Awakening the Eternal Heaven-Swallowing Art

Dongjiang City Ling Mansion.

"Father, I can't wait any longer. I want that evil creature to die now."

Ling Hao said with hatred.

Half an hour ago, he woke up and learned that he was carried back from a coma. He felt dizzy and almost vomited blood and fainted again.

Shame.

Great shame.

He Ling Hao was actually crushed by Ling Yun, the abandoned son of the family, in public, and finally fainted.

In this comparison, he, the key training target of the Ling family, has become a joke.

Looking at Ling Hao opposite, Ling Hai sighed.

Originally, even if he noticed that Ling Yun had extraordinary potential, he didn't crush Ling Yun directly. He wanted to leave Ling Yun to Ling Hao as a whetstone for Ling Hao.

Who would have thought that he still underestimated Ling Yun.

Now Ling Yun has not only failed to serve as a whetstone for Ling Hao, but has also become a knot in Ling Hao's heart.

At this point, he could only use thundering means to get rid of Ling Yun, otherwise Ling Hao's life would be ruined.

"Go find Zhao Liang and tell him that he can start."

Ling Hai said coldly.

"Yes."

Ling Hao's mind was lifted.

Dongwu Villa, in the room.

Ling Yun sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, there was still the breath of strange fire.

He carefully felt this breath and gradually understood the strange fire more and more.

Ling Yun did not hesitate.

He went to the medicine shop outside and bought some medicinal materials.

When he returned to the villa again, he took out the alchemy furnace from the Void Realm Ring and started to refine the pill.

What he wanted to refine was the "Fuhuo Pill".

This pill can help him resist and weaken the power of the strange fire.

Of course, each strange flame has different characteristics.

He needs to master the characteristics of the strange fire first before he can refine the corresponding Fuhuo Pill for it.

This is why Ling Yun had to go to the Black and White Tower before refining the elixir.

Fuhuo Pill is not so easy to refine.

Even if Ling Yun's alchemy skills are superb, it will take a few days.

Before Ling Yun finished refining Fuhuo Pill, a strange letter was suddenly sent to Su Wanyu's villa.

Inside the letter was a painting.

When he saw the painting, Ling Yun's pupils shrank sharply.

On it, there was a delicate wood carving.

The wood carving was a woman.

Ling Yun was too familiar with this woman.

In Ling Shan's study, there were many portraits of this woman.

Ye Jinli.

His mother in this life.

The person who sent the letter could actually draw a wood carving of Ye Jinli.

It can be seen that Ye Jinli's target is probably in the hands of that person.

At the end of the letter, there was a sentence: "Come to Honglu Villa alone, if there are others, don't think about getting this wood carving."

Ling Yun's eyes were focused.

"Junior brother."

Beside him, Su Wanyu said solemnly: "I'm afraid this matter is a fraud."

"Maybe it's a fraud, but the other party may have my mother's wood carving in their hands."

Ling Yun said in a deep voice: "This wood carving is extraordinary. It may hide the traces of my mother's whereabouts. Even if it's a fraud, I must go."

There is one more thing he didn't say.

Crisis is also an opportunity.

The man behind the scenes is sneaky.

If he doesn't go this time, the other party will definitely use other tricks.

Then he might as well take advantage of the situation and take this opportunity to dig out the other party.

"Then you have to be careful, junior brother."

Knowing that Ling Yun has made up his mind, Su Wanyu didn't persuade him much.

Ling Yun thought more: "Senior sister, wait."

He returned to the room, took a piece of ancient jade, and used his spiritual power to arrange a miniature formation in it.

In terms of attainments in formations, he is far inferior to the art of alchemy.

But that is relative.

After all, he is the emperor of the God Realm.

Even if it was just his most superficial means, it would be a heaven-defying level in this lower world.

Ling Yun's eyes moved slightly, and he did not go out immediately. He used the semi-finished Fuhuo Pill from before, ground it into powder, and collected it.

Pills and poisons have always been interdependent.

Is it a spiritual pill or a deadly poison, there is usually only a fine line between them.

The complete version of Fuhuo Pill is a spiritual pill, and this semi-finished Fuhuo Pill is just deadly poison.

Put the Fuhuo Pill powder into a single bottle, put it into the Void Ring, and then Ling Yun went out.

Coming to Su Wanyu again, Ling Yun handed her the ancient jade: "Senior sister, you must wear this ancient jade after I leave."

Su Wanyu was slightly stunned. Although she was puzzled, she still did not ask more questions and smiled: "Okay."

Taking the ancient jade, she strung it with a red rope in front of Ling Yun and wore it around her neck.

Ling Yun was relieved and no longer hesitated, and went out decisively.

Honglu Villa, on the outskirts of Dongjiang City.

This villa has been abandoned for a long time.

When Ling Yun entered the villa, he looked around and saw dust and spider webs everywhere.

Almost at the same time, two people appeared outside the villa.

One was Ling Yun's acquaintance, Zhao Liang.

The other one was covered in a black robe, standing there like a ghost.

"Sir, the little beast has already gone in."

Zhao Liang suppressed his excitement.

The mysterious man in black robe is a top killer of the secret door. This time, Ling Yun's little beast will definitely not be able to escape.

"Little beast, you not only made me lose face, but also deposed as an elder by Dongzhou Martial Academy. If I don't kill you, I, Zhao Liang, will hate you."

He clenched his fists tightly, and he really hated Ling Yun to the bone.

"It seems that this kid is really hateful."

The mysterious man in black robe glanced at Zhao Liang, with a playful smile on his lips.

He did not hesitate, and walked towards the villa step by step like a ghost.

His footsteps were extremely strange.

Every step he took would leave an afterimage.

In the hall of the villa.

Ling Yun's heart trembled slightly.

His keen intuition told him that there was a crisis approaching.

Creak!

A gust of cold wind blew, and the old wooden door of the hall closed automatically.

Ling Yun stood behind the door, feeling the approaching breath.

This breath was extremely erratic, and it seemed to be there and not there.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid even Wu Zong might not be able to detect it.

However, it was obviously impossible for the other party to hide it from Ling Yun.

One step, two steps, three steps...

The breath outside kept approaching.

Ling Yun was like a statue, frozen there, breathing as low as possible.

After five breaths, the almost inaudible footsteps stopped.

Outside the door, a very faint cold breath surrounded.

If it were someone else, even if they sensed this cold breath, they would not care, thinking it was the cool breeze of the villa.

Ling Yun's eyes became colder and colder.

Very strong.

The sense of crisis brought to him by this person outside was close to Shen Chaoyang.

Even before, Ling Yun didn't care much about Situ Jing.

But he was really afraid of this person outside the door.

However, Ling Yun's expression remained unchanged.

He slowly took out the Fuhuo Pill Powder, wrapped it with spiritual power, and injected it into his left chest.

Then he quickly blocked the area with the Huangquan Talisman.

The semi-finished Fuhuo Pill Powder was extremely poisonous.

Ordinary spiritual power could not block it, but Ling Yun mastered the Huangquan Talisman and was not afraid of it at all.

Then Ling Yun continued to wait quietly.

The mysterious man outside the door also stopped there strangely, and seemed to have no intention of pushing the door.

"Sir..."

He was not in a hurry, but Zhao Liang outside the villa was anxious and seemed to want to say something.

The mysterious man in black robe glanced at him coldly, stretched out his middle finger and put it on his lips, obviously asking Zhao Liang not to speak.

Zhao Liang's heart was awed, and he quickly shut up.

Then, the mysterious man in black robe slowly stretched out his right hand.

When his right hand stretched out from his sleeve, Zhao Liang's pupils shrank sharply, revealing a look of fear.