The Taoist priest named Nan Qizi smiled calmly and walked into the room without hesitation.
On the other hand, Mr. Fu just sighed helplessly before slowly stepping into the door.
At this moment, night has fallen silently in the outside sky, but the motorcade is still speeding forward without stopping.
It seems that extending a moment's rest is an extreme luxury.
"You are the mysterious person that Captain Zhang mentioned."
The Taoist priest asked softly in an unpretentious tone. After entering, his eyes just swept across the room and fell on Yan Yun.
"That's me. Dear Taoist Priest, you must have been asked by Brother Zhang to come here to check on me, right?"
"However, please forgive me. I firmly believe that as long as I rest peacefully and rest for a few months, I will recover."
"I'm afraid that the Taoist Master's efforts will be in vain for my illness."
Yan Yun responded calmly.
"Haha, since you have refined the Diamond Art to the third level, your magical powers are no different from those of a poor Taoist."
"However, the way of cultivating immortals is slightly different from that of your body-refining sect. Maybe the poor Taoist can really make some achievements. In this way, you may be able to recover without being bedridden for several months."
Nan Qizi was not angry because Yan Yun refused treatment, but instead comforted him in a calm tone.
Hearing this, Yan Yun had a slightly surprised look on his brows.
Although his consciousness cannot escape from his shell, he cannot accurately estimate the opponent's true strength.
However, from the subtle perception at close range, it can still be vaguely judged that the Taoist priest in front of him is most likely a foundation-building monk.
In the human world, almost every monk who breaks into the path of spiritual practice treats mortals as ants. Even monks in the Qi refining stage are often indifferent to interacting with mortals.
However, in the spirit world, the Taoist priest in the foundation-building stage in front of him could talk to a mortal in such a humble manner, which really made Yan Yun quite uncomfortable and even felt a little strange.
It seems that as the Celestial Beast clone once mentioned, the mortal forces in the spiritual world cannot be underestimated.
Even monks need to be careful about their presence and not offend them lightly.
With this thought in his mind, Yan Yun had a faint smile on his lips and responded politely:
"Since the Taoist priest is so honest, I would like to ask the Taoist priest to take a hard trip."
When Yan Yun accepted Nan Qizi's invitation for assistance, the former showed a happy smile.
Then, he raised his palm upwards, unintentionally revealing a round bracelet on his wrist that was filled with light green light.
Then he gently touched the corner of the bracelet, and suddenly a bright yellow bronze mirror suddenly appeared in his palm.
Yan Yun couldn't help but feel his heart tremble when he observed this scene.
It turns out that this is an extremely superb storage magic weapon, far better than an ordinary storage bag.
Seeing this, Yan Yun could not help but sigh at the magic and power of nature.
Before that, he even doubted whether he had witnessed such a wonderful change with his own eyes.
This kind of storage magic weapon has become a widely used tool for monks in the spiritual world as early as the Qi Refining Stage. It seems that the identity of the Foundation Establishment Stage Taoist priest in front of him is indeed extraordinary.
Ordinary storage bags almost no longer play a necessary role for most monks in the spiritual world.
When he was dispersing the Nascent Soul that day, except for the two immortal-destroying thunders that conquered the heaven and earth, they were secretly taken away, carried with him, and hidden on his body.
All the other precious items were put into storage bags and buried together with several other spirit beast bags in a mysterious place more than ten feet deep from the surface.
Out of cautious and thoughtful considerations, he also specially ordered the gold-eating insects, six-winged frost centipedes, and crying souls who were following him to perform their duties, stick to their positions, and ensure the safety of the storage bag.
At this moment, he has lost all the magic power in his body, and the once powerful treasure is now of no use. If it remains with him, it may become the trigger for death.
Therefore, just wait until you recover your cultivation level, and then try to regain these precious treasures.
In this vast and desolate desert, even if there are spiritual insects stationed in it, there will probably be no other unexpected situations.
As for the mysterious and eerie green vial, after careful consideration, he decided to carry it with him and was unwilling to give it up easily.
This seemingly ordinary little bottle, even if others noticed something strange, would probably just be regarded as an ordinary thing.
Yan Yun, whose inner thoughts were racing rapidly, did not realize that Nan Qizi had noticed the change in his expression, and he did not understand that the seemingly young Yan Yun in front of him was actually a superb immortal cultivator at the level of becoming a god.
Nan Qizi in front of him just casually asked a few questions, and then pointed the mirror in his hand at Yan Yun and shook it.
However, with the rich green light emitted by the mirror, half of Yan Yun's body was instantly shrouded in light.
Nan Qiko slowly closed her eyes, as if she was exploring a specific thing through the artifact in her hand.
After a moment, a look of astonishment appeared on the face of this foundation-building monk.
He paused briefly, then slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yan Yun carefully with a rather surprised look.
"It seems that the Taoist Master has already observed some clues, right?"
Yan Yun asked calmly.
"Also, please take good care of your own physical condition. Nearly half of the meridians in Yan Shi's body are damaged."
"Either there is insufficient infusion of spiritual energy during practice, or there is an insufficient supply of auxiliary body refining elixirs."
"Our human bodies are far less powerful than the natural strength of monsters and monsters. If there is any negligence during the cultivation process, the body may disintegrate on its own."
"Fortunately, Donor Yan realized this in time. The damage to the meridians is not serious and is still in the process of self-repair."
"However, this kind of injury is extremely difficult to cure. Although Pindao does not have the corresponding treatment elixir, he is willing to write a few heart-clearing talismans for Donor Yan to relieve the painful disease in the body."
Nan Qizi let out a long sigh and said with a wry smile.
"Then I'll bother you, Taoist Priest!" Yan Yun smiled slightly and responded with gratitude in his mouth.
"Haha! Since Immortal Master Nan Qizi has already checked Brother Yan's injuries, it doesn't really matter whether I check or not."
"But now that we are here, we should carry out the necessary diagnostic procedures, otherwise we will not be able to explain the matter to Master Zhang when we go back."
The old man in white robe said calmly from the side.
"Donor Fu is too humble. The Xuantian Nine-Dragon Golden Needle Technique passed down by Brother Fu's ancestors has cured countless living beings and even benefited many fellow immortal cultivators."
"Pindao has already heard of Brother Fu's name."
However, Nan Qizi saluted the old man respectfully.
"I am just a poor disciple of the Fu family. I know nothing about the Xuantian Golden Needle Technique. The Taoist Master really overestimates me."
The old man in white robe shook his head in denial. Nan Qizi couldn't help but laugh, and then stepped aside.
The old man in white robe stepped forward and walked straight to Yan Yun.
He stretched out his hand to grab one of Yan Yun's wrists, and at the same time waved his other hand lightly. There was a sound of breaking through the air, and several golden threads flashed out like lightning.
Several strange sounds rang in his ears, and then several slender golden needles appeared on Yan Yun's body.
Only part of the tips of these thin needles were exposed, and most of them were completely submerged into his muscles.
Yan Yun, who was originally helpless to struggle, suddenly became energetic and sat up directly.
However, his body still remained stiff, standing there like a piece of wood sculpture.
"Liu'er, go find an object and try to cushion his back so that he can sit down comfortably."
The old man calmly ordered the girl in blue.
"Yes, Mr. Fu! Xiang'er, go get a set of our bedding and prepare a soft cushion for Mr. Yan."
The girl in blue shirt nodded obediently, turned around and warned her companion.
The girl in green shirt named Xiang'er was stunned when she heard this. She seemed to have encountered some difficulties, but she finally agreed and walked out of the carriage.
Taking this opportunity, the old man in white robe simply sat next to Yan Yun. While controlling Yan Yun's pulse, he half-closed his eyes and shook his head.
Yan Yun stared at the old man in front of him and remained silent.
After careful perception, he noticed that an extremely tiny breath was spreading rapidly around him, which was very detailed and difficult to catch.
If you are not cultivating for success and have a thorough understanding of your own situation, I am afraid that such changes will be difficult to discover.
The old man seemed to notice Yan Yun's eyes, and his eyes suddenly turned to him, just in time to see a meaningful smile appear on the corner of Yan Yun's mouth.
My heart was inexplicably shocked, and I couldn't help but cast my gaze.
At this moment, the girl named Xiang'er just brought back a soft silk quilt. After returning to the car, she followed the old man's instructions and immediately laid out the object and placed it on Yan Yun's back.
Yan Yun lay leisurely on the soft bed, smelling a charming fragrance in his nose, and expressed his gratitude to Xiang'er gratefully.
However, the girl in green clothes just hummed softly and responded to him expressionlessly.
Yan Yun didn't care about this, and his eyes were always locked on the white-haired old man.
At this time, the old man raised a hand and waved it in the air a few times. A long golden embroidery needle with a sharp tip appeared in his hand.
Then he moved flexibly with two fingers and waved quickly with one hand. In an instant, countless rays of golden light enveloped Yan Yun's body.
Yan Yun felt a cooling sensation surge from countless acupuncture points on his body at the same time, as if each acupuncture point had been pricked by this golden embroidery needle.
Immediately afterwards, a sore feeling came from his limbs. Yan Yun carefully tried to move his fingers, and then he was able to slowly raise his hands.
There were several shouts of deep inhalation coming from where Yan Yun was sitting.
The four girls in the carriage showed admiration, and Nan Qizi was obviously shocked as his eyes flickered.
"It's admirable. Brother Fu's golden needle technique is so powerful!" Nan Qizi said with a smile.
"It's just a small trick. I just want to help Brother Yan regain his ability to move his limbs."
"Despite his best efforts, he still cannot exert too much force to avoid causing larger-scale tears in the meridians in the body."
The white-haired old man told Yan Yun seriously.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Fu, for your careful care!" Yan Yun whispered a few words, his heart full of surprise and joy.
As for the art of acupuncture with golden needles, he had been exposed to it before when he was in the human world, and he thought he was quite proficient in it. However, compared with Mr. Fu, it pales in comparison.
It turns out that there are actually people in the world who can create miracles by pricking acupuncture points with golden needles.
But when he heard the old man's next words, Yan Yun felt chilled again. After confirming that Yan Yun's activities returned to normal, the old man reached out and patted him a few more times.
Golden light flashed past, and the golden needle flew out of Yan Yun's body at the same time, turning into a ray of golden light and disappearing.
Yan Yun tried to move his legs, stood up slowly, and took a few cautious steps.
"I can only help you so far. As for how to recover your muscles and veins, it depends on your own efforts. I have other matters to deal with, so I can't stay here for a long time."
The white-haired old man said goodbye politely.
Nan Qizi nodded lightly when he heard this and took out a few talismans from his arms.
With a raised hand, these talismans instantly turned into pieces of faint green light, blending into Yan Yun's body and disappearing.
The foundation-building monk also said goodbye to Yan Yun, got up and left the carriage.
The remaining four girls sent the two seniors out of the car door one after another, and then closed the door silently.
At this moment, Yan Yun sat quietly on the bench, closing his eyes and meditating, as if he was feeling the benefits of those mysterious talismans.
"Brother Yan, have you successfully cultivated to the third level of Diamond Art?"
After the girls returned to the car, they exchanged glances with each other. The girl in the blue dress named Liu'er couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Yan is just a lucky person.
"Yan Yun opened her eyes, stared at her, and replied calmly.
"Miss Liu'er is too flattering. Although I signed the blood curse document, I know very little about Tiandong Company, and I am very confused. Could you please tell me, Miss Liu'er?"
Yan Yun smiled slightly and asked politely.
Miss Liu'er's eyes turned and she covered her lips with a smile. She said, "It seems that Brother Yan was not born in our Tianyuan Realm. If not, how could he not know anything about it?"
Yan Yun's eyes sparkled and he asked with a smile: "Is Tiandong Company famous locally?"
The girl in the blue shirt raised her lips slightly, looking quite pleased with herself, and she replied:
"It is not an exaggeration to say that we are famous. Our firm is one of the top three large-scale commercial institutions in Tianyuan. We have many branches in various places and our headquarters is located in the Holy City of Tianyuan."
However, for Yan Yun, who had just arrived in the spiritual world, all this information was like floating clouds, vague and ignorant.
In his understanding, hundreds of cities are just a handful, and they are insignificant compared to the human world he is familiar with.
But from the tone of the little girl in front of him, Tiandong Company was already extraordinary enough.
However, is all this due to the other party's lack of knowledge, or is it because the spiritual world has its own uniqueness? (End of chapter)