"What I want to know is... why the senior was injured, to what extent the injury was, how many years have passed since the injury, what level of power source caused the injury, what attribute of spiritual power, what is the original injury, and what is the physical source of the injury?"
Injury, damage to consciousness, and damage to soul?”
Feng Yin said: "You must understand all of these. The more thorough and detailed the understanding, the better."
"Well... haha, this matter... it's a long story."
The fierce light in Lei Tu's eyes flashed, and he felt extremely impatient at the moment, especially the feeling that he was about to be understood by others, which made him particularly unhappy.
Also, how dare this guy in front of me act so neither humble nor arrogant, speaking calmly in front of him.
He really wants to slap this kid to death and turn him into a pulp!
I told you not to be afraid in front of me, go to hell, boy!
But no, he had to suppress his emotions forcibly.
Because the boy in front of him is the only communication channel between him and the miracle doctor.
When he dies, he is finished.
"We were encircled and suppressed in the past, but because we had prepared a hiding place early, we did not have to worry about foreign enemies knowing about it. My whereabouts are erratic, and I am not afraid of being tracked. But unexpectedly, a group of juniors dared to come and stroke their beards.
I feel unhappy."
Lei Tu said calmly: "So... when they were at their strongest, I showed up specially to lure them to fight."
"..."
Feng Yin exclaimed in his heart, this... this is a madman!
Jumping out to fight when the opponent's manpower is at its strongest is simply a matter of life and death.
If Peng Wanli was talking about the peak decisive battle between the human and demon clans back then, the words "Who else" would create one of the most outrageous legends!
Then his most powerful competitor has finally appeared, the old devil Lei Tu. Of course, this is assuming that what he tells is all the truth!
But if Feng Yin doesn't have full faith in his heart, there must be another reason. How can this old devil be so honest?
It is extremely possible to be blocked, or forced to fight...
But he said with admiration: "Senior is so brave, I can't compare with you, I admire you greatly."
"snort……"
Lei Tu snorted coldly, feeling that he was being praised.
Who the hell are you worthy of praising me?
Out of reach?
Is I someone you can hope for and reach?
The old devil suppressed his impatience and continued: "In that battle, we faced Qingming, Baihong, Landan, Green Shadow, Heiyun, Dark Saber, Tianjianyungong and Juedao Demon Palace at the same time.
The old immortal is lying in ambush, waiting for an opportunity to attack and plot..."
"I was able to defeat several people, the battle was evenly divided, and the fight was extremely brilliant."
"But when I was about to leave calmly, I was ambushed and plotted against me. The Demon Soul Sword Fixing Soul from the Jue Sword Demon Palace and the Heavenly Sword Soul Killing from the Heavenly Sword Cloud Palace gave me the slightest sense of trance, even though it was only for a moment.
He was unconscious, but when I regained consciousness and broke free, I had already been struck by one hundred and thirty-five palms!"
"??"
Feng Yin was a little stunned and couldn't help but ask: "Why not use a sword?"
Such a good opportunity to use fists and kicks?
Are all those people crazy?
"Huh, my physical strength is unparalleled in the world. No magic weapon can hurt me. I can only inflict damage on my palms with my cultivation, guide my strength with my Qi, and channel my Qi."
"I see."
Feng Yin unconsciously thought of the knife.
No magic weapon can hurt?
That can only mean that the weapons level of those present at that time was not high enough. I will give it a try to you after a while...
"Sixty-one palms on the head, Dantian, chest, chest and back... were hit one after another. The sea of consciousness was shattered, the consciousness was shattered, the Dantian was shattered, and all the bones in the body were broken..."
"Although I have tried my best to fight for a chance of survival and escape from my life, my origin has still not been able to escape the consequences of being completely destroyed."
Lei Tu stared at Feng Yin and said: "So you asked me what kind of injury I suffered... there are too many to name. Anyway, I have used all the top skills on this continent."
"..." Feng Yin was speechless.
"It's damaged, naturally it's the same. The consciousness, soul, and origin are all exhausted now, and there's not a drop left."
"As for the number of years since the injury, it's about 13,600... more than a year."
Lei Tu's eyes were a little hollow: Has it been so long?
Feng Yin's eyes were also a little hollow: The source of his consciousness and soul was seriously injured to that point, and he could still live for more than ten thousand years?
What the hell...
"Then, may I ask what level your senior's cultivation level is?"
"It's beyond the nine colors."
A trace of regret flashed in Lei Tu's eyes: "I have already surpassed Jiuse by a lot back then, but after being seriously injured... I can no longer make any progress."
Feng Yin breathed a long sigh of relief: "Senior's injury is indeed serious, to the extent that it cannot be made worse."
"Oh? Can the Divine Doctor Feng heal me?"
"Feng Shenyi's medical skills are indeed divine, but whether it can cure or not is still undecided. We have to contact him first before we can make a conclusion. Moreover, even if it is to be cured, the genius and treasure that needs to be found must be extremely difficult.
The kind you get.”
"As long as there is in this world!"
Lei Tu snorted and said, "Even if I kill everyone in the world, I still want to find him!"
"..."
Feng Yin didn't know how to complain.
You are such a sick person, you are clamoring to kill everyone in the world.
Just for this reason, you should not be treated!
Feng Yin had just returned to his stone room when the golden-masked man from earlier followed him.
"how?"
"The situation of the injured is too special and the difficulty is beyond imagination. I can only write a letter to explain, and there is nothing else I can do."
"That's already a great feeling."
The golden-faced man said: "But there is one thing. This, the boss's name cannot be written on it."
"I naturally understand this section. From the very beginning, I knew that the patient's identity and position or something was contrary to the basic principles of seeking medical treatment. Otherwise, why would you bother to go far away from the nearest and go to all the trouble."
Feng Yin smiled: "If this can be done, I am the distinguished guest and I have freedom. I am asking for trouble and trouble by doing unnecessary things. Why bother?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Young master is a sensible person."
The golden-masked man complimented him and immediately helped Feng Yin grind it with clean water without any intention of avoiding it.
Feng Yin didn't take it seriously at all. Under the supervision of this person, he unfolded the Four Treasures of the Study and wrote a letter on the spot with brush and ink.
"...Cultivated above the nine colors, the source of the soul has been exhausted, and it has been besieged by many people...I am very safe here, don't think about it."
The gold-faced man who witnessed the whole story was very satisfied with Feng Yin's attitude and left with the letter.
…
Everything was over for a while, the whole room became quiet, and it was my turn to have some alone time again.
Feng Yin summoned the Phantom Silkworm to monitor and make sure that no one was monitoring him with his spiritual consciousness. Then he released his spiritual consciousness and prepared to contact Feng Ying.
But as my thoughts turned, I couldn't help but consider that if Feng Ying came down, it might not be safe. There would be people in the clouds here. Once discovered, the situation would take a turn for the worse, which would not be good for me.
Just when Feng Yin was hesitating, a familiar wave of consciousness suddenly came: "Master... Master... Master, have you recovered?"
But it was the message from Xiao Songshu’s spiritual consciousness.
Feng Yin's eyes suddenly lit up.
This... this is great, all worries will be solved!
…
On the other side, when Dong Xiaoyan and others received the first message, they fought with the messenger.
"On the Yuezhou side, wait for the miracle doctor."
Dong Xiaoyan and the others naturally tried their best to keep the people in the future. After all, this was the only clue about the current wind seal.
It was because the messenger's cultivation was so high that even though he was attacked by everyone and surrounded on all sides, he still managed to escape unscathed.
After that, naturally everyone moved to Yuezhou at Dong Xiaoyan's insistence.
When they arrived near Yuezhou, before entering the city, the second news came.
Needless to say, another battle started, but unfortunately the results were similar to before. Our side had been encircled for a long time and had the upper hand for a long time, but the opponent finally escaped and retreated completely, but it was still the same.
For the second time, his strength and facts have proven that even if a nine-color level expert has no absolute reason to continue fighting, he can still escape unscathed even if he is surrounded by cultivators of the same level.
The strength of the strong is by no means an illusion!
After entering Yuezhou City, Dong Xiaoyan took everyone to stay at the inn, then returned to the room with worries.
Dong Xiaoyan had never thought that Feng Yin had been kidnapped, and it was something that she absolutely could not accept.
A heart that almost explodes.
"What are you doing!"
Dong Xiaoyan walked around: "This kind of existence should be beaten to death with a thunderous thunder! Raise gu and gu every day! What to raise?!"
"It's so annoying! How can you support your opponents?"
"Not to mention the kind of enemy that I don't know the details of so far? Look, something is going on here!"
Dong Xiaoyan lost his temper.
What Feng Yin said that day got worse and worse, and everyone became extremely angry.
Although she knew in her heart that Feng Yin's accidental capture was probably intentional, she still couldn't rest assured and felt that her heart was about to be on fire.
I truly felt what Feng Yin said.
"Raise Gu? What kind of Gu?"
"That's an enemy. What do you want to raise?"
"From the perspective of the sect, it is beneficial to the disciples' experience and life-and-death training. But what if you think about it from the perspective of the victims' families? They sacrificed their lives and the lives of their entire families just so that you can have an enemy to practice with? You guys?
I am happy to see the results because it is good for you, but what about the families of the victims? It is disappointing, disappointing again and again!"
"The main body of a sect rival is a sect. A personal blood feud, but the key point is the individual! The essential difference between the two is as great as heaven and earth. Please think it through carefully, okay?"
"..."
Dong Xiaoyan walked around the room anxiously.
"What's the use of just sending a few people!"
"What is the use!
"
This was the first time Dong Xiaoyan lost such a temper.
No one said anything at this moment, no one wanted to cause trouble for Dong Xiaoyan at this time.
Even Dong Pingjiang is no exception.
Although she is a great-granddaughter, Dong Xiaoyan's most important identity is that of the future heir to Yun Palace, and her majesty cannot be disrespected.
In fact, Dong Pingjiang actually admired Dong Xiaoyan at this moment: he should lose his temper more often. Only in this way can he look like a future palace master.
I always have a good temper but act stupidly, how can I do that?
"Don't worry, the other party wants us to help find a miracle doctor. Pingchuan will definitely be fine." Dong Tiefeng comforted him.
"But……"
Dong Xiaoyan hesitated to speak, stamping her feet angrily: "You know...der..."
I wanted to say something unpleasant, but I stopped temporarily, but in the end I still made a final sound.
And just when everyone was unable to do anything and could only wait anxiously, a small tree suddenly sprung up under the outer wall of the inn.
Um...tree roots.
Dong Xiaoyan was in front of the window when she suddenly saw a shadow moving. When she took a closer look...it turned out to be a small tree root tapping three times on the window.
Dong Xiaoyan stepped over, but the tree roots suddenly disappeared.
All that was left on the windowsill was a letter and a little bit of soil.
But Dong Xiaoyan had already opened the letter and didn't see anything strange.
Everyone gathered around, they had never seen this change before.
"what's the situation?"
"Wait a minute, wait until I finish reading the letter."
Dong Xiaoyan was happy when she opened it, because it was Feng Yin's handwriting on it, as well as the secret code agreed by the two, which could not be faked.
Dong Xiaoyan, who had long been accustomed to Feng Yin's various magical methods, suddenly had a clear understanding and became extremely stable.
After reading it carefully, he folded the letter and put it in his arms, saying, "I already know who my opponent is."
"who is it?"
Dong Pingjiang and others turned their heads to look.
"He is an unparalleled devil who has not seen the world of mortals for thousands of years."
Dong Xiaoyan said: "Blood Emperor, Lei Tu!"
"Blood Emperor Thunder Tu? It's actually him?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Dong Pingjiang suddenly frowned: "Could it be that the people we are facing are the subordinates of the Blood Emperor Lei Tu, the Blood Emperor Thirteen Tu?"
"That's them."
"No wonder, no wonder they are so skilled. Everyone is an extremely strong person, and secondly, they can bring the strength of an extremely cultivator to a level close to that of the Nine Colors Supreme. Looking at this world, there are not many forces that can do it.
Come on, it turns out to be the Thirteen Massacres, so that makes sense..."
Dong Pingjiang was thoughtful.
"But what happened to the Cloud-Piercing Arrow? Isn't the Cloud-Piercing Arrow related to Qisha and Wuwu?" Dong Tiesong was stunned.
"...I'm afraid there is some other reason for this. Perhaps Qisha Hall and Wuqing Tower are the back-up men left behind by the Thirteen Slaughters!"
Dong Tiefeng thought for a while.
"The Blood Emperor was besieged and severely damaged by many forces many years ago. He never appeared in the world again. According to the words of those who took action at that time, he will definitely die..." Dong Xiaoyan glanced at Dong Pingjiang.
"Yes, I was one of the people who took action back then."
Dong Pingjiang sighed: "It's not that he will die, but that he will die or will no longer be able to do evil. The reason why he said this is because he beat the old devil so hard that his brains flew out and his heart cracked into powder.
Although he was surrounded by them, the reason why he was able to break out was that he used all his original power, smashed the origin, forced everyone back in one fell swoop, and then managed to gain a little bit of life... He didn't expect that he could still survive after being hit so hard.
To have survived, even to this day, is truly an anomaly.”
"oh?"
Everyone is curious.
Dong Pingjiang recounted what happened that year and said, "...I never expected that this old devil has survived until now."
"No wonder the other party is not afraid of our Heavenly Sword Cloud Palace and confronts us head-on again and again."
Dong Tiesong was relieved.
If Blood Emperor Lei Tu was in charge from behind, then there really would be no need to care about Tianjianyun Palace.
"Jun Tianjian's pursuit order has never removed Blood Emperor Lei Tu, which proves that he is still the target and no one has completed the mission."
Dong Xiaoyan rolled his eyes.
"But it is also true that he has not appeared for more than 10,000 years and continued to do evil."
Dong Pingjiang gave a very rare explanation.
Obviously, this nine-color level expert is still very upset about the fact that so many people were besieging him and he still failed to complete the task.
"Then their purpose is obvious, which is to let the miracle doctor take action to restore the old devil."
"The old devil is now leading eleven of his men, just outside Jianghu Town, in the former Cat King's Hidden Palace."
"But how this matter will be carried out in the future needs to be discussed in the long term."
"Well, I have a plan here."
Dong Xiaoyan quickly took out the letter, glanced at it quickly, and stuffed it back, with a smile on his face and said confidently.
"Everyone, listen to me, I have a clever plan, and I will come slowly..."
Everyone had a dark look on their faces.
Could you have copied more blatantly?
The old devil finally got a reply after another battle.
"Boss, the reply from Tianjianyun Palace has arrived."
"What did you say?"
"This time they were still unyielding, but it was obvious that after getting the news about Dong Pingchuan, their attitude softened slightly. It can be felt from their actions that they acted lightly, which is enough evidence that we kidnapped
Dong Pingchuan’s approach is effective.”
"Haha... Tianjianyun Palace is nothing more than that."
"Well, all the relevant information about the condition has been sent."
"You haven't revealed your true identity, right?"
"Of course not. They seem to have been misled by the chess pieces we threw out, the Cloud Piercer Arrow. Their predicted direction is obviously Qishatang."
"Jie Jie Jie... well done. The so-called routine is to hide the truth within the fictitious and to generalize. With the Cloud Piercing Arrow as a guide, of course they will think of Qi Sha Tang Qing Lou, but how could they know?
, Qishaotang is of course us, isn’t Wuqinglou not us? But we are not just Qishaodang, Wuqinglou?”
"The reply also said that they have already set off to find the miracle doctor, but we need to wait patiently because the miracle doctor is not very skilled, and in order to avoid people with ulterior motives, they stay away alone... They only know the general direction.
I don’t know where the truth lies.”
"This is only reasonable. I have been waiting for thousands of years of silence, and I still care about these few days. Judging from the medical skills of that miracle doctor, a little force is not enough, and no matter how cautious you are, it is nothing more than a trivial matter."
"yes."
"Then just wait. Don't act rashly. It's better to be still than to move now. The smaller the movement, the smaller the flaws will be exposed."
Lei Tu said calmly: "The original site of the cave outside is still the same, right?"
"Yes, it is still in the same dilapidated state as before. The connection to this place has been completely blocked. People who don't know the details will have no way of making any connection."
"That's good, be careful when sailing."
"Boss, if the current situation develops, Dong Pingchuan will definitely have to wait here for a long time. His cultivation resources... I have to say that this person is extremely talented. If he grows up to be full-fledged... I am afraid that he will be extremely powerful.
future trouble."
"It's just a small benefit, no need to be stingy. A small impatience will mess up the big plan and create unnecessary extraneous matters."
Lei Tu said calmly: "There are many geniuses, but there are even more who die young."
"yes."
"Did you know that there is a saying that the wind will destroy the trees that are beautiful in the forest?"
"Please teach me, boss."
"Geniuses have emerged in endlessly throughout the ages, but whether it is me, the ancestor of Tianjianyungong, or the Nine Colors Supreme... among the talented practitioners alone, they are not the top ones."
"At least in terms of qualifications and endowments, there are really many people who are better than us. Their cultivation progress was faster than ours in the beginning, but now... they are all dead."
There was sarcasm in Lei Tu's eyes: "Why do you think so? The world of cultivation will always admire only the strong, never the genius."
"Yes, that's what the boss said."
"Don't worry about him. What about the seventy-year-old Cloud Cultivator? Do I rarely see such a genius back then?"
Lei Tu said gloomily, "Especially, he is still in our hands, what are you afraid of? Can he cultivate to heaven in this little time? As long as I recover, there will be another one in Anping Continent.
How many people can compete with me? In my eyes, the cloud cultivators are just stronger ants!"
"Yes, boss, you are far-sighted and have everything under control."
Ever since, Feng Yin's current state has changed to a hard-working cultivation mode. The most important thing is that the training resources are sufficient every day.
In the past, when I used my own resources to practice, Feng Yin, who loved money as much as his life, was always a little heartbroken.
After all, as the cultivation level continues to improve, the resources needed will naturally increase and become larger and larger.
Even the few hundred million top-quality spiritual crystals in my pocket...seem to be unable to cultivate...well, thousands of years.
Nowadays, if there are some that do not require money, then of course they are open to use and you can use them as you can.
Opportunities to roll wool don’t come around often!
Three hundred top-quality spiritual crystals were arranged neatly in a pile, and then his hands were placed on the bottom piece.
Take a deep breath and the Spiritual Transformation Sutra starts to work.
Then the three hundred pieces of top quality began to change dramatically at a speed visible to the naked eye.
From the beginning, it was bright, flashing, radiant, and sparkling, but gradually turned into dull, getting darker and darker.
Until...the bottom two pieces suddenly turned into powder.
Then...the top two pieces also turned into powder.
In front of Feng Yin, there was only a small pile of gray powder.
This means...the middle of the day and the night passed just like that.
At this level of cultivation, why should I sleep?
Cultivation means rest!
Feng Yin said nothing and took out another three hundred...
As for the spiritual crystal powder, he had already swept it under the bed with a casual slap.
Don't get me wrong, the powder of the best spiritual crystal is also a rare thing, and naturally it will not be wasted. After the powder of the spiritual crystal was swept away, there was a slender little branch, working hard to get out of the crack in the stone... With the topmost
A little bud was stuck into the spiritual crystal powder.
His consciousness fluctuated and he was extremely happy.
This spiritual crystal powder is of little use to humans, but it is much better for plants than any fertilizer.
The little pine tree is extra satisfied with this.