Of course, Qin Yun knows his own situation best.

In the sword duel with Iga Feng, he forcibly urged the Jiuyang Divine Skill to stimulate his potential and exert his power beyond the realm, so he paid a high price, and was even injured by the opponent's sword qi to the internal organs and meridians, and ten percent of his strength went to ** Cheng.

Later, it was completely relied on the power of the fire spirit jade to complete the reversal unexpectedly, although he killed Iga Kaede, but the injury became more and more serious, and he was not the opponent of the two Iga swordsmen at all.

If it weren't for Yu Xuanji's timely appearance to intercept it, he would probably be a corpse on the ground now.

Therefore, Qin Yun's gratitude is sincere.

Yu Xuanji nodded, a little warmth appeared in his cold eyes, and said: "You are not lightly injured, let's go and heal first, with me here, no one can embarrass you!"

Qin Yun could hear the meaning of maintenance in her words, and was about to thank him again, when Yu Xuanji suddenly waved the dust whisk in his hand, and a wisp of invisible energy suddenly hit his chest in the air!

Qin Yun's body stiffened suddenly, and he felt as if his chest had been gently slapped by a palm, and a pure and incomparably thick force poured into the meridians through the big acupoints in his chest, instantly affecting his internal organs.

The injured part of the internal organs seemed to have been soaked with water, and the hot pain suddenly disappeared, and it was much more comfortable.

He only felt an itch in his throat, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and spit out a few mouthfuls of black blood!

As soon as the blood came out, Qin Yun's whole person was much more relaxed, and his originally pale face also regained a bit of blood.

He exhaled a long breath, bowed again, and said, "Thank you, senior!"

In gratitude. Qin Yun was also shocked by the strength displayed by Yu Xuanji, the other party just moved his fingers lightly, and immediately recovered half of his injuries, which was simply a miraculous skill.

Yu Xuanji smiled faintly, and his body disappeared from the spot without a trace in an instant.

Only a faint scent left in the air seemed to prove that she had been here.

After Yu Xuanji left, Fang Feicheng rushed over, stretched out his hand to support Qin Yun and asked with concern, "Senior brother, are you okay?" It was really good just now, fortunately there was a fish master who made a move. Otherwise, if something happens, I don't know how to explain it to the sect!"

"It's okay" Qin Yun shook his head and said, "Senior brother, please help me get my sword back." ”

His sword of rage had fallen somewhere nearby.

At this time, the fire in the surrounding woods had gradually been extinguished, and the two Iga swordsmen picked up Iga Kaede's body one by one, one left and one right, and walked towards the outside of the valley step by step.

One of them looked back at Qin Yun with an indescribable resentment in his eyes!

Fang Feicheng retrieved Qin Yun's Fucang Sword, and just happened to see the other party's eyes, he immediately lowered his face and said, "It's really something that doesn't know whether it's dead or alive!" But junior brother, you have to be careful in the future, the Iga Sword Sect is estimated to not give up." Maybe some sinister means will be used to come out. ”

Qin Yun held the sword in his hand and said with a smile: "Let them let the horses come." Let's see who Yan Yun is in the world!"

Fang Feicheng laughed: "Of course, when has our Heavenly City Sword Sect ever been afraid of others!"

He patted Qin Yun on the shoulder vigorously and said, "Let's go, let's go to see His Highness together, this time you have made a great contribution, if you have any requirements, just tell Your Highness, don't miss this opportunity!"

Although this duel is a contest between Qin Yun and Yi He Feng, it is actually a contest between Yan Lingyun and Yan Chaozong.

So Qin Yun's victory is also Yan Lingyun's victory!

Fang Feicheng's words were half joking, half serious. Qin Yun didn't care either.

At this time, Yan Lingyun also rushed over.

The first thing he did when he appeared in front of Qin Yun was to hand Qin Yun a white jade porcelain bottle: "Senior brother, this is our Royal Imperial Nine Flowers Spirit Dew Pill, it has a miraculous effect on the treatment of internal injuries, you take it quickly!"

As a kind of superb elixir, the Nine Flowers Spirit Dew Pill is very famous in the vast Kyushu. It is made of the essence of nine kinds of spirit flowers and the ice dew on the top of the snowy mountain, which is very rare and rare.

Any martial artist who possesses the Nine Flowers Spirit Dew Pill will regard it as a treasure to protect one's life and never use it.

Of course, Qin Yun had heard the name of the Nine Flowers Spirit Dew Pill. He didn't politely take the medicine bottle, unscrewed the cork, poured out a fragrant snow-white pill and swallowed it.

The pill melted in his mouth, a line of spiritual fluid went straight into his abdomen, and the medicinal power spread out in his body between breaths, allowing Qin Yun to recover nearly half of his injuries and greatly improve again, the churning qi and blood completely calmed down, and even the depleted true qi began to operate on its own.

He secretly sighed in his heart and handed the white jade porcelain bottle back to Yan Lingyun.

Although the elixir is good, you can't take too much, otherwise once you develop the habit of dependence, it will not be helpful to your cultivation.

"Senior brother, you can keep it, I still have it!" Yan Lingyun smiled: "Let's go, let's go back to the house!"

With the departure of Yan Lingyun, Qin Yun and others, this sensational duel that shook the entire Yanjing finally came to an end, and the genius swordsman Iga Feng from the Iga Sword Sect in Xiaoyingzhou was defeated by Qin Yun and died, and Qin Yun became famous!

After leaving Wuthering Valley, the carriage carrying Qin Yun did not return to the royal manor, but went directly back to the imperial capital to Yan Lingyun's mansion in Dongcheng.

Yan Lingyun's mansion is not very large, but as the residence of the royal family, it is close to the palace and the central prosperous avenue, and the geographical location is extremely superior, and it is surrounded by princes and ministers, dignitaries and dignitaries.

The expansive courtyard looks quite old, and the carriage drives through the open gate until it stops at the front of the main hall.

Luxury is secondary, and the palace is heavily guarded and extremely safe, and it is also the most suitable for healing and recuperation.

Under Yan Lingyun's personal arrangement, Qin Yun lived in the best suite in the palace, but he politely refused the former to find a qi refiner for himself to help heal his injuries, and he retreated alone in the ashram.

Although with the help of Yu Xuanji and Jiuhua Linglu Pill, Qin Yun's internal injuries were far from being able to heal quickly, and with the loss of Jiuyang Flame, the trouble he faced was not small at all.

Time passed silently, from day to night.

In the dark quiet room, Qin Yun's luck with his upper body on his upper body was at a critical moment.

He is running the third layer of the Jiuyang Divine Skill, the profundity of the third layer of the Mental Method far exceeds the first two layers, even if there is the foundation of the Jiuyang Xuangong, it is still difficult to cultivate, and there has never been a breakthrough.

However, in this life-and-death duel, Qin Yun forcibly used the third layer of the mental method at a critical moment, although it almost caused the collapse of the Jiuyang Flame, but he found the inspiration and key to the breakthrough.

The true qi in the Qi Sea Dantian flows rapidly in the meridians, penetrating every meridian and every acupuncture point of the body, and the trickle converges into a river, completing the Zhoutian cycle over and over again, constantly nourishing and strengthening the Jiuyang fire.

After a day of cultivation, Qin Yun's true qi had recovered to ninety percent, and the Nine Yang Flame, which had been dim and shrunk into beads, was also rejuvenated, swirling in the dantian to emit a scorching aura.

But Qin Yun was obviously not satisfied with this, he was still continuously injecting true qi into the Jiuyang Flame and the spiritual power he had absorbed from the Fire Spirit Jade, causing the Jiuyang Flame to begin to swell after holding too much power!

This was originally extremely dangerous, because once the Jiuyang Flame got out of control, it would cause devastating damage to Qin Yun's dantian, and the flame power emitted by the fire alone would be unbearable.

However, under the suppression and control of the third layer of the Jiuyang Divine Skill, the Jiuyang Flame has never been able to break through the limit, and the power injected into it has been continuously compressed and condensed, and finally it has become an incomparably pure Yang Fire source force.

The flame emitted by the fire was quickly taken away by the circulating innate true qi, from the inside to the outside directly to the muscle epidermal membrane, so that the temperature of the entire quiet room continued to rise, and in the end, it simply became a furnace-like existence.

After another full hour, Qin Yun finally successfully completed the cultivation of the third layer of the Jiuyang Divine Skill, breaking through the previous bottlenecks and obstacles, and the process turned out to be surprisingly smooth.

This can be regarded as breaking and then standing, if the Jiuyang Fire is not forcibly consumed by the origin, where can the process of completing a Nirvana reshaping be so quick and simple, just the power of the Yang Fire is a big problem.

Since the Jiuyang Divine Skill itself has the ability to heal injuries, while the fire is re-condensed and perfect, Qin Yun's internal organs are basically recovered under the warmth of True Qi, and it only takes two or three days of rest to heal completely, leaving no future troubles.

He slowly opened his eyes, feeling the surging true qi in his body retreat from his blood veins and bones like a great tide, retreating to the Qi Sea Dantian to lie dormant again, and couldn't help but exhale a breath of turbidity.

Jiuyang Shengong is worthy of being the supreme heart method of Taoism, and the Gongshen Creation is incomparably wonderful, he has only cultivated to the third level, and he already has incredible power.

However, Qin Yun also knew in his heart that with his current strength, cultivating to the peak of the third layer was also the limit, and if he wanted to make a further breakthrough, he probably needed to find a suitable evil fire to assist.

Of course, there is no need to be in such a hurry at the moment, and the search for the fire is not something that can be done in a day or two.

He stood up from the floor, only to find that there was an extra layer of greasy substance on his body's skin, which was emitting an unpleasant smell, all of which were impurities forced out after refining his body with real fire.

Qin Yun couldn't help but shake his head, left the quiet room directly, went to the bathroom next to him and took a hot bath, and then changed into a set of clean clothes before coming out.

When he appeared in the living room, a maid who was waiting there immediately bowed down and said, "Childe, Your Highness invites you to dine in the banquet hall after leaving the customs, and he has prepared a celebratory feast for you in the evening." ”

Qin Yun nodded and said, "Okay, then you can take me over!"