Above the Immortal Cultivation

Three months passed in a flash, and the treasure boat was like a meteor, flying over thousands of mountains and rivers, leaving the god of death far behind, and finally getting rid of it.

On the boat, Wang Lu's breath gradually calmed down, without the previous confusion, and the broken body-protecting black light became complete. Although the black color was not obvious, it was deepening a little bit.

Seeing this, Yin Jiu Li Jie put down the big stone in his heart steadily.

Wang Lu had passed the most dangerous moment. As long as the skills were running naturally, the mana would gradually accumulate and slowly repair the damage in the body. When it reached a certain level, he would wake up.

This process varies from person to person.

Compared with Wang Lu's improvement, the beautiful female cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage was getting worse. It was like countless nightmares surrounded her, and her face kept changing. They understood that the female cultivator was likely to be in danger.

The treasure boat flew 20 million miles, and the South China Sea could not go deeper. Maybe they would encounter some powerful sea beasts.

They didn't want to cause trouble, so they turned in a random direction and continued to escape.

At this time, even they couldn't tell the direction, let alone the people chasing them, so they were almost out of danger.

In order to prevent someone from following them, Ren Luofang Baozhou sailed for another half a year until the two of them had recovered from their injuries. Yin Jiu took out the jade map, set the direction, and flew towards Fangzhu Island as fast as the wind.

Nine months later, an island covered by thick sea fog jumped into the eyes. Li Jie cast a spell with a cold face, and Baozhou plunged into the fog.

Along the way, the two were silent and heavy-hearted.

Arriving at Fangzhu Island, Li Jie held Wang Lu, and Yin Jiu made the female cultivator float. The two walked directly into a quiet and peaceful manor surrounded by sea trees, with birds singing.

Entering the hall, Yin Jiu placed Wang Lu in a room at random and returned to the hall.

The female cultivator was in a very bad condition. Half a month ago, her breath suddenly became vague, and her body began to fester on a large area. Her flesh and blood fell and rotted piece by piece, emitting bursts of foul smell.

Compared with ordinary people, immortal cultivators are almost immune to all kinds of poisons. The great cultivators in the late Yuanying stage are even stronger and stronger. It is almost impossible to poison them.

In their opinion, the woman was either cursed by some extremely strange curse or was poisoned by the legendary vicious spirit.

The two men were extremely intelligent and geniuses. Thinking about the strange behaviors that appeared on her body every time they were chased in the past few years, the problem was most likely the mysterious and unpredictable spirit.

After thousands of calculations, they also thought about the vicious methods of the Kong family. The three people were constantly caught up, and the purpose was to make the female cultivator completely unable to withdraw her hands, carefully check herself, and thus fall into the abyss and unable to extricate herself.

The Kong family's methods were extremely vicious and eye-catching.

It seemed that they saved her, but in the end, they failed. This made the joy of escaping death like a bucket of cold water. They were very self-righteous, and their hands and feet were cold and uncomfortable.

They were unwilling to give up. They tried everything but to no avail. Yin Jiu decisively gave her a pill of the best Qinglong Huanling Pill, and she managed to hold on until now unconsciously.

Yin Jiu and Li Jie looked at each other. The female cultivator was like a mortal who was about to die. She was on the verge of death.

If she dragged on, even the immortals and gods would find it difficult to save her. It would be better to wake her up while she still had a glimmer of life.

Over the years, the female cultivator remained silent about her background and they knew nothing about it.

"Brother Yin, take action." There was no room for redemption, Li Jie said in a deep voice.

"Hah."

With a light spit, Yin Jiu cast a spell, and a silver light covered the female cultivator. His hands kept tapping, and the silver light rippled and intertwined. In a moment, tens of thousands of extremely tiny silver needles with silver light appeared.

"Silver needles seal the gods, go."

With a low shout, thousands of silver needles were inserted into the acupuncture points of the female cultivator's body in a regular manner, revealing half of the needle tail.

"Ah..."

As the silver needles pierced, the pale face of the female cultivator finally had a trace of blood color, and she let out a painful groan that penetrated her soul. The eyelids that had been throbbing but could not open before finally stopped flickering and slowly opened.

The pupils were dilated and the eyes were dull, like a living dead.

"Wake up."

Yin Jiu shouted coldly, and all the silver needles suddenly sank into the female cultivator's body.

"Ah!"

Like a wake-up call, the female cultivator's eyes finally had a trace of spirit, but when she regained consciousness, she did not care about the two anxious rescuers, and two lines of blood-red tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Afterwards, she waved to the air.

As Li Jie waved, a blank jade slip appeared in front of her.

She smiled at the two gratefully, then closed her eyes. In less than five breaths, the jade slip lost her support and fell lightly on her rapidly peeling and disintegrating bones.

In less than three breaths, the female cultivator completely turned into a pool of blood, mysteriously evaporated quickly, and turned into ashes, leaving only the only jade slip.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, Li Jie looked at Yin Jiu in surprise, only to see that his expression suddenly became ferocious, "Ha", and another roar, a ball of silver light exploded on him, as if melting something weird, and he finally calmed down.

"What a terrible spiritual Gu, if it weren't for the protection of the body, I might have been hit." Yin Jiu said fearfully.

After speaking, the jade slip came in front of him, and the spiritual consciousness entered. After a long time, he solemnly said: "Brother Li, please look, everything is in it."

Li Jie was not polite. After reading it, he sighed: "It turns out that her name is Kong Xin, and she is from the Kong family."

Then he clasped his fists and said: "Brother Yin is righteous, Li Jie thanks you."

"Haha, that's fine, a big change is coming, and having Brother Li as a close friend also adds a talisman to me. I'm so happy to have such a friend." Yin Jiu laughed heartily.

"Okay." Li Jie is not a talkative person. After hundreds of years of hunting, his heart has long become indifferent. The appearance of Wang Lu warmed his heart. Now there is another Yin Jiu who fought side by side with him through life and death. It is rare and regarded as a treasure.

"Master!"

Just when he didn't know what to say, a bright and joyful sound came out, and a handsome and extraordinary young man came to Li Jie in one step, half-knelt and clasped his fists with red eyes.

"You are so old, you are not afraid of your uncle Yin laughing, get up quickly."

Li Jie helped the monk up, and as if he had felt something, he looked closely and saw that Yu Ningzhi, who was dressed in a white dress, was standing by the door with a smile on her face, looking at him tenderly.

"Haha!"

Li Jie laughed loudly and strode towards Yu Ningzhi. When he stood in front of her, the air seemed to freeze. It took him a long while to utter four words: "Hey, are you okay?"

"Puff!"

Seeing Li Jie's dumbfounded look and the last sentence that seemed like a "stroke of genius", Yin Jiu could no longer hold back and burst out laughing.