In the evening, when it was almost dark, Ming Zhiyuan finally led everyone to the Yu family's main state.
When they stopped at the mountain behind the Yu family, Yu Yizhi brought the remaining disciples of the Yu family to greet them.
Ming Zhiyuan jumped off Feng Wu's back and walked to Yu Yizhi. He looked at the old patriarch. He had been injured a few days ago and returned to Jiuyan Continent. At this time, the injury had not healed. His face looked a little haggard, and his eyes were haggard.
There was still a trace of sadness that could not be hidden.
"Master Yu, we are back."
This sound came back, containing thousands of meanings, the meaning of which Yu Yizhi naturally understood.
After the old man was seriously injured, he returned to the family with several seriously injured children and the bodies of his nephews who died in the battle. The pressure and grief are self-evident.
After returning to the main state, although several alchemists from Qinghai who had not returned to Tianyuan Continent treated them, the grief in their hearts could not be cured by the alchemists.
Ming Zhiyuan looked behind Yu Yizhi. Those members of the Yu clan who had participated in the siege of the Demon City and survived were all here.
He was not busy saying any nice words one by one. This time, Yu had completely tied his family to the Holy Lady Mountain.
Although he paid a heavy price, Yu Yizhi believed that with Ming Zhiyuan's character and character, he would not treat his family lightly.
Ming Zhiyuan looked around and said with some confusion: "Where are the two beast kings?"
Yu Yizhi smiled slightly and said: "They are all practicing in the mineral veins. They don't know you are back yet. I will ask someone to tell them right now."
"That's no need. Mr. Yu, you know my two uncles, and you also know the elder Qi from Wushen Mountain. We also fought together in the Demon City. This is...
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Just as Ming Zhiyuan was talking to Yu Yizhi, a servant of the Yu family came running from the garden in the distance. He shouted loudly from a distance: "Master, someone from the Yan family is here, Master..."
When everyone heard the servant's cry, their faces changed. If Yan came here at this time, maybe the three warriors who were poisoned were already gone, right?
Ming Zhiyuan and Yu Yizhi looked at each other. Yu Yizhi had a solemn look on his face and quickly scolded the servant: "Why are you running? What should you be afraid of when coming from the Yan family? It doesn't look like that."
The servant quickly stopped, walked over with a slight breath, and reported again: "Sir, someone from the Yan family is visiting. They are waiting for tea in the front hall."
After Yu Yi, Yu Lianwu, who was not seriously injured in the battle, stepped forward and said calmly: "Father, you accompany Zhiyuan Alchemy Master and Tian Yuan's brothers to rest and chat here. I'll go take a look before talking."
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Yu Yizhi nodded and began to greet the people from Tianyuan to sit down in the courtyard.
But the people of the Yan clan were already sitting in the main palace of the Yu clan, and in the courtyard behind the mountain, all those who knew the roots of the Yan clan were a little absent-minded.
After Yu Yizhi chatted with everyone for a while, someone finally came to report back in the front hall.
"Sir, the people of the Yan clan said that a warrior in the family was poisoned. They would like to ask our family's alchemist to help treat it. The poisoned warrior of the Yan clan has been brought here."
Yu Yizhi looked a little sullen, looked at Ming Zhiyuan, and said: "Zhiyuan Alchemist, the Yan family, relying on their power, blatantly came to ask for the antidote, this..."
Ming Zhiyuan frowned and asked the servant, "How many people from the Yan family are here?"
At this time, another member of the Yu clan walked in from the outside and hurriedly walked closer. Without waiting for the servant to answer, he said: "The three martial masters of the Yan clan and the five martial emperors sent the three poisoned warriors. The master of the family came
I suspect there are other Yan clan warriors in the main state, and there may be other Yan clan people outside the main state who are supporting us."
Ming Zhiyuan thought for a moment and asked Yi Zhidao: "Old Patriarch, can you send someone to Wushi for help now?"
"Now?"
Yu Yizhi looked at Ming Zhiyuan in surprise, and continued: "It's too late, and the Wushi may not necessarily be willing to send warriors. This is tantamount to falling out with the Yan Clan directly."
"Ming Zhiyuan said calmly: "Wu Shi would be willing to let the flying monsters go. If we take two flying monsters, we can bring people back."
Yu Yizhi was surprised again. By sending out the flying monsters, it was equivalent to telling Wu Shi that he had flying monsters. Then there were two flying monsters?
This was to tell Wushi that he had a way to attack the Yanzhufu clan and still escape safely.
In addition, Yeping and Bai Niu had already appeared in front of them last time.
The alchemy sect's trump cards are revealed more and more, and Wu Shi will also wonder if there are any other trump cards?
If you want to take advantage of the Yan clan's threat to force the Alchemist sect to move to Wushi, will you get resistance and resentment from the Alchemist sect?
What's more, after all, the Yu family is still a vassal family of the Wushi family. After weighing the situation, the Wushi family may have to think that if they don't help the Yu family's plight, the alchemy sect may also be wary of Wushi's actions.
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A Sanji family cannot even protect its own vassal family, so why does the Alchemist Sect believe that it will be fully protected by Wushi after moving to Wushi?
Even if Wushi doesn't want to break up with Yan directly, he still has to send someone to stand by Yu's side to reconcile.
Yu Yizhi nodded slightly, looked behind him, and said to the martial arts disciple who stayed behind in the family when he went to the war: "Qingxuan, please go and explain the situation here to the head of the Wushi family, and say, Yu family
Ask Wushi for help."
The disciple named Yu Qingxuan walked a few steps, clasped his fists and saluted, and said, "Yes, I'll go right away."
Ming Zhiyuan called Liangzi and Feng Wu, gave them a few instructions, and then asked them to fly away with Yu Qingxuan.
Then he said to Yi Zhidao: "Old Master, let's go to the front hall and see what Yan has to say?"
Yu Yizhi hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Let's go and see how shameless Yan can be? What else can I say?"
Yu Yizhi apologized to everyone in Tianyuan, and then he and Ming Zhiyuan walked toward the living room of the main mansion.
Passing through the garden, several pavilions, and a landscape corridor, they finally came to the front hall. As soon as they entered, they saw several Yan clan warriors sitting on chairs on both sides, and three people lying on three stretchers in the middle.
A comatose person.
Yu Lianwu was talking to the people sitting in the first guest seat. He was stunned when he saw the two people coming in. Then he stood up and said, "Master Zhiyuan, father, why are you here?"
Ming Zhiyuan said with a calm face: "I was chatting with the old patriarch. I heard that someone from the Yan family came to seek medical treatment. Anyway, nothing happened, so I came over with the old patriarch to take a look."
The Yan clan warrior sitting in the first place also stood up suddenly. Seeing that Ming Zhiyuan spoke easily, he said with an ugly face: "The three warriors in the clan were injured somewhere and were poisoned. I, the Yan clan,
I never knew much about this, so I had no choice but to trouble Master Zhiyuan."
Ming Zhiyuan looked at the warrior and saw that this man was tall and tall, with a face full of beards, eyes flashing, and a strong aura. He recognized this man and had accompanied the head of the Yan family to participate in the ceremony.
This was the grand ceremony for the establishment of the alchemist sect.
"Oh, it turns out it's Yanmu Yanwu Zun. We have met before and are considered acquaintances. But these three... How did they get injured? There are still people in Jiuyan Continent who dare to hurt.
A member of the Yan family, this is really audacious."
Ming Zhiyuan walked to the other side and sat down while talking to Yan Mu. After finishing speaking, he looked at Yan Mu calmly.
There was a trace of anger on Yan Mu's face, "I don't know about this either. The three of them went out for a trip and fell into a coma when they came back. If we want to know the reason, we have to ask Master Zhiyuan to show off his unique alchemy skills to save them."
Only when you wake up can you find out."
Ming Zhiyuan nodded with a smile on his face and said: "Since Yanwu Zun has brought the person here, whether he can be saved or not, I have to take a look."
After that, he walked to the three stretchers and looked at the faces of the three people carefully. Two of them were breathing weakly and their heart beats were almost invisible. Only one of them was still breathing normally but his face was pale.
There was no blood, and it looked like his life was hanging by a thread.
Ming Zhiyuan stood up and pointed at two of them and said: "I'm afraid these two are dead, and there's nothing I can do about it. This one should be a martial lord. He has deep spiritual power and strong inner elixir. I can still give it a try.
However, I cannot guarantee that I will be able to rescue him, Lord Yanwu, what do you think?"
The look in Yan Mu's eyes changed. One of the two people Ming Zhiyuan said could not be saved was his son.
Ming Zhiyuan looked at Yan Mu indifferently and asked again: "What do you think, Lord Yanwu? If the nobles have other places to seek medical treatment, they can go there as soon as possible."
Yan Mu's round eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a look of hatred that could not be concealed. He immediately lowered his head and glanced at his son, and when he raised his head again, he had calmed down.
Said: "Zhiyuan Alchemy Master is joking, there is no place in Jiuyan Continent that can save people's lives better than the Alchemy Master Sect. If these two people are really incurable, it will also be their lives.
However, this is my Martial Master of the Yan clan and the biological brother of the family master. The family master has always loved him very much and asked Master Zhiyuan to rescue him."
Ming Zhiyuan looked at Yan Mu and nodded slightly, "I can only do my best. As for whether it can be cured, I can't guarantee it."
Yan Mu bit his alveolar bone, took a breath, and said: "Master Zhiyuan, just try your best. I, the Yan family, will never be verbose."
Ming Zhiyuan chuckled softly from his nose, "That's good, Lord Yanwu, don't worry. Since I said I'll try my best, I will definitely try my best. Let's carry the person to the medicine warehouse yard at the back first."
Yan Mu raised his arms and saluted Ming Zhiyuan. Ming Zhiyuan nodded slightly and didn't care what Yu Yizhi and Yu Lianwu wanted to talk about with Yan Mu.
He followed the stretcher bearers back to the medicine warehouse yard.
As soon as they returned to the courtyard, they saw Qinghai and Tong Daping coming to greet them. After Yu Yizhi and Ming Zhiyuan left, they made arrangements for other Tianyuan visitors and returned directly to wait.
Qinghai saw several people carrying a stretcher and following Ming Zhiyuan into the yard. He held back what he wanted to say for a while and just looked at Ming Zhiyuan with gestures.
Ming Zhiyuan shook his head slightly and said loudly: "This is the martial master of the Yan family. He was poisoned somewhere and came to me for treatment. I don't know if I can cure him, but our alchemy sect has
A doctor must treat an injured patient, so I brought him back."