When Murong Xingyun started, he knew that Yuwen Zhouyuan's cultivation was unfathomable, but now that he knew that Yuwen Zhouyuan was a mainland monk, he was surprised, and Murong Xingyun's expression became even more respectful.
"Well, I have made some connections with fellow Taoist about what I am doing. I hope that fellow Taoist can keep it a secret and not tell it." Yu Wen Zhouyuan said lightly. Although he looked kind and pleasant, the sharpness in his eyes made Murong Xingyun heartbroken.
Get chilly.
"Senior, don't worry, I know it. I will never dare to talk nonsense and bring trouble to senior." Murong Xingyun said hurriedly and respectfully.
"Okay!" Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded, with a look of satisfaction on his face: "Now, fellow Taoist, can you tell me what is the relationship between Fairy Nangong and your sect?" Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at Nangong Dai.
the portrait asked.
"Haha, even if this senior doesn't ask, I will still tell you, because it is not a secret at all. A year ago, my master met Fairy Nangong by chance when he was out. The two had the same spirit and became close friends.
At the invitation of our master, Fairy Nangong came to Yuntai Island and lived for a while, and this painting was left during that period." Murong Xingyun spoke eloquently and spoke very honestly.
"So that's it? Is it that simple?" Yuwen Zhouyuan asked.
"That's true. I dare not hide my identity." Murong Xingyun said.
"What happened next?" Yuwen Zhouyuan asked.
"Later, Fairy Nangong lived here for more than ten years and then left here. Soon after, our master advanced to the True Lord Stage and also ascended to the Taihuang Mountain Cultivation World.
"Fairy Yuntai has advanced to the level of True Lord, so why is the strength of your sect so weak?" Yuwen Zhouyuan said in a deep voice.
Originally, Yuwen Zhouyuan thought that the Medical Fu Sect was just an inconspicuous small sect. Now it seems that the situation is completely different from what he originally thought. Being able to advance to the True Lord, the Yuntai Fairy's qualifications are not mentioned for the time being.
The cultivation techniques definitely came from somewhere.
"It makes the seniors laugh. My master is so brave but the junior disciples are unworthy. After my master ascended to the throne, the enemies of our sect took the opportunity to attack. Although the elders of the sect repelled the enemies after a bloody battle, it is a pity that after this battle,
The elders of our sect died of serious injuries not long ago. Since then, our sect has gradually declined, and most of its various techniques have been lost, so that the "Qihuang True Talisman" has become incomplete." Murong Xingyun sighed.
, eyes filled with loneliness.
Yuwen Zhouyuan casually comforted him with a few words of comfort. The vicissitudes of the world, the changes in the world, and the ups and downs of a sect are normal. To be fair, the Medical Fu Sect did not disappear in the attack of the enemy and let the orthodoxy be passed on. This is
Very amazing.
Of course, Yuwen Zhouyuan still had doubts in his heart. According to what this woman said, the Yuntai Fairy in the past was definitely not a creature in the pond. Why should the Medical Fu Sect's general helm be located in the waters of Yuntai Island, which is like a remote country?
After a slight hesitation, Yuwen Zhouyuan did not ask this question. It is taboo to talk briefly and deeply. There will be plenty of time in the future, so there is no rush now.
However, looking at Murong Xingyun's expression, Yuwen Zhouyuan seemed more kind: "The so-called God's will exists in the dark. To be honest with you fellow Taoist, I and Fairy Nangong are brothers and sisters of the same sect. Since my sister and Master Ling are
They are good friends, so we are not considered outsiders."
"What the senior said is true, this is really a coincidence." Murong Xingyun was also overjoyed. Considering the current situation of the Medical Fu Sect, she could not help but have a monk who is a true master or above as a backer. It seems that the upcoming catastrophe can be easily solved.
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"Well, I'm a little tired. How about chatting with fellow Taoists some other time when I'm free?" Yuwen Zhouyuan said calmly.
"I'm confused and disturbed my senior's rest. I'll take my leave for the time being. Senior, if you have any requests, feel free to tell me, but don't be polite." The woman gave Yingying a brush and then withdrew respectfully.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes fell on the mural. He actually discovered Nangong Dai's trace here. Now he doesn't know where this woman is. It would be great if he could find her.
Although this Medical Fu Sect has some relationship with Nangong Dai, they are still far away from their goal of finding Nangong Dai.
Yuwen Zhouyuan sighed, he couldn't solve the problem in a hurry, the most urgent thing was to do the things in front of him.
With this in mind, Yu Wen Zhouyuan walked out of the cave, then took out several sets of formation flags and formation plates from his arms, and laid them out around him. Yu Wen Zhouyuan was either worried that the people from the Medical Fu Sect would be detrimental to him, or he was just borrowing their strength.
No matter how brave you are, this kind of thing will never happen, but you just have to be careful. Yuwen Zhouyuan is already used to it, and there must always be some warnings in his cultivation place.
After doing all this, Yuwen Zhouyuan returned to the cave.
"Cough, cough, cough..." Yuwen Zhouyuan took off his shirt, but the wounds on his chest and lower abdomen were still not healed. The incarnation of the corpse demon of Lord Jiaowen was extremely terrifying. This person's poisonous skills had already invaded the meridians.
, was locked by his own spiritual power. Some time ago, he had been on the road, so he couldn't take care of it. Now things have changed. Now that he has a stable place to practice, of course he must first remove the stubborn disease.
If the injury is not good, how can we practice? The thought in my mind turned, and Yu Wen Zhouyuan was already sitting cross-legged in an orderly manner, and he wanted to get rid of the trouble first.
Regardless of the horrific external wounds, the real trouble is the evil energy that has invaded the body. As long as it is expelled, for a cultivator, healing this physical wound is just a matter of effort.
Yuwen Zhouyuan closed his eyes and sunk his mind into his body to investigate. Near the wound, he saw a few wisps of black energy like demons, rushing around, but they were all covered with Yuwen Zhouyuan's mana, so
The black sword energy cannot be rushed out.
On the surface, Yuwen Zhouyuan's magic power trapped the demonic energy, but it still stayed in the meridians near the wound. It was precisely because of the destructive effect of the demonic energy that the wound could not heal.
After Yuwen Zhouyuan hesitated for a moment, he separated a little of his spiritual consciousness using the method of mind-generating. The divine consciousness immediately turned into a very small Yuwen Zhouyuan. This spiritual consciousness was different from Yuanying.
The transformed object has no body, but this does not affect his control of mana. The little guy opened his hand, and the nearby spiritual dragon came over, wrapping the little guy like armor, and then he turned toward a black
The demonic energy rushed over.
The purpose was to catch it, but the demonic energy seemed to have spirituality and was unwilling to be restrained. It turned into a black demonic snake, which was of course very small.
Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't care, he rushed forward and caught him, and then he appeared outside his body in a flash.
Yuwen Zhouyuan opened his right hand, and the devil snake fell into his palm.
Then Xiaoyu Wenzhouyuan, whose spiritual consciousness took form, sank in from above his head again, leaving only the tiny streak of devilish energy in his hand as thin as a gossamer.
"Hiss..." The thing flashed and turned into a ferocious monster.
"Hmph, you are about to die, do you still want to resist?" This thing has tortured him for so long. Yuwen Zhouyuan naturally has no good impressions of it. With a shake of his hand, the black and white Yin and Yang Dan fire emerged, and the demon
Air package.
It's just a rootless monster, how can it still fight its own yin and yang elixir fire?
Sure enough, even though the black demonic energy was fierce, it was quickly extinguished in the Yin Yang Dan fire.
The expression on Yuwen Zhouyuan's face was very satisfied. He was about to take back the Yin Yang Dan Fire, but his eyebrows moved as if he had discovered something.
Yuwen Zhouyuan put his palms in front of his eyes and looked at them for a moment.
"Not bad, not bad. It's really a blessing in disguise. I didn't expect that this black demonic energy would actually add another function to my Yin Yang Dan Fire, which is the power of corrosion." The laughter passed into my ears, shaking the whole cave and buzzing.
There was a sound, and Yuwen Zhouyuan wished he had more wounds on his body, so that there would be more black demonic energy to cultivate Yin Yang Dan Fire.
When bad things turned into good things, Yuwen Zhouyuan was naturally overjoyed.
The process just now sounds simple, but in fact it took two hours.
Yuwen Zhouyuan also felt a little tired, so he took a short rest, then sat cross-legged again, and began to expel the black evil energy in the same way, and then refined it into the yin and yang elixir fire.
Two days passed quickly. Yuwen Zhouyuan refined the last trace of black demonic energy into the yin and yang elixir fire. The stubborn disease had been driven away. Yuwen Zhouyuan stretched out his hand and patted the storage bag, revealing a small jade bottle.
Fly out.
After uncorking the bottle, the fragrance filled the air. Yuwen Zhouyuan applied a milky white ointment-like substance to the surface of the wound.
An incredible scene happened. The wound, which was originally the size of a thumb and dripping with blood, began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In less than a cup of tea, Yuwen Zhouyuan's skin became smooth and clean again, and it didn't look like it had been penetrated by a magic hole.
"This muscle-stimulating and blood-activating ointment is quite effective." Yuwen Zhouyuan murmured to himself.
This thing is actually equivalent to the secular golden sore medicine. Things from the world of immortality are naturally far more magical than the mortal world. The living dead cannot do it, but it is still not difficult and easy to use flesh and bones.
However, this kind of "magic medicine" that would cause countless bloodshed in the secular world is considered worthless in the world of immortality.
There are many types of elixirs, and generally only those that increase mana and break through bottlenecks will be pursued by the monks. Of course, the one used by Yuwen Zhouyuan is Renxin Sect's own unique healing elixir.
The injury had healed. Yuwen Zhouyuan returned to the bedroom, fetched water and took a bath.
It was said to be fetching water, but in fact Yuwen Zhouyuan did not go out at all. As an immortal cultivator at the level of Zhenyu Wenzhouzhou, he could control the vitality of heaven and earth. He could directly fetch the vitality of nearby water and turn it into bath water.
After cleaning, Yuwen Zhouyuan fell down and took a deep sleep. When he woke up the next day, Yuwen Zhouyuan felt refreshed and went to the practice room.
As soon as the sleeves of the robe were flicked, a ray of light flew out from the waist. After falling, there were seven or eight storage bags, each one bulging. In addition, there was a jade box.
With a flick of Yuwen Zhouyuan's sleeves, the jade box was rolled over. The jade box was not big, only one foot long, and looked extremely delicate.
Yu Wen Zhouyuan took it in his hand and played with it carefully. The jade box itself was not a magic weapon, but Yu Wen Zhouyuan held it with his hand. It was extremely hard. He didn't know what material it was made of, but