"My son is called Chuanshan Xiaoxian. He has not been practicing for many years, so his cultivation is not high. He has just passed the Immortal Calamity."
"I originally wanted to take him to the mortal world for a trip to celebrate, but unexpectedly, an accident happened..." The barefoot immortal sighed and began to tell the story.
He took his son to the mortal world for a fun trip, and he listened to the play and ate.
But when he passed by a mountain village, endless black air suddenly burst out from the ground, and he hurriedly fled with his son.
Although he avoided the explosion of black gas, he did not notice the foul air that invisibly penetrated from the underworld and was contaminated by his son.
And by chance, his son had just passed the immortal tribulation, and his body was filled with the power of the immortal spirit, and the foul air in the underworld did not explode for a while.
The barefoot immortal did not notice this situation, so he asked his son to go home by himself. He left behind with the nearby mountain god to help resist the bursting black air.
After the seal was resolved, he returned home. At this time, the fairy spirit energy on the body of the fairy fairy happened to disappear, and the foul air on his body burst out.
Suddenly, he fell into pain, and the severe pain almost made the mountain fairy faint.
Fortunately, the barefoot immortal came back and used his magic power to suppress the foul air in his son's body. Otherwise, with his own strength, he would probably have suffered a huge torture.
During this period, the barefoot immortal also explained the foul air in the underworld to Wei Yunzhou. This is an extremely special existence, and no one knows where it penetrated from the underworld.
This kind of thing is not fatal, but it will torture the immortals involved in it, which will bring about all kinds of negative entanglements.
Although it is difficult to deal with, this foul energy is actually easy to treat. Masters of the Daluo Golden Immortal level can basically be immune, which is equivalent to a little turbulent in their minds at most.
If other people with cultivation are infected, they can also dispel them with some ordinary pure yang drugs or magic tools as soon as possible.
Even if there is no timely treatment, it will not be a big problem after three or five days. Finding some powerful magic weapons and high-quality elixirs can solve the problem.
But once it exceeds seven days, the foul air will be very deeply rooted.
Although it is not fatal to penetrate deep into the internal organs, it will cause endless torture to those infected.
When it reaches this point, if you want to dispel the foul energy on your body, most magic weapons and pills are useless.
Unless it is a pure yang innate treasure or a golden elixir with more than eight turns.
But neither of these two things can be owned by the little god, the barefoot immortal.
In this case, what happened a few days ago.
Wei Yunzhou was not confused about what the foul air was. Instead, he felt familiar with the bursting black air, and seemed to have heard of it somewhere.
"Black gas?"
Wei Yunzhou suddenly remembered the situation that Taoist Taoist encountered at that time. The Taoist disciples were besieged. Isn’t it just the black air bursting out from the cracks of an ancient well?
Wei Yunzhou asked thoughtfully: "When is the explosion of this black gas about?"
"It's probably twenty days ago. I remember that I was busy at that time and it took ten days to seal the crack. This delayed the disease of moving the mountain!" The barefoot immortal replied with a sigh.
Although he saved tens of thousands of creatures in the mortal world, he put his son in the torture of illness.
"That's right. What you meet should be the Asura tribe in the Blood Sea."
Wei Yunzhou judged that the black gas that the barefoot immortal encountered should be the same as the Taoist disciples encountered that day, except that the barefoot immortal discovered it early, and no underworld creature crawled out of it, and directly sealed the crack.
"Asura clan?" The barefoot immortal was stunned. He had naturally heard of the Asura clan in the Blood Sea, but he didn't know why the ancestor of the Styx suddenly came to others to make trouble.
"These damn things! I'll be in the underworld and have to come to the world to find trouble! This has caused my son to do this now."
"If I catch it, I will definitely step on it to death!"
The barefoot immortal vented all his anger to the Asura clan. Although he could not defeat the Styx, he would definitely step on the small one if he had the chance.
"You don't have to be too angry. The people from the Taoist sect have already avenged you, and dozens of clones of the Styx have been broken." Wei Yunzhou comforted.
"Ah? Why did Taoist disciples still fight with Styx?" asked the barefoot immortal.
Wei Yunzhou briefly told the story of what the Taoist Master Duobao encountered, but he was in medical ethics and concealed the news that Duobao was here to treat the disease, but said that he had a good relationship with Taoist disciples such as Duobao.
He then beat the three senior brothers from the Taoist sect into the sea of blood and told the barefoot immortal. He laughed loudly.
"I am worthy of being a disciple of the saint! This kind of cultivation is so courageous!" The barefoot immortal praised sincerely.
Wei Yunzhou picked up the pen and continued to ask: "Then what are your son's symptoms now?"
When the barefoot immortal heard about his son, he calmed down and said, "My son is very lazy now. He can't get any interest in anything. He just wants to lie down, do whatever he feels comfortable and saves his energy.
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"I'm not even lazy to talk. It's useless whether I'm kind-hearted in persuasion or punching."
"I even think he's too lazy to hide when I cut him with a knife."
The barefoot immortal spoke about his son's illness, but in general he only had one word "lazy"~!
Wei Yunzhou was shocked after hearing this, but was not surprised by the symptoms of the barefoot fairy's son.
But he found that this situation was exactly the same as that of the Golden Light Immortal!
Thinking about the time when the Golden Light Immortal was on the rise at that time, it was just like the little fairy who moved the mountain.
Last time, Jin Guangxian left, she didn't have time to ask him, but she briefly mentioned it to Duobao...
Thinking of this, Wei Yunzhou played out the notes of the transmission of the Taoist Duobao, and sacrificed them in the air. He clenched them with one hand and the jade talisman began to transmit the message.
"Director Wei! Are you looking for me?" The voice of Taoist Duobao immediately came over.
"Fellow Daobao, do you have any trouble at the moment?" Wei Yunzhou asked.
"It's okay, I'm wiping the magic weapon, Dean Wei, just say anything!" At this time, the Taoist Duobao said it was okay, but he was sitting on the corpse of a giant beast in dust and wiped his just now.
A good "Dongfeng" artifact is surrounded by broken arms with residual value.
Wei Yunzhou naturally did not doubt that he was there and asked, "Have you found out about your junior brother I asked last time?"
The Taoist Duobao replied: "I found out that he hadn't encountered anything some time ago, but he saw a purple bell drilling out from the ground, and then a lot of foul air from the underworld came out together."
"Well, I understand, I won't tell you anymore. When I finish my work, I'll call you!" Wei Yunzhou ended the communication and began to study his son's condition with the barefoot immortal.
The Taoist Duobao said with a confused look on his face: "Call me? Why did President Wei know that we have started fighting with the demons from outside the domain?"