The Balrog took action angrily, his face twisted and cracked, and for a moment he looked extremely hideous and scary.
"Elder brother..."
The fat man Zhao Dazhi, who was standing aside serving tea and pouring water, screamed and his body was shaking. He wanted to step forward to help, but he was unable to do so. His feet were soft and uncontrollable. The teapot in his hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces with a snap.
The Balrog's speed was astonishing, and its whole body was covered in hot flames with murderous intent, like a crazy ancient monster. The fat man who was watching almost lost his mind, but Ye Chuan, who bore the brunt, remained calm and still sat cross-legged on the bluestone.
The demon jumped ten steps away, but Ye Chuan remained motionless.
The distance was shortened to three steps, but Ye Chuan was still the same, without even blinking, he regarded the menacing Balrog as nothing.
A palm filled with hot flames suddenly stopped just half an inch away from Ye Chuan's chest. The scorching flames even sprayed onto Ye Chuan's hair, and the wind from his palm was so sharp that it made Ye Chuan's robes rustle and even caused pain on his face.
The murderous Balrog struck fiercely and frighteningly, but in the end he stopped.
"Continue, continue, why don't you continue to slap it with one palm? Senior Balrog, aren't you very powerful?"
Ye Chuan smiled, his face was calm, and he had already expected the reaction of the demon.
If he could survive this disaster on his own, Balrog wouldn't have to wait until now to get to this point. Killing him rashly will only harm himself and cut off his last chance of survival!
"I have a bottle of marrow-cleansing pills, all for you." The demon turned the storage ring on his finger and took out a bottle of pills, which contained more than a dozen fine marrow-cleansing pills.
A top-grade Marrow Cleansing Pill is rare and expensive. A full bottle is enough to fetch a sky-high price on the black market!
The fat man's eyes suddenly lit up. After swallowing a marrow-cleansing pill presented by Ye Chuan, he finally achieved his wish and broke through to the monk realm. If he swallowed this full bottle of marrow-cleansing pill, wouldn't he be able to quickly become a master of the monk realm, and even reach the real person realm
The fat man's eyes lit up and his eyes became hot, but Ye Chuan remained unmoved. He shook his head without raising his eyelids, "This marrow cleansing pill is good, but unfortunately, I don't need it. This kind of marrow cleansing pill is useless to me." .”
"I have a skill, the Bafang Yanyang Jue, which is the most powerful skill in the world for cultivating the body of the God of Fire. How about I pass this skill on to you and pass it on from generation to generation?" The Flame Demon gritted his teeth. do my best.
This skill is a secret that is not passed down from his master, and it is also his natal magical power. Many years ago, someone offered him a saint's skill in exchange, but he didn't agree. Now, in order to resolve the disaster and survive, he had to exchange all the magical powers he had at the bottom of the box.
Yan Mo really tried his best, but Ye Chuan still shook his head and said calmly: "The Bafang Yanyang Jue is a good thing and a very good technique, but there is something wrong with your cultivation method, and it is very likely that the inheritance is incomplete. The incomplete Bafang Yanyang Jue. Senior Yanma, you have become like this even after practicing for most of your life, so what's the use of me coming? Could it be that one day I will be like you?"
Ye Chuan's face was calm, and he was really not interested in Balrog's reward.
Yan Mo regards his master's skill, Bafang Yanyang Jue, as a priceless treasure, but to Ye Chuan, the great sage who once ruled the wilderness, it is really nothing. Not to mention that all Yan Mo knew was an incomplete technique, which was more powerful than the Bafang Yanyang Jue and specialized in cultivating the body of the Flame God. Ye Chuan had several of them in his memory.
"Boy, are you kidding me?"
The fire demon stared at Ye Chuan fiercely, with flames outside his body. Looking at Ye Chuan, there was a fierce light in his eyes, and he began to have thoughts of dying together. Suddenly he turned around, grabbed the fat man Zhao Dazhi with his big hand, and took a picture of the fat man Zhao Dazhi who was watching. He held it in his hand and smiled coldly, which scared the fat man so much that his whole body trembled.
If he cannot survive this disaster, the Balrog is doomed. After practicing hard for most of his life, he ended up like this. He was unwilling to accept it. He was angry and hated everyone and even the entire wild world. Since death is inevitable anyway, why not go on a killing spree, bury a few more people with you, and die happily!
"Big..., senior brother, save me, save me..."
The fat man wailed loudly. Apart from being frightened, he felt extremely sad in his heart. Why is it always me who gets hurt
"If you don't want to die, then let him go."
Ye Chuan looked at the vicious Balrog and knew that the time was almost up, and said calmly: "It's not impossible to save you, but..."
"But what? Young Master, please just give me your orders!" Yan Mo let go of the fat man and stared at Ye Chuan with his eyes, as if he had been drifting in the river for a long time after drowning and finally grasped a life-saving straw.
"The Yunwu Sect has always been good at planting various medicinal herbs. Over time, there is an innate elixir in the sect. Using a secret method to inhale the innate elixir into the body, coupled with the nourishment of the pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it can slowly Slowly regulate your body. There are many peaks in the Yunwu Sect, and the Ziyun Peak left by my master, the leader, is uniquely blessed with the energy of innate elixirs and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."
Ye Chuan was talking eloquently, paused, looked at Yan Mo and said, "It's just that my Ziyun Peak has always strictly prohibited any outsiders from staying for a long time, so..."
The fire demon's face was gloomy and uncertain, and the flames on his body became more and more intense, burning his body and scorching his soul. After a while, he couldn't bear it any longer. He groaned a few times and said in a deep voice: "Okay, then I will Just join the Yunwu Sect, and from now on, just like them, I will respectfully call you Senior Brother."
"What?"
Fatty Zhao Dazhi screamed and looked up and down from a distance from the Balrog.
Although the Yunwu Sect recruits disciples regardless of status, cultivation level or age, Yanma is too senior and his cultivation level is too strong. If he really joins the Yunwu Sect, wouldn't everyone be wary of the sect's challenge once every five days
"Being a disciple of the sect and calling me Senior Brother is not enough. To help you resolve this disaster is not as simple as teaching you a secret technique."
Ye Chuan shook his head, recited the magic formula silently, forced out a drop of blood essence from his fingers, flicked it in front of the Balrog, and said calmly: "In the near future, I will repair and organize the medicinal spirit array on the mountain, and sort out the planted herbs. We just need a medicine slave. If you are willing, then stay and swallow this drop of blood."
The demon stretched out his hand to catch the floating essence and blood. He remained silent and did not answer immediately. His expression was uncertain.
A drop of essence and blood can imply many mysteries. For those who are proficient in great supernatural powers, a drop of natal essence and blood can control the body and even the soul of another person.
Yan Mo has rich experience and understands what Ye Chuan means. If you stay as a medicine slave, you are only a servant of Ye Chuan in name only, but if you swallow this drop of his life essence and blood, you will truly become Ye Chuan as your master. You will never think of betrayal or any harmful thoughts to Ye Chuan in the future.
Yan Mo was silent, and Ye Chuan didn't speak, didn't urge him, and took a few sips of tea slowly.
After being framed and trapped in the God Burial Valley for millions of years, he learned his lesson and would not leave any hidden dangers around him. The Demon Refining and Devouring Heaven Technique obtained in the God Burial Valley can just solve this problem.
"Forget it, from now on, I, the Fire Demon, will stay with the young master. The young master is young and promising, and he will definitely not be a fish in the pond in the future!"
After hesitating for a long time, Balrog sighed and knelt down respectfully. First of all, it is to survive. If you hesitate any longer, you will be burned to ashes. The situation is not up to you. On the other hand, because Ye Chuan has an extraordinary temperament, following him may lead to greater achievements in the future. The moment he swallowed his life essence and blood, his heart skipped a beat, and there was a subtle telepathy between the two of them.
"Don't force it, just forget it if you don't want to. Many years later, you will understand that it is your honor to be by my side. Most people, even if they cry and shout to stay, I don't want it."
Ye Chuan glanced at Yan Mo with a dull expression.
Fatty Zhao Dazhi, who was watching, had his vision darkened and screamed inwardly that something was wrong. He rubbed oil on his soles and wished he could stay away from Ye Chuan. He was really afraid of him, a guy who specializes in causing trouble. The latter's tone was too crazy! The Balrog finally surrendered. With Ye Chuan saying this, he wasn't afraid that the Balrog would go on a rampage and start killing people
Yan Mo was stunned and a little disbelieving, thinking that he heard wrongly. He suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed with a fierce light. Before he could take action, his heart suddenly pounded and his limbs became weak. The soul in his mind seemed to be cut in half by an invisible dagger, and his whole body was shaking with pain. After a while, it gradually improved.
"Thank you for not killing me, sir." Looking at the intentional or unintentional smile on Ye Chuan's face, Yan Mo quickly understood what was going on.
"That's right, let's practice well on the mountain."
Ye Chuan nodded and saw that the flames on Balrog's body began to beat, getting more and more powerful and completely out of control, so he came to rescue him.
He told the truth. Millions of years ago, when he covered the sky with one hand, a guy like Balrog would have looked down upon him. Whether the followers around him are the Blue-Eyed Demon Queen or the Ghost-Handed Medicine King, who is not a dominating master of the Great Sage? How can he get a small fish like Balrog to hang around in front of him
These days, everyone loves to hear lies, but no one believes the truth!
Ye Chuan shook his head and ordered the fat man to go to Ziyun Villa to take out a box of silver needles and get busy.