“Huh?”

When they saw Qin Cheng in the sand pit, one of them couldn't help but speak out.

"Senior brother, you look upside down, you might have been killed by the yellow sand storm just now."

"It's true, but this guy doesn't seem to be dead and still has a breath."

Standing on the edge of the sand pit in Qincheng were two old men wearing Taoist robes.

One of them was short with gray hair, while the other was tall and thin, with silver hair.

Both of them stood by the pit, staring at Qin Cheng and observing carefully.

"I didn't expect that we could pick up the corpses of those monsters who were unlucky and killed by the storm, and we could still pick up someone?" the gray-haired old man grinned.

"I thought only monsters would be so stupid that they could not escape. They were buried in a storm, but I didn't expect this kid to be so stupid."

"Shut up, maybe I've encountered some difficulties, but this kid has some ability to survive the terrible storm." The white-haired old man exclaimed.

"Senior brother, what should we do about this person? Is it whether he is just throwing this here or..." the gray-haired old man asked.

"If you can save me, just save me. Just make more good relationships. Our good deeds are not ordinary sects. The ancestral teachings are to accumulate virtue and do good deeds and make good connections." The old man with white hair said.

"Tsk, if it weren't for this ancestral teaching, our sect wouldn't have done anything, and it wouldn't have fallen to this day, so that we two old guys would still be able to pass the tribulation realm." The gray-haired old man shook his head helplessly.

But he retorted, but he did not stop at all in his actions.

Both of them flew into this deep pit.

"Fellow Taoist, are you still awake? If you are conscious, please respond one or two, fellow Taoist?"

The old man with white hair asked, but received no response.

So he reached out and looked out on Qincheng's wrist.

"Although he is unconscious, his body is not seriously injured. I'll be sent back to Shacheng later. It's safe there and he can recover slowly."

When Qin Cheng found that he was in good condition, the white-haired old man took back his arm.

Then the two men pulled Qin Cheng out from the depths of the sand pit, one left and one right.

"Senior brother, do you feel that this guy looks familiar?"

Before, Qin Cheng was buried in a sand pit, his body was faintly visible and his face was covered with a lot of sand.

Now that he was pulled out, the gray-haired old man suddenly shouted and found that Qin Cheng's face was a little familiar.

"What's wrong with the appearance? I was shocked all day long, but there was no elder."

The white-haired old man glared at his junior brother, looked at Qin Cheng, and then immediately widened his eyes.

"This guy seems to be the body of the heavenly punishment! He is called Qincheng, he is the genius of Qingzhou, right?"

"Yes, I was still stunned for a moment. It was Qincheng, which guy was so popular in the valley, but he didn't expect to fall here."

The gray-haired old man nodded repeatedly.

"But this guy is from Gyeongju. Although we are not satisfied with the winner, we are at least a monk from Longzhou. If someone sees him, will he cause trouble?" The gray-haired old man said worriedly.

The conflict between Qincheng and Ying Yuci is well known in the valley.

Qincheng shouted Ying Yuci's name in Wudao Mountain. Later, Ying Yuci made a stinky fruit and made a fool of himself, which was also done by Qincheng.

"It's okay. After all, I'm a genius. It would be a loss to die here. I'll carry him out first." The white-haired old man shook his head and said.

"After a while, the storm will completely subside, and those monsters will increase. I heard that there are still two demon beasts appearing now. If we encounter them, we will die."


Chapter completed!