Looking at Shui Ling'er's back as she gradually moved away, Yun Feng's mood was a little depressed and confused. According to his inference, the white fox should have been injured by a trap arranged by humans, causing her legs to break and unable to move, and the leader of the fire fox launched a beast tide to help her avenge her.

After Shui Ling'er found the cave, the fire fox instinctively wanted to kill her in order to protect her family, and Yun Feng had to kill the fire fox in order to protect Shui Ling'er.

And with the little fox's resentment towards them, he will definitely seek revenge on them when he grows up, Shui Ling'er killed the little fox ruthlessly in order to get rid of future troubles, these grievances and grievances, in the end, he can't figure it out, and he can't figure it out.

At this time, a stinging pain came from his right arm, the entire right arm was already black, and the corpse poison had begun to spread, so he had no choice but to take out the corpse flower, and cut his right arm with the fire and thunder sword, and a burst of black and fishy blood flowed out.

Yun Feng hurriedly followed Yukimi's guidance, and put the black vein-like roots at the root of the corpse flower on the wound, and the roots of the corpse flower immediately grew into Yun Feng's flesh and blood and began to suck blood, and after a few breaths, the poisonous blood of Yun Feng's right arm was absorbed, but it didn't seem to stop, but continued to suck Yun Feng's blood, until Yun Feng felt extremely dizzy and was about to fall unconscious.

The Burial Corpse Flower, which had stopped sucking blood, began to return the absorbed blood little by little, and the blood that entered Yun Feng's body again was full of vitality and contained surging spiritual power.

Yun Feng felt that every hair on his body was extremely comfortable, and the impurities in his body began to be discharged little by little, and his own cultivation qualifications were actually improving rapidly.

With the infusion of blood power, Yunfeng's cultivation gradually showed signs of breakthrough. He tried to break through with the help of the power of the Burial Flower, and easily broke through the third layer of the Qi Refining Period and entered the fourth layer, and the power of the blood given to him by the Burial Flower did not stop.

He continued to improve rapidly in cultivation, and in the blink of an eye, he broke through the fourth layer of the Qi Refining Period and entered the fifth layer of the Qi Refining Period, and it was not until the peak of the fifth layer of the Qi Refining Period that it gradually stabilized, and the injuries in his body were also taking the opportunity to repair quickly, and as the injuries improved, the corpse flower finally gradually withered, and finally turned into a pile of ashes.

At this moment, Yun Feng felt that there was another heart beating in his heart, and the two hearts echoed each other from afar, which was extremely mysterious.

Could it be that this corpse flower was as life-changing as it was rumored? He also hoped that he would never know about it.

Yun Feng continued to meditate and breathe for a while, until he completely stabilized the injuries and cultivation in his body. He stood up and looked at the three fox corpses that were already cold, and felt sad in his heart, and after giving them a deep salute, he lit an illumination charm to cremate the three corpses: May there be another world, no pain, and may another world, where they can live happily together.

After everything was settled, Yun Feng took a deep breath and walked out of the cave, and saw Shui Ling'er sitting cross-legged not far from the entrance of the cave to heal his injuries.

Looking at the deep visible scar on her shoulder, she hesitated for a moment, but still asked with concern: "How is your injury?" Shui Ling'er's heart warmed, and she said softly: "It's just a skin injury, now it's no big deal, there are hidden crises everywhere here, let's hurry up and go out to find Chen En and Li Shufeng, the two senior brothers." Yun Feng naturally had no objection, the two of them marked the location with special runes before leaving the cave entrance, and sent the message of tonight back to the sect after briefly sorting it out, what they didn't expect was that when the two of them came to Firefox Mountain again many years later, they would indeed face a life and death parting.

Soon after walking out of the cliff, he found Chen En and Li Shufeng unconscious on a mountain road. After telling others what happened tonight, they secretly felt sorry for themselves.

By the time the four of them walked down Firefox Mountain and returned to Zongheng Trading House, the sky had already dawned. Everyone who had been busy all night was a little tired, so they went back to recuperate and rest.

At around noon, a message came from the sect, informing the two that the task had been completed, and the follow-up matters would be handled by the sect, and the two needed to return to the sect immediately to report.

Hearing the news, several people breathed a sigh of relief. Shui Ling'er promised Chen En and Li Shufeng that she would recommend them to become the outer disciples of the Phantom Sword Sect.

The two of them thanked them for a thousand moments of gratitude, and before leaving, they also gave Yun Feng and Shui Ling'er a lot of mortal gold and silver soft and practical talismans, and almost took out all the value of the two.

Yun Feng was moved in his heart, thinking that Luoyue Peak would not accept male disciples, but he could let the two of them go to Luojian Peak, so that they would take care of each other in the future.

Due to the full recovery from their injuries, they still rode the Xuanhuang Bird together on the return trip. However, unlike when they came, the two no longer have that subtle feeling, and there is a gap between them.

Shui Ling'er knew that the two of them would only be brothers and sisters in the same sect in the future, and they would not have any other feelings, so she couldn't help but feel gloomy.

The Xuanhuang Bird was extremely fast, and they had returned to the Phantom Sword Sect in the evening, and they went to the Deacon Hall to sort out the relevant information of the task and hand it in.

Yun Feng knew that Shui Ling'er majored in water attribute exercises, and "Tricky Mist Technique" was very suitable for her to practice, so she transcribed and rubbed two points of the two secret techniques she had newly learned, one to Shui Ling'er and one to the sect, and then went back to the mountain where she was.

As soon as Shui Ling'er saw Shangguan Diewu, she immediately hugged her and cried, Shangguan Diewu understood what happened, and only sighed helplessly.

After Yun Feng returned to Luojian Peak, he found that his master Chu Ye and senior brother Leng Yu had not returned to the mountain, Liao Wushuang was also practicing in retreat, and Linglong had also gone down the mountain to purchase forging materials, and the other disciples were either on a mission or cultivating.

He came to the Sword Lake silently alone, and there was a huge iron sword stuck upside down on the calm lake, this sword stood there rusty, it was so lonely, and it was like the cloud wind at the moment, and it was also so hesitant and helpless.

Silently in the sword lake in a daze until late at night, looking at the sky full of stars, he thought in his heart: "What is an immortal, what is the Tao, looking for immortals to ask is it for his own eternal life or to save the world? No matter what, only when you are strong can you do what you want to do, save the people you want to save, and do the justice in your heart." As soon as he thought of this, Yun Feng rose with a belief that he had never felt stronger before.

No matter what the immortals asked, only strong people can do what they want to do. He thought about it, but the exhaustion and injuries of the days made him gradually sleepy, and finally he fell into a deep sleep.

In his dream, he became an immortal who flew to the sky and the sword, fighting the injustices of the world and rescuing the suffering of the world.

In the dream, he was so comfortable and chic, and even a smile was on his sleeping face.