When Luo Wei heard this, a flash of sadness suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"Report to the Lord of the Palace!"
"Quinzi sent me a message before, saying that he will go to the Poisonous Abyss in a year."
The old man sighed deeply, his face full of worry.
"Where is this abyss of poison?"
Feng Wuji had never heard of this place in his previous life and was confused at this moment.
Sikong Feiyu on the side immediately interjected:
"Wandu Abyss is located in the southwest of Juzhou and is one of the four forbidden areas in Dongqi Continent."
"According to legend, miasma spreads inside, and poisons are everywhere. If ordinary creatures just smell it, they will die immediately. It is really the most terrifying desperate situation."
"I wonder why your master would go to such a desperate situation?"
Feng Wuji and Lin Su looked at each other with doubts on their faces.
"Young Master, you don't know something. Dogs are born with evil spirits and poisons. They must rely on refining poisons to counteract the innate poisons in the body. Otherwise, they will be backlashed by the internal poisons and die."
Luo Wei's expression was painful and extremely guilty.
"Since my son was born, he has not dared to have any contact with other people because of his constitution, because if he is not careful, he will put others' lives in danger."
"It just so happens that he has a soft heart and a kind personality, so he lives alone in a remote place and corresponds with me on weekdays. I am not allowed to visit him!"
"This time he told me that he could no longer suppress the innate poison in his body. He had to go to the Poison Abyss to take a chance to absorb the poison and restore the balance of the toxins in his body."
"Although my son's body is extremely resistant to poison, when it is absorbed, there will be a fight between the two poisons. With his increasingly fragile body, he is afraid that his blood vessels will be broken, his Dantian will be destroyed, and he will eventually die from the poison.
"
The old man burst into tears when he said this.
Feng Wuji gritted his teeth and couldn't help but think of his sister, Feng Qingluo!
She was born with a peculiar constitution, and the fire poison in her body broke out at any time, so she suffered endlessly.
"How can I help you?"
Feng Wuji just wanted to help this poor father and save his child.
The old man stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears and choked:
"Since Lord Feng has profound attainments in alchemy, I dare to ask for a Yin-Yang Restoration Pill for my son. As long as it protects his heart and body, my son's chance of success will be greatly increased!"
"It's just that I've begged countless alchemy masters, but none of them know how to refine it."
Hua Yan and Weng Xi looked at each other and shook their heads.
Luo Kui had already begged them before with a heavy treasure. Although they all coveted the Wind and Thunder Cauldron, they couldn't refine it.
"Since Palace Master Feng can refine a long-lost treasure like the Yuanhun Pill, I wonder if this Yin-Yang Restoration Pill can be made?"
He raised his head with hope on his face and stared at Feng Wuji closely, fearing that he would hear him say no.
Feng Wuji recalled the pill recipes in his mind and immediately found the method of refining the Yin Yang Restoration Pill.
Then he stood up, patted the old man on the shoulder, and then laughed.
"Senior, this Yin-Yang Restoration Pill is a trivial matter, leave it to me!"
"Nothing will happen to you!"
Strong self-confidence permeated the air, and everyone present could not help but feel shocked.
Luo Wei trembled all over and carefully checked again.
"Seriously...seriously?!"
Feng Wuji nodded, his expression calm.
"I, Feng Wuji, will always keep my word and never break my promise."
"As long as the medicinal materials are prepared, I can refine the Yin and Yang Restoration Pill here!"
With a plop, the old man fell to his knees and cried bitterly.
"I will never forget the life-saving grace given by Master Feng!"
Seeing this, Feng Wuji hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man up and comforted him.
After a long time, Luo Wei could barely control his emotions.
"Then this cauldron will be given to Palace Master Feng."
"As long as the Yin-Yang Restoration Pill is refined within a year, it will be fine. Please leave it to the Palace Master!"
The old man's eyes were red and he felt relieved.
For the sake of his son, he devoted all his energy and blood.
Unfortunately, I hit a wall everywhere!
At this moment, the clouds and mist are finally cleared and the moon is shining brightly, and my hope is greatly increased.
Feng Wuji looked at the old man's relieved expression, and couldn't help but think of his father, Feng Taiwu.
My father must have been so anxious and troubled at that time in order to break his sister's fire poison, right?
He even took risks everywhere and finally entered a wormhole and disappeared without a trace!
"Qingluo, father, wait for me!"
He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth secretly.
But he didn't notice that Lin Su's face suddenly turned pale at this moment.
…
At midnight.
Feng Wuji sat cross-legged, took out the white paper from the ring and looked at it.
He still held the painting given to him by the Marquis in his hand.
"It turns out that this so-called holy picture is used to suppress and seal souls."
After reading the above text, Feng Wuji understood.
Nanmang has had the habit of worshiping gods since ancient times.
The totems of various tribes have been worshiped for generations, and the Fuji lineage gradually emerged.
Relying on this technique to communicate with the gods of sacrifices and exert divine power, Fuji technique became very popular in Nanmang!
But it’s also very costly!
In addition to the frequent death caused by body explosion due to being unable to withstand the power of the gods, at the moment of asking the gods, they will become the servants and puppets of the gods forever, losing their sanity, personality and even soul!
The gods worshiped in Nanmang are generally cruel and aggressive, so countless tragedies have occurred.
Some sects couldn't bear it anymore, so they created other ways of practice.
This is the case with the Barbarian Beast Gate where Lin Jingshan is located.
Their sect relies on swallowing the souls of ferocious beasts to strengthen themselves. The stronger the souls they swallow, the greater the improvement!
Although he is also proficient in the art of holding a shackle, it is only used as a means of holding down the bottom of the box.
The Barbarian Beast Sect was not conspicuous in Nanmang at first, it was just a third-rate sect.
It wasn't until three hundred years ago that the Barbarian Beast Sect gave birth to an ancestor of Zhongxing.
This man is amazingly talented!
When he was struggling to find the spirit of the ferocious beast, he came up with a crazy and bold idea.
Use the Fuji technique to invite the gods to separate their souls, and then devour and refine them!
For this reason, he spent countless efforts and financial resources, seeking experts from other continents to create three holy pictures.
It is used to suppress the split souls of the gods, and then use the secret method of the Barbarian Beast Sect to devour them.
With this method, the Barbarian Beast Sect suddenly became the first-class force in Nanmang!
Time has passed, and in the past three hundred years, two of the three holy pictures have been used.
The last holy picture was left outside without a trace.
The Barbarian Beast Sect is trying to create a new holy picture according to the method left by the predecessor.
However, the effect of the imitation holy picture is too poor. It can only imprison some weak gods and souls, and has a high probability of failure.
So the Barbarian Beast Sect is frantically looking for the Holy Picture!
I just don’t know why, this picture fell into the hands of Shanyin Marquis, and now it’s in the hands of Feng Wuji.
Feng Wuji looked down and saw how to use the Holy Picture.
Unfortunately, the powerful sealing technique of the Holy Picture is only effective on the soul.
He browsed it once and accepted it.
"I don't have any idea about Fujijutsu. Only my own strength is the foundation!"
"Maybe this holy picture can help Lin Su?"
When he thought of this, he suddenly remembered that when they parted at night, Lin Su quickly entered the room without saying a word.
He thought Lin Su was going to continue to absorb the huge medicinal power of Yuanhun Dan.
But gradually it felt very strange.
"When we parted tonight, your little wife looked a little strange."
The sound of the ancestral fire sounded faintly.
Feng Wuji was suddenly startled, immediately got up and ran towards Lin Su's room next door!