looked at it and said coldly, "Get out. From now on, I am no longer your master."
. "The Nightmare Tapir whimpered softly as its front claws dug into the ground uneasily. It did not understand why its master was so cold all of a sudden.
It whimpered as if it was trying to please its master. Then, it lowered its body and moved forward. However, it was met with a sharp Nightmare Tapir's' 'response this time.
A bloody wound appeared on the Nightmare Tapir's neck as he swung his sword.
"Scram!" Cleansing Pool said coldly as the Nightmare Tapir pointed its Nightmare Tapir outside the grotto-heaven.
The Nightmare Tapir whimpered and lay where it was, motionless.
At this moment, a tired voice was heard slowly, "Forget it. What's done is done. It's reasonable that a little beast hasn't developed intelligence yet."
Jian Wushuang sat up slowly and coughed softly.
"Master, you're awake!" Cleansing Pool was shocked. The Nightmare Tapir placed its Nightmare Tapir on the ground and became uneasy.
"It'll be bad if I continue sleeping." He shook his head helplessly.
Di Qing, who had been sitting by his side, took a good look at him and raised its brows slightly. "You've recovered quite well."
Jian Wushuang smiled. "I'm lucky that I didn't hurt my origin. My recovery is quite smooth."
After he finished speaking, he slowly looked around. "Where are we now?"
Di Qing replied, "We're in the hinterland of Dafu Heaven. We're already out of the North Horizon Region."
"Seems like it's been quite smooth. This little grotto-heaven isn't bad. Although the derivation force is a little thin, it's still a pretty good meditation dojo." Jian Wushuang looked around and nodded.
The little grotto-heaven hid wind and water. Although the decorations were a little cold, it was still considered elegant. Its master clearly had style.
Just when he was about to look away, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure that was almost tied up like a dumpling at the corner of the wall.
Moreover, the dumpling's eyes were wide open as it looked at them in fear.
"Who's this?" Jian Wushuang was rather doubtful.
When Di Qing heard that, he reached out and clenched his fist. The figure that was wrapped up like a dumpling rolled over. At the same time, he removed the chain of derivation force from his mouth.
When the dejected young man saw that, he hurriedly closed his eyes and muttered, "I didn't see anything. I didn't see anything. I don't know how many people there are. Please let me go."
Jian Wushuang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "It's alright. Open your eyes and let me see."
When the young man heard that, he finally opened his eyes slowly.
"You're the master of this grotto-heaven?" He asked.
The young man nodded and said with a trembling voice, "I'm the second master of Mount Dagu, Wei Liujia …"
"Wei, Liujia? That's a good name. " Jian Wushuang smiled and nodded. Then, he said, "How many masters like you are there in the Dafu Heaven?"
The down-and-out youth named Wei Liujia immediately spilled the beans like spilling beans, "There are dozens of heavenly domains in the entire Mahayana Heaven, but there are only seventeen celestial mountain grotto-heavens like mine. Moreover, there are only seventeen mountain masters. Moreover, the position of mountain master is hereditary and cannot be controlled by others."
Jian Wushuang touched his chin. "Seventeen grotto-heavens and seventeen masters. It seems that your status in the Dafu Heaven should be relatively high, right?"
When Wei Liujia heard that, an awkward expression flashed across his face. "Although the master of the grotto-heavens has a high status, my father died in battle when I was young. He only left me the position of master of Mount Dagu."
"Although I'm the master of the grotto-heavens, I'm the only one in the entire grotto-heavens. In addition, I have to go there to worship every year. My father didn't leave behind any precious treasures, and I really can't obtain any treasures to worship. Therefore, after a few times, I became the weakest among the seventeen grotto-heavens. I'm not liked by any cultivators …"
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