The first thousand one hundred and sixty chapters are seriously injured
I still remember that in the void space, Ye Chen practiced hard at Jiuzhong Mountain for more than half a month, and finally broke through the bottleneck and cultivated the eternal immortal body to the second level.
At that time, Xiao Wutian suddenly took action and stabbed Ye Chen's arm with the power of space.
In order to help Ye Chen recover from the injury on his arm, Xiao Wutian took out a Purple Blood Resurrection Pill. After Ye Chen took it, in just ten breaths, his injury was completely recovered, and not even a trace could be found.
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This elixir left such a deep impression on Ye Chen that he has not forgotten it even now.
"Purple Blood Resurrection Pill is an eighth-level pill. It is a rare pill passed down from ancient times. I heard that after taking this pill, not only can physical injuries be restored, but also soul injuries can be healed, so it is called
Holy elixir of healing."
Yu Ziyan explained to Ye Chen: "You must also know that my Yu family owns the Wood Emperor Resurrection Pill. This pill is also a healing medicine. After taking it, no matter how serious the injury is, you can recover quickly.
, but compared with the Purple Blood Resurrection Pill, it seems much mediocre, and even, to a certain extent, the Wood Emperor Resurrection Pill is a fake of the Purple Blood Resurrection Pill."
"Forgery?" Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked deeply at Yu Ziyan.
"After the Kuanggu War, the whereabouts of the Wood God were unknown, and the Three Thousand Heretic began to gradually decline. The method of alchemy was no exception. Countless elixir recipes were lost. Even if they were lucky enough to obtain them, they could not develop the alchemy techniques, which led to more and more people.
The more elixirs are lost."
"The recipe for the Purple Blood Resurrection Pill has also been lost, but an ancestor of my Yu clan once had the honor to see the recipe. Based on his vague memory, he modified the recipe, and finally
I created the Wood Emperor Resurrection Pill myself."
Hearing Yu Ziyan's answer, Ye Chen suddenly realized and was secretly shocked. This Purple Blood Resurrection Pill had been lost for many years, and even the Yu family could not refine it.
But it was such a precious elixir that Xiao Wutian could take out at his fingertips. The background was too terrifying.
"Since the Purple Blood Resurrection Pill is so precious, could it be that the spiritual materials and spiritual fruits in the palace on Jiuchong Mountain are also lost things from ancient times?" Ye Chen murmured in a low voice, and suddenly realized that he had underestimated Xiao Wu again.
The identity of God.
"Why do you suddenly ask this?" Seeing Ye Chen's silence, Yu Ziyan asked curiously.
"Nothing, I just saw it in ancient books accidentally and asked casually." Ye Chen chuckled and found an excuse to explain it away. He couldn't say that he gave up such a precious purple just because of a small sword wound.
Just swallow the blood rejuvenation pill.
As time went by, the two of them had reached the depths of Yaolu.
Here, there is no trace of the medicinal fields. The fog is thick and the trees are lush, just like a virgin forest.
Ye Chen also keenly detected that there were many masters and strong men hiding around, hiding in the dark like phantoms, and they should be the guardians of Yaolu.
Yu Ziyan slowly fell from the void, pointed to a wooden house not far away, and said: "Senior Xuanyuan is healing there. You can go over there and I will protect you."
"Excuse me." Ye Chen clasped his fists slightly and walked directly to the door of the wooden house without hesitation.
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Reaching out to push open the door, Ye Chen found that the wooden house was not spacious. It was like a secret training room. There was a misty light coming from inside, and you could almost see everything at a glance.
In the center of the wooden house, there stood a medicinal cauldron. In front of the cauldron, there was a figure sitting cross-legged. He seemed to have noticed Ye Chen's arrival. His body trembled slightly and he let out a faint laugh: "I knew it, you are like this
The boy will not die so easily."
As he spoke, the figure slowly stood up, his movements a little slow.
The moment he turned around, Ye Chen's eyes suddenly froze, and a wave of anger emanated from his body, disturbing the void and making the entire wooden house tremble crazily.
"Is this injury caused by Meng Tianzheng?" Ye Chen said with a gloomy face. In his field of vision, Xuanyuan Xiu's entire face was pale, and there was a long crack on his left cheek, starting from his forehead.
When it reaches the neck, it is shocking, as if there is a centipede sitting on the face.
"That's right." Xuanyuan Xiu answered vaguely, moved his steps slightly, and found a random place to sit down.
It was at this time that Ye Chen discovered that Xuanyuan Xiu was seriously injured, not only on his cheek, but also on various parts of his body. Even walking casually like this became shaky.
It seemed like he would fall to the ground at any moment.
Ye Chen stepped forward in time and held Xuanyuan Xiu's shoulders, but he gently pushed him away and said with a smile: "I have just been reborn under a shell. I look like I am only middle-aged, and I am not old enough to need your support."
when."
After making a joke, Xuanyuan Xiu laughed a few times, but Ye Chen did not laugh. Instead, his entire face became more gloomy, making the entire space solidify.
"What on earth is going on?" Ye Chen asked again, this time his voice became much tougher.
You must know that Xuanyuan Xiu's body is condensed from the corpse of the Holy Phoenix. There is even a trace of the Divine Phoenix's breath in the flesh and blood. He is so powerful that even if he is seriously injured, he can recover in a short time.
However, at this moment, Xuanyuan Xiu was injured so seriously. The scar on his face has not recovered yet, and it took several days to recover.
It’s hard to imagine how serious Xuanyuan Xiu’s injuries were. It’s probably not an exaggeration to say that he was in danger of life or death!
"You guy..." Sensing the worry in Ye Chen's eyes, Xuanyuan Xiu shook his head helplessly and said: "That day, we were surrounded by masters of the Meng clan. The situation was critical, and I had to take action to distract them.
Meng Tianzheng fought fiercely with him in the canyon for several days, and finally found a chance and escaped."
"Huh?" Hearing this, Ye Chen was slightly stunned. Xuanyuan Xiu and Meng Tian were fighting fiercely in the canyon?
Then why are there rumors that Xuanyuan Xiu and Meng Tian were fighting fiercely in Tiandu City? After Xuanyuan Xiu defeated Meng Tianzheng, he walked away in a dashing way. Could it be that the rumors were false?
Although he was confused in his heart, Ye Chen did not interrupt and listened quietly.
Xuanyuan Xiu paused for a moment and continued: "After leaving the canyon, I was chased by the strong men of the Meng clan. During many confrontations, I accidentally discovered a secret. For this reason, I did not
He went directly to Tianhua City, but ran all the way, directly killed into Tiandu City, and turned the Meng clan upside down."
"This injury was caused that day. It wasn't just Meng Tianzheng who took action. All the strong men of the Meng clan attacked him. If I hadn't been lucky, I probably wouldn't have survived."
When Xuanyuan Xiu finished speaking, he smiled bitterly again, but there was no regret at all in this bitter smile.
If Xuanyuan Xiu were to choose again, he would still rush into Tiandu City and cause a scene!
"What secret did you discover?" Ye Chen looked at Xuanyuan Xiu and asked curiously.
Xuanyuan Xiu lowered his head and smiled, put his palm into his arms, and carefully took out a rag. This rag was only the size of a palm, and was dyed pitch black. In the center of the rag, there seemed to be two embroidered
Ancient characters.
"Xuan...Yuan" Ye Chen carefully identified these two ancient characters, which happened to be Xuanyuan Xiu's surname.
What surprised Ye Chen even more was that he found that the back of this rag was actually embroidered with dense inscriptions. The more he looked at it, the more familiar these inscriptions seemed, as if they were exactly the same as the inscriptions on the flag of the Nine Dragons Mysterious Formation.