Under the cover of night, Ye Chuan and Yan Mo flew away one after another, quickly leaving the people of Xuanding Sect far behind.
Ye Chuan walked in front and touched the Thousand Legged Monster crystal core in his arms through his clothes.
This time when I came to Repulse Bay, I didn't find any clues about the Qingyang Fruit seeds as I hoped. This was a bit regretful, but the Thousand-legged Monster crystal core I accidentally obtained on the way more than made up for it. It was an unexpected surprise.
With this crystal core and some herbs, you can refine the Qianyang Pill and quickly restore your vitality and strengthen your soul!
Ye Chuan's face remained calm. Thinking about the Qianyang Pill that had not been refined for a long time, he couldn't help but feel a little excited. Thinking of Tuoba Xiaoniao's body as white and smooth as mutton fat, and his expression of shame and anger that just couldn't happen, he smiled evilly.
"Master..."
The Balrog following behind suddenly stumbled, his voice hoarse.
Ye Chuan stopped, turned around and took a look, only to realize that Balrog was in bad condition. His whole body was trembling, " Balrog, are you injured?"
Ye Chuan's face darkened, he rushed forward to support Balrog, put his hand on his back and injected a stream of pure spiritual power. Slowly, Balrog's body gradually improved and he no longer trembled. After rolling up his right sleeve, Ye Chuan realized that his arm was weak and weak, and the bones below the elbow were softened and almost shattered.
In Repulse Bay, Balamu made a surprise move. With one move, the bronze cauldron weighing tens of thousands of kilograms was turned into a puddle of molten iron on the spot. Even the vicious old monster was shocked and said nothing when he saw the two people leaving. No one dared to say a word. On the surface, Yan Mo's cultivation was unrivaled, but in fact he was seriously injured and was severely damaged by the counter-shock force of the bronze cauldron.
When a powerful enemy stared at him, the Balrog tried to remain calm and pretended to be nothing. But as soon as we left Repulse Bay, we could no longer hold on.
During this period, with the help of Ye Chuan, he survived the catastrophe of life and death, and finally resolved the troubles he had been having for many years, but his vitality was also severely damaged, and he was far from being able to compare with his heyday. Fortunately, the old monster with the long arm was stunned by a move without any precautions. Otherwise, if the old guy had seen through it, both he and Ye Chuan would have been buried in the wilderness!
"It's okay. I can't fight with others for the time being. I haven't damaged the foundation yet."
Yan Mo held on forcefully, and in turn urged in a deep voice, "Sir, go quickly, we must leave here immediately."
"Okay, please bear with it for a while."
Ye Chuan nodded, supported Balrog and left side by side.
The Yunwu Mountain Range stretches for thousands of miles and is full of monsters. It is very dangerous during the day, not to mention at night. You may encounter ferocious monsters at any time. The men and horses of Xuanding Sect were even more like wolves and tigers, and the old monster with arms was cunning and cunning. It was very possible that they had seen something afterward and sent someone to catch up and check. The longer they were delayed on the road, the more dangerous it would be.
Sure enough, not long after Ye Chuan and Yan Mo left, an elite member of the Xuanding Sect chased after them. They looked around where the two had just stayed, with some confusion on their faces. Judging from the footprints, Ye Chuan and Yan Mo's footsteps were a bit messy when they arrived here. Something must have happened, but there was no trace of blood and it was impossible to determine whether the two were injured.
After a careful search, the elite members of the Xuanding Sect continued to pursue. Unfortunately, after a delay, they could no longer catch up with Ye Chuan and Yan Mo. After seeing the mountain gate of Yunwu Sect from a distance, they had to turn around and leave.
Ye Chuan and Yan Mo were in a hurry, but before they could return to Ziyun Peak, Yan Mo couldn't hold on any longer.
Ye Chuan did not dare to delay and immediately found a cave on the spot to heal the Balrog. He picked some herbs, chewed them into puree, and applied them evenly on Balrog's right arm. He also carefully inspected the latter's body from head to toe, and his face slowly became darker and darker. The physical condition of the Flame Demon is far worse than he imagined. The injuries caused by the old monster's big killer weapon, the Bronze Cauldron, are minor. The damage caused by the backlash of the Flame God's body is even more troublesome. To be precise, , the Balrog has not completely passed through the catastrophe of life and death.
"Young Master, is my disaster not over yet?" Yan Mo asked. He had been ill for a long time and he knew his physical condition best.
"Well, you can say that, but it's not accurate. The time is still too short." Ye Chuan paused and then said: "Unfortunately, I am still in the warrior realm, and many methods are not available. Balrog, short During the time, you must remember not to fight with others, and do not force yourself to practice. Take a good rest for a while, and slowly warm up and condition yourself with the help of Ziyun Peak's elixir."
Yan Mo's face was ugly and he was a little frustrated, "Does that mean that my cultivation level is here and I will never be able to improve it?"
The Flame God's body is incredibly powerful after successful cultivation, but the cultivation process is too dangerous. Basically, there will be an ordeal every ten or eight years, and as long as it goes wrong once, all the previous efforts will be wasted. Along the way, Yan Mo has gone through countless hardships, but now, he can't help but feel a little discouraged.
"No, it's just for now. When I break through to the monk realm, I will tell you what to do. Take this method, don't rush to practice during this period, think about it thoroughly first," Ye Chuan said from his arms. He took out a thin booklet and handed it to Balrog.
"this… "
Yan Mo opened the booklet and read it, and suddenly screamed. The more he read, the more he was shocked and his words were incoherent, "Master, this..., is this the Bafang Yanyang Jue? No, no, the details are more profound, and there is a lot more content. . Master, this is... "
"Yes, this is the Bafang Yanyang Jue, the real Bafang Yanyang Jue. Your previous technique was incomplete and missing many key points. It is easy to go astray during practice. Fire Demon, practice hard."
Ye Chuan said calmly, already anticipating Enma's shock and questions.
This pamphlet was written by him in the past two days. To Yan Mo, the Bafang Yanyang Technique is a secret that no amount of silver can buy, and it is his natal magical power to gain a foothold in the wild world. But for Ye Chuan, who once covered the sky with one hand in the wild world, it was nothing, not even a saint's technique, just picked up at random.
"Yes, this is the complete Bafang Yanyang Art, the real Bafang Yanyang Art!"
After looking carefully, Yan Mo was so excited that he suddenly knelt down in front of Ye Chuan respectfully, with tears streaming down his face, "It's so pitiful, Yi Yanzi, the seventy-third generation disciple of Yan Yang Sect, finally found the complete Bafang Yan Yang Jue." , I have fulfilled Master’s long-cherished wish. Your Majesty, please accept my worship as Yiyanzi. From now on, I, Yiyanzi, do not want to set foot on the peak of cultivation. I only wish to follow you for the rest of my life and never leave you."
For many years, the Fire Demon wandered around the Qin Dynasty, hiding in underground ghost markets and sleeping in the middle of nowhere, with only two wishes in his heart. One is to resolve the calamity caused by the backlash of the Flame God's body, and the other is to find the true Bafang Yanyang Jue. This is his master's only wish before his emergence, and it is also the long-cherished wish of all previous heads of the Yanyang Sect.
After many years of wandering and suffering from illness, Enma gradually became disheartened and no longer had much hope in finding the true Bafang Yanyang Jue. He thought that he would be as depressed as his master until he died. Unexpectedly, Ye Chuan, a mediocre Yunwu Sect who was famous in the Yunwu Mountains in the past, would let him fulfill his long-cherished wish!