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"Don't listen to his nonsense. There has never been any skill or magical power in my spiritual world that can restrain the demonic mist. For countless thousands of years, I don't know how many great powers from the three realms have come to my Cangyan Realm and entered the demonic soul."
In the sea, there are very few people who can escape safely.
Even among those who have renounced, none of them relied on any magical power to resist the Demonic Netherworld Mist. Most of them just relied on powerful divine soul elixirs to survive. If there were any magical powers that could resist the Demonic Netherworld Mist
, it’s impossible for me, the Fengyang Clan, to know this.”
When Jiang Miaorou was thinking hard about what Qin Fengming said in Liyang, her face turned cold and she spoke coldly.
Although Jiang Miaorou's words were cold at the moment, her heart was not as indifferent as her expression. Because she suddenly understood the meaning of what Liyang had said before.
Although she has some elixirs that are somewhat effective against the Demon Netherworld Mist, she also knows that those elixirs have little effect on Si Rong at this moment.
Even if Si Rong was not backlashed by the demonic mist in her body again, she was not sure that she could completely remove Si Rong's injuries.
Previously, Si Rong had a battle with the young monk in front of her, which resulted in repeated injuries in her body. She was even less sure that Si Rong could recover.
But at this moment, the exchange between Liyang and the young man suddenly made Jiang Miaorou's heart shake.
The young monk in front of her, who had no fear of her, was able to recover instantly from the erosion of the Demonic Nether Fog. No one would believe that he had no means to restrain the Demonic Netherworld Mist.
It seems that whether Si Rong can survive will really depend on the young monk in front of him.
"Qin didn't say anything about the magical power and secret technique to restrain the demonic nether mist. It was just the two of you talking about it." Qin Fengming looked at the female cultivator, and a faint smile suddenly appeared on his face.
At this time, he suddenly woke up. He was a rare commodity at this moment, and there was no need to worry that the Fengyang Clan Mahayana in front of him would attack and kill him.
Just now he had seen Si Rong pass out.
He was convinced that if Jiang Miaorou hadn't suddenly appeared, Si Rong might not have had to do anything else at all, and he would have been struck back by the injuries in his body and lost the ability to resist.
And since Jiang Miaorou didn't know how to resolve Si Rong's internal injuries, she would definitely not do anything to kill him. At least she would understand how he could instantly resolve the demonic nether mist in his body.
Qin Fengming was not sure about curing Fairy Si Rong, but he was very sure about allowing Fairy Si Rong to temporarily recover from some injuries.
With this alone, he is enough to run amok among the Fengyang clan.
Fairy Si Rong is a quasi-Mahayana. As long as the injuries and illnesses can be eliminated, it won't be long before another Mahayana will appear in their Fengyang tribe.
How could the Fengyang clan not do their best to treat such an important person?
After understanding this, Qin Fengming felt relieved, and the matter that troubled him about the Su clan was immediately solved.
Hearing Qin Fengming's words, Liyang's expression was immediately shocked.
"Fellow Daoist Qin is saying that there are other means by which fellow Taoist can restrain the demonic netherworld mist from corroding the soul in the body?" Liyang's eyes flashed brightly, and a look of excitement suddenly appeared on his face.
"The method used by Qin is probably useless to fellow Taoists, because it is working with a strange substance that can only be found in Qin's body. And that substance only temporarily suppressed the demonic mist in Qin's body, and
It cannot be cleared away.”
Qin Fengming did not hesitate and spoke directly.
At this moment, what he said was becoming more and more difficult to understand, and it could be said that it was more beneficial to him. Both Liyang and Jiang Miaorou would think more about him.
"Junior Ni Wenshan pays homage to our ancestor. This fellow Taoist Qin is a master of alchemy."
Qin Fengming had just finished speaking, and Liyang and Jiang Miaorou both frowned, when suddenly a figure suddenly stepped forward, bowed and saluted.
As soon as Ni Wenshan said this, Qin Fengming couldn't help but be slightly startled.
Ni Wenshan befriended him because he was an alchemy master. However, Qin Fengming was very curious. Ni Wenshan had never seen him refining alchemy, but only knew that he could refine the elixirs consumed by monks at the pinnacle of spiritual mastery.
In such a situation, Qin Fengming was a little puzzled that Ni Wenshan could still stand on his side.
But at this moment, Ni Wenshan actually dared to step forward in the presence of two Mahayana men and just told Jiang Miaorou that he was a person proficient in alchemy. This seemed a bit abrupt.
But after hearing Ni Wenshan's words, Jiang Miaorou's expression was shocked.
Jiang Miaorou thought about it, since Ni Wenshan said that Qin Fengming was a master of alchemy, he must be a person who is extremely proficient in alchemy.
"Yes, fellow Taoist Qin is not only a master of alchemy, but also an extremely profound being in the way of alchemy. Maybe fellow Taoist Qin can understand and successfully refine the weird elixir recipe of your tribe."
Just as Jiang Miaorou's expression was shocked, Liyang suddenly looked happy and said quickly.
He was very aware of Qin Fengming's alchemy skills, which suddenly reminded him of the strange elixir recipe of the Fengyang tribe, so he immediately spoke.
Qin Fengming's expression flashed when he heard Liyang's words.
At the beginning, he had spoken to Ni Wenshan and asked Ni Wenshan to take out the recipe for the elixir to be refined and let him see if it could be refined.
But Ni Wenshan didn't explain it clearly at first, so Lu Yishi brought people there.
Now Liyang actually says that the Fengyang tribe has a strange elixir prescription. Could it be that the elixir prescription mentioned by Ni Wenshan is also that weird elixir prescription?
"You are an alchemy master, but have you ever refined Mahayana elixirs?" After hearing the words of Ni Wenshan and Li Yang, Jiang Miaorou frowned slightly, looked at Qin Fengming, and said.
"Whether you have refined the Mahayana elixir or not is Qin's business, and Qin has no obligation to talk to you. Don't forget, you and I are still fighting at this moment. If this matter is not resolved, do you think Qin will agree to help you Fengyang?"
Does the clan refine any elixirs?"
Qin Fengming sneered twice and said very rudely.
Qin Fengming is not a person who cannot judge the situation. If it were normal, he would definitely go down the slope and have a gentle talk with the other party.
But now, he still needs to consider the Su clan, so he must put forward conditions.
"Hmph, do you think you can safely escape from this fairy?" Upon hearing Qin Fengming's rude words, the Mahayana female cultivator suddenly snorted with anger on her face.
"Hahaha, whether you can leave safely or not can only be known after the fight. Qin was able to survive peacefully in the ruins of Jiyang Palace when he was in the realm of the gods. If he can't leave from here now, then what will happen to Qin these years?
Doesn’t it mean that the cultivation strength has not improved, but has greatly regressed?"
Qin Fengming looked at the female cultivator and said in a deep voice without giving in at all.
His words were full of firmness, unruliness, and incomparable confidence. The calmer and calmer and more determined Qin Fengming was at this moment, the more beneficial it was for him.
Hearing Qin Fengming's words, Jiang Miaorou's expression suddenly flashed, and her face showed concern.