Kissing the Mad Demon and Cultivating Immortals

Wen Fan calmed down and began to refine the elixir. After more than ten days of refining the elixir, Wen Fan reported to Uncle Song, but there was no sound from Uncle Song. Wen Fan wanted to open the door of the alchemy room, but found the door of the alchemy room was closed. There is also a faint aura shield on it, which looks very inconspicuous. The aura is restrained and does not fluctuate. Wen Fan didn't realize it until now.

Wen Fan tried it, and although this layer of aura was weak, it was very tenacious, like a net, and he couldn't shake it with the method of controlling qi!

Wen Fan frowned. He really wanted to go to the secret realm. First, Doudou's body needed to recover. Second, with the current resources, his aptitude had been raised to the limit. There was no big progress. The slower the speed, now that he has embarked on the road of cultivating immortality, he must want to go to the next level.

That secret realm only opens once in 60 years!

Entering the secret realm is really dangerous for a person of his cultivation level, but he doesn't want to fight for anything when he goes in, he just needs some special spiritual grass seeds, uses the breath restraining technique well, and brings enough pills, so it won't be dangerous... …

But I don't know how to explain this to Uncle Song.

Although Master Uncle said it harshly, Wen Fan could feel that he was afraid that something would happen to him!

Wen Fan thought for a while, and tried several methods, but he still couldn't open the door. The aura was very stubborn and only slightly diminished, which meant that there was no other way.

Wen Fan wanted to use the Thunder Fire Pill he had made before, but the alchemy room was very small, if the house collapsed, he might be buried too.

Wen Fan kept exhausting his physical strength, exhausted his recovery, exhausted his recovery again, and after an unknown amount of time, the door of the alchemy room finally opened.

Wen Fan was already disgraced, broke out of the alchemy room, and before taking a few steps, he saw a tall man in a gray robe and long beard standing in front of him.

"Uncle Song!" Seeing the man, Wen Fan took a breath and bowed his hands. No matter what, Uncle Song is his master!

"The competition inside the sect is over, and the top ten of the sect is settled! I'll throw away your jade card too! Even if you go, you won't get a ranking!..." Uncle Song paused as he spoke, his face paled. It is usually much better, but the lip color is a little blue.

Wen Fan didn't pay much attention to Uncle Song's expression, but he wanted to vomit blood after listening to Uncle Song's words. He didn't know how long it took to open the door, but he didn't expect it to end like this? !

The big competition in the sect starts with the primary selection, and the registered disciples are randomly paired to fight each other. The winners enter the next round, and the process continues until the top ten are ranked.

The last top ten will directly enter the finals to compete with this year's top ten for a ranking battle. Winners will accumulate one point. If there is no tie, the one with the most points will win.

The total time will take about [-] days. Uncle Song has calculated this, right? !

Wouldn't it be too domineering to do so? !Wen Fan looked at Uncle Song with resentment.

"You are going to die now!" Martial Uncle Song said again, speaking a little slowly.

"Uncle Song, thank you for your concern. This time the task has been completed, I'm going out first!" Wen Fan said to Uncle Song, since the competition is over, he can only think of other ways.

I don't know if I can use Lingshi to buy a qualification, or get another jade token...

Hearing that Uncle Song didn't say a word, Wen Fan didn't have the heart to talk to him, turned around and left.

Wen Fan hadn't gone a few steps when he heard a muffled sound. He didn't know when it happened and turned around to look, but it was Uncle Song who fell to the ground with his hands on the ground, his head lowered, his hair covering his face, and he didn't move, just holding on like that Low did not make any sound.

"Uncle Song, what's wrong with you?!" Wen Fan hurried over to help Uncle Song, but he pushed him out. Uncle Song himself tried to get up, but he couldn't help it, and fell to the ground again.

Wen Fan was pushed back a few steps, but he could still see Uncle Song's appearance clearly. His face flickered, his skin bulged, forming black veins, as if something was flowing in the veins, and the surface of the skin rolled with.

Wen Fan was terrified when he saw it, so he got up and went to Uncle Song. Uncle Song wanted to push Wen Fan away again, but he shivered and curled up on the ground, his exposed skin oozing fine sweat.

"Uncle Song, what's wrong with you?" Wen Fan stepped forward and swept over Uncle Song's body with his spiritual sense. Uncle Song's body was entwined with black threads and his meridians were disordered. , entangled and absorbed the aura and vitality in Uncle Song's body.

Wen Fan felt that the black silk might be a kind of qi, because he couldn't recognize what kind of qi it was in Master Song's body, so he tried to use the method of controlling qi, which he used very skillfully in the outside world to deal with those black silk. But he couldn't shake it at all, he input spiritual power into it, and with his current cultivation base, he was sucked dry within a few seconds.

"Uncle Song, how did this happen?! Do you have any medicine to control it, and I can get it for you?" Wen Fan said anxiously. This situation is really weird. He tried all the methods he could use, but none of them worked.

"When your cultivation base is high, do you have any herbs? Not to mention the mysterious level, even the earth level, and the heavenly level. Now the cultivation base is only the sixth level of energy gathering. Entering the secret realm will only kill your life. What else is there if you lose your life? Mo Go, don't imitate those people who are so ambitious..." Uncle Song trembled for a while, the black veins on his skin slowly faded, watching Wen Fan speak these words slowly, his voice was hoarse and weak, as if the next word would be broken Out of general.

"Uncle Song, I know, don't say that, what should we do now?! Uncle Song!" Wen Fan didn't expect Uncle Song to be like this, and he was still persuading him. What he said made his eyes blush for some reason. Still mad at him!

"I have a second-grade high-grade Gumai Pill here. You can give the child a month's worth of it to help him refine it. Although it doesn't have the same miraculous effect as the fourth-grade Xumai Pill, it can also strengthen the meridians. Allowing him to receive the aura from enlightenment can support him to the foundation building stage. During this period, you can find other ways to find medicinal herbs, or you can upgrade to the fourth-level pharmacist yourself, then you can refine it for him... Uncle Song took out a small jade bottle from his bosom with a trembling hand and continued, his face was as white as paper, his body was cold, but beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Uncle Song, I won't go, I really won't go! You don't need to worry about these irrelevant things! What should you do now? Uncle Song, your body..." Wen Fan received the jade bottle that Uncle Song handed him to suck He sniffed and interrupted Uncle Song's words.

"My body is fine...you just need to help me rest for a while, and you just need to figure it out by yourself, the magical secret realm in the world is not limited to the Demon Suppressing Sect!" Uncle Song said word by word.

Wen Fan was not relieved after hearing Uncle Song's words. He could feel that Uncle Song's vitality was declining sharply. Uncle Song's original hair turned white at a visible speed, and wrinkles appeared on his face.

Wen Fan held back his tears and helped Uncle Song to the alchemy room. The temperature here is relatively high and there is a bed to rest on.

Wen Fan originally thought that he had learned a lot and was already very good, but seeing Uncle Song like this, he had no choice but to watch.

"You don't have to worry, it's just a toss every few days..." Uncle Song lay down on the bed in the alchemy room and said with a smile on the corner of Wen Fan's mouth, tears shining.

"Uncle Song, you can't go on like this, you can take a Da Huan Pill first!" Wen Fan felt that Uncle Song had nothing to do, so he gave Uncle Song a first-grade top-grade pill that he had previously refined to nourish the body and heal injuries.

"It's useless. The stronger my vitality is, the more it absorbs. On the contrary, it will be better if I take some poisonous elixirs, but now, my body can no longer withstand the torture of poisonous erysipelas..." Uncle Song shook his head and said, it seemed that another round had started, he was trembling in pain again, his lips trembled, and he was speechless.

"I'll carry you to Mr. Zhangfeng!" Wen Fan didn't quite understand what Uncle Song said, since he had no other choice now, he could only find a powerful person to take a look.

"..." Uncle Song wanted to say something but couldn't speak. Wen Fan took a larger piece of clothing from the storage bag, covered Uncle Song's head and face, carried him on his back, and quickly left Uncle Song's elixir garden.

Wen Fan knew where Zhang Feng lived at Baicao Peak, but he couldn't get in and the journey was too far, so he first went to find Lu Zixi, who was Zhang Feng's big disciple.

"Come with me, get on the spirit boat!" After Wen Fan explained his purpose, Lu Zixi took out his spirit boat, and took Wen Fan and Uncle Song directly to the peak where Zhangfeng was located without wasting any time.

The palm peak of Baicao Peak is a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance and a majestic appearance. After seeing Uncle Song, his expression was solemn.

"Master Zhangfeng, what's wrong with Uncle Song? Is there a way to treat him?" Wen Fan asked Zhangfeng with a salute.

"Brother Shuyu, there is a strange Gu in his body. He must be tortured by the poisonous Gu every once in a while. The poisonous Gu feeds on his body. It is very difficult to deal with, and it is hidden deep in the heart. Exorcism. The poisonous Gu needs to be fed every once in a while. At this time, brother Shuyu is also in the most pain. His cultivation has been dragged from the alchemy stage to the foundation stage. It has become weaker and weaker in the past six months. Now There is no mana at all! I can only temporarily use medicine to make the poisonous Gu fall into a deep sleep. At this time, Brother Shuyu can't control his physical and spiritual power, and he will fall asleep accordingly! Unless the poisonous Gu is expelled, it will wake up, and it won't take long. Brother Yu will be completely sucked dry, and the poisonous Gu will come out to find the next target..." Zhang Feng roughly explained.

"Master Zhangfeng, is there a way to get rid of this poisonous poison? Can Uncle Song seize the house and be reborn?" Wen Fan's heart tightened when he heard Zhangfeng's words. It's because he knows his physical condition...

"This poisonous Gu is called Mind Aperture Exquisite Gu. It has spiritual power marks. Even if you change your body, you will be entangled again by it! To get rid of this poisonous Gu, the person who cast the Gu can only use secret medicine to draw this poisonous Gu out... ...This is the first method... The second method is to kill the person who made the voodoo! Don't think about it, it is brother Shu Yu's great hatred, and his cultivation level is profound!"

"Also, find a poisonous Gu of the opposite sex, and attract that poisonous Gu..."

"The last way is to find a kind of spiritual grass called Jade Soul Grass. It must be more than a thousand years old. After burning, it may attract poisonous Gu to come out..."

"Every method is very difficult! Moreover, this poisonous Gu has already reached the alchemy stage of cultivation, even if it is lured out, it is very difficult to kill it. If you can't kill it, it will still return to Brother Shuyu body!"

As Zhang Feng said, Wen Fan clenched his fists.

"Master Zhangfeng, where can I find the Millennium Jade Soul Grass?" Wen Fan asked Zhangfeng.

"This jade soul herb is hard to see, and the thousand-year-old one is even rarer. I saw a century-old plant when I entered the secret realm 60 years ago, and there was a big blue and white python guarding it..." Zhang Feng glanced at Wen Fan Said.

"Thank you Master Zhangfeng! May I ask when Master Song will wake up after sleeping?" Wen Fan asked Zhangfeng with a salute.

"I can last for one year with the medicine this time! After one year, I can use the medicine for him again, up to three times. His body can't be used up, and the poisonous Gu won't sleep anymore... what I can do That's all, Brother Shuyu let me go here first, there is a formation here to support you! You are a little boy, and it is not in vain that Brother Shuyu kept you for so many months and prevented many disasters for you. Let's go!" Zhang Feng said.

Wen Fan was a little strange when he heard Zhang Feng's back, and seeing that he didn't want to say anything to see off the guests, Wen Fan said goodbye and left, and Lu Zixi followed suit.

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