"Shen Yu, help me get it." Wen Yi grimaced in pain when she moved. She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and saw that Shen Yu was motionless. She took a deep breath and spoke again in a soft voice.
Shen Yu raised his hand gently.
"Kacha kacha——"
A sound similar to the dislocation of bones echoed in the cave, going round and round like ripples on the surface of a lake.
A huge dragon skeleton suddenly appeared in mid-air.
Wen Yi raised his head and his eyes lit up. The dragon bone, which was more than ten feet long, should be the skeleton of the giant dragon spirit body. It was as white as jade and exuded a compelling aura.
Dragon bone is a very precious medicinal material and raw material for talisman formations. Grinding it into powder can be used as medicine to increase the medicinal properties thousands of times. If it is mixed with cinnabar for writing talismans, the effect of the formation will be doubled. The amount of increase depends on the caster. Depends on the ability.
"I'll give you half." Wen Yi was not stingy, "After all, I discovered it. I want the head, middle to tail part for you."
Without even looking at it, Shen Yu threw the complete dragon bones in front of Wen Yi and said arrogantly: "I disdain useless things."
He vaguely remembered that this dragon was once his spiritual pet, and it seemed to have been protecting the formation on the altar. Shen Yu could not feel any kindness in it, but its murderous intent and malice were overwhelming. It must be a rebellious beast, even if If Lingyu doesn't kill it, Shen Yu won't let it go.
"This thing was useless to me in the past." Living things are much more important than dead things.
In the previous life, Wenyi had personally tamed a giant fire-type dragon as his pet. He also ate sashimi made from a thousand-year-old dragon, had its tendons pulled, and obtained reverse scales in its abdomen, but he dismissed it.
Now she desperately wants to get these things to repair her wounds, improve her cultivation, leave this prison as soon as possible and settle the score with Qing Yao.
The dragon bone is so hard that cutting it with an ordinary fairy sword is like cutting a stone with a knife made of soft clay, and has no effect.
Wen Yi looked at Shen Yu several times. He closed his eyes slightly, obviously sensing it, but turning a blind eye.
"Let me use the fragment." Wen Yi waved, "I know you can hear me. The faster my wound heals, the sooner we can leave."
She is not the original owner who knows nothing about her. The spirit body must have someone to rely on before it can leave.
Shen Yu is a spiritual body that he unsealed, and he can only leave by relying on himself.
Still no response.
"Shen Yu? Your Highness the Crown Prince?" Wen Yi's voice was soft, "Your Highness, lend me your body." He clung to the fragment, and there was nothing wrong with saying that the fragment was his body.
Hearing Wen Yi say this, the image of her seducing him and forcibly kissing her appeared in Shen Yu's mind. Gu Jing Wubo's deep eyes burst out with strong waves. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Wen Yi, with a murderous look in his eyes. "Shut up!"
"Fragments, hurry up."
Saying those words not only made Shen Yu feel sick, but Wen Yi also felt sick. She found that Shen Yu was soft-hearted but she could not be soft-hearted.
Shen Yu tried to strangle the shameless Taoist female cultivator to death countless times, and cut the spiritual plants on the mountain wall to pieces with murderous intent. Finally, she gave the fragments to Wen Yi in order to clean her ears.
After getting the fragment, Wenyi Keel easily cut off a small piece, ground it, mixed it with the spirit plant to stop bleeding and relieve pain, and applied it to the wound on the chest. The pain was significantly reduced, and the cool feeling escaped from the burning pain. Finally, Much more comfortable.
You can get it from the front.
But the wound on his back was out of reach, so Wen Yi looked at Shen Yu again.
"Your Highness, if you can, please go out of your way to give me some medicine."
Wen Yi tried to lower his posture as much as possible, but the words he blurted out were still stiff. Every word was like a fist that wanted to hit Shen Yu in the face.
This injury was caused by him!
Wen Yi was seriously injured, and Shen Yu was not feeling well either. The fragments of the fairy sword severely damaged his spiritual body. If it weren't for his strong spiritual consciousness, he would have died long ago.
This time, Shen Yu really ignored her and kept calm.
After a lot of effort, Wen Yi finally bandaged the wounds on her body briefly. She put the dragon bones into her storage bag before stopping to take a closer look at her surroundings.
I don’t know where this cave is located. It is full of spiritual energy, humid, and has only plants and no animals.
There was a piece of fluorite with a radius of about ten feet above her head that could transmit light. The fluorite was carved with exquisite reliefs. From a distance, Wen Yi could not see clearly what was painted on it. She felt an indescribable sound coming from the top of her head. The dangerous aura was like a sharp sword hanging over his head.
Mr. Lingyu must have brought people to the Tongshan gated area for something important, and it was definitely not for the dragon bones.
A dragon is more valuable alive than a pile of bones. Although it is hard to find and catch, it is not difficult to catch one based on the strength of the Qingyun Sword Sect.
The Ming Palace above the abyss is the overflow dormitory of Prince Ru's palace. Perhaps what Lord Ling Yu wants is the thing on the fluorite.
Lord Lingyu didn't find anything up there, so he will probably come down, and Qingyao will most likely follow.
This place is hidden, Ling Yujun is extremely disgusted with the original owner, and he will probably stand by and watch Qingyao kill him, and then make up a story about himself trespassing into the secret realm of Tongshan Gate and unfortunately dying.
It doesn’t matter if you believe in Piaomiao Huanfu or not, as long as Qingyun Sword Sect believes in it.
Wen Yi looked at his injured leg, endured the pain, sat cross-legged and breathed in, Qi Yun Xiao Zhoutian breathed in and out.
The Spirit-Gathering Cauldron hung around her neck emitted silver spiritual light. Wen Yi gently closed her eyes and let go of her thoughts. At first, it was a chaotic world of black and gray. Gradually, her vision gradually became clear, and the chaotic world became colorful. .
Vibrant green, passionate red, her own silver aura also represents Shen Yu, and the black and red intertwined evil spirits are extremely clear and deeply engraved in Wen Yi's mind. All the colors overlap and interweave with each other, and the surroundings are filled with... An illusory mist that contains infinite vitality and danger.
She slowly introduced the mist into her body, guiding the spiritual energy into the desolate Dantian Zi Mansion like a pioneer. She silently recited the sword technique of the Ruthless Killing Sword in her heart and turned it into a sharp sword.
The original owner practiced the path of sentient beings. Although he was not proficient in this path, after tempering the most basic spiritual energy, his Dantian had adapted to the path of sentient beings.
If you want to change the monastery, you have to get rid of the old ones and incorporate the new ones, otherwise it will be easy to go crazy in the end.
This process is extremely grueling. On the one hand, you have to endure the pain of washing your muscles and marrow, and on the other hand, you have to control your strength to avoid getting to the foundation, and there will be no hope of ascension in this life.
Wen Yi controlled the newly formed sword bit by bit, eradicating all the sentimental things like eradicating garbage, and then washed it over and over again with spiritual energy...
I do not know how long it has been.
She opened her eyes and took into her body the murderous aura remaining in the fragments of the fairy sword.
As Shen Yu Zengjin's celestial sword, it has killed countless people, and there are few in the world more murderous than it.
Shen suddenly found it interesting when he saw her reshaping her foundation and switching from a sentimental path to a ruthless path.
When he saw Wen Yi desperately absorbing his own murderous aura as a foundation, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly. His murderous aura was not that easy to control.
Doesn’t Wen Yi like to talk about conditions the most?
If her life is at stake, it would be good if you help her and let the other person be your servant, but before that, you should cut her tongue, break her legs, and blind her eyes.