Now, he has full confidence that with this physical body alone, he can compete with the strong men in the early stage of Mahayana. According to his guess, if he can practice the Nine Turns Golden Body Art to eight points and eight standings, it should be equivalent to Mahayana.
He did not dare to think about the peak strength in the later stages. However, after experiencing the power of the Nine Transformations Golden Body Art, he felt that once he reached that level, his physical body would reach an extremely abnormal level.
.As Mo Yun said, once the Vajra body is completed, it will be immortal.
The battle between Leng Xuan and Mo Yun soon attracted the attention of all the imprisoned disciples. Seeing that the person coming was Leng Xuan, everyone immediately shouted excitedly. Hearing the sound, Leng Xuan quickly made a gesture to signal them not to
Make a sound to avoid being heard by the disciples outside the mountain prison. In a short time, Leng Xuan and Mo Yun cleaned up the disciples in the mountain prison. After releasing all the members imprisoned in the stone chamber, Leng
Xuan asked and frowned. The cultivation of these members was relatively low, so they were not immune to the effect of the elixir. Moreover, the effect of those elixirs lasted for ten hours. Every seven or eight hours, the saint
The gate will give them prisoners a refill of the elixir. It has only been two hours since they last took the elixir, which means it will take eight hours before they can fight.
Eight hours is not much, but as far as the current situation is concerned, eight hours is enough to change a lot of things. "It would be great if the King of Medicine were here." Leng Xuan sighed secretly and murmured. It seemed that
Seeing Leng Xuan's thoughts, Mo Yun couldn't help but smile and said: "How could you forget me?" Hearing this, Leng Xuan looked startled, and his brows immediately widened. Yes, how could he forget Mo Yun?
When it comes to the art of elixirs, even the King of Medicine has to learn from Mo Yun. However, Leng Xuan couldn't help but ask: "Old Mo, there are so many people here, do you have enough medicinal materials to make an antidote?"
?" Mo Yun replied: "Not that much, at most it will be given to a small number of people." Leng Xuan thought for a while and said: "Let's do this, I will select some stronger members, as long as they can form a certain battle.
Just use your strength." Mo Yun nodded, started the stove on the spot, and began to prepare the antidote.
While Mo Yun was busy, Leng Xuan was not idle either. He ordered people to go downstairs to guard the door to prevent the Holy Sect disciples from coming in, while selecting suitable members from the crowd. Mo Yun's potion was enough.
It took more than an hour to finally declare success. Mo Yun used up almost all the materials stored in his body to make more than 800 pills. Although there were not many pills, for Leng Xuan it was
It was enough. After the selected members took the antidote, Mo Yun asked: "Should we act now?" Leng Xuan waved his hand and said: "No rush, it will be night in a while, and at that time the Holy Sect
People should relax their guard. It's been so long, they should have arrived." The 'them' in his mouth refers to Ma Fu and Jiutian Holy Palace. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sudden noise outside.
Voice.
"What's going on?" Leng Xuan listened carefully for a while, and a smile gradually appeared on his lips. "They were quite timely. Everyone, it seems we have to change our plan."
At this moment, outside the mountain-protecting formation, hundreds of righteous members, led by Ma Fu, were launching a fierce attack on the disciples of the Holy Sect outside the formation.