036 It's just an alchemist, why don't you hurry up?
Buzz!
But at this moment, a dazzling light shone on this place, and the entire mountain forest was shaken, and the bodies of many spiritual beasts trembled.
"Holy Light?"
"Holy power?"
Feng Wuyan, Ning Xueer and others turned pale, their eyes filled with shock.
Under this power, the beast group was instantly annihilated, and the spiritual beasts also evaporated into nothingness.
Facing this scene, Ye Yan was also shocked.
This is just a rune left by Saint Cangyun eight hundred years ago. It is so magnificent, and the power of Cangyun back then is evident.
"Little brother, is it you?"
"saint?"
Feng Wuyan, Ning Xueer and others simply couldn't believe it.
"This was originally left by Saint Cangyun. Let's leave quickly. When the other orcs react, I'm afraid something bad will happen!" Ye Yan said.
Hearing this, everyone also reacted and then went directly towards the distance.
After half a day, they finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally we are out!"
"Father, maybe we can be saved!"
Then Feng Wuyan looked at Ye Yan and said: "Little brother, thank you for this trip. This is a life-saving grace. We dare not forget it. It's just that the little brother doesn't seem to be from Feng City, and I haven't asked him his name yet."
"Uncle Feng, I am...Ye Yan!" Ye Yan said.
What?
When they heard this name, everyone in the Fengling Beast Hunting Sect was shocked.
Especially Feng Wuyan, even more so: "Yan'er? Is it you? Yes, this posture is almost the same as your father's. I didn't recognize it for a moment. When I saw you, you were still young, but now you have grown up.
It’s now like this.”
"Xiaotian also saved our father and son in the Cangyun Mountains back then. Then Xiaotian and I often met in the Cangyun Mountains. Now you have saved us again. My Feng family owes you Ye family a lot.
It’s a pity that Xiaotian…”
Ye Xiaotian passed away, making Feng Wuyan extremely sad.
At this time, it was mentioned that Feng Wuyan still felt lonely.
Back then, Ye Yan had heard Ye Xiaotian mention Feng Wuyan many times, and the two had a deep friendship.
Now it seems that everything is true.
"Yan'er, let's go! My father will be very happy if he sees you!" Feng Wuyan said.
In response, Ye Yan also nodded.
It is difficult to find spiritual weapons that can be bought and sold in Cangyun City. Now that he has arrived in Fengcheng, Ye Yan also wants to visit the spiritual pavilion here to see if there are any treasures.
In the Wanyan Empire, every city has a spiritual pavilion.
It's just that although Lingge is powerful, it keeps a low profile and never participates in local battles.
The forces behind it are still a mystery!
Ye Yan then followed Feng Wuyan towards the Wind Spirit Hunting Beast Sect!
Wind Spirit Beast Hunting Gate...
There are a lot of people gathered at this time!
"Zhao Shao, what do you mean by bringing weapons to my Beast Hunting Sect?" Feng Wuyin shouted inside the Fengling Beast Hunting Sect. He is the deputy sect master of the Fengling Beast Hunting Sect.
"what for?"
"Hahaha, what do you mean? Do you think that the words of the leader of the Zhao Family's Beast Hunting Sect are just air?"
"The sect master said that there can only be one hunting beast sect in this Windy City, and he gave you ten days. Now this is the ninth day? Why, haven't you figured it out yet?"
At this moment, a middle-aged man snorted coldly.
"Hehehe!"
Next to him, many cultivators from the Zhao Family's Beast Hunting Sect also sneered.
Outside the door, many people gathered around.
Looking at this scene, they all shook their heads.
"The Zhao family's beast-hunting sect is going to kill them all!"
"In the past few years, the Zhao family has risen and annexed too many hunting sects, and now only the Wind Spirit hunting sect is left. And every annexation is a killing, and the other hunting sects have survived.
There are not many people, and now it’s the turn of the Wind Spirit Beast Hunting Sect.”
"It's a pity that the wind spirit warriors were so powerful back then, but now they are so old and injured. It is said that their blood and energy are all gone, and their strength is reduced to ten percent!"
How powerful was the wind spirit back then?
But a strong man in the Lingtai realm!
Now, even taking action is difficult!
Only then did the Zhao family's beast-hunting sect dare to visit.
"Hmph, I, the Wind Spirit Beast Hunting Sect, will never succumb to any force." Feng Wuyin said.
Zhao Shao suddenly smiled: "Feng Wuyin, are you waiting for Feng Wuyan to be so stubborn?"
"Are you counting on him to bring the Blood Spirit Grass?"
"Hahaha, you and I both know the dangers of that ancient battlefield. Over the years, our two major beast hunting sects have not dared to step into it easily. They will die if they enter it."
"Even if you are lucky enough to survive and find the Blood Spirit Grass, what's the use of it? Who can refine the elixir?"
"Huahun Master?"
"He has promised my Zhao family that he will never refine elixirs for your Wind Spirit Beast Hunting Sect!"
What?
When Zhao Shao finished speaking, the expressions of everyone in Fengling Beast Hunting Sect changed.
Feng Wuyin's face turned pale. Hua Jian was the only alchemist in Feng City. He was the only one who could refine the elixir and save his father Fengling, but now he...
"Impossible!" Feng Wuyin said.
In the early years, Hua Jian received the favor from Fengling, how could he agree to the Zhao family now?
"Feng Wuyin, nothing is impossible in this world!" At this moment, Hua Jian walked out.
"You..." Looking at Hua Jian, Feng Wuyin's face was ashen.
"Have you given up now?"
"Your Wind Spirit Beast Hunting Sect should have made a decision, right?"
Zhao Shao sneered.
"The decision of our Wind Spirit Beast Hunting Sect is to never give in, and our Beast Hunting Sect will not be attached to any force." At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded outside the door.
Um?
Everyone looked attentively.
"Feng Wuyan is back."
"He's not dead?"
Many people were shocked.
Going deep into the Cangyun Mountains and still coming back alive is really a blessing.
Wow!
At this moment, Feng Wuyan, Ning Xueer and others stepped directly into the Wind Spirit Beast Hunting Gate, with Ye Yan following them.
"The breath of blood spirit grass? I didn't expect you to actually find this medicinal material."
"But so what? How can you make alchemy without an alchemist? Are you going to look for alchemists in other cities? As far as I know, it's too late, right? That old guy Feng Ling's aura is extremely weak and he probably won't last until tomorrow!
"Zhao Shao sneered.
"Did you tell everything to the Zhao family?" Feng Wuyan concentrated and looked at Hua Jian. Hua Jianke had seen his father's injuries before.
Hua Jian sneered: "Yes, it's me."
Hearing his admission like this, everyone in the Fengling Beast Hunting Sect yelled at him for being shameless.
Zhao Shao then sneered, it was because of Hua Jian's news that the Zhao family had just known about such a thing, so they decided to take action tomorrow. They were uneasy because Feng Ling was not dead.
After all, Fengling's power was extremely powerful back then, but if he tried desperately to attack now, he might cause a lot of casualties to the Zhao family.
"Those who repay kindness with hatred, get out of here!" Feng Wuyan said.
"Feng Wuyan, don't forget your identity. When your father was in his prime, I would have respected you from the Feng family. But now, I am an alchemist. Who in Feng City dares to speak to me like this?" Hua Jian Leng
Tsk, very cold.
"I'm just an ordinary alchemist, what's so great about him?"
"Since Uncle Feng tells you to get out, then get out quickly!"