Chapter three hundred and sixty first step by step lotus
"Come in!"
Two guards escorted Yi Yun, opened a secret room in Prince Chu's Mansion, pushed Yi Yun in, and locked Yi Yun's hands and feet with chains.
Yi Yun fell to the cold ground and lay on his back. Every time he took a breath, the cold air from his mouth condensed the water vapor in the air.
Both the doors and windows of this secret room are made of special metal, with formations engraved on them. Even if the human hero is locked up here, he cannot break the secret room.
What's more, outside the gate, there are guards from the Chu Palace patrolling, and further away, there are famous figures from the Shentu family. Trying to escape is nothing more than a dream.
However, no matter what, he survived after all, but... he is temporarily able to survive now because of Shentu Nantian's persistence in Jiang Xiaorou's bloodline.
If Shentu Nantian didn't hate the Desolate clan so much, and if he didn't want to find a chance to catch Jiang Xiaorou again, then Yi Yun would have lost his use value, and now he would be a dead man.
This was hard for Yi Yun to accept. He didn't want his life and death to be based on so many what-ifs.
Today was the closest to death in his life, and he also almost lost the most important person in his life.
In comparison, facing the assassination of Lian Chengyu in Yunhuang, and facing the pursuit of the Golden Crow remnant at Falling Star Gate, the level was much weaker.
Death... Yi Yun didn't know what it felt like, the cold and dark underground, the endless loneliness, the body rotting and turning into dust...
Yi Yun was a modern man in his previous life. He was not like the warriors in this world who easily risked their lives for some things.
Yi Yun cherishes life. As long as it does not violate his bottom line as a human being, Yi Yun will try his best to survive.
If he still has the life to survive this disaster... then he never wants to let his life be in the hands of others and rely on the decisions made by others to survive.
No matter who it is, it won’t work!
Yi Yun's body remained motionless. In this secret room, in a completely quiet environment, he connected his mental power to the amethyst and used the power of the amethyst to refine the cold poison in his body bit by bit.
Even if he is in a desperate situation, he will not give up hope, but will try his best to win more lives.
He knew that it was safe now.
If Shentu Nantian wanted to use him to attract the senior officials of the Desolate clan, he would not be too miserable. At least he would not have his hands and feet cut off and turn him into a complete useless person.
Otherwise, when the senior officials of the Desolate Clan arrive and search for Yi Yun with their spiritual thoughts, they will probably give up when they see that Yi Yun is no longer in human form, because there is no point in rescuing Yi Yun like that.
Increase Yiyun's pain.
This is probably why Shentu Nantian used a Qishao Tianyin Pill to destroy all of Yi Yun's cultivation. In this way, as long as Yi Yun's news is blocked, from the outside, Yi Yun will only be exhausted and weak.
To the extreme, the senior officials of the Huang Clan would not know that they were actually saving a useless person.
This is also Shentu Nantian's plan.
Naturally, Yi Yun would not let him manipulate him.
Time passed and the secret room was dark. Yi Yun just lay on the ground without moving a finger. However, in Yi Yun's body, the purple crystal had set off a small vortex. This vortex gathered energy and subtly moved Yi Yun.
The cold poison in the body is absorbed bit by bit.
Inside the amethyst, the originally tiny blue ice crystals are getting bigger and bigger.
Although its quality is not as good as the pure Yang spirit, it somehow left a seed of cold and yin attributes in the amethyst...
One day, two days, three days...
Yi Yun faced the sky with his eyes open and motionless. From the outside, he looked like he was dead.
But in fact, the injuries in Yi Yun's body have slowly recovered, and his strength is also rapidly recovering.
In the dantian, the bright sun energy was already vigorously circulating again, but... Yi Yun used amethyst to lock this pure yang energy.
As long as the amethyst absorbs and blocks the energy, the sage cannot detect it.
At the same time, Yi Yun mobilized the cold energy that had been sealed in the amethyst and spread it throughout his body. As a result, from the outside, Yi Yun was still suffering from cold poison and his cultivation was almost useless.
Day and night in the secret room, the personal guards of the Prince of Chu's Mansion would bring a pill to Yi Yun every morning and force-feed it to Yi Yun. This pill was a life-sustaining pill. They wanted to prevent Yi Yun from drying up and dying.
The deadline is in a few days. No matter what, they have to make Yi Yun look good, otherwise they won't be able to attract the Huang clan at all.
"Tsk tsk! It's so pitiful. It's been seven days and Yi Yun hasn't even moved his eyes. If he hadn't still had a heartbeat, I would have thought he was doomed."
A guard said, with a hint of gloating in his words.
As the guards of Prince Chu's Mansion, their status is not low, but compared to the proud men like Yi Yun, they are insignificant.
In their hearts, they inevitably had some feelings of hatred and jealousy. Seeing Yi Yun in trouble, their feelings were similar to those of ordinary people when they saw a high-ranking official fall from power.
"There is no greater sadness than heartbreak. If your cultivation is crippled and your heart is eaten by Ling Chi in a few days, you will have to do the same." Another guard said, feeding the elixir to Yi Yun.
"Haha! If it were me, I would probably commit suicide right now!"
"Suicide? Stop dreaming. Mr. Nan Tian will not let him die like this. He is suffering from cold poison. He doesn't even have the ability to extinguish his meridians. His hands and feet are tied with chains, so he can't even think about committing suicide. Give him a life-sustaining pill every day.
Dan, it is impossible to die. Alas! Things are unpredictable. Who would have thought that a few days ago, the sun was at its peak, and now, it has become the most miserable death row, falling from heaven to hell!"
One of the guards shook his head and said, they knew that these days, two mysterious elders from the Shentu family came, and the two of them joined forces to form a terrifying formation, waiting to catch big fish.
In a few days, a high-level desolate tribe may come to break through this almost impossible formation to save a completely disabled person.
Thinking of this, the two guards felt like they were in for a good show.
They wanted to know how the senior officials of the Huang clan would react when they found out that Yi Yun was a useless person after rescuing him.
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It's the ninth day.
Shentu Nantian looked at the sky. The sun was about to set. Tomorrow was the last day. If the senior officials of the Huang tribe didn't come, Yi Yun would be executed.
"Mr. Nantian, I'm afraid the Huang tribe may not come back. Setting up this Heaven and Earth Jueluo Formation will cost a lot..."
Next to Shentu Nantian, an old man in white robe said. His eyebrows were extremely long, hanging down like two white snakes.
The Heaven and Earth Jueluo Formation requires the blood essence and blood of ancient relics to draw the formation patterns, and it also requires the use of 108 formation flags refined from desolate bones.
It costs a lot to build such a set of formation flags, and this kind of formation flag is not for permanent use. Every time it is used, some of its service life will be consumed.
Shentu Nantian said: "Mr. Su, Mr. Mo, please don't take it lightly. The demon girl has a transcendent status in the Desolate Clan, and the Desolate Clan will pay attention to her wishes. Although the Heaven and Earth Jueluo Formation is expensive, if it can really capture the high-level
The Desolate Clan, if we break this beast tide, we can even take the opportunity to catch the demon girl again, so this effort will be completely ignored."
The two old men stopped talking. They each went back to their seats to meditate and rest in order to recharge their batteries and reach their best condition.
Although in the eyes of the two elders, such an obvious trap will most likely go away without return, and there will be no high-level desolate people coming to die.
At the zenith of the moon, the night wind blew in Chuzhou City.
On a high mountain on the outskirts of the city, facing the silver full moon, a silver lone wolf was howling.
The lone wolf howls at the moon.
Next to the silver wolf, a young man stood alone, holding a bamboo flute no longer than a foot tall.
His eyes are like the deepest black gemstones, shining brighter than the starry sky, and behind the boy is the vast galaxy. The silver light strips hang down from the sky like waterfalls, and the scene is like a dream.
Like an illusion.
The young man in green clothes looked towards Chuzhou City in the distance. His green hairband was fluttering in the night wind.
Under the night, Chuzhou City looked like a black beast with a huge mouth, waiting for his arrival.
The young man in green is riding on the wind...
"Um!?"
Mr. Su and Mr. Mo, who were meditating, suddenly opened their eyes. At the same time, they felt a powerful aura approaching.
And that is not the power of vitality possessed by human beings, but the surging power of desolation!
The power of desolation...the desolate clan!?
Really coming!?
The two old men's eyes flashed, and they soared into the sky. They stepped on the golden light, one held a golden sword, and the other held a bronze mirror. They were like two gods of war, flying high into the sky.
Unexpectedly, with the two of them in charge, plus the Tiandi Jueluo Formation, there would be even the Desolate Clan who would dare to come and die!
It's taboo for military strategists to go deep alone. What's more, they wait for work and lay traps. Are these Huang people crazy?
At this time, Shentu Nantian also flew out of a palace. He was excited when the Huang tribe came.
In this way, his plan makes sense.
Otherwise, if there is no Huang tribe to take care of Yi Yun, what will happen if he eats Yi Yun Lingchi's heart in another day, but executing a useless person is almost like trampling to death an ant.
But now, even if Jiang Xiaorou still can't be caught, being able to kill a high-level Desolate Clan is still a big gain!
"I don't know what kind of lineup it will be. I hope it won't disappoint me."
Shentu Nantian thought this way, and he estimated that the Desolate Clan would send at least seven or eight experts to look after each other to reduce risks.
However, after seeing the person coming, Shentu Nantian was stunned.
A young man in green clothes stepped in the void and came slowly.
His movements were calm and graceful. With every step he took, starlight condensed in the sky and turned into a blue lotus, blooming quietly.
Taking small steps in the sky, lotuses are born every step of the way!
His pace seemed very slow, but with every step he took, it seemed as if the void was shortening beneath his feet. A few breaths ago, he was still on the horizon, but a few breaths later, he was already walking calmly, reaching the sky above the Prince of Chu's Mansion.
"cowboy!"
A sharp cold light flashed in Shentu Nantian's eyes!