"I will send you on the way!"

Feng Rui waved his hand gently, and Nanming Lihuo came out, instantly wrapping Puzan. Puzan didn't even have time to scream, and was burned to ashes by Nanming Lihuo.

Immediately, Feng Rui sat cross-legged on the ground and began to study the Three Realms Reincarnation Sutra.

Half a month has passed in a blink of an eye, and the Three Realms Reincarnation Sutra has been comprehended by Feng Rui. In a martial arts plane like Tianlong, the Three Realms Reincarnation Sutra can definitely be called a strange book!

Although the pseudo-primordial spirit carries a fake word, it has some magical powers of the primordial spirit. The so-called living Buddhas of the Buddha Sect can be reborn because they rely on the pseudo-primordial spirit.

"It's a pity that it's too late to get the third reincarnation scripture"

If you had not broken through the Yuanshen period, the Three-life Reincarnation Sutra might have been helpful, but Feng Rui is now in the Hedao period, and the Three-life Reincarnation Sutra will seem tasteless to eat, which is a pity to throw away.

However, in the Three Realms of Reincarnation Sutra, some places can be called unique and ingenious ideas. The person who created this sutra is definitely a genius.

"Just treat it as a waste of time!"

Feng Rui slowly stood up and directly used the magic of flying clouds and fog, preparing to return to Qiyun Mountain.

After breaking through the Hedao period, he used the Cloud-Driving Fog Fairy Technique, and his speed was far better than flying with swords. In less than a quarter of an hour, Feng Rui returned to the Northern Song Dynasty.

"Why? Why? Why?"

But when passing by a valley, Feng Rui suddenly heard someone screaming below.

Feng Rui fell from the sky and saw a strong man in his thirties on a bluestone bridge in the valley, holding a woman in his arms, whistling up.

The woman's breath was weak, she was seriously injured and died, and a trace of blood spilled out from the corners of her mouth from time to time. She seemed to be in serious injuries.

"Brother, let's go and accompany you now."

The strong man murmured to himself, suddenly raised his hand and slapped his head.

"Oh, I'm resentful, I'm afraid of fate, all sentient beings are evil."

A sigh suddenly came from his ears, and the strong man flapped his body and turned around suddenly. He saw that a Taoist came on the bluestone bridge at some point.

The Taoist seemed to be not old last year, about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a white long gown, as white as snow, spotless, with a temperament that was beyond the ordinary, and stood by the bluestone bridge with his hands on his back.

"Who is yours?"

The strong man's face changed slightly. He had achieved great martial arts, and no one could have approached him three feet.

But the man in front of him appeared quietly on the bluestone bridge, and he didn't notice it at all.

"I am a great son, the donor is polite."

"Tai Xuanzi?"

The strong man frowned slightly. When did such a master appear in the world? He had never heard of this name before.

Feng Rui smiled indifferently and pointed at the woman.

"This girl is not dead yet. If she is treated now, it may be too late."

"I would like to ask the Taoist priest to help, Xiao Feng is very grateful."

The strong man is Xiao Feng, and the woman in Xiao Feng's arms is naturally Azhu.

"Well!"

Feng Rui nodded. If it were someone else, he wouldn't bother to pay attention to it, but he still admired Xiao Feng very much.

Xiao Feng is a man with both wisdom and courage, extraordinary courage, heroic and heroic, and values ​​love and righteousness. In various martial arts planes of Jin Yong, the person Feng Rui admires the most is Xiao Feng.

Feng Rui waved his hand gently, and Azhu's body gradually floated up.

Feng Rui took out another Yuan Dan and handed it to Xiao Feng to take Azhu. Then he poured a magic power into the air to repair Azhu's damaged internal organs.

The eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are so strong that they are extremely powerful, and with Azhu's cultivation level is low, Xiao Feng's palm almost shattered her internal organs.

Such a serious injury would have been absolutely impossible to save someone else. Fortunately, she was lucky enough to meet Feng Rui.

"this"

Seeing Feng Rui gently flicking his sleeves, Azhu floated up lightly, and Xiao Feng suddenly widened his eyes.

"alright!"

Two hours later, Feng Rui let out a light breath. After two hours of repair, Azhu's internal organs had basically recovered. In addition, she took Huiyuan Dan and finally saved her life.

"She has just recovered from the injury and is still very weak. She needs to take good care of her for a while."

"Thank you, Master. I don't know the name of you. Xiao Feng will be rewarded in the future!"

Xiao Feng said with gratitude.

Feng Rui nodded and said with a smile.

"I am a monk who is a monk who travels to Yun, so there is no need to give me a lot of rewards."

"Brother, am I not dead?"

Azhu Youyou woke up, Xiao Feng hurried over and gently helped Azhu up.

"You're fine, Taoist Master Taixuan saved you."

"Thank you for saving your life."

Azhu seemed to want to get up, but because of his weakness, he fell into Xiao Feng's arms again.

"You are weak, lie down in place for a while."

"Listen to the Taoist priest, don't move."

Xiao Feng nervously supported Azhu, for fear that Azhu would fall.

"Brother, I'm sorry"

"It's not your fault, it's all my fault. It's better if you don't take revenge!"

Feng Rui pondered for a moment, took out a bottle of Huiyuan Dan from the storage bracelet, waved his hand gently, and the Huiyuan Dan flew towards Xiao Feng and landed steadily in Xiao Feng's hand.

"This is the Yuan Dan. Miss Azhu can take one every day and can recover as before in three days."

"Thank you, Master."

After Xiao Feng took the Yuandan, he hurriedly bowed to thank him.

Feng Rui nodded and asked knowingly.

"Brother Xiao, why did Miss Azhu suffer such a serious injury?"

"well"

Xiao Feng sighed, and did not hide it now, and told the whole story.

Things were like in the original work. Xiao Feng resigned from the position of gang leader and struggled to find the whereabouts of the leader. Because he believed Mrs. Ma's words, he almost killed Azhu by mistake.

Feng Rui pondered for a moment, thinking about his thoughts.

"Brother Xiao, I have heard of you, but if you want to find the leader, I am afraid you have found the wrong person. Duan Zhengchun is obviously not the leader."

"Why did the Taoist priest say that?"

"You are blinded by hatred because of your desire to take revenge. Think carefully, how old was Duan Zhengchun in the battle outside Yanmen Pass thirty years ago? How could he have the prestige to command the heroes?"

"good!"

Xiao Feng nodded, his face turned ashen.

Then there is no doubt that it must be Mrs. Ma who lied. This was the first time Xiao Feng hated someone so much. Because of Mrs. Ma's misleading, he almost killed Azhu by mistake.

If it weren't for the Taoist priest's rescue, Azhu would have really wanted to suffer at that time, wouldn't he be in pain?

"Thus calculation, the identity of the leader is about to emerge. Thirty years ago, only a few people in Miaomiao had prestige and called on all the heroes!"

"The Taoist priest said it is reasonable."

Xiao Feng is also a shrewd person. He was just eager to take revenge before. In addition, Duan Zhengchun, who was pretending to be Azhu, admitted it himself, so he didn't have time to think too much.

But now after Feng Rui mentioned it, he quickly realized that Duan Zhengchun was definitely not the leader.
Chapter completed!