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Chapter 1231

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"It smells f * cking good. Not only does this child have an extraordinary cultivation base, he's also eaten plenty of heaven and earth treasures. It's like a Fruit of Life, a Herb Huandan Pill, and a pile of Immortal Meat …"

The man in white from before sniffed vigorously, a helpless expression on his face. "It's a pity that this old man is only good at talking. I've never tasted human flesh before …"

His expression was dejected, as if he regretted not being able to eat Yun Yang alive and swallow him into his stomach!

"It's a human?!" Another white-robed old man said in surprise.

"Nonsense! If the demons were roasted like this, they would have shown their true colors long ago! "

"This child is quite something … It's already impressive that he could climb so high … Even this old man can't reach that height … What's more, this old man still hasn't figured out how he got there …"

The man in white from before rolled his eyes and said angrily, "What the f * ck are you talking about? This is strange, that's strange. Is this the main point now? Why don't you f * cking put this child in while he's still breathing? Save him first and ask. If he's a spy, kill him directly; if he's a good person, save his life and form a good relationship with him. "

"Of course, of course, the more the better." The elder chuckled, unable to contain his joy. "Usually, people like this carry plenty of food and drinks … It's a pity that this old man hasn't tasted the delicacies of the human world for more than a thousand years …"

Yun Yang took it and walked in quickly. It turned out that there was a huge cave behind the two men.

"If the demons come during this period of time, you'll hold them off."

With a few words, he disappeared without a trace.

Not long after the elder who brought Yun Yang into the cave, a whistling sound came from the opposite side. A golden silhouette dashed up like a meteor, his voice sonorous. "Let me pass!"

"This is not the way!" The elder in white who was left behind said coldly, "Please go back!"

The sonorous voice replied, "Whether it's the way or not, it's not up to you. We'll have to fight before we can decide."

The wind whistled as the newcomer rushed forward and immediately engaged in a fierce battle with the old guard.



Yun Yang was feeling very strange now. He felt like he was being cooked, exuding an incomparably seductive scent.

This feeling was extremely pleasurable.

Driven by his instincts, Yun Yang almost wanted to take a few bites of himself. It was too fragrant, too tempting, and hard to resist. Fortunately, he had maintained a sliver of clarity in his mind. He had been struck by the lightning in the sky, fallen to the ground, and had been caught by someone. Even the conversation between the two elders, everything that had transpired from start to finish, Yun Yang had heard and understood everything clearly.

But there was nothing he could do.

In spite of this, Yun Yang could no longer be bothered to think about his own condition. There was only shock and confusion in his heart.

What kind of lightning was this? How could he be so domineering?

When he was in the Tianxuan Continent, he had even faced the Heavenly Tribulation. Although it was a little difficult, it was far from his limit. But now, he was cooked by a lightning bolt that was only as thick as a finger …

This reality, this result, was simply horrifying to think about, shocking to the point of death!

If he had not been caught by the elder, he would definitely have turned into a skeleton when he landed, although there was still a chance of survival.

It was said that the physical body was a treasured raft to cross the world, but it was common for a martial artist's physical body to be damaged. It was not rare for a broken limb to be reattached and regenerated. With Yun Yang's current cultivation base, it would only take a certain amount of time to reconstruct his body!

In spite of this, Yun Yang treasured his physical body more than anyone else. This body carried too many of his experiences and memories. If it was not necessary, Yun Yang would never give it up. What was more, the reconstructed body would no longer have the immeasurable foundation that it had accumulated in the past. Countless treasures of heaven and earth and the essence of countless mystical beasts would all be gone. No one would be able to accept such an outcome!

With what was left of his senses, Yun Yang felt his body being carried into a cave and placed gently on the ground.

There were other spiritual vibrations in the cave; there should be other people. However, Yun Yang could not even turn his head, so he could only sense slightly. What he could get was limited.

At this time, a voice could be heard saying, "Old Wu, what smells so good? Cut it up and give it to me quickly. Good things should be shared with everyone. We've gotten the good taste, and we owe you a favor."

The one who was carrying him was obviously "Old Wu". He laughed and said, "The good taste you speak of comes from a living person. Are you sure you want to eat it? If you insist on your original intention, there's no need to share. You can enjoy it alone. I'm happy to see that happen! "

The person who asked retched and said, "Can a living person smell so f * cking good? F * ck! F * cking hell! "

He did not speak again after his complaint.

The others, however, did not seem to be interested in what was going on. They did not even bother to smile.

Second Bro Wu did not mind it at all. He pulled Yun Yang to one side and flipped him over and over. Just as he did so, the rotten flesh on Yun Yang's body fell off, trembling, and the rich fragrance in the room grew even more intense.

Old Wu clicked his tongue. "This fellow … is really lucky … Look at this meat, smell this … I really f * cking want to take a bite. It's really cooked, it's cooked, it only needs some salt and cumin to be eaten … What a f * cking pity …"

Yun Yang rolled his eyes inwardly.

He was rolling his eyes inwardly. Although Yun Yang's brain was not fully cooked, he did not even have the strength to roll his eyelids. He could only roll his eyes inwardly if he wanted to.

Then, Yun Yang was inexplicably shocked. He could feel Old Wu's hands still moving up and down his body. Wherever his hands passed, there seemed to be a layer of something on his body. Then, he caught a faint whiff of a unique aroma that was different from the aroma of meat. He could not help being shocked. "Is this fellow really going to eat me up?"

Then, he felt a cold liquid being poured into his mouth. It quickly turned into a line of ice and slid down his throat. Instantly, his entire body felt lighter, indescribably comfortable and carefree.

Then, a force rose from his dantian and spread outwards rapidly. Wherever it went, his entire body felt terribly numb and itchy. Emmie had also used this opportunity to sneakily send out a stream of vitality to join the force.

"What water is this? It actually has the effect of regenerating the body. "

Yun Yang was an expert in healing. How could he not know that his current situation was developing in a favorable direction? The numb and itchy feeling that flowed all over his body was a sign of his limbs regaining vitality. The elder was obviously healing him, and the healing item he used was a sacred medicine of the field of injury, an extraordinary and divine item.

After a while, another inexplicable force surged into Yun Yang's body. The shadow of the Celestial Luck Banner was directly triggered by this force and appeared above Yun Yang's head.

Old Wu was mumbling to himself, "Eh, this child is actually a disciple of a sect with a Celestial Luck Banner. Why is it only a middle-class sect? And what kind of sect is the Residence of Nine Supremes? I don't seem to have heard of this name. "

He muttered to himself. There were many people around him, but no one answered him.

"That shouldn't be the case … This fellow is so young, he can't be more than thirty years old. How could he have the cultivation of a Saint Venerable? But how could a sect with such a powerful disciple be limited to a middle-rank sect?"

"What's even more strange is that I've never heard of the sect he comes from. Could it be that I've been away from the world for a long time, and my cultivation base has advanced so quickly that even a Supreme Saint cultivator has become worthless?"

Then, he cried out, "No, no, how can this boy recover so quickly? Although the Living Water contains vitality and is a sacred medicine of healing, it shouldn't have such a strong effect, right? "

Someone next to him said impatiently, "Old Wu, change your damn talkative habit! Why are you yelling? If you speak again, I'll smash your mouth! "

A few people next to him responded at the same time, "Very well!"

It was difficult for two fists to fight against so many hands. Old Wu was outnumbered, so he shut his mouth obediently and dared not say another word.

However, the surprise and astonishment in his heart grew stronger and stronger. Was the vitality of this little fellow in his hand a little too tenacious?

He estimated that the effect of a bottle of Living Water would probably be able to regenerate half of this fellow's body and escape the danger of death. However, that was the most it could do, because he still had to ask a few questions before deciding whether to completely cure him. But now, looking at the speed of his recovery, it seemed that one bottle was actually enough for him to completely recover?

How strange!

I, Old Wu, have been here for so many years and have always thought that I know the effect of the Living Water like the back of my hand. How could there be such a change? The situation seems to have gone out of my control …

Based on the current situation, this boy would probably not even need a day to recover to his original state.

Then, there were still more surprises. The facts proved that Old Wu's judgment today was destined to be wrong again and again.

After a total of only four hours, Old Wu saw the young man on the ground blink his eyes, and then he opened his eyes, a pair of eyeballs rolling endlessly.

Much of the rotten flesh on his body had become dry and cracked, like the land that had been dry for more than ten years. Some parts had even rolled up, looking extremely menacing and frightening.

However, this state was a good thing for an injured person like Yun Yang, because under the dry and cracked skin was pink and tender flesh, tender and full of elasticity. It was obvious that his bodily functions were almost fully recovered.

Old Wu was dumbfounded, speechless for a moment.

"I've never seen such a quick … instant death from the Empyrean Golden Thunder. It's like it's specially here to change this boy's skin. Is it because his previous appearance is not good enough?" Old Wu mumbled to himself.

It was not that he was making a fuss, but what he saw was too difficult to explain.

Up until now, there were no problems with the boy's bones, meridians, and internal organs. Even the burnt layer of skin had been replaced with new ones. Your father has guarded the Crimson Soul Mountain for so many years and I've seen so many demons struck by the Golden Thunder. Which one of them did not perish and perish?

In the end, this boy only suffered some damage. Even with this old man's help and spiritual medicine, this shouldn't be the case …

While Second Brother Wu was still in a daze, he saw the kid on the ground move a little. Hmm … He saw the kid use some force and sit up.

Then, the dried skin and flesh on his body began to fall off like mud. Under Old Wu's dumbfounded gaze, the person in front of him stood up unscathed, like a snake shedding its skin.

It was just that he was naked from head to toe, which was rather eye-catching!

Old Wu could not help glancing at his crotch in shame and sighed inwardly, feeling rather ashamed of himself.

He really wanted to exchange his seven thousand years of guarding the Crimson Soul Mountain for this …

When he lifted his head again, he saw that the boy was already wearing a purple robe. He could wear it from the inside out. Coupled with the hair that had just grown out, although it was not completely recovered, it was at least seventy to eighty percent of his normal state.



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