"Let's go."

Yang Yifan didn't care about Wang Yu's shocked eyes, and he didn't even look at the two Ten Thousand Poison Sect cultivators, he gently spit out two words, and walked towards the valley.

For him, it's just two little minions of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, if you kill it, you can kill it, what can you do?

In Yanjing, there are only four chairmen of the Cultivators Association, and Yang Yifan has offended four chairmen!

Even when the young master of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect revealed his identity before his death, Yang Yifan still had no mercy on his subordinates?

Although Yang Yifan's current strength is not extremely strong, and he can't fight against a behemoth like the Cultivator Association or the Ten Thousand Poison Sect on his own, let him pretend to be a turtle bastard when something happens, sorry, impossible!

If you can't beat it, you will know when you hit it, what will be the result, and you will know until you have done it!

These two people are so arrogant, and they are even more ready to ask for Yang Yifan's life, in this case, can he run away in disgrace?

If he can't beat these two people, it's just that, just leave, then the hero doesn't suffer the loss in front of him, that is called forbearance.

But obviously he has the strength to kill these two people, if he is frightened by the momentum of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, what is it called?

That's called a coward, a soft egg, a shrunken turtle!

If Yang Yifan was this kind of person, he would not have made a feud with the Ten Thousand Poisons Gate in order to save Xiyu, and he would not have saved Chu Yun and the others because he couldn't get used to the shameless style of the four chairmen!

Cultivating the Tao is the way to become stronger, and cultivating is the way to reach the heart.

If you are still alive in the world as a monk and don't even dare to kill people with a sword, you still have a?!

Therefore, knowing that it was unwise to go against the Ten Thousand Poison Gate now, Yang Yifan still did not choose to be this soft egg, but chose to pick up the sword in his hand and slash it with a sword!

Maybe after this incident is exposed, some people will call him stupid and scold him for not knowing how to advance or retreat.

But so what?

Yang Yifan entered the Tao and cultivated himself, only seeking to move forward, protect the safety and joy of relatives and friends, and kill all the people who deserve to die.

And this firm Dao heart, in Wang Yu's eyes, has become a thick mystery and magnificent domineering!

Wang Yu didn't know Yang Yifan's origin.

But his intuition told him that even if Yang Yifan didn't have an amazing background, he must be bold!

Just now, Yang Yifan's sword, that glance, and that sentence seemed to open Wang Yu's heart, and this young man suddenly understood a lot of things.

At this moment, Wang Yu felt infinitely ashamed of the disappointed thought he had just had.

How could I have that kind of thought?

At the moment of the great enemy, what he actually wants to escape is?

If that's the case, then why do you want to get stronger? How do you get stronger?

Knowing that you can't do it but not doing it, that's a wise man.

If you know you can't do it, that's a monk!

Suddenly, Wang Yu found that in the face of some things, life is really not so important.

With his chest high and his head raised, Wang Yu followed behind Yang Yifan and stepped into the valley.

At this time, in his eyes, Yang Yifan's back is so mysterious and tall, like an impenetrable ocean, no one knows how many secrets it has.

"Rustling ......"

When you step into the valley, you will no longer step on hard rocks, but on sand-like ground, and every step you take will make a subtle sound.

And entering this valley, the yin qi in the air became even stronger, and Rao is Yang Yifan felt a cold and piercing feeling, not to mention that Wang Yu at this time was already pale, and he could only barely resist by releasing his true qi.

"If you can't stand the yin energy here, you can go outside and wait for me."

Yang Yifan didn't look back, but as if he saw Wang Yu's pale face, he opened his mouth quietly.

To be honest, having a Wang Yu by his side really didn't help Yang Yifan, on the contrary, he had to devote his energy to take care of the latter when looking for the blood vines, which was even more troublesome.

However, the happy thing is that by just killing two Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples, Yang Yifan suddenly discovered that the Soul Imperial Divine Sword, a divine sword that specializes in restraining all obscure things, can also play a great role in cultivating Yin Qi cultivators, if it weren't for this, I'm afraid that the sword just now would not be able to achieve the effect of killing two people in an instant.

And this point is the most practical for Yang Yifan, in this extremely yin land, his strength is stronger.

This also means that as long as there are blood vines here, the chances of him being able to snatch it are even greater.

However, judging from the current situation, this valley should have been contracted by the people of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, so Yang Yifan had not met other monks for so long, but this was not a bad thing for Yang Yifan, at least, he had relatively fewer enemies to face.

"No need, senior, I can hold on." Although Wang Yu was stabbed by the yin qi, his face was a little more resolute and refused to leave.

His instinct told him that even though it was hard in this place of extreme yin, he should also persevere.

And in fact, Wang Yu didn't know that although the yin qi in the Extreme Yin Land was very harmful to the human body, he had already temporarily ignored this kind of damage after taking the Soul Attracting Grass, although he was now very uncomfortable being stimulated by the Yin Qi, but this was a kind of training for him, the longer he supported it, the stronger his own strength and Dao Heart became.

The yin winds blowing in this valley are actually whetstones for him, helping him wash away the lead and transform into a strong man.

Yang Yifan had known this for a long time, but he didn't say it.

It's not that Yang Yifan deliberately cheated Wang Yu and didn't want him to become stronger, but some opportunities were destined to be grasped by himself, and Yang Yifan had no obligation to remind him, so he could only rely on his own understanding.

Nodding slightly, Yang Yifan didn't say anything.

He looked around and began to search for the blood vines.

When you enter here, you will know that there are two worlds inside and outside the valley.

Although this is the land of extreme yin, its yin qi is more intense and violent than the outside world, correspondingly, the yin qi here is also more refined!

In an environment with such pure yin energy, some natural treasures naturally came into being.

In addition to extremely rare medicinal herbs such as blood vines and ghost baby fruits, artifact species such as grimace flowers and devil trees that can grow in the land of extreme yin abound here.

And the soul attraction grass, which is a little rare outside, grows in patches here, like ordinary grass.

Although the existence of Soul Attracting Grass can be regarded as a medicinal material, because of its single effect, it is actually not well known to outsiders, so it can be said that no one in the world knows the efficacy of this thing except Yang Yifan, who has a divine doctor's treasure book.

After all, no matter which monk it is, he will definitely not run to the extreme yin land to graze with idle eggs.

Therefore, seeing so many soul-attracting grasses, Yang Yifan's eyes slowly lit up.

Although one or two soul-attracting herbs are not of much use, if there are many of them, they are still very useful, for example, there is an ancient magical pill recorded in the Divine Doctor's Treasure Book, and the main medicine of its refining is the soul-attracting grass......

(End of chapter)