Hearing Wang Teng's words, Ye Wuchang's eyes suddenly showed surprise, and his heart was already filled with turmoil. He looked at Wang Teng with eyes full of disbelief.
A warrior in the Mortal Transformation Realm could see at a glance that there was a hidden disease in his body, and surmise that there was something wrong with his cultivation technique?
His eyes flickered, and he felt that the young man in front of him, who was younger than himself, seemed a little too unusual to be measured by common sense.
"Protect me for three years. After three years, it's up to you to stay or go. I think this condition is loose enough. If you still can't accept it and insist on seeking death, I will grant it to you now."
Wang Teng spoke again.
"Protect the Tao for three years?"
Ye Wuchang's eyes flashed slightly when he heard this. Three years, for a cultivator, is just a blink of an eye.
It is not unacceptable to protect Wang Teng for three years in exchange for his own life.
As for whether Wang Teng could heal his injuries and correct the mistakes in his practice, he had doubts.
"You can really cure my injuries, I mean the hidden diseases in my body, and you are only a warrior in the Mortal Transformation Realm. Are you sure you can correct my skills?"
Ye Wuchang said with doubt on his face.
In fact, if Wang Teng hadn't clearly stated the hidden illness in his body and the incompleteness of his cultivation techniques, he would not have believed Wang Teng's words at all.
"Is it possible? You'll know if you try it."
Wang Teng didn't say much and said calmly.
Ye Wuchang's eyes flickered, and then he took the initiative to make an oath of heaven to protect Wang Teng for three years.
"Very good, I will teach you the breath-condensing method first. You should understand it as soon as possible and hide the demonic energy on your body. Otherwise, if a strong man from the Wanjian Sect senses the demonic energy on your body, you will still be unable to escape death.
"
Wang Teng pointed at the center of Ye Wuchang's eyebrows, and Ye Wuchang did not dodge. If Wang Teng wanted to kill him, he could have been killed directly, so why bother.
An extremely mysterious secret method was introduced into Ye Wuchang's mind. Suddenly, a violent storm was set off in Ye Wuchang's mind. A strong torrent of information surged, and mysterious sounds echoed, which immediately made Ye Wuchang
I was so shocked that my whole body was numb, and the hairs all over my body were trembling, as if electric current was flowing through my body.
"What a brilliant secret method of concentrating your breath. You actually have such a clever method of concentrating your breath!"
After a while, Ye Wuchang came to his senses, and he couldn't help but open his mouth in surprise. His eyes were full of shock, and he looked at Wang Teng with even more surprise.
"I have to tell you that at dawn, an elder from the Wanjian Sect will come and take me to participate in the three assessments of the Wanjian Sect. You still have three hours to understand and study this breath gathering method."
"Otherwise, if someone senses your aura by then, your life will not be saved."
Wang Teng said to Ye Wuchang.
"What?"
Ye Wuchang was stunned when he heard this: "Three hours?"
He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. This secret method was obviously very unusual. How could it be so easy to master it within three hours?
"With your talent, three hours is enough."
Wang Teng had great confidence in Ye Wuchang and said.
Ye Wuchang was able to enter the secret realm of supernatural powers at such a young age, and his cultivation talent is definitely not comparable to ordinary people.
Moreover, Ye Wuchang's ability to leapfrog challenges is also extremely powerful. Previously, the five masters of the Mystic Realm of Wanjian Sect could not suppress him, but were repulsed by him. If Lin Jingtian hadn't suddenly arrived in the end, he was seriously injured and continued to struggle.
If the fierce battle continues, the five masters of the magical secret realm will even fall under his sword.
The understanding of such a gifted person is usually not that bad.
Hearing Wang Teng's words, Ye Wuchang couldn't help but grin, with a hint of pride on his face.
"I didn't expect you to be quite good at talking. It takes three hours to master this secret technique. Although it is a bit difficult, it is not impossible."
After saying that, Ye Wuchang just sat cross-legged and began to meditate quietly.
Originally, he was seriously injured now, and the most important thing to do at this time was to recover from the injury.
But now is the wrong time and place.
His injuries were so severe that it was impossible to recover in a short time.
At dawn, an elder would come to Zizhu Peak. In order not to be discovered, he could only first understand the breathing method taught to him by Wang Teng.
Wang Teng glanced at Ye Wuchang, and the corner of his mouth curved slightly. Then he took out an alchemy furnace and began to refine the pill directly opposite Ye Wuchang.
Ye Wuchang was unwilling to hand over his soul blood to follow him. He just made an oath of heaven to protect him for three years. Although the oath of heaven does have a certain binding force on those who practice it, in Wang Teng's view
, is far from enough.
What he wants is absolute control!
Never allow the slightest surprise.
After all, he didn't know Ye Wuchang very well. It was just the first time they met, and the other party was a demonic monk, so he didn't trust Ye Wuchang.
Although he took a fancy to Ye Wuchang's qualifications and potential, he had to do some backup to keep him by his side.
Otherwise, if Ye Wuchang, after recovering from his injuries, ignores the oath of heaven and strikes back, wouldn't he have caused a disaster for himself?
Since the other party is unwilling to take the initiative to hand over his soul blood, he can only use other means to achieve the goal of completely controlling the other party.
With the profound knowledge of the Wutian Demon Lord, he knows too many things. If he wants to control a person, there are countless ways.
At this moment, he wanted to refine a healing elixir with excellent healing effects, and during the refining process, he secretly performed some tricks.
He deliberately refined the healing elixir in front of Ye Wuchang, just to lower Ye Wuchang's vigilance.
As each elixir is put into the alchemy furnace, the fragrance of the medicinal materials gradually comes out.
Ye Wuchang, who was meditating on the method of concentrating his breath with his eyes closed, couldn't help but open his eyes and was startled when he saw Wang Teng refining the elixir.
"What are you doing?"
Ye Wuchang couldn't help but speak.
"As you can see, alchemy."
Wang Teng said calmly: "Your injury is too serious. If it is not treated as soon as possible, it will leave hidden dangers. Although I can remove the hidden dangers for you when the time comes, I don't like to cause trouble afterwards."
"Wha...what? Refining elixirs?"
Ye Wuchang opened his mouth with a look of disbelief on his face: "You? Refining elixirs?"
Ye Wuchang couldn't believe it. The boy in front of him, who was younger than himself, actually knew how to make alchemy!
"You really don't think you can heal my injuries, do you?"
Ye Wuchang stared at Wang Teng strangely. Wang Teng said before that he could heal his injuries, but he didn't take it seriously at all.
He agreed to protect Wang Teng for three years just to save his life. How could he expect an ant in the Mortal Realm to treat his injuries and recover from hidden diseases?