In the deepest part of the deep stream, under the gray and treacherous mist, there were three blurred black shadows.

"Woo!"

The gray mist suddenly surged, and a huge black shadow shuttled back and forth in the fog, and a small flower with a strange appearance could be vaguely seen slowly absorbing the cold mist that made the scalp tingle.

"He's fine. Huang Quanjun slowly put down the palm hanging on Ling Zetian's head, and the pale red spiritual power also withdrew into his body.

Yun Fan looked at the zombie face whose face had regained its ruddy color and his breathing had become calmer, and the big stone in his heart finally fell completely.

"Thank you. Yun Fan looked at Huang Quanjun, who looked a little tired, and said sincerely.

"It doesn't have to be that way, there is a word between you and me, I just did what you asked me to do. Huang Quanjun waved his hand, and then glanced at Yun Fan.

"I won't break my word, you say, is there anything you want me to do?" Yun Fan nodded and said.

"Don't worry, we'll talk about it when the flower has completed its final metamorphosis. Huang Quanjun raised his head and looked at the strange little flower that was faint in the mist, with a warm smile on his face.

"The final transformation?" Yun Fan couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this.

"Can this Huangquan Seven Festival Flower still evolve?!" Yun Fan came back to his senses, with an incredible look in his eyes.

"Naturally, otherwise why do you think it's greedily absorbing these sinister mists?" Huang Quanjun said with a smile.

"Shigong didn't seem to tell me that this Huangquan Seven Festival Flower can evolve. Yun Fan couldn't help muttering.

"I guess your master doesn't know the mystery of this Huangquan Seven Festival Flower, even I only knew it after reading countless ancient books. Huang Quanjun sighed softly.

Neither of them noticed that a slight flash of light flashed on the ring in Yun Fan's hand.

"Do you see that this Huangquan Seven Festival Flower has seven bone joints?" Huang Quanjun looked at Yun Fan with a blank look on his face, and said with a smile.

Yun Fan nodded, this should also be the origin of the name of the Huangquan Seven Festival Flower.

"But have you noticed, why does this Huangquan Seven Festival Flower only have four petals?"

Huang Quanjun paused, and then continued: "To be precise, this Huangquan Seven Festival Flower you brought only has four petals. ”

"What do you mean? Could it be that this Huangquan Seven-Festival Flower has more than four petals?" Yun Fan had a look of surprise on his face.

"Who told you that this Huangquan Seven Festival Flower only has four petals?" Huang Quanjun looked at Yun Fan's expression and couldn't help but smile.

Yun Fan was stunned, as if the master had indeed not told him that this Huangquan Seven Festival Flower only had four petals.

"This Huangquan seven-section flower generally only grows in the place where the yin and evil qi is rich to the extreme, and uses the yin and evil qi as nourishment to supply its own needs. ”

"If you are in a place of extreme catastrophic power, it is really possible to grow to the point of seven knots and seven flowers. Huang Quanjun glanced at the small flower swaying in the gloomy mist.

Seven festivals and seven flowers?

"If it really transforms into seven sections and seven flowers, can it be a living dead with flesh and bones?" Yun Fan couldn't help but ask out loud when he heard this

"You can't help but think too much, how can there be such a thing in the world that comes back to life?" Huang Quanjun shook his head.

Yun Fan sneered, in fact, he also knew that this was impossible, so he regretted it as soon as he asked.

"Although it's not the flesh and bones of the living dead, it's almost the same, you know the use of this Yellow Spring Seven Festival Flower, right?" Huang Quanjun looked at him and asked.

"Knowing that it can hold a person's soul in place, keep it from being dissipated, and protect it from death until the seven joints disappear. ”

Yun Fan recalled what his master had said to him, and then nodded.

"Yes, and this time is also related to the number of petals of this Huangquan Seven Node Flower, if the number of petals is more, the slower the time for this bone joint to disappear. ”

"If you grow to the point of seven knots and seven flowers, you can fix a person's soul forever. ”

"As long as you are not attacked, you will protect the person's body and soul until you have a way to save them. ”

Huang Quanjun patiently explained to Yun Fan.

"Isn't it similar to the living dead?" Yun Fan wanted to say vegetative people, but he didn't understand what he meant, so he changed his words.

"Yes, once a person's soul is fixed with the Yellow Spring Seven Flowers, that person will be like a living dead. ”

"Neither born nor old, neither dead nor alive. Huang Quanjun muttered these eight words, his expression stunned.

The living dead? It's like talking about himself.

"Huang Quanjun, have you also gotten a Huangquan Seven Festival Flower before?" Yun Fan looked at the lonely look on Huang Quanjun's face, and couldn't help but move in his heart, and then asked.

"The one I found was only three-petaled, and although it fixed her soul, in the end I couldn't find a cure for her. ”

"In the end, I could only watch as her body and spirit slowly dissipated in front of me, turning into nothingness. ”

Huang Quanjun grabbed his head with one hand with a painful expression, and stretched out into the air with the other trembling, as if he wanted to grab something.

Yun Fan opened his mouth, stopped talking, and finally sighed, did not speak, and he didn't know how to comfort him.

This feeling of watching his loved one die in front of his eyes and being powerless he doesn't understand, doesn't want to understand, and doesn't want to understand.

After a long time, Huang Quanjun's emotions slowly calmed down, but his face seemed to be much older.

"I lost my temper. Huang Quanjun's voice was a little hoarse.

"It's human nature. Yun Fan shook his head.

"Did the Yellow Spring Seven Festival Flower you find also found in this Heavenly Abandoned Deep Stream?" Yun Fan thought for a moment, and then asked.

"Yes, the earth-shattering battle had not yet taken place at that time, and the yin and evil aura in the deep stream of the Heavenly Abandonment was not so strong. ”

"I also went into the deep stream of this day to look for a few cold herbs, and I accidentally found the Huangquan seven-section flower. ”

"I thought I had just found a precious medicinal herb, but I didn't expect it to be used on my wife's body in the end. Huang Quanjun's voice was a little sad.

"Is your wife injured multiple times, or is she poisoned by something that even you can't heal?" Yun Fan couldn't help but ask out loud.

"She had a poison, a poison that I had never even seen. Huang Quanjun said hoarsely.

"That poison is so powerful, even you can't get rid of it?" Yun Fan asked with a frown.

"Not only is it powerful, but there is no one who has been poisoned, except for my wife, who has lasted more than a quarter of an hour, not even the masters of the Spirit Venerable Realm. ”

"If it weren't for my wife's perennial use of the herbs I concocted, her body was almost invulnerable, and I am afraid she would not have survived my return. ”

Huang Quanjun's expression was filled with sadness and remorse, if he hadn't left at that time, maybe this kind of thing wouldn't have happened.

The master of the Spirit Venerable Realm can't last more than a quarter of an hour?

"What kind of poison is this, it can be so terrifying!" Yun Fan couldn't help but feel a little shocked in his heart.

Huang Quanjun raised his head and looked at Yun Fan and said, "Although I can't cure that poison, I know its name." ”

"What's the name?" Yun Fan asked subconsciously.

"Blood-destroying bones. Huang Quanjun muttered.