What does this kid want to do? Xiao Wufu's eyes were full of doubt.

Sitting cross-legged here, it looks like you're completely settled...... Golems of the Ground Tier...... Law...... Could it be ......

"Do you want to use the puppet to forcibly comprehend the power of the law?" Xiao Wufu asked in a low voice.

The puppet's breath is closely connected with Ye Lingyu, if he can project his own will onto the puppet, he may be able to comprehend the law with the help of the puppet.

Ye Lingyu nodded slightly, expressing affirmation, and then stopped talking.

In the comprehension, the most taboo thing is to be disturbed, although Xiao Wufu is troubled, he does not dare to continue to disturb.

Ye Lingyu sat quietly, and he sat for a whole day.

Because of the special nature of the undead soldiers, he can completely synchronize his thoughts to the undead soldiers, and it can be said that the undead soldiers are him, and he is the undead soldiers.

He can't comprehend the law himself, but with the help of the undead, he may have the possibility of comprehension.

A full day has passed, and the expression on Xiao Wufu's face is not only not stretched, but more solemn than a day ago.

With the help of the law of foreign object induction, although it is a feasible method, it is still a bit too hasty for Ye Lingyu.

Through the puppet to understand, after all, it is different from itself, and how difficult it is can be imagined. It is extremely difficult to perceive the laws with one's own body, let alone through puppets.

Now his strength is not enough, if he waits for another hundred years, maybe he will be able to advance to the ground level, and at that time, the speed of perception will definitely increase, as for now...... It's really half the effort.

But this is also inevitable, after all, Ye Lingyu is still young, and if he wants to stay here for hundreds of years, he will not be suitable for anyone else, and he will be anxious. So Xiao Wufu didn't urge him, and waited for him to try. When he failed, he naturally accepted his fate.

Everything is not done quickly, and now he is still young, and what he lacks is his heart. But the mind, with time, can always be tempered.

A purple thunder descended from the sky, approaching the top of Ye Lingyu's head, Xiao Wufu waved his sleeve robe, stretched out his hand to disperse the thunder, and at the same time his eyes fell on Ye Lingyu's arm, which was a cold ice law that could not be resolved before. Xiao Wufu still stretched out his hand and dissipated the law. Then a light curtain was created, enveloping Ye Lingyu in it, and he sat down cross-legged next to him......

Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

In another place in the Heavenly Saint Empire.

In the Imperial City.

The huge palace stands in the center of the imperial city, which is the place that represents the highest power and status of the entire Heavenly Saint Empire - the Heavenly Saint Palace.

Within a mile of the palace, no one dared to approach it. The guards in silver armor would patrol every time they passed a stick of incense, and more than a dozen teams of men and horses patrolled alternately, and the entire palace could be described as impregnable.

In a certain room of the palace, the heart-rending howls were incessant, and many of the maids standing in the door were trembling with fright.

"It hurts...... It hurts...... Ahh......h

On the bed in the room, a man rolled over and over, and several maids who came forward to investigate were even more affected by him

Violently flipped to the ground.

There was the sound of hurried footsteps at the door, and several men wearing high crowns and long-sleeved shirts walked in quickly.

"The prince is awake, hurry up, Master Tie, take a look for the prince. One of them said quickly, making way for the one behind him.

The man known as the "Iron Master" hurriedly stepped forward and fed An Junfeng a pill, and at the same time, spiritual power poured into An Junfeng's body to dissolve the medicinal power.

When the pill was in his stomach, An Junfeng's screams stopped. His eyes became hazy, his face was covered with sweat, and he lay on the bed so softly that he couldn't even open his mouth.

The maids had already retreated, and only a few of the two or three who had come to diagnose them remained.

"Master Tie, what's wrong?" the middle-aged man who spoke up before asked.

After Master Tie finished dissolving the medicinal power, he pressed his fingers on An Junfeng's pulse, and closed his eyes for two or three breaths before reopening them.

"The severe pain was temporarily stopped with pills, but I couldn't do anything about the toxicity of my body. The Iron Master reached out and stroked his beard, letting out a heavy breath.

An Junfeng has been poisoned for a month, and since this month, whenever he is awake, he will feel severe pain on his face. It was a piercing pain that ordinary people couldn't bear at all. In the past month, he has relied on pills to forcibly help him suppress the pain. However, this is only temporary, I am afraid that after a while, even the elixir will be invalid.

"Master Tie, you are the imperial doctor in this palace, is it possible that even you can't do anything?"

Master Tie shook his head and was silent for a moment: "This poison is an extraordinary poison, it has already invaded the prince's internal organs, and the prince will be in pain every day because of it, although I can't bear it, but I can't do anything about it." If the Heavenly Poison was still there, maybe he would be able to find a cure with his Strange Poison Sutra, but now...... Alas......"

Sword Wine Villa and his party, not only the prince was poisoned, but even the heavenly poison also fell, and in addition, Tianwu was even more lost. This sortie can be described as a heavy loss.

These are still secondary, and the more important thing is to completely turn his face with the Xiao family, and even force out a heaven-level enemy. Now the entire royal family is in danger, for fear that the heavenly steps will come to the door, and before a month, all the prohibitions of the royal family have been opened, and idle people are not allowed to approach.

An Junfeng gradually regained some consciousness, and the severe pain was suppressed by the effect of the elixir, but his face was still pale.

His hand was slightly close to the right side of his face, but he didn't dare reach out to touch it. Because at this moment, a large part of his right face is only white bones, and his flesh and blood are lost. And with the spread of toxicity in the body, the carrion on the face is still spreading outward.

"My face...... What's wrong with my face......" His pale lips closed slightly, his voice hoarse.

"Prince......" Master Tie saw that he was awake and hurriedly greeted.

"Iron Master...... What's wrong with my face......"

"Uh...... The prince doesn't have to worry about it, Tie will definitely do his best to expel the poison for the prince. ”

He said that he was detoxifying, but he didn't say that he could treat the injury on An Junfeng's face. Because he knew in his heart that with this kind of injury, even if the poison was removed, it would be impossible to recover. To recover from such an injury, unless

A spirit like the Ghost Grass.

However, the Ghost Grass has long been extinct, and it is absolutely impossible to reappear in the world.

"Iron Master...... Handful...... Bring me the bronze mirror......" An Junfeng's voice trembled.

"Prince, this ...... The prince is handsome and chic, why bother looking at the bronze mirror again. The treatment continues, and when the prince is cured, it is not too late to appreciate his handsomeness. The Iron Master sneered and his tone was a little wavering.

Even if you look at it with a bronze mirror, what you see is a terrifying face that does not look like a human or a ghost. If he learned that he had become like this, An Junfeng would definitely have a disturbed mind, which would inevitably cause the toxicity to spread further. Even if it was for his good, Master Iron would definitely not bring the bronze mirror.

Of course, An Junfeng could also hear the meaning of this, but he just lay on the bed with blank eyes, staring at the dome.

"The prince doesn't have to be so indifferent, the old man heard that a ghost grass appeared in Sai'an City some time ago, and he has already sent someone to track it down, I believe it won't be long before there will be results. With the Ghost Grass, the prince will definitely return to his original state. ”

"Ghost Grass...... There really is a ghost grass ......" An Junfeng's eyes flashed and turned his head.

"The news is undoubted, please rest assured, it won't be long before the ghost grass will be delivered to the prince. ”

"Good...... Ghost Grass ...... Great, I can recover ......" An Junfeng had a rare smile on his face for a month, "Bring me back, send everyone out for me, and bring me back at all costs." ”

"Yes, the old slave commands. The middle-aged man bowed, "The toxicity has been suppressed, and the prince is asked to recuperate in peace, and Master Tie and I will retire for the time being." ”

The middle-aged man pulled the Iron Master and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" An Junfeng suddenly shouted from behind.

"What else does the prince command?" the Iron Master and the middle-aged man stopped and bowed slowly.

"Iron Master...... You tell me the truth, my poisonous ...... Is there any salvation......"

"If you go back to the prince, Tie will definitely do his best......"

"I'm not asking you if you don't do your best, I'm asking you if I'm still saved!" An Junfeng said excitedly, and half sat up, but his body was weak and he fell back.

"Prince!" The two were shocked, and immediately went up to support An Junfeng.

"Iron Master...... Please tell me the truth, my poisonous ...... Is there no solution anymore?" An Junfeng knows the condition of his body better than anyone else. His physical condition is getting worse every day, and these doctors who come to treat him are just helping him suppress the toxicity, who has not patted his chest to ensure that he can be cured.

There are some things, even if he is delirious most of the time, but he sees them.

Master Tie was silent for a long time, looking at each other with the middle-aged man next to him. The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, a trace of struggle flashed on his face, and then nodded slightly. After getting his approval, Master Tie slowly spoke: "If the prince wants to ask, Tie will never dare to hide it." In fact...... As far as Tie's medical skills are concerned, it is necessary to detoxify...... Difficult. ”

Master Iron is the premier physician in the entire royal family, and even he is difficult to say, so people can imagine it. If there is anyone else in this world who can detoxify, I'm afraid

There are only people from the Bai family. But there is only one person left in the Bai family, and this person is still the one who poisoned him, which can be described as self-inflicted.

An Junfeng has regretted countless times in the past month, if he hadn't made a move on the Bai family at the beginning, maybe he wouldn't have fallen to the point where he is now. But at the same time, he also hated, he couldn't wait to cut Bai Ze with a thousand knives, and he couldn't wait to cut Ye Lingyu and Hongchen with a thousand knives.

I got the news before that Bai Ze and the others were still staying in Jianjiu Villa, but there was a red dust knife guarding them, and no one dared to provoke them. No matter how much An Junfeng hates them, there is nothing he can do.

"Master Tie, you said it was difficult, but you didn't say that there was no solution...... Does that mean that there is still a cure for the poison in my body?" An Junfeng's voice was like a mosquito and a fly, faint to the extreme.

"This ...... But there is a way to solve it......" Master Tie hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke, "There are many strange things in the world, and the one that can cure the poison of the prince, as far as Tie knows, there is also one thing - Purple Wood Moteng!"

When the four words Zimu Moteng were spoken, not only An Junfeng was stunned, but even the middle-aged man next to him was breathless.

"Purple Wood Demon Teng...... Isn't what Master Tie is talking about the long-extinct Purple Wood Demon Teng?" the middle-aged man's voice trembled.

"Yes, the detoxification effect of Zimu Moteng is good, and with Shang Tie's medical skills, it is not a problem to solve the poison on the prince's body. ”

"Yes...... But isn't the purple wood demon teng only found in places overflowing with demonic energy, since the demon race has become extinct, this kind of rare herbs have also been completely extinct from the world. ”

"I also know this, it's just to solve the poison of the prince, and Tie can only think of this way. Master Tie said, also a little weak-hearted.

When the demons crisscrossed the continent, there were countless kinds of strange flowers and plants, but since the demons disappeared, many precious herbs have also disappeared, and this purple wood Moteng is one of them. Finding this kind of thing is tantamount to climbing to the sky. Even the Iron Master himself, who said this method, did not hold out much hope.

"Purple Wood Demon Teng...... Hehe...... Purple Wood Magician ...... It seems that my life is over. An Junfeng seemed to be smiling and muttering to himself.

After struggling for so long, in the end, he needed Purple Wood Moteng. Telling him the news of Purple Wood Moteng is no different from telling him that there is no cure.

"Prince, don't get excited. Calm your mind first, otherwise the spread of poison gas will be accelerated. ”

"Aren't you excited? I'm already going to die, how can I not be excited!" An Junfeng roared angrily, waved his hand and threw all the bedding pillows on the bed to the ground, his face turned a little pale in an instant. Suddenly, my chest was hot, and I couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood.

"Prince, Prince, Purple Wood Moteng, I'll have someone find it, don't get excited. The middle-aged man hurriedly went up to support him, and comforted him repeatedly, "I immediately order, order all the city-states in the Heavenly Saint Country, and find things at any cost." ”

As he spoke, he hurriedly helped An Junfeng wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth.

Just this time, in the room where there were only three people, there was a sudden fluctuation of spiritual power. Then a gloomy and old voice sounded: "You want Zimu Moteng, maybe I have." ”

(End of chapter)