When Murong Xingyun started, although he knew that Yuwen Zhouyuan's cultivation was unfathomable, but now that he knew that Yuwen Zhouyuan was a mainland monk, he was surprised, and Murong Xingyun's expression became more and more respectful.

"Well, in the next matter, I have made some friends with Daoyou, and I hope that Daoyou can keep it a secret and don't say it. Yuwen Zhouyuan said lightly, although his face was pleasant, but the sharpness in his eyes made Murong Xingyun feel cold.

"Although the seniors are relieved, the concubine knows that she will never dare to talk too much and bring trouble to the seniors. Murong Xingyun said hurriedly and respectfully.

"Okay!" Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded, his face showing satisfaction: "That fellow Daoist now, can you tell me, what is the relationship between this Nangong Fairy and your faction?" Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at Nangong Dai's portrait and asked.

"Hehe, even if this senior doesn't ask, the concubine will say, because it's not a secret at all, Yijiazi Qian's master, when he went out once, met Nangong Fairy by chance, the two were like-minded, and became close friends in the boudoir, at the invitation of our master, Nangong Fairy also came to Yuntai Island and lived for a while, and this painting was left during that period. Murong Xingyun spoke eloquently and spoke very honestly.

"I see, it's that simple?" asked Uwen Juyuan.

"That's true, the concubine doesn't dare to hide it. "Murong Xingyun Dao.

"What happened then?" asked Uwen Juyuan.

"Later, the Nangong Fairy lived for more than ten years, and left here, and soon after, our master advanced to the True Monarch Period, and also flew to the Taihuang Mountain Cultivation Realm.

"Yuntai Fairy has advanced to the True Monarch, so why is the strength of your sect so weak?" Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a deep groan.

It turned out that Yuwen Zhouyuan thought that this medical rune sect was just an inconspicuous small sect, but now it seems that the situation is completely different from what he originally thought, and he can advance to the true monarch, not to mention the qualifications of this Yuntai fairy for the time being, and the exercises he cultivates are definitely almost the same.

"Let the seniors laugh, the family teacher is heroic, are the younger disciples are not good, after the family teacher soared, the enemy of the sect took the opportunity to attack, although the elders in the sect repelled the enemy after a bloody battle, but unfortunately after this battle, the elders of the sect soon died of serious injuries, since then my sect has gradually declined, and even all kinds of exercises, most of them have been lost, so that this "Qi Huang Zhen Fu Jue", has become incomplete. Murong Xingyun sighed, his eyes full of silence.

Yuwen Zhouyuan casually comforted a few words, the vicissitudes of life, the changes in the world, the ups and downs of a sect, it is normal, in all fairness, the Medical Fu Sect did not disappear in the attack of the enemy, let the Dao system pass on, this is very remarkable.

Of course, Yuwen Zhouyuan still had doubts in his heart, according to what this woman said, the Yuntai fairy in the past was definitely not a thing in the pool, why did he set the helm of the Medical Fu Sect in the sea area of Yuntai Island, which is like a poor countryside?

After a little hesitation, Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't ask this question, it is taboo to talk shallow and deep, there will be time in the future, and there is no hurry now.

However, looking at Murong Xingyun's expression, Yuwen Zhouyuan seemed more kind: "The so-called providence in the underworld has its own providence, and does not hide from fellow Daoists, and is originally the same brother and sister as Nangong Fairy, since the junior sister and Master Ling are friends, then we are not outsiders." ”

"What the seniors said is true, it's really a coincidence. "Murong Xingyun is also very happy, with the current situation of the Medical Fu Sect, there is a monk above the true master as a backer, she can't ask for it, it seems that the upcoming catastrophe can also be solved.

"Well, I'm a little tired in the next place, how about chatting with fellow Daoists when I'm free another day?,Yuwen Zhouyuan said lightly.

"It's the concubine who is confused, disturbing the senior's rest, the junior will leave for the time being, what are the requirements of the senior, even if you tell you, don't be polite. The woman flicked her back, and then respectfully withdrew.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes fell like the mural, and he was actually here, and found Nangong Dai's traces, but now he doesn't know where this woman is, it would be good if he could find her.

Although this medical rune sect has a little to do with Nangong Dai, it is still 108,000 miles away from his goal of finding Nangong Dai, and there is no time for him to do so.

Yuwen Zhouyuan sighed, he couldn't solve the problem in a hurry, and the top priority was to do what was in front of him.

Thinking so in his heart, Yuwen Zhouyuan walked out of the cave, and then took out a few sets of array flags from his arms, and laid them around, Yuwen Zhouyuan is not worried that the people of the Medical Rune Sect will be unfavorable to him, even if he borrows 10,000 guts, this kind of thing will not happen, but there is no big mistake in being careful, Yuwen Zhouyuan is used to it, and there must always be some vigilance in his cultivation place.

After doing all this, Yuwen Juyuan returned to the cave.

"Cough, cough, cough ......" Yuwen Zhouyuan took off his shirt, the injuries on his chest and lower abdomen have not yet healed, the Jiao Plague Venerable's corpse demon incarnation means are extremely terrifying, this person's poisonous skills have invaded the meridians, and he was locked by his own spiritual power, some time ago, he has been on the road, so he can't take care of it, and now things are easy to change, since there is a stable place to cultivate, of course, the stubborn disease must be removed first.

If the injury is not good, how can it be cultivated? The thought in his mind turned, and Yuwen Zhouyuan had already sat cross-legged in an orderly manner, and he would talk about the troubles after relieving them first.

Don't look at the terrible wound outside, the real trouble is the demonic qi that invades the body, as long as it is expelled, for immortal cultivators, it is just a matter of raising hands to heal this physical wound.

Yuwen Zhouyuan closed his eyes and sank his mind into his body to investigate, only to see that near the wound, a few wisps of black qi were like demons, rampage around, but they were all covered with Yuwen Zhouyuan's mana, so that the black sword qi could not rush out.

On the surface, it was Yuwen Zhouyuan's mana that trapped those demonic qi, but it still stayed in the meridians near the wound, and it was precisely because of the destructive effect of the demonic qi that the wound could not heal.

Yuwen Zhouyuan hesitated for a while, and then divided the divine consciousness a little bit with the method of meaning born from the heart, and the divine consciousness immediately turned into a very small Yuwen Zhouyuan, this divine consciousness is different from the Yuan Ying, this divine consciousness incarnate thing has no body, but this does not affect his control of mana, the little guy opened his hand, and the nearby spiritual dragon came over, like armor, wrapped the little guy, and then he rushed towards a black demonic qi.

The purpose is to catch it, but the demonic energy seems to be spiritual, and it is not willing to be tied up and turned into a black demonic snake, of course, it is also a very small one.

Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't care, rushed up and grabbed it, and then in a flash, it appeared outside the body.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's right hand was spread out, and the demon snake fell into the palm of his hand.

Then Xiao Yuwen Zhouyuan, who had transformed into a divine consciousness, submerged from the top of his head again, and only the tiny demonic qi in his hand was left.

"Hiss......" The thing flashed, and it turned into a hideous monster.

"Hmph, when death is on the verge of death, do you still want to resist?" This thing has tormented himself for so long, Yuwen Zhouyuan naturally has no good impression of it, and with a shake of his palm, the black and white Yin Yang Dan Fire emerges, enveloping the demonic energy.

It's just a rootless monster, can it still fight its own yin and yang pill fire?

Sure enough, even though the black demonic qi was fierce, it was quickly extinguished in the Yin Yang Dan Fire.

The expression on Yuwen Zhouyuan's face was very satisfied, and he was about to take back the Yin Yang Danhuo, but his eyebrows moved, as if he had discovered something.

Yuwen Juyuan brought his palm to his eyes and looked at it for a moment.

"Not bad, it's really a blessing in disguise, I didn't expect this black demonic qi to add a function to my Yin Yang Danhuo, that is, the power of corrosion. The sound of laughter came into his ears, shaking the entire cave, and it was buzzing, and Yuwen Zhouyuan wished that there would be a few more wounds on his body, so that there would be more black demonic qi to cultivate the Yin Yang Danhuo.

Bad things turn into good things, and Yuwen Jooyuan naturally looks overjoyed.

The process just now is simple to say, but it actually took two hours.

Yuwen Zhouyuan also felt a little tired, so he took a short rest, then sat cross-legged again, and began to expel the black demonic qi in the same way, and then refined it into the Yin Yang Dan Fire.

The two days passed quickly, Yuwen Zhouyuan refined the last trace of black demonic qi into the Yin Yang Dan Fire, and the stubborn disease had been expelled, Yuwen Zhouyuan stretched out his hand and patted it on the storage bag, and a small jade bottle flew out.

Uncorked and filled with aroma, Uwen Juyuan applied a milky white ointment-like substance to the surface of the wound.

An incredible scene happened, and I saw that the wound that was originally the size of a thumb and drenched in blood actually began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In less than a cup of tea, Yuwen Zhouyuan's skin was as smooth as new, not at all like being pierced by a spell hole.

"The effect of this muscle-building cream is not bad. Yuwen Juyuan muttered to himself.

This thing is actually equivalent to the worldly golden sore medicine, and the things in the immortal world are naturally far more magical than the mortal world, and the living dead can't do it, but the flesh and bones are still not difficult, and it is easy.

It's just that this kind of "magic medicine" that will attract countless bloody faces when put into the world is in the world of cultivating immortals, but it is a worthless thing.

There are many types of pills, and generally only those that increase mana and break through bottlenecks will be chased by the monks, but of course, Yuwen Zhouyuan uses the healing medicine that is unique to the Renxin Sect.

The injury had healed, and Yuwen Juyuan returned to the bedroom, fetched water and took a shower.

It is said that it is to draw water, but in fact, Yuwen Zhou Yuan did not go out at all, as an immortal cultivator of the level of Zhenyu Wen Zhou Zhoudi, he can manipulate the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and directly take the nearby Water Yuan Qi, and it will become bath water.

After cleaning, Yuwen Zhouyuan fell asleep, and when he got up the next day, Yuwen Zhouyuan was refreshed, and then came to the practice room.

With a flick of the robe, a ray of light flew out from his waist, and after it fell, it was seven or eight storage bags, each of which was swollen, and in addition, there was a jade box.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's sleeve robe was flicked, and the jade box was rolled over, the jade box was not big, only a foot long, and it looked exquisite.

Yuwen Zhouyuan held it in his hand and played with it carefully, this jade box itself was not a magic weapon, but Yuwen Zhouyuan held it with his hand, but it was hard and abnormal, I don't know what material it was forged with, but it was obviously not a mortal thing.