With Hong Tailong's loud roar, a large group of people immediately rushed out of the palace. When they saw that he was injured to such a state, they were all shocked. His harem beauties even burst into tears. Everyone hurriedly carried him in.
After placing him on the bed, seven or eight hands touched him, all checking his injuries. Yue Qianchou lay there weakly and smiled bitterly, "I'm fine. These are just minor injuries. I can still endure."
He spoke casually, but the faces of the seven or eight people who checked his injuries instantly turned pale. They discovered that his internal organs were all severely injured. It could be said that his liver and intestines were all broken. His tendons, meridians, and bones were all broken. These people were frightened badly. They couldn't imagine how he hadn't died yet, that he was still alive.
"How are his injuries?" Furong asked anxiously. On the bed, Yue Qianchou was surrounded by people. She could not squeeze in.
Hong Tailong looked around with a grave expression and said, "Change the bloody clothes on him first. We will discuss how to treat him."
Immediately, a few hands tried to remove Yue Qianchou's clothes. Yue Qianchou widened his eyes and shouted with all his might, "Don't." Everyone looked at him in confusion.
Yue Qianchou panted slightly. He felt the golden pearl in his dantian continuously sending Essence Qi to his limbs and bones. The pain all over his body was alleviated, and his body was gradually recovering. He knew that with this life-saving treasure, he would not die. He let out a breath and said, "This outfit is pretty good. I still need to wear this to find my master. I'm afraid I won't be able to invite him if I'm all clean. It's better to be pitiful!"
Everyone was speechless. He was already injured to this extent, yet he was still thinking of crooked ideas. Beauty of Hundred Charms, who was hugging his head, said anxiously, "Then let's treat your injuries first!"
"I'm fine." Yue Qianchou's voice regained some vigor. He said, "I know my own body best. No matter how serious my injuries are, I'm not afraid. I guarantee that in less than a month, I will still be alive and kicking … Don't look at me like that. I'm not joking. Do you think I'm not afraid of death?"
Hearing how confident he sounded, everyone was skeptical. Hong Tailong asked with a grave expression once again, "Who beat you up to this state?"
Yue Qianchou was furious when he heard that. He rolled his eyes and said, "Who else could it be? Apart from my master, no one in the Three Realms is a match for me. That bastard Godfiend didn't abide by the rules. He, the number one expert of the Divine World, actually dared to go against this daddy. Bastard! My Heaven and Earth Splitting Arrow was also stolen by him. "
"Demon God!" Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. For some of them, this was the first time they knew that Mo Shen was actually the number one expert in the Immortal Realm.
Hong Tailong nodded and said, "For you to be able to escape with your life from the fiendgod's hands, it's also considered good fortune. But … even if we can invite your master, your master probably isn't the fiendgod's match either! "
"It shouldn't be a problem." An ugly smile appeared on Yue Qianchou's bloodied face as he said, "It's not the fiendgod himself, but a wisp of the fiendgod's avatar that descended to the Lower Realm. I reckon that old fellow can deal with it … You guys don't have to worry about me. I'll rest for a day, and after I recover my strength, I'll go to the Barrier of the Heavens to look for the old fellow."
Although he said that, the group of people still refused to leave. From time to time, they would check on his injuries. When they realized that he was really recovering at a rapid pace, they were both surprised and relieved. The next day, when Yue Qianchou woke up in a daze, he could already move his limbs, but he still couldn't get off the bed. However, he couldn't wait to take revenge.
Actually, there was a reason. He was afraid that his injuries would recover too quickly, and he wouldn't be able to fool Bi Changchun to help him snatch back the divine arrow.
Therefore, Shen You, who was in charge of transportation, was called over again. Hong Tailong had to work a little harder as he carried Yue Qianchou on his back. After greeting everyone, the three of them disappeared from Ethereal Palace.
Once they reached the Netherworld River, Shen You knew what to do without any instructions. He obediently jumped into the Netherworld River and revealed his original form. He opened his huge clamshell, carried the two of them, and rapidly swam against the current. Once they stepped into the Barrier of the Heavens, Hong Tailong carried Yue Qianchou and jumped ashore. Then, Shen You was sent back to Utopia.
Under Yue Qianchou's signal, Hong Tailong immediately carried him and flew back to the old place …
Under the huge moon, Hong Tailong carried Yue Qianchou on his back as he stood in front of the Hengduan Mountain cliff in a daze. In the Barrier of the Heavens ahead, Bi Changchun, who was dressed in a green robe, was still floating there. However, there were seven identical Bi Changchun standing there with their eyes closed. In the silence, there were many golden arcs of light going in and out of the seven bodies, adding a sense of mystery to the pitch-black Barrier of the Heavens.
"Three incarnations are early-stage Ancient Gods, six incarnations are mid-stage Ancient Gods. Doesn't that mean that seven incarnations have already stepped into the doorstep of late-stage Ancient Gods, and two more incarnations will reach the peak of late-stage Ancient Gods. Once all ten incarnations are gathered, he will reach the Great Perfection Realm …" Hong Tailong had a look of disbelief on his face as he muttered to himself, "Is this for real? At this rate, the gods of the Divine World have all lived in vain. This is way too fast."
Yue Qianchou was lying on Hong Tailong's back, but his eyes were filled with little stars. He chuckled and said, "It's good that it's fast, it's good that it's fast. When the time comes, the old man will have no opponents and will definitely look for Mo Shen to fight one-on-one. Then, we can send the old man to the Divine World from the Netherworld Divine Palace. If the old man kills Mo Shen … Hehe! Then I will be living a happy life. "
"Unimaginable!" Hong Tailong shook his head. Then, as if he suddenly thought of something, he asked, "When is your master coming out! Don't tell me we have to keep waiting here? "
Yue Qianchou looked around and asked curiously, "Where are the three fellows guarding this place?"
Hong Tailong said angrily, "You're asking me, but who should I ask?"
"Put me down. Just let me lie on the ground." Yue Qianchou patted his shoulder, and Hong Tailong obeyed and placed him on the ground. Yue Qianchou then casually pulled out a blanket and even took two backrests and threw them on the ground. He said, "Help me lay them down."
The corner of Hong Tailong's mouth twitched. "Are you really planning to wait here for a long time?" Although he said that, he still helped him make the bed and placed him on the blanket.
Yue Qianchou adjusted his posture and leaned comfortably on the back of the blanket. He looked at the huge moon in the sky and then at the surroundings. He frowned and said, "It's just that the environment is a little bad, but I'll make do with it!" He turned back and said, "Use your identity as the Dragon Clan's envoy to find out some information! I'll wait here for my master to come out. Don't worry about my safety. Although I can't make a move now, I can still hide in Utopia at any time. "
"Damn you, I'm worried about my safety. We've done so many wicked things here, and you've been hiding in the dark. I've always been the one showing up in the open. If the matter of the tomb being robbed is exposed, I'll be the first person they suspect. Of course, you don't have to be afraid." Hong Tailong snorted and turned into a stream of light.
Yue Qianchou was startled. However, he reckoned that Hong Tailong wouldn't be in any danger with his identity as the Dragon Clan's envoy. He then turned over and lay on his side. He looked at Bi Changchun in the Barrier of Heavens. After a long time, he actually felt drowsy …
More than ten days later, Hong Tailong hurriedly returned. Yue Qianchou, who was asleep, sat up abruptly when he heard the commotion. He shouted, "Who is it?" With his current cultivation, he could be considered an expert in the Mausoleum of the God of Sin. Someone like Hong Tailong couldn't escape his ears at all.
"It's me!" Hong Tailong greeted. Suddenly, he was startled. He sized him up and said, "You moved so quickly. How did your injuries heal so quickly?"
"Don't mention it." Yue Qianchou heaved a sigh of relief. He looked at Bi Changchun in the Barrier of Heavens and waved his hand helplessly. "The old man hasn't come out yet. If I wait any longer, I'm afraid I won't be able to get the old man to help when my injuries are fully healed!"
Hong Tailong laughed heartily. This was the first time he saw someone complaining about his injuries recovering too quickly. He then sat cross-legged on the mattress. He tilted his head and looked at the person in the Barrier of Heavens. He clicked his tongue and said, "Your master is amazing! It turns out that before we came, he had already come out once and did something big. "
"What do you mean?" Yue Qianchou became spirited. He moved his butt closer to Hong Tailong.
"Do you still remember the Wind God I told you about last time?" Hong Tailong shook his head and exclaimed, "The left and right envoys guarding the Wind God's tomb are Tian Feng and Di Feng. I asked a few people to verify and found out that these two people's cultivation had reached the Intermediate Ancient God Realm. In the end, when your master came out, he didn't look for anyone but went straight for them. Two Intermediate Ancient God Realm experts working together! In the end, they were killed by your master. Too awesome! Those two fellas are the top experts in the Mausoleum of the God of Sin! Now, no one in the entire Mausoleum of the God of Sin is a match for your master. "
Yue Qianchou's eyes lit up. He tilted his head and looked at the Barrier of Heavens. "In other words, the old man's cultivation has really reached the Ancient God Realm?"
"Of course. Hey! " Hong Tailong elbowed him and snickered, "Are you interested in going to the Wind God's tomb? I've already found out the location. If we refine the Wind God's cultivation into a profound weapon, it shouldn't be a problem to deal with the Demonic God's clone! "Obviously, this guy had done his preparation work in advance.
Yue Qianchou nodded excitedly at first, but then said hesitantly, "That bastard Demonic God doesn't follow the rules. Even if we refine the Wind God's cultivation into a profound weapon and bring it there, if we win against the Demonic God's clone, we will immediately attract the Demonic God's revenge. At that time, we won't be able to handle it!"
Hong Tailong felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on him. He asked, "Then what should we do?"
"Let's wait a little longer! If we can bring my master along, our chances of winning will be higher. "Yue Qianchou sighed as he looked at the seven Bi Changchun in the distance. Hong Tailong thought about it and agreed. Thus, the two of them laid down on one side of the blanket and waited.
In the end, they waited for more than a month. Most of the time, they were looking at the big moon in the sky or taking turns to sleep. In the end, Yue Qianchou realized that his injuries had healed. It was impossible for him to wait for the Bi Changchun to come out and gain sympathy. He finally lost his patience. On this day, he flipped over and stood up. He grabbed the blanket and tossed the snoring Hong Tailong off the bed. He kept his things and waved his hand at the glaring Hong Tailong. "We can't keep waiting like this. Let's go and take a look at the Wind God's tomb first. We'll talk after we return."
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