Broken Night

Chapter Five Hundred and Seventy Seven - Li Huihong

Sickness is a rare thing for cultivators.

Because the cultivator walks the way against the sky, the power of the pattern circulates in the body, and the wind and evil are hard to invade.

Although Lan Mingxin didn't deliberately practice, she was the first to break through the Tiangong Palace, and now she is also a tattoo artist at the one-pattern realm. Logically speaking, it is difficult for her to get sick.

Xu Yan had seen it before, but Lan Mingxin was really just an ordinary evil spirit. If I really want to say it, it can only be said that Lan Mingxin is too ignorant of training, and is devoted to the way of cooking with tattoos, and his body is even weaker than that of ordinary tattoo artists.

And because they are on their way, they must walk among the clouds. Lan Mingxin, who is full of wind and evil, is definitely not suitable for such a hurry, but if they hadn't used [Floating Cloud], they would definitely not be able to make it in time for the appointment.

They are now the walkers of the Yunfu, and every move represents the Yunfu.

If you miss the appointment because of this, it also represents Yunfu's rudeness.

Xu Yan said fiercely, "When Mingxin wakes up, don't rush over."

He took out a pill bottle: "Let her go to Jiutian Yinquan to cleanse her body first. The boy in the dignified Yunfu is actually infected with the cold. If it is spread out, won't people laugh out loud!"

Jin Qianji also took it with a smile: "Is this [Flaming Blood Pill]?"

Xu Yan glanced at him helplessly: "Don't say that name."

That day, Xu Yan used blood to feed the pill, which can be regarded as an improved pill recipe for the [Blood Repellent Pill], but the medicine in it was Xu Yan's blood essence flowing through the power of Heavenly Fire. Even so, that day, the young cultivators who took the pills made by Xu Yan found that their strength had greatly increased, and their bodies had perfectly endured the purification of Jiutian Yinquan, an increase of at least 30%.

Even because of this, the meridians are more tenacious and their potential is greatly increased!

As a result, those people named the medicinal pill that Xu Yan refined as [Flaming Blood Pill].

With Xu Yan's blood, the blood-repelling pill was refined.

Xu Yan looked at the sky: "I'll leave early tomorrow morning."

The next day, Xu Yan looked at Lan Mingxin's condition.

It's just a high fever, but nothing serious.

Xu Yan decocted the medicine and put it aside, leaving Jin Qianji to warm it up, waiting for Lan Mingxin to wake up and take it. Jin Qianji shook his head and said, "Why don't I think you have such a maternal side." Xu Yan glared at him, "Ming Xin and I are brothers and sisters, so naturally I should be concerned about this."

Brother or sister?

Jin Qianji laughed and didn't tease him again: "Go first, we'll catch up soon."

Xu Yan nodded: "I will wait for you in Cangfeng City, and then go to the north after the meeting."

"Yeah." Jin Qianji patted Xu Yan's shoulder: "When I'm not here, be careful of your back. No one will look after your back this time."

Xu Yan snorted: "Then get over here quickly."

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Xu Yan went to Hong Mansion and said goodbye to Hong Xiao. After all, Hong Xiao also gave him guidance.

When it was over, Xu Yan walked to the lonely peak in the Nine Heavens Silver Spring of Hongfu.

When Xu Yan reached the top of the mountain, there was a person standing on the shallow snow.

This person looks haggard, and his beard full of stubble looks like he is ten years old. How can he be full of youthful arrogance? He turned to look at Xu Yan: "You are here."

Xu Yan was silent and did not speak.

Since he is standing here, he is naturally waiting for him to come.

"As the uncle said, even if we want to or not, we must admit that Huihong owes you a debt."

"I, owe you my life."

This person is Hong Zhengchen.

At this moment, although Hong Zhengchen looks bad, his body is full of tattoos, and his body is also at its peak. Because he has already broken through, he is a tattoo artist of the Three Palaces.

Xu Yan shook his head: "I'm very sorry about your brother. But if it wasn't for him, we wouldn't be able to rescue you in time. Even if we can finally develop an elixir, it's possible that you've already died, so it doesn't make any sense."

Hong Zhengchen was silent, remembering the apologetic smile that Hong Zhengyang gave him at the end, and his heart twitched again.

"Got to go?"

"Well, go to Zangfeng City."

"Okay, I'll be optimistic about Jin Qianji and Lan Mingxin."

"thanks."

"you are welcome."

Hong Zhengchen turned to look at the endless scenery below the peak: "This does not mean that I will admit defeat. One day, I will still defeat you."

"Now I am not just me. My brother and my spirit coexist. So when I defeat you, it means that my brother can defeat you too."

Xu Yan rarely quarreled with him.

People even have their relatives dead, why are they still pretending?

"Let's go, remember my uncle's words. Huihong will support you with anything."

"Not because of Yunfu, just because of you."

Hong Zhengchen seemed to have lost interest in speaking. He sat on the edge of the cliff and looked at the scenery below the mountain indifferently.

Xu Yan didn't say anything, after all, Hong Zhengyang was indeed a great man. In terms of talent alone, it is comparable to the monsters of the brothers and sisters that I have seen in Yunfu. It can only be said that heaven is jealous of talents who die like this.

He walked to the edge of the cliff and took a step forward.

A fiery red cloud supported his body, preventing him from falling under the lonely cliff.

"Goodbye." Xu Yan said, and the fiery red cloud drew a red shadow on the horizon and flew towards the south. The fine snow was extra striking under the glow of the red and fiery clouds.

Jin Qianji was feeding Lan Mingxin and drinking medicine in the hut, looking up at the red shadow in the sky. Lan Ming's heart was pale, and he said guiltily, "Brother Qianji, have I become a drag again?" Jin Qianji smiled and said, "What are you talking about?"

"If you really feel guilty, then try to train hard. As a boy in Yunfu, you still need a little self-protection ability. Look at the boy Hu Nian of the second sister."

Lan Ming felt a little aggrieved: "I just don't like training!"

Jin Qianji chuckled: "This time, you won't be able to do it without training. Xu Yan has made a ruthless remark, asking you to enter the Nine Heavens Silver Spring for training. Otherwise, you will be angry."

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At night, fine snow still fell.

The silver light flickered under the moonlight, making it dizzying.

It was just a figure passing by, but it seemed to make the surrounding moonlight suddenly fade away.

The visitor was barefoot, but his black trousers were rolled up to seven points.

And behind the young man, the two also followed.

One person also has the face of a young man, but his expression is indifferent, and his naked head is a puppet. The other is a middle-aged man with a Hexi smile on his face: "Holy Son, where are we going now?"

The leading young man was naturally Xiao Hu.

I saw that he looked up at the moonlight, and a crescent moon appeared in the depths of his eyes. The two moonlights overlapped, replaced by countless thin lines. This is a thin line that is extremely difficult to capture, just like the clouds and fog are forcibly condensed, and it seems that the next moment is about to disperse with the wind.

After a long time, Xiao Hu's eyes returned to normal, but he could see faint sweat on his forehead.

"Go south."

"I'm still short of a handy weapon right now."

The bald-headed youth behind him was startled: "Isn't that [matte] enough?"

Xiao Hu glanced at him: "[No Light] is one of my trump cards, not my best weapon."