Two days later, the sky had just darkened, and there was still a ribbon shining in the west with the remnant sun, blood red and blood-red. At the foot of Lingji Mountain, there was a young man in white, accompanied by the blood-colored remnant sun, to the gate of the mountain.

He had a gray-brown long sword hanging from his waist, the sword was one and a half meters long, the scabbard was smooth, and there was no pattern and writing. His face was haggard, his eyes were mixed with a little tiredness, and he bent down slightly, as if to hide the severe pain coming from his waist, and he walked a little strugglingly.

Xu Feiyang took out the identity token, and a little above the sect formation, a human-shaped cave door appeared on it, and the talisman of the identity token was activated with the true yuan, and flew directly to the top of the mountain.

This time I came back without alarming anyone, and went back to the cave to start retreat, after all, there is still more than half a month to go to the sect Dabi, and now I urgently need to go back to heal the wound on my waist.

In the past two days, he found that the wound had expanded a little, and the silver filaments on the wound were becoming more and more active, and there was a tendency to spread further. What frightened him even more was that the skin and flesh interspersed with silver threads had already shown signs of decay, and if it continued for a long time, he would have died here.

In this way, Xu Feiyang began to immerse himself in a state of healing.

The next day, he found that no matter what means he used, he could not dispel the wounds, and even if he had cut the carrion with his blade, the silver threads continued to soak into the new flesh as if they were part of his own flesh, much to his distress.

"I have to go find my senior brother and see if he has any good ideas, otherwise if it goes on like this, not to mention Dabi, I'm afraid it won't take long, and I'm afraid this little life will be difficult to protect." Xu Feiyang secretly complained in his heart, he never thought that this little injury would be so difficult, you must know that he took a Shui Ming Pill, but it still had no effect.

When he came to Tang Ming's cave, Xu Feiyang found that his senior brother had hung up the avoidance card, thinking that he had broken through the realm in retreat, and remembered that the senior brother had said last time that after the seal disappeared, he could no longer suppress the realm, and could only choose to break through to the out-of-body realm.

Looking at the closed door of the cave, Xu Feiyang only hoped that his senior brother could break through smoothly, after all, in this sect, there were only a few people who were really good to him.

The master is in retreat, the senior brother is in retreat, and the rest of the people cannot be trusted, but the injuries on their bodies are urgent. Xu Feiyang looked up at the misty shadows of the trees in the distance, his face was full of sadness, feeling like those duckweed things without roots, how small and helpless he was at this time.

Just as he was about to go back, he suddenly remembered that Uncle Muyun, who he had met in the Huayang Mountains, seemed to be in the seventh-floor warehouse, and he looked amiable at that time, plus he and his master were righteous brothers, and the senior brother also looked like he had no reservations about him, so he thought he was a credible person.

After hesitating slightly, he felt that there was really no better way now, so he could only go to ask Uncle Mu Yun for help, maybe he could find a way to get rid of the injury, after all, the other party, as a strong person in the Dancheng Realm, was far from being comparable to his own small Mortal Refining Realm.

Xu Feiyang came to the warehouse of the seven-story cave mansion and saw that the cave mansion was closed. Standing in place and hesitating, I don't know what this Uncle Muyun is like, I am not familiar with him after all, I am afraid that disturbing for no reason will make the other party unhappy.

Just as Xu Feiyang was hesitating, the door of the warehouse opened automatically, and a kind and majestic voice sounded inside.

"Master Xu, if you have something to do, come in. Mu Yun's voice came from the cave.

When Xu Feiyang heard this, he knew that the other party had discovered his embarrassment, so he took the initiative to summon him, and he couldn't help but improve his feelings about this uncle a lot.

"My nephew and nephew meet Uncle Mu. As soon as Xu Feiyang entered the cave, he took the initiative to bow and salute.

"Hmm. As soon as the Huayang Mountains were farewell, I wanted to chat with you, but it was a pity to hear that my nephew had gone out to travel again. Mu Yun sat on a recliner and said lovingly.

Xu Feiyang looked at the old man with gray hair, and saw that the three or five deep ravines stretched across the entire forehead, and the swarthy skin looked a little soft. A pair of wide palms looked a little loose and yellow, and the thin figure was also skinny, and the body sometimes exuded an unsettling dead air, which was obviously the appearance of Shou Yuan.

Only the embarrassed eyes sometimes flashed with a glimmer of essence, indicating that this old man in his last years was still a senior master of the Dancheng Realm.

"Uncle Shi, forgive me, my nephew had to leave the sect because he was looking for a blind spiritual material, and he only returned yesterday. I don't know what Uncle Shi will explain?" Xu Feiyang bowed and said.

"Well, young people should go out more often to have a chance. The old man didn't have anything to explain, but your incompetent master asked me to take care of you a little more before the retreat, and give more guidance on the cultivation matter. Mu Yun waved his hand and said kindly.

When Xu Feiyang heard this, he felt warm in his heart, and was slightly moved, and he hugged his fists again and said: "I'm tired of my uncle, my nephew has indeed encountered some difficult things, but I can't solve them by myself, and I want to ask my uncle for help." ”

"Oh, what's the matter with my nephew, just ask. I saw that you were hesitant at the door just now, I'm afraid it has something to do with it, right?" Mu Yun asked with a little confusion.

"Uncle Mingjian, that's true. Xu Feiyang said, and he didn't hesitate, but the injury of the wound was really a piece of his heart.

He opened his clothes, revealing the sword wound on his abdomen, only to see that the flesh on both sides of the wound had rotted, and the more than ten silver threads on it were rolling and interspersing among the flesh, and there was a palpitating aura.

"Uncle, my nephew was unfortunately attacked by someone this time, and was stabbed in the abdomen by a strange sword, my nephew tried his best, but he couldn't disperse these few silver filaments no matter what, and the silver filaments continued to increase, causing the wound to continue to spread, and even the surrounding skin and flesh began to rot. I also asked my uncle to help check the reason. Xu Feiyang sighed faintly, pointing to the wound with some helplessness and sadness, and told the story.

Mu Yun looked at Xu Feiyang's wound, and saw that the strands of silver were like living creatures, still running into the flesh and tearing the wound. He let go of his divine sense and couldn't help frowning.

The fact that his divine consciousness would be swallowed by this qi thread made him feel shocked, and he suddenly remembered a legend, and a surprised voice blurted out: "Heavenly Killing Qi."

Mu Yun immediately stood up, grabbed Xu Feiyang's arm with both hands, and poured a stream of spiritual power, following Xu Feiyang's meridians straight into the abdominal wound, he only felt that after the spiritual power entered the wound attachment, it would dissipate for no reason, which made his face extremely gloomy.

"Senior nephew, tell me the truth, how did this wound come about?" Mu Yun asked with a heavy face.

When Xu Feiyang saw that even the Venerable Dan Cheng was so solemn, he told him about it, but he didn't have time to explain the matter of this sword in his hand.

"The second-order silk armor can't stop Fenhao, or it was successfully attacked by ordinary people! It seems to be true. Mu Yun muttered to himself, looked at Xu Feiyang a little helplessly, and said:

"Senior nephew, I want to say that your luck is good, or is it not good? This silver thread is the legendary Heavenly Killing Qi, and it is rumored that only the treasures refined from the primordial stones transformed by the beginning of heaven and earth have a unique aura. ”

"This treasure is rumored to be only able to be refined by monks above the Divine Infant Realm, and according to the sword that the master and nephew said, it should also contain such a material, so it has this kind of heavenly killing aura. This heavenly killing qi can only be gradually refined through the guidance of the bloodline, injected into the dantian, and fused into the blood. Once the refining is taken for oneself, in the future against the enemy, there will be this heavenly killing qi silk, invincible, this is the good side of luck. ”

"However, the pain and difficulty of refining the Heavenly Killing Qi are very bearable. There is no shortage of powerful people in the cultivation realm who once tried the Fa, but no one survived. It is said that during the refining process, the human skin will crack, and the flesh and blood will roll and smelt again, which is extremely painful, and those who are not a little determined will lose their consciousness and eventually fall unfortunately. ”

"And the most dangerous thing is whether the bones, heart, and meridians of the human body can withstand the tearing of the air filaments, if the meridians are bursting, the bones are broken, or the heart is bursting, which will lead to the fall on the spot. In addition, this Heavenly Killing Qi Silk cannot be pulled out. Mu Yun muttered a lot, which made Xu Feiyang more and more frightened when he heard it.

After a pause, Mu Yun said again: "My master's nephew's physical strength is easy for ordinary people, I'm afraid that there was a chance." This may also be the key to the nephew's ability to refine this heavenly killing qi silk. ”

Xu Feiyang's heart trembled, and sure enough, he was discovered. However, he knew that there was no such thing as a body refining technique in this cultivation realm, even if this Uncle Mu Yun wanted to break his head, he was afraid that he would not be able to guess that Xu Feiyang's cultivation method had a body refining effect.

Xu Feiyang's face was as usual, but the new one was extremely bitter. Shaking his head, he still said with a wry smile: "My nephew has had some chances. But Uncle Shi, can't even the means of Dan Chengjing be eliminated?"

"Master and nephew, it's not that the old man cherishes his life, it's really impossible to get rid of it. This heavenly killing qi can devour the soul and devour the spiritual power, but it can only be refined and hidden in flesh and blood. Mu Yun also said with a faint sigh.

"Thank you Uncle for your advice. Xu Feiyang said with some frustration.

"Well, although the old man can't help you get rid of the heavenly killing qi, but when he traveled abroad, he knew how to refine the law, and I thought that this law would not be useful in this life, but now it can be taught to my master and nephew. Whether or not it can succeed can only depend on the nephew's own ideas. ”

Mu Yun said with some regret on his face, and then pressed a piece of spiritual jade to his forehead, and the mana worked, only to see wisps of light emanating from the spiritual jade, and after a few breaths, it was dull.

Mu Yun handed the spirit jade to Xu Feiyang, sighed and said: "This is the burning refining method, you take it back for details, whether it is refined or not, it depends on your own." ”

Xu Feiyang stretched out his hand to take the spirit jade, bowed down and left with a dejected expression, and did not say anything more.

Looking at Xu Feiyang's sad back when he left, Mu Yun frowned. Originally, he and his eldest brother Mu Qiang were quite optimistic about this nephew, at least judging from the performance of Huayang Mountain Range, this son is not only talented and powerful, but also a person who values love and righteousness. If you can cultivate it well, I am afraid that the future will be immeasurable. It's just a pity that there will be such a catastrophe.

In Mu Yun's opinion, this kind of heavenly killing qi that could not be eliminated after the attempts of countless predecessors and masters, with only Xu Feiyang, a cultivator in the mortal realm, I am afraid that it will not be able to refine, maybe the fall is the only way out. This is also the reason why Xu Feiyang didn't say a word before leaving.

No matter what he says, he can't change the final outcome of this son, and instead of being sad, it is better for him to think about it personally.

After Xu Feiyang came out of Muyun Cave Mansion, he walked down the serpentine mountain road with no reluctance. In the past, it was a very short journey, but this time he felt that it was a long one, so he walked for a long time before returning to his cave.

Sitting on the rocking chair that he was lying flat on weekdays, Xu Feiyang closed his eyes, thinking about his dreams since childhood, thinking about his parents, thinking of Li Lao, thinking of his senior brother Tang Ming, Ling Haoran, Ouyang Fei and other teachers, and thinking of Song Yun, the young lady of the Song family who had just separated, he was extremely disappointed and sad in his heart.

"Is it true that your dream of the Great Dao is ruined like this? Do you really want to accept your fate and wait for it to fall?" Xu Feiyang kept asking himself in his heart.

"No, never resigned to fate. What others can't do, I Xu Feiyang may not be able to do. Xu Feiyang shouted in his heart, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and walked towards the practice room firmly.

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