However, although Yan Yun could not detoxify him, it was still easy to temporarily wake him up and live for ten days and a half longer.
With this in mind, Yan Yun slowly stood up and raised his right hand.
"Buzz!"
As a buzzing sound sounded, a stream of light quickly flew out of the hand and disappeared directly into the man's eyebrows.
As the light surged, the scars on the man's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Uh-huh!"
The man groaned, and his closed eyes slowly opened at this moment.
"It's you!"
As soon as the man in blue robe opened his eyes and saw clearly Yan Yun standing in front of him, he couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise and struggled to sit up.
"What? Are you surprised to see me?"
Yan Yun glanced at Feng Yue and said calmly.
"Did fellow Taoist save me? Where is that old thief Feng Zhen?"
Feng Yue realized it later, but his voice sounded very weak, mixed with a little bit of vigilance.
Yan Yun put his hands behind his back. After listening to Fengyue's words, he pointed at the purple corpse not far away and said casually:
"The purple-robed Taoist you mentioned? He's lying there."
After listening to Yan Yun's words, Fengyue's eyes rolled slightly, and then he twisted his neck with difficulty.
Finally he saw the shapeless remains of a corpse wearing a purple robe.
Feng Yue was startled at first, and a look of hatred appeared on Rui Hou's face. She turned her eyes slightly and looked at Yan Yun.
At this time, Fengyue's face looked quite strange.
"Did Brother Yan also kill this old thief? It seems that Brother Yan's magical power is really unfathomable. Feng will remember his life-saving grace and will repay him generously in the future."
Feng Yue asked tentatively. At the same time, he reached into his waist with one hand and took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth. He put his other hand on the ground and tried to stand up.
But he was only halfway up when his legs weakened and he fell to the ground again.
"What's going on? I don't have any strength at all."
Feeling the powerlessness coming from his body, Feng Yue fell to the ground, his face twitching, revealing a hint of panic.
Yan Yun's expression remained unchanged, he glanced at Fengyue, and said calmly: "It seems that fellow Taoist still doesn't know his situation?"
"What do you mean by this, fellow Taoist?"
After listening to Yan Yun's words, Fengyue's expression changed. He quickly stared at Yan Yun in front of him and asked, "Could it be that you put a ban on me?"
"A ban on you? You overestimate yourself."
A chill flashed through Yan Yun's eyes, and he said coldly: "If I want to kill you, do I need to impose a ban?"
While speaking, Yan Yun raised his right hand, and a bronze mirror was immediately thrown in front of Feng Yue.
After hearing Yan Yun's words, Fengyue's face was full of fear, but seeing that Yan Yun's face had no expression at all, he gritted his teeth and picked up the bronze mirror on the ground.
When he saw the face on the bronze mirror, he was suddenly so frightened that his body trembled and he exclaimed:
"Ah!!! What's going on? Why does my face look like this? Could it be that the stuff the old thief used is poisonous?"
Then he slowly took out the storage bag on his waist.
As several streaks of white light flashed by, various pills fell to the ground.
He hurriedly picked up the bottle and kept stuffing it into his mouth regardless of its efficacy.
Yan Yun watched with cold eyes and allowed him to take the elixir without saying a word.
After he finished taking the elixir, Fengyue sat cross-legged, using his luck to heal his wounds, hoping to force the poisonous energy out of his body.
Unfortunately, after half a cup of tea, Fengyue opened his eyes again, and the look of horror on his face became even worse.
"How is this possible? None of the many antidote holy medicines works. What kind of strange poison have I been poisoned with?"
Listening to Fengyue talking to himself, Yan Yun spoke slowly and said:
"This is bitterness, one of the ten most deadly poisons."
Upon hearing the bitterness, Feng Yue's complexion instantly turned pale and bloodless, and he couldn't help but scream:
"They actually used this poison to deal with me. As expected, the old thief defected to the Kong family, and the Kong family happened to have this poison."
"The Kong family?"
Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, pretending to be surprised.
"No. If you are poisoned by bitterness, you should die immediately. How can I still wake up?"
The young man suddenly thought of this, and he summoned the strength from nowhere. He stood up and questioned Yan Yun.
"I'm just using means to extend your life."
Yan Yun spoke lightly, his eyes couldn't help but glance at the silver key on his chest, and said lightly:
"Of course, if the thing in front of your neck hadn't temporarily resisted the poisonous gas, otherwise the poisonous gas would attack your heart and you would have been killed long ago."
As soon as Yan Yun mentioned the silver key, Feng Yue realized that he had revealed something he had hidden in front of his chest for a long time.
Suddenly I was shocked and calmed down temporarily.
Looking at the silent Fengyue, Yan Yun said softly: "However, if you want to survive, there is nothing you can do."
"What can I do? As long as I can save my little brother's life, I will agree to any conditions, Brother Yan."
Feng Yue's eyes lit up, and then his face became happy.
"The method is also very simple. Since the body has been destroyed after being poisoned by bitterness, we can simply change it to another body. Many monks who have been poisoned by the ten deadly poisons in the past have used the method of seizing the body to escape their lives. ”
Yan Yun looked calm and spoke calmly.
"Seize the body?"
As soon as he heard the word "seize the body", Fengyue couldn't help but look blank, and then smiled bitterly:
"Thank you, Brother Yan, for taking the trouble. Seizing the body can work for others, but Feng cannot use this method."
"Can't use this method?"
Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Is it you?"
"To be honest, fellow Taoist, I have already taken away my body once. The body I have now is not my original body."
Feng Yue said with a sad smile
"In this case, there is nothing I can do. After all, there is no cure for the ten deadly poisons."
Yan Yun shook his head gently and said lightly:
"But I have a secret method that can let you live a few more days."
Upon hearing this, Feng Yue's face was filled with joy and he quickly bowed his hands and thanked him: "Thank you so much, Brother Yan."
Yan Yun waved his hand gently, but stared at Fengyue and said, "But why should I extend your life?"
As soon as these words came out, Feng Yue was stunned on the spot, followed by a long silence.
After being silent for a long time, Fengyue said: "Actually, my true identity is the legitimate son of Guanning Mansion in Liaozhou."
As he spoke, he slowly took out the jade pendant from his chest and continued: "This is the Lingxia pendant. It is a token of the Feng family passed down from my father to me. If there are no accidents."
"I was supposed to take over the Feng family decades later."
Speaking of this, Feng Yue twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a flash of pain in his eyes.
Yan Yun didn't have the time to listen to him talk so much, but said: "What do you plan to do to extend your life?"
"I don't have spiritual stones on my body. Even if I have a few top-notch magic weapons, I still can't catch my senior's attention even if I think about it."
Having said this, Feng Yue directly pulled the silver key off his neck, and then handed it over without any hesitation.
His actions were very decisive, and he had obviously been thinking about it for a long time:
"This is the key to my Feng family's secret cave."
"Feng Family Secret Cave?"
Yan Yun pointed with one hand, and the key fell into his hand. The silver light on it was shining, which was quite magical.
Fengyue nodded calmly:
"Yes, this is the only magic weapon that can open the secret cave that our Feng family has collected for more than a thousand years."
"As the eldest grandson of the Feng family, on the day of the Feng family's sudden change, the family elders asked me to take this key and escape first."
"The collection inside must be worth far more than tens of thousands of spirit stones."
After getting the key, Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly and nodded slightly: "In that case, I will extend your life for thirty days."
As Yan Yun finished speaking, streaks of golden divine thunder came out of his hand and quickly landed on Feng Yue's body. The evil-proof divine thunder surged continuously and quickly eliminated the pitch-black poisonous gas from his body.
If Yan Yun spends a lot of money, although he cannot be cured, he can live for a few years.
But it's not worth the price Yan Yun paid.
The most valuable thing in the Feng Family Secret Cave is the relic.
It can effectively improve Yan Yun's Mingwang Jue, otherwise why would it be delayed here.
"Now you can take action."
Yan Yun would never forget the purpose of coming to this unexpected grassland.
We have just stepped into the abrupt grassland, so it is not easy to cause too much noise.
And now we are getting closer to Da Jin. Even if we get into big trouble, we can easily escape to Da Jin.
Thinking of this, Yan Yun's figure swayed, turned into a shadow, and disappeared from the place.
After half a cup of tea, when Feng Yue opened his eyes again, the thick black fog on his face had disappeared.
He looked around and found that Yan Yun had already left.
"You are really a master."
On top of a huge rock, Yan Yun sat cross-legged. As his consciousness surged, he immediately spotted an unexpected person in the early stage of Nascent Soul.
This person is none other than the Yuanying monk who is in charge of the station here.
"Asking this person to go and report the news should be pretty good."
Yan Yun raised the corners of his mouth slightly and slowly opened his eyes.
An attribute bar visible only to you appeared in front of you.
【Yanyun】
[Spiritual Roots: Wind, Thunder Spiritual Roots]
[Physique: Wind Spirit Body, Thunder Spirit Body]
[Cultivation: Mid-stage Nascent Soul]
[Kung Fu: Wind and Thunder Sword Ruins (77% on the eighth level) Dayan Jue (55% on the fourth level) God Forging Technique (2% on the fourth level)]
[Body refining techniques: Mingwang Jue (sixth level 23%) Nine Yin Soul Absorption into the Body (sixth level 23%), Wind and Thunder Body Refining (seventh level 1%), Giant Demon Technique (Dacheng)]
[Spells: Shura Holy Fire (Dacheng), Binghuoyang Lei (Dacheng), Wind and Thunder Condensation Sword Technique (Dacheng), Wind and Thunder Escape (Dacheng), Breath Condensation Technique (Dacheng), Sword Qi into Silk (Dacheng), Shangling True Wind (Dacheng) ) Spiritual Art Transformation (Dacheng)]
[Supernatural power: Wind and Thunder True Body, Transparent Lingxi]
Looking at his attribute bar, Yan Yun showed a smile.
After obtaining the Dayan Jue, Yan Yun naturally continued to practice, but unfortunately his progress was slow.
It is estimated that there will be about ten years before we can hope to break through to the fifth level.
In addition, Fenglei Sword Ruins is not far away from a breakthrough.
During this trip to the Jin Dynasty, it was not difficult to break through to the late Nascent Soul stage in cultivation.
"It is still more difficult to break through the divine transformation stage."
Yan Yun's eyes flickered and he muttered in his heart: "But I have made two preparations and have two furnaces. It is not difficult to break through."
Thinking of this, Yan Yun flicked his wrist.
Gold-and-silver gold-eating insects flew out of the storage bag.
"Buzz!"
Accompanied by harsh buzzing sounds, the gold-eating insects kept flying in front of them, flapping their wings.
【Gold-Eating Insect】
【Realm: Growth Stage】
[Strength: Mid-stage pill formation]
[Talent power: Devour all things]
[Spells: Invulnerability to water and fire, Vajra body, Wind and thunder escape, Fire protection, Wind and thunder power]
With the cultivation during this period, the strength of these gold-eating insects has reached the middle stage of pill formation.
The dense gold-eating insects swarmed forward, even a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul found it difficult to resist.
Yan Yun waved his hand, and dozens of gold-eating insects flashed past, turning into gold and silver, and quickly galloped away into the distance.
Looking at the gold-eating insect galloping away, Yan Yun raised the corners of his mouth slightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and attached several spiritual consciousness to the gold-eating insect.
Control these gold-eating insects and fly towards the station.
The Nascent Soul Immortal Master stationed here is named Ying, and he is an early Yuanying monk who is responsible for the safety of the station.
"This is it!"
On this day, a bald-browed old man suddenly opened his eyes and stared into the void.
His consciousness slowly explored the distance, and soon he said in surprise: "There are so many gold-eating insects!"
"Why?"
The expression of the old man surnamed Ying changed slightly, his body swayed, and he turned into a shadow, chasing after the gold-eating insects.
As soon as he started to move, the gold-eating insects dispersed in mid-air and flew towards Yan Yun.
"Want to run!"
The monk named Ying snorted coldly, waved his right hand, and a stream of green light flashed past.
It condensed directly into a ferocious claw and clawed hard at the gold-eating insect.
"Plop"
The claws fell, and as soon as Fang touched the gold-eating insect, he let out a muffled sound.
This shows how hard the gold-eating insect is.
The gold-eating insect also took advantage of this opportunity and quickly flew out.
Just when the monk named Ying wanted to continue his attack, a monk in white appeared out of thin air.
"Who are you!"
He stared at Yan Yun and suddenly yelled.
Yan Yun put his hands behind his back, and the aura around him continued to increase.
After a while, the aura on Yan Yun's body had reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
"Middle Nascent Soul Monk!"
The bald-browed man's face changed slightly. He stared at Yan Yun and couldn't help shouting: "I don't know if my friend is in front of you, I will be offended."
But soon, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
But the aura emanating from Yan Yun's body made him realize that he was not a sudden person.
"Foreigners."
Sensing the strange look on the bald-browed old man's face, Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, pretending to be surprised: "Since you have discovered my identity, I can't keep you."
Killing intent suddenly appeared in Yan Yun's eyes, and then he waved his sleeves.
A purple thunder spirit wood sword quickly cut through the air and struck towards the bald-browed old man.
"Damn it!"
Feeling the aura emanating from Yan Yun, the bald-browed old man quickly fled behind him without any hesitation.
The cultivation levels of monks in the Nascent Soul stage vary greatly.
He just felt that he was no match for Yan Yun, so the best way was to slip away.
After all, this person is from a foreign tribe, and if he is summoned to the late Nascent Soul cultivators from the tribe, he can definitely be easily manipulated.
Looking at the bald-browed strong man running away, Yan Yun pointed with one hand.
The speed of the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword suddenly accelerated, and a blue-purple lightning flashed through the air.
From a distance, it looks like a dazzling dragon. (End of chapter)