Standing on the rainbow damask, the two of them walked against the light. The three moons were reflected in the sky, coupled with the gorgeous rainbow light, the night scene was extremely beautiful.
It's a pity that Feng Jueyu's mood at this moment is not as beautiful as the night scene in the Night Demon Realm.
After flying some distance with the divine weapon, Feng Jueyu couldn't stand the pain in his shoulders and sat down, big drops of sweat rolling down his resolute cheeks.
Soon, he felt a steady stream of heartbreaking feelings in his body.
Feng Jueyu couldn't care less, and silently used the Eight Desolations Art of the Impermanence of Life and Death, but this time the injury was too serious.
The power of Divine Judgment was reflected back by the mirror of light, causing extremely serious damage to his body. Even if he possessed the Yuanshu Divine Body, it would be difficult for him to recover in a short time.
For this reason, he took a few healing pills but it didn't help, so he could only endure the pain silently.
"Are you seriously injured?"
Yun Moxian turned to look over and asked in a cold tone.
Feng Jueyu said nothing, only closed his eyes and used his true power to repair his body over and over again.
The powerful true divine power is blended with the power of elixirs, subtly repairing injuries.
In fact, Yuan Zhen's divine body is far more powerful than the body of the Gods, Demons and Golden Lords. In terms of strength, speed, Yuan Shen consciousness, depth of true divine power, and ability to communicate with the laws of heaven and earth, it is much superior to the body of the Gods, Demons and Golden Lords.
The latter is the body of the top ten gods and demons in Jiuchongtian. Although there is a "top ten" in front, it is not comparable to the body of the God of Death, and it is far from it.
The Yuanzha Divine Body is a unique talent in the divine world, equivalent to the supreme existence among all categories of divine bodies.
For example, the top ten divine and demon physiques, the top ten vajra physiques, and the top ten sword cultivating physiques. Although these names sound extraordinary, they all cannot be ranked in front of the Yuanshu Divine Physique.
Yuan Zhen's divine body is one of the top physiques, even the Emperor of All Gods cannot envy him.
It's just that Feng Jueyu's current cultivation level is too low, so the advantages of the Yuanzha Divine Body cannot be fully utilized.
Even so, his recovery speed was also quite astonishing. He could feel that his true power was like grass growing crazily, constantly repairing the sores.
But Yun Moxian couldn't detect this kind of thing.
Seeing that Feng Jueyu was silent, Yun Modan took out a purple pill the size of a small date from her arms and threw it at him.
"Eating this will help you heal as quickly as possible."
"What's this?"
Feng Jueyu had no intention of talking to Yun Moxian, not because he was petty, but because the woman gave off a condescending air as soon as she opened her mouth, making it very uncomfortable to communicate with her.
He scolds you at every turn, as if someone owes him eight hundred coins.
But it's no wonder that, as she said, she is a famous figure among the Hundred Sons of Tiangang. If she hadn't seen that she had made a great contribution by killing Pei Yang, she might have to kneel down and talk to him.
Yun Moxian didn't know what Feng Jueyu was thinking, and didn't bother to think about it. He only replied: "This is the Ziji Golden Pill. It is my Tiangang Sect's unique healing secret pill. No matter how serious the injury is, just take one pill and it will be healed immediately."
It will be restored to its original state within a few days.”
After hearing this, Feng Jueyu took the Ziji Golden Pill without hesitation. He believed that Yun Moxian's methods and prestige would not fool him with the pill.
The Ziji Golden Pill melted immediately in the mouth, and then I felt a strong flow of heat rushing towards the wound, wrapping up all the wounds where the sword was injured.
Soon, the pain dissipated a lot, and a warm feeling came from the wound, as if it was wrapped by a very gentle force. The flesh and blood tissue grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, converging towards the central point.
Not long after, Feng Jueyu was no longer in so much pain.
"It's indeed a good pill, thank you."
Under normal circumstances, Feng Jueyu should say "Thank you" to Uncle Master, but he couldn't get used to it.
When Yun Moxian saw this, she just frowned and said in her heart that since you killed Pei Yang, she wouldn't care about this guy anymore.
However, there are some things that must be asked clearly, which disciple of the secret realm is so rude.
"May I have your name?"
"Feng Jueyu!"
"Where did you learn from me?"
"Ming Ling Secret Realm!"
Feng Jueyu was doing exercises to heal his injuries while answering Yun Moxian's cross-examination. After replying a few sentences, Feng Jueyu took the initiative and said: "Senior brother Yun Moxian, we have met."
"Seen? When?"
"Eight thousand and seven hundred years ago, Master Jun led a team to rescue Master Jun Zixuan. At that time, Master Jun Zixuan was trapped in a tight siege. It was I who rescued him, fought his way out of the siege, and left the Magic Weapon Wasteland."
Yunmo Xianjuan's beautiful willow eyebrows frowned slightly, as if she was searching for relevant memories in her memory, but in the end there was no result.
"I have been to the Magic Weapon Wasteland ten thousand times in my life, and every time I was in the middle of a fight. Junzixuan was in danger countless times. I can't even remember what I said."
"Well!"
Feng Jueyu felt frustrated and showed little interest: "Let's forget it. Senior uncle, noble people often forget things, but how is Senior Uncle Jun?"
"He's dead!"
"Dead?"
Feng Jueyu was shocked. In just 8,700 years of absence, Jun Zixuan was actually dead?
"He died at the hands of Pei Yang."
"How is it possible? That Pei Yang is only Rank 4?"
Feng Jueyu was even more incredible.
"What's so strange about this! When you are born in the God Realm, you have no choice but to hide in a sect and spend your time. Otherwise, as long as you fight with the enemy, your life or death will be unpredictable. Jun Zixuan will die because his cultivation is too weak."
When Yun Moxian mentioned the news of Jun Zixuan's death, her expression did not change at all, as if she was just explaining a trivial matter.
Feng Jueyu felt that this woman was too cruel. This woman actually said that the reason why one of her own died was because her cultivation was too weak.
Which god is not weak in cultivation depends on who you compare with. You are a seventh-level master, but when you meet a god, aren't you just as weak?
This woman is so cruel.
Feng Jueyu's impression of Yun Moxian was instantly reduced, and he said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Jun and I have had a relationship. I am a cultivator in the Western Realm. I passed through the Wasteland of Divine Weapons. I originally thought that it would be difficult to survive in the Eastern Realm.
Standing on the ground, it is precisely because I saved Uncle Jun and he was grateful to me in every possible way that I have a new identity in the Eastern Boundary."
"Although Master Jun is not very powerful, he is kind-hearted and approachable. Master Yun, you are Master Jun's senior sister. Are you not sad at all when he dies?"
Yun Moxian looked at Feng Jueyu with a cold expression and said, "Are you lecturing me?"
"Don't dare!" Feng Jueyu said he didn't dare, but his eyes did not dodge. Although he had integrated into the world of cultivation, what he most disapproved of was cutting off the seven emotions and six desires.
If a person is alive without feelings, he is nothing but a zombie.
Yun Moxian looked at him and was silent for a moment. He did not reprimand, but said calmly: "Cultivation is an act that goes against heaven, and being emotional is a taboo. I appreciate Jun Zixuan's bravery, but his cultivation level is indeed too low. In my opinion
, if he could have worked harder, he might have already broken through the sixth level, and he wouldn’t have to die this time.”
"In the final analysis, he still didn't work hard enough."
Feng Jueyu rolled his eyes, finally understanding what kind of person Yun Moxian was.
This woman's face is like that of a fairy, but her heart is like a rock that no one can knock.
Maybe even if his brothers and sisters died at the hands of his enemies, he wouldn't be moved by this.
Feng Jueyu shook his head, not wanting to continue arguing with Yun Moxian, so he changed the subject and said, "Where is Uncle Jun Jun buried? If I have the chance, I would like to pay my respects."
Yun Moxian was slightly startled by this sentence: "The person is already dead, what's the point of worshiping him?"
Feng Jueyu said angrily: "Why is it meaningless? In any case, he has always helped me to practice in the East Realm. Although Master Jun and I have a debt of gratitude to each other, which can be written off, at least we talked happily."
, they are not relatives, nor are they the same clan, but they are also friends, so why can’t we worship.”
Feng Jueyu spat, and Yun Moxian opened her mouth in shock, looked at him silently for a long time, and said: "Childish."
Shaking his head, Feng Jueyu lost interest in talking to Yun Moxian.
Although a practitioner must have a rock-solid heart, he cannot be like an emotionless animal, otherwise he will not be able to go far.
Just like in the lower world, if I hadn't tried my best to protect my close friends and disciples around me, and if they hadn't worked together and shared the same hatred, how could the Yuhongshan Alliance eventually become the overlord of Qixia, and no one would dare to offend him.
Cohesion is the best expression.
With cohesion and everyone working together, there will be more opportunities and more ways to help ourselves reach a higher realm.
This kind of thing may never be understood by a practitioner like Yun Moxian who feels that he must cut off his emotions and desires.
As the three of them chatted, they flew a long distance and had already left the Daredevil team far behind.
Although things like the Magic Sail are fast, they are still focused on carrying weight. They cannot be as fast as Rainbow Lingluo.
Just like Feng Jueyu's Tiandaozhu, Rainbow Lingluo is a weapon that Yun Moxian can use to take the heads of enemy generals in the enemy formation and come and go freely. Rainbow Lingluo means to Yun Moxian what Tiandaozhu means to Feng Jueyu.
Same.
However, the two of them did not go to Thunder Cliff.
As soon as the ringing golden talisman was released, the troops at Thunder Cliff also began to retreat.
Even all base camps will be evacuated.
Soon, the Night Demon will break into the spirit world and start a new round of battle.
"Where are we going?"
Climbing several mountains from the air, Feng Jueyu looked at the dark night sky and the sunken earth, completely lost his way.
The rainbow is rising and falling, trying its best to avoid the birds and beasts in the sky.
Feng Jueyu asked, but there was no response from Yun Moxian, and then he felt that Rainbow Lingluo was a little unstable from left to right.
"Uncle Yun?"
Feng Jueyu stood up. At this time, his injuries were mostly healed. He walked over and saw that Yun Moxian was still motionless.
Feng Jueyu was puzzled, but at this moment, Yun Moxian suddenly trembled, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then fell into his arms.
"Injured?"
Feng Jueyu was shocked and quickly supported Yun Moxian, but Rainbow Lingluo seemed to have lost the control of his consciousness and suddenly crashed into the mountain in front of him.
"Fuck, wake up, we will fall to death if this continues."