"For example, if an innate warrior at your level, senior, took a pill that could raise him to a higher level, would you be able to raise him to a higher level after taking it?"
The golden-masked man suddenly realized it and slapped his thigh: "Yes, yes! This is a crucial question!"
"But how to solve this problem?"
The golden-faced man frowned.
Feng Yin sat on the chair, as if nothing happened.
Although his cultivation level has been banned, he is still cool and unrestrained.
I have plenty of ways, so I'll ask you to take the initiative to untie it for me.
"That's right, how can we let the miracle doctor know the boss's condition? No matter how good the miracle doctor is, doctors always pay attention to what they see, hear, hear and ask. If they don't personally explore and confirm the root cause of the disease, how can they prescribe the right medicine?"
The golden-faced man frowned and thought hard.
"Is it possible to tell Dong Xiaoyan? To force him to submit?"
"this……"
He frowned and pondered for a long time, unable to come to a conclusion.
Feng Yin still said nothing, sat on the chair, and opened the book again. This time, he looked at a storybook called "Anping Strange Stories". He read it with gusto and quickly immersed himself in it.
The gold-faced man paused again, then went out.
…
Feng Yin didn't even raise his eyelids, but continued to read calmly. I have to say that many of the contents in this book are quite interesting. Feng Yin rarely had half a day to spare, but he really got into it and read it with gusto. He read it for several hours.
It's really well written.
About four hours later, the golden-faced man left and returned.
"We have discussed this, and we need Mr. Dong's help..."
The golden-faced man was very embarrassed.
"It's just a small matter like asking me to do a favor, and you guys discussed it for four hours?" Feng Yin asked in surprise.
Four hours is a full eight hours. Are the efficiency of these guys so slow?
"Ahem..."
The golden-masked man coughed twice in embarrassment.
"During this period, we contacted the young palace master and fought two battles with the noble palace..."
The golden-masked man sighed: "It's true that we were the ones in trouble first... Your palace misunderstood us deeply... They started fighting when they saw it, and they couldn't help but say..."
Feng Yin rolled his eyes and said: "I said, you all caught me here, how can there be any misunderstanding... If this can be misunderstood, what is not a misunderstanding? Well, ours is indeed not a misunderstanding,
But it falls into the category of hatred, and it’s me who is shallow.”
"Master Dong's words make sense."
The golden-faced man said: "But the matter is urgent and we have no other options, so we can only ask Mr. Dong for help."
"You should just tell me what you are helping me with, right? People need to be judged according to their abilities. Only if they are within my ability can we talk about it!"
"It's just a medical consultation. Let's go to the young palace master and tell him that there is little hope for his condition, but Mr. Dong, you can do it."
The golden-faced man chuckled and said: "When we exchange letters, the young master just writes."
"Um?"
"Well, I just ask Mr. Dong to write a letter to Miss Dong. On the one hand, it is to report that you are safe and to let your palace confirm your safety, so that you don't have to hate me too much. On the other hand, it is also the first step in communicating with each other...
…We are extremely sincere in seeking medical treatment?”
Feng Yin couldn't help laughing: "Senior, your wishful thinking is too good. First you arrested me and restricted my personal freedom, and now you want me to help you write a letter...beautify kidnapping and kidnapping into something convenient. If you communicate, wouldn’t it mean that all the good things belong to your family?”
When Feng Yin said this, the golden-masked man couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
He is a cultivator at the top of the clouds, a man of great status, and is unwilling to speak against his conscience. How could he not know that what Feng Yin said is reasonable?
But this matter is indeed beyond the scope of what I and others can solve. If Tianjianyun Palace doesn't help now, I and others will definitely not be able to contact the miracle doctor.
The only opportunity to turn things around is the guy in front of me. There is really no other way.
"You must ask Young Master Dong to help mediate this matter. After the matter is completed, we will be deeply grateful. To put it bluntly, although we have never thought of becoming enemies of Tianjian Yun Palace, but with our strength, I believe that Yun Gong may not be willing to set up an enemy like our brothers, so why not use this matter to establish a friendly relationship without getting acquainted with each other, so that each can benefit from it. I believe Mr. Dong is a sensible person and has considered it. If it comes to pass, in the future, only I'm afraid there are more things that need Young Master Dong's help to mediate." The golden-faced man said.
"Oh? If we don't fight, we don't know each other. Cooperation will benefit both sides? This is quite reasonable. With your strength, you are indeed qualified to cooperate, but... I helped, but what's the benefit?" Feng Yin was so busy. asked.
"Hmm? Benefits?"
The golden-masked man was stunned when asked.
You are a prisoner, your life and death depend on our thoughts...you still want benefits?
Seeing that there was no response from the other party, Feng Yin immediately straightened his face and said coldly: "It's really just empty talk. You said you wanted to establish a friendly relationship with our Yungong, and you promised me to help mediate and give you a big thank you. How could I I just asked what the benefits were, but there was no further explanation? Are you planning to give away nothing? Or do you think that if you capture me, you can take everything from me and Yun Palace? You are blind. heart of!"
The golden-faced man quickly said: "Master Dong misunderstood, I really misunderstood. I just didn't expect that Master Dong would ask this question. It's really that Master Dong realized it too quickly, too quickly... I don't know what Master Dong wants." benefit?"
"There is nothing that can be done now. It is unreasonable for me to ask for many benefits on the spot. But since it is you who ask me to do things or even mediate, then I am no longer a prisoner. At least you have to cultivate my abilities. Let the ban be lifted."
Feng Yin looked helpless: "I am now in your base camp. I am not familiar with this place, my eyes are numb, and you are all masters above the clouds, even super strong ones in the Nine Colors Supreme Level... You guys Is it possible that the local snake is still afraid that I will run away? Since we have promised to cooperate, there must be such a minimum amount of sincerity, right?"
"That's true, what the young master said is reasonable."
The golden-masked man is really not afraid of him running away.
Where to run?
Anyone who can be dragged out here has a higher level of cultivation than this guy. Even if he dares to run away, he can be caught easily.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As an elite disciple of Tianjian Yun Palace, since you already have a tendency to compromise, you will not suddenly lose your mind and make reckless moves.
"Young Master is right, I will untie it for you right now."
The golden-faced man smiled, stretched out his hand and patted it, and the meridians of the wind seal were released.
Feng Yin felt a wave of relaxation all over his body, and his spiritual energy resumed flowing, and he said simply: "You have to prepare some top-quality spiritual crystals for me to practice, right? Since I am not a prisoner, I am a guest and an honored guest. Is it possible that I can't even do this?"
Don’t you provide any training resources?”
The golden-masked man's eyes widened: "What did you say?"
"I said prepare some spiritual crystals for me to practice."
Feng Yin's tone became more and more confident: "Everyone is a practitioner. Don't you know that you need to persevere in practice? If you can't practice according to your daily needs, when I go back, my own cultivation will drop a lot. If you don't give me
Prepare resources for cultivation, how do I practice?"
"..."
The golden-masked man was speechless for a while: "Mr. Dong, isn't that what you are wearing on your hand a space ring? We did not confiscate your ring?"
"What are you talking about? My space ring and my training resources are my business!"
Feng Yin said: "Now you have kidnapped me here, and you have to rely on me to mediate things. Are you stingy with this small amount of cultivation resources?"
"……What?"
The golden-faced man felt a little dizzy and said: "What's the difference between being here now and being a guest? The food, clothing, food, housing and transportation are all first-class!"
"What I'm telling you now is cultivation resources. For cultivators, cultivation resources are the first priority. Does it make sense for me to deal with those side details? How sincere is the promise?"
"..."
"Besides, when you entertain guests, is this the current way of entertaining distinguished guests? Even some cultivation resources must be taken care of by the distinguished guests themselves?"
"..."
The golden-masked man sighed and said, "Then will you help or not?"
"What we were saying for a long time just now was just asking for help?"
Feng Yin slapped his chest and said: "Since I have put forward the conditions, how can I not help? If you help, you are a distinguished guest, otherwise you are still a prisoner. Don't I understand the difference?"
"That's good."
The golden-faced man sighed and took out a pile of spiritual crystals from his ring, which amounted to two thousand yuan: "Is this enough?"
"This amount of spiritual crystal is enough for a few days, almost ten days!"
"...??"
The golden-masked man staggered: "Ten days?"
"Yes, I only need two hundred top-quality spiritual crystals for one day's practice."
Feng Yin said matter-of-factly: "These here will last ten days without any problem!"
The golden-masked man suddenly fell silent.
He took a deep breath and said: "Mr. Dong, did you just say that you are not yet a hundred years old?"
Feng Yin laughed: "Strictly speaking, I am not yet seventy years old. At this age, if you were in an ordinary family, you would be having fun with your grandchildren and enjoying your family... It is a pity that I am still a child."
The golden-masked man's eyes changed again: "Are you still a boy? You haven't lost your virginity?"
Feng Yin said calmly: "How can we stop when we are at the peak? Coveting for one night's happiness will destroy the foundation of eternity!"
The golden-masked man was silent for a long time, and finally sighed desolately, his eyes extremely complicated.
Looking at Feng Yin, his eyes changed with envy, responsibility, admiration, appreciation, fear, and even a hint of murderous intention.
"No? You want to kill me?"
Feng Yin chuckled and raised his head.
"I did have this idea."
The golden-masked man's eyes suddenly became as cruel as a vulture, and he looked deeply at Feng Yin, who looked at him with a faint smile, showing no sign of weakness.
"If time goes back a hundred years, I will definitely kill you."
The golden-faced man said in a deep voice.
"oh?"
"Do you know how old I am when I reach your current state?"
"How big?"
"One thousand seven hundred years old..."
The golden-masked man sighed: "And you are not yet seventy years old, and you are still a boy... I don't admire your rapid progress in practice, nor do I envy your good qualifications. Those are innate conditions, there is no comparison, under the world
There is never a shortage of highly talented people, and there are many who are more talented than you and me. But I admire you, envy you, and even hate you for being able to bear not touching women when you were in your prime."
"That youthful impulse is the hardest thing for a man to control... ugh."
"You are more tolerant than us, and your cultivation is faster than ours, and combined with your innate qualifications...given time, you will definitely be a very powerful enemy, and may even surpass us, and backfire. It is almost foreseeable, why not fight while you can still
Kill them if they go too far, and then quickly eliminate them."
Feng Yin laughed loudly: "Actually, what you mean is that people who are better than us work harder than us. Is that what you mean?"
The golden-masked man did not laugh, but said seriously: "Yes!"
Fengyin laughed, his mood was wild.
The golden-masked man's eyes were solemn and serious, but he didn't know what he was thinking.
After being silent for a long time again, he said: "At my current level, if you practice non-stop for a day, you will need about three hundred top-quality spiritual crystals."
"And you are many levels higher than me, and you spend more than 200 yuan on top-quality things in one day's practice."
"The only explanation is that your meridians and Dantian qualifications and physical endowments are better than mine in every aspect."
"a lot of!"
He emphasized these two words, and then let out a long breath: "Dong Pingchuan, I now know why your Heavenly Sword Cloud Palace values you and keeps your existence secret, and why your name has the word "Ping" in it.
I don’t have any objections. Because you have the potential, you naturally have the qualifications.”
Feng Yin stopped laughing and said seriously: "I also hope I can be worthy of it."
"Tianjianyun Palace is indeed powerful, it is indeed the largest sect in the world!"
The golden-masked man sighed and asked: "Little Palace Master Dong Xiaoyan is the public heir of the Tiangong. I wonder how old she is this year?"
"Smiling face... I'm not even twenty yet."
Feng Yin said lightly.
"Less than twenty years old... He is also at the level of Yun Zuan..."
The golden-masked man was finally shocked: "No wonder she is the heir to Yun Palace. Is this... is this the foundation of the strongest sect in Anping Continent?!"
The golden-masked man was shocked for a reason.
After all, in his opinion, he and others were already considered geniuses among geniuses at that time.
After all, there are very few cultivators in the entire Anping Continent who can cultivate to this level. They are almost at the pinnacle of cultivators.
But when he saw Dong Pingchuan, he still had murderous intentions in his heart.
Because Dong Pingchuan is not yet a hundred years old, he is already in the clouds.
What is this concept?
He had close contact with Dong Pingchuan and knew very well about Dong Pingchuan's physical condition. The cliff was not caused by anything, but the foundation was very deep!
With that kind of physical fitness, even if I told him that Dong Pingchuan was actually only about twenty years old, he wouldn't doubt it!
Facing such an extraordinary genius, no, a monster, of course he would have murderous intentions!
Then he learned that there was another Yun Niang who was less than twenty years old and belonged to the girl's family.
Doesn't this knowledge subvert the three views?
In view of this, he really didn't want to speak for a long time.
After a long time, he said: "Then, in your opinion, how should we deliver the news?"
"I have to first determine who the person you need to treat, what the specific cultivation level is, and what the damage is, before I can pass on the message. I don't know anything. Even if I ask for the elixir, do you dare to use it?
"
"Need to confirm your cultivation level?"
"What do you think?"
"..."
"Then I'll go back and talk." The golden-masked man turned around and walked away, all the way to a large room at the end.
"Boss."
"How to say?"
"Dong Pingchuan promised to help, but...he asked..."
"It doesn't matter. It's a good thing to ask for something. Just agree to it."
"Well, then I'll go get him?"
"good."
After a while, Fengyin was brought to this room.
As far as the eye could see, the most eye-catching sight was a large chair covered with spirit animal skins. Sitting on it, someone covered in a black robe looked at Feng Yin with sharp eyes.
Feng Yin felt an evil energy coming towards his face.
It was an inexplicable ferocity, which made people feel chilled from the bottom of their hearts. It was probably like the feeling of suddenly encountering a vicious ghost when walking at night.
Fengyin had a new breakthrough, and his inspiration was particularly keen. He felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up all of a sudden, and he shuddered.
"Mr. Dong...please sit down," the man in black robe said.
There was a sinister meaning in that voice, intentionally or unintentionally, and his eyes flickered like will-o'-the-wisps. He didn't look like a living person, or... he didn't look like someone from the otherworld.
Feng Yin simply sat down calmly and said, "Senior, is he the one who is sick?"
"good."
"May I ask, senior, what's your surname?"
The man in black robe said calmly: "The matter has come to this, and there is no point in hiding it any longer. Since you agreed to cooperate, there is no harm in telling you. I am Lei Tu!"
"Leitu?"
Feng Yin frowned, and then a look of shock appeared on his face: "The number one target of Jun Tianjian in the past 30,000 years? Blood Emperor Lei Tu?"
"That's me."
The man in black robe smiled faintly: "Blood Emperor... this name is very good, I quite like it."
Feng Yin's heart suddenly became heavy.
Blood Emperor Lei Tu is a ruthless character in the legend who is cruel and the devil among demons.
It is said that this man did not eat any cereals, poultry, eggs, meat, or milk throughout his life, and only relied on human blood as food supplement.
But this man was gifted with extraordinary talents and martial arts skills. He was an unparalleled genius and had been invincible in the world ten thousand years ago.
He also recruited and cultivated a group of gang members, known as the "Thirteen Massacres of the Blood Emperor", who dominated the world and were rarely rivaled by anyone.
And its achievements are spread all over the Anping Continent, and even the demon clan will also suffer from its poison.
Blood Emperor Lei Tu is the son of the original Blood Demon Thunder Maniac. In the past, the Blood Demon established a gang and ran rampant in the world for many years, but was later wiped out by various forces and sects.
Lei Tu, who was named Lei Zheng at the time, managed to escape and ascend to heaven. Many years later, he reappeared in the world as Lei Tu, returned to the world, and wreaked revenge.
All the factions that participated in the encirclement and suppression of the Blood Demon were brutally retaliated against.
For some sects, Lei Tu not only slaughtered all the sects, but also killed all nearby villages, towns, and cities.
At the most, he slaughtered three thousand miles crazily and killed seven million innocent people in one battle!
Such bloody killings shocked the entire Anping continent.
This king is rampant in the world, his movements are erratic, his tactics are cruel, and he is moody. No matter whether they are civilians or warriors, no one who appears in his sight will survive.
Finally, more than 10,000 years ago, Grand Master Qing Ming teamed up with many powerful people from Rainbow and the elite masters from the Cloud Palace and Demon Palace to join forces to encircle and suppress them.
After that battle, Lei Tu disappeared, and even the Thirteen Blood Emperors under his command also disappeared and never appeared in the world again.
People in Jianghu thought that this scourge on earth had been wiped out, so they all clapped their hands and cheered.
Although Lord Qingming once said: The other party got the news and escaped.
But if there is no news for so many years, it is the same as death. As long as the result is good, there is no need to care about other things.
But the Blood Emperor Lei Tu has always been high on Jun Tianjian's kill list. For thousands of years, no one has been able to shake his top spot.
It is also Jun Tianjian’s only god-level target so far!
You must know that the Great Yan Zi Emperor is currently only a senior level target.
But this Blood Emperor is truly at the top of the killing list, undisputed!
Later, two major killer organizations, Qishaitang and Wuqinglou, emerged one after another, and some of their methods were a replica of the original Thirteen Blood Emperors. People who were interested have tracked down many times, but all ended in vain.
Both Seven Kills and Wu Wuqing strictly follow the form of the killer organization; they collect money to buy lives and never expose themselves.
With this iron law as the basic principle, it has been continued for many years until today.
Even Feng Yin himself did not expect that the injured person seeking medical treatment this time would be the old devil who once wreaked havoc on the world.
I didn't know the origin of the other party, so I kept guessing.
But now that I really know it, my heart feels heavier.
"From this point of view, those golden-faced men are probably the Thirteen Slaughters under the Blood Emperor; well, two are dead now, and there are eleven more!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! These thoughts may seem complicated and complicated, but in Feng Yin's heart, they just flashed by. He bowed slightly and said, "It turns out to be Senior Lei."
Lei Tu looked at Feng Yin with eyes like a corpse-eating vulture, and said slowly: "Haven't you heard of my name?"
Seeing the calm look on Feng Yin's face, the old devil was a little surprised.
His own image is already quite terrifying. As a cloud cultivator, Dong Pingchuan's spiritual awareness is far better than that of ordinary people, so he naturally has more feelings.
And since he is a cultivator in the clouds, he should have heard of his evil reputation. When he suddenly saw him, he would be frightened out of his wits and shake out of his soul. Why shouldn't he be so calm, right?!
"I've heard of it, of course I have."
Feng Yin smiled: "Senior is so famous that it shocks the world. Pingchuan is also a Taoist practitioner. How could I not have heard of him?"
"But I see you are very calm." The old devil was a little unhappy.
He likes to see people become frightened and even faint when they hear his name.
But the Dong Pingchuan in front of him acted too calmly. Even if he was just pretending, it still made him unhappy.
"It's your business how good you are. We are now in a cooperative relationship. We should at least be equal to allies, right? So, do I need to be afraid of you? Or, in other words, do I need to show that I am afraid of you to win over you?
of joy?"
Feng Yin smiled.
"Strictly speaking, this junior is here to help. It seems that I don't need to take too much care of your old mood."
"Help? Well said!"
Lei Tu laughed wildly: "I never thought that I, Lei Tu, would need help one day."
Feng Yin remained silent. His understanding of the old devil in front of him was limited to legends. Expressing his position and attitude was already the limit. No more attempts would be too much.
"You said you wanted to know about my condition?"
"Senior, if you don't want to, I don't have to understand. I'll just do whatever you want."
"Haha... It's best not to show the arrogance of Tianjianyun Palace in front of me."
"What the senior said is that I, the junior, will respectfully accept my teachings."
Lei Tu snorted and finally closed his eyes. After about ten breaths, he suppressed his urge to slap this kid into a pulp and said calmly: "What do you want to know?"