Chapter 211 (1/2)

It has been several days since he arrived at longxixia. Xiang Xian felt as if he was living in a nightmare.

Yushan Wuxie, who vowed all the way that jiedan's father would take himself as an apprentice, turned his face as soon as he got to the ground. Xiang Xian didn't even see his father's face, so he directly locked it up and threw it into the pigsty next to the pool.

His magic weapons and pills were searched, and he was filled with Yuan expelling water. He was also tied with animal tendons on his hands and feet. He was exposed to the wind and sun in this smelly place every day.

On the cliff behind him, those martial brothers of Yushan Hall who are high spirited in their toes on weekdays are as busy as ants every day. They are busy cutting mountains and stones, moving trees and planting grass. No one looks at him at all.

Doesn't it mean that the golden body hall has completely collapsed? Why do those old men walk around HALELY and heartily every day and scold a few words from time to time, while the friars of Yushan hall swallow their breath and flatter?

Whose territory is this?

Xiang Xian was very good at observing words and expressions. After a few days, he felt that the situation was wrong. He happened to see Liu Gu passing by. He was shy and shouted to master. As a result, he only got a white eye.

For more than ten days, without eating or drinking, Xiang Xian was already haggard and immature. He tried to arch his body and gathered together like a maggot to the stone trough in front. There was mashed pig food. Although the grass tendon had rotted for a long time, he could still rely on it to maintain his vitality.

He has eaten pig food for three days. Although those monks who come and go from time to time will throw a disdainful look, what is face compared to life?

Xiang Xian struggled to lift his body, put his head together and prepared for dinner. He calculated that there were three stone grooves, which were filled with pig food such as grass mud and residual roots. One stone groove was five feet long. He licked half a foot every day. That stone groove could maintain his needs for ten days, and he could live enough for a month after eating all.

Within this month, senior sister Qingtan should be able to come back and find herself missing. She will certainly look for her.

No matter what happens between Yushan hall and Jinshen hall, why do you treat yourself like this? With elder martial sister Qingtan as the backer, I will be able to turn over. Now I will return all the humiliation I have received!

He just opened his mouth with a bitter and fishy straw tendon, but he felt that a shadow covered the sun on his body. Behind the pigsty was the cliff under construction. There were many monks passing by on weekdays. He didn't care. He swallowed half of it hard before he felt something was wrong.

Why does the shadow stay in front of him?

Xiang Xian raised his head blankly. The sun was blazing, so that his eyes were not focused for a time. He only saw a few vague figures standing in front of him, as if they were looking down at him.

Xiang Yang looked down at the guy who grew up together, and a chill hung around his mouth.

Xiang Xian rolls in the pigsty every day. His dark supervisor's robe is already covered with grass dust and soil. His long black hair is scattered and tangled in strands. It is covered with dirty rotten leaves and mud. His face is covered with cyan slurry, and several rotten grass tendons are dragged around his mouth. The only one who can see something human is a pair of eyes.

In those years, they followed Liu Gu into the immortal gate, and then Xiang Xian turned to Yushan hall. Over the past ten years, instead of thinking about Liu Gu's good, they helped the tyrants and targeted everything. They deliberately wanted to force the old people of Jinshen hall to death. If they hadn't rushed back in time, they were afraid that these old people would not last for a few days.