Chapter 50: Refining Could it be that Yun Wanzhou put forget-me-not grass in it? ...
Seeing Yun Wanzhou's nonchalant expression, Wu Hanfeng felt as if he had punched cotton. He felt powerless and spun around in front of the two men twice before sighing helplessly, "Junior Brother, you must know that since Master left, our Cang Qiong Mountain has been much weaker than before. If something happens to you, how can you expect Cang Qiong Mountain to survive in this world of cultivation?"
Wu Hanfeng spoke for a long time, but received no response from Yun Wanzhou. He shook his head and said in a soothing tone, "Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to do this for Master and Cang Qiong Mountain."
The Nightmare Stone of Cangqiong Mountain has not been found yet, and the demons have been making moves recently. If something happens to Yun Wanzhou again, Wu Hanfeng dare not imagine what situation Cangqiong Mountain will be in.
Yun Wanzhou lowered his eyes and remained silent for a while. He took out Jiang Lin's token from his waist and handed it to Wu Hanfeng. He rarely spoke to explain, "I know. I don't know if he will return safely on this trip. I also have this token for you, Senior Brother."
Token?
Wu Hanfeng frowned, lowered his gaze, and then his expression became serious as he took the token from Yun Wanzhou.
He turned the token over and over to examine it carefully for a moment, then looked at Yun Wanzhou with a solemn expression, "How come Sect Leader Jiang's token is in your hands?"
"Wuyang and I encountered a demon in Luohua Snow Mountain. This token fell from his body," Yun Wanzhou said, waving his hand. Xie Wuyang understood and handed over the Iceberg Snow Lotus. Yun Wanzhou continued, "He's after this too."
Wu Hanfeng frowned, and after his eyes fell on the snow lotus in Yun Wanzhou's hand, he pondered for a long time.
This snow lotus is only useful for low- and middle-level cultivators, and there is only one. What use does the demon clan have for the snow lotus?
Wu Hanfeng rubbed the token twice with his index finger, turned around, and his eyes fell on the mural in the center of the hall.
This mural was given to the Immortal Venerable Qiongrao by Jiang Lin, the leader of the Lianwu Sect, when they became friends a hundred years ago when he was still alive.
Now, a hundred years have passed, and the mural is still intact, but the friendship between the sky and the wax apple is no longer the same as before.
"If Jiang Lin is really related to the demon clan, I'm afraid there will be a bloody storm at the succession ceremony of the leader of Lianwu." Wu Hanfeng suddenly spoke.
Yun Wanzhou's eyes darkened slightly as he looked at Wu Hanfeng and moved his lips. At this moment, Xie Wuyang's voice came from the side, "Master, I have a plan."
Yun Wanzhou paused before saying anything, and turned his head slightly in surprise, looking at Xie Wuyang.
During the past few days at the foot of the mountain, Xie Wuyang's performance had always exceeded Yun Wanzhou's expectations. Hearing Xie Wuyang speak again this time, Yun Wanzhou was eager to hear his thoughts, "What's your plan?"
Wu Hanfeng was standing next to Xie Wuyang. Although Xie Wuyang disliked the sect leader who had always held a grudge against him, he knew very well that the reason why Cangqiong Mountain had been able to survive until today after the departure of Immortal Venerable Qiongrao was not only because of Yun Wanzhou, the Immortal Venerable who was well-known in the world of cultivation, but also because of Wu Hanfeng's mediation.
This sect leader is definitely not someone who cannot distinguish right from wrong and does not understand reason.
Xie Wuyang pondered for a moment and said, "I want to go to Lianwumen with my master in advance to investigate this matter."
Wu Hanfeng: "You want to..."
Xie Wuyang said, "Hide your identity and investigate secretly. If the head of the Lotus Wu Sect is really colluding with the demons, they will definitely be prepared by the time of the Lotus Wu Competition. It would be better for us to take the initiative and strike first."
A hint of surprise flashed across Wu Hanfeng's eyes, and he rarely refuted Xie Wuyang's words, "Your cultivation level is only at the foundation building stage, is this really possible?"
Xie Wuyang nodded, "Disciple is fine, but there is one thing I need to trouble you with, Master."
"If you can find out the truth about the Lotus Mist Sect and the Demon Clan, feel free to tell me."
Under Yun Wanzhou's astonished gaze, Xie Wuyang spoke to Wu Hanfeng without hesitation, "When my master was in Luohua Snow Mountain, he fought a fierce battle with the men in black and activated his spiritual consciousness."
Yun Wanzhou risked his life to save him, which made Xie Wuyang feel guilty. Even if he told the truth, he might be ridiculed by Wu Hanfeng again. He was unwilling to let Yun Wanzhou leave an indelible scar on his consciousness because of him.
As expected, Wu Hanfeng frowned, raised his hand, and released a wisp of spiritual energy onto Yun Wanzhou. After taking in the state of Yun Wanzhou's consciousness, he pursed his lips and asked in reproach, "How did you get yourself into this state?"
How could a demon make the dignified Sky Immortal Lord so embarrassed that he had to use his spiritual sense?
Just as Xie Wuyang was thinking about how to start, Yun Wanzhou's voice rang out beside him, "That demon's cultivation is not inferior to mine. I'm worried that he has ulterior motives for wanting the Iceberg Snow Lotus."
Wu Hanfeng was already dissatisfied with Xie Wuyang. In order to prevent Wu Hanfeng from pointing the finger at him, Yun Wanzhou never mentioned that he had saved Xie Wuyang.
Xie Wuyang's fingertips moved slightly, his eyes fell on Yun Wanzhou's white robe, his thoughts in a mess.
This was not the first time that Yun Wanzhou had defended Xie Wuyang, but every time, Xie Wuyang couldn't help but feel touched, even though he knew that everything Yun Wanzhou did was because of his original body.
How could I, a demon hated by everyone in the world of cultivation, be so greedy that I couldn't even bear such a trivial concern?
Xie Wuyang couldn't figure out when this greed started to take root in his heart and gradually take over.
A white light suddenly appeared in his sight. Yun Wanzhou's palm was holding the snow lotus, leaving only his white wrist. "Since we have to go to the Lotus Apple Sect in advance, refining the snow lotus should also be put on the agenda. You should go back to your room first."
"Master..." Xie Wuyang hesitated to answer, his face hesitant.
After all, the reason why Yun Wanzhou used his spiritual sense was largely because of himself. Xie Wuyang would only feel at ease if he saw Wu Hanfeng repair Yun Wanzhou's spiritual sense with his own eyes.
Unexpectedly, Yun Wanzhou was extremely tough on this matter. Seeing that Xie Wuyang didn't move, he turned his wrist slightly and pinned the snow lotus on Xie Wuyang's collar, "Go back."
The barrier outside the snow lotus touched the upper and lower jaws, and like the master who exerted spiritual power, it exuded the coolness of melting ice and snow.
Xie Wuyang swallowed the words that were about to come out of his throat. A slight struggle appeared on his young face, but in the end, it was completely suppressed. "Then Master, please be careful. I will withdraw first."
As he spoke, Xie Wuyang's gaze fell on the snow lotus on his collar again. His lips moved, and after hesitating for a moment, he still said nothing and turned to leave the hall.
The moment he took a step forward, Xie Wuyang suddenly thought of the thought that had just flashed through his mind. He actually wanted to ask whether using the iceberg snow lotus could help Yun Wanzhou heal his injuries.
Realizing this, Xie Wuyang's face turned a little ugly and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.
Although Yun Wanzhou's soul was damaged, he had the help of Wu Hanfeng and would be able to recover in no time.
He almost lost half his life in order to obtain the snow lotus, how could he give it to Yun Wanzhou so easily?
Could it be that besides Yun Wanzhou, even he is crazy?
Or is this some kind of aftereffect of reincarnation?
Thinking about how Yun Wanzhou treated his apprentice on a daily basis, the original body must have had a deep friendship with him, and the idea of giving the snow lotus away must have been the original body's emotion.
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It doesn't take much time to fuse the Iceberg Snow Lotus, but Xie Wuyang's goal goes far beyond that.
He wanted to use the iceberg snow lotus as a medicine to make a pill to rebuild his foundation.
But after all, it is a reconstruction, and one must first get rid of the old and replace it with the new, cleanse the marrow and extract the bones, and destroy the original spiritual veins before reshaping. The degree of pain is far beyond what ordinary people can bear.
Yun Wanzhou's consciousness was damaged, and it would take Wu Hanfeng one or two days to heal him. Xie Wuyang had to make the elixir within these two days.
He secretly left a trace of Yun Wanzhou's spiritual power in his sea of consciousness, and with the addition of the iceberg snow lotus in his hand, only the forget-me-not grass was left.
Although the forget-me-not grass is stored in Cangqiong Mountain, Xie Wuyang is not the original one and does not know where it is.
After returning to the room, Xie Wuyang closed the door, sat down beside the bed and gathered some spiritual power.
When he was in the demon clan before, Xie Wuyang had seen forget-me-nots and knew about the spiritual fluctuations of forget-me-nots. He concentrated his mind and was about to feel where the spiritual power reached, but he never expected that the spiritual power he released didn't even leave the door, but flew straight into the drawer beside Xie Wuyang's bed.
Immediately afterwards, a familiar wave came over.
Xie Wuyang paused, turned his gaze and looked at the closed drawer.
He had turned this drawer over several times after his rebirth. His original body did not put anything in it, but later Xie Wuyang used it to store the pills given by Yun Wanzhou.
Are there forget-me-nots in here?
Xie Wuyang frowned in confusion, bent down and opened the cabinet.
During that period, Yun Wanzhou gave him a lot of pills, which took up half a drawer, of different sizes.
Xie Wuyang only knew that most of these pills were used to consolidate one's cultivation, and he knew nothing about the medicinal ingredients used to make the pills.
Could it be that Yun Wanzhou used forget-me-not in the elixir?
Thinking of this, Xie Wuyang used his spiritual power to investigate and indeed felt the familiar spiritual power fluctuations.
The spiritual power suddenly stopped circulating, and Xie Wuyang stared at the pill in his hand in a trance, with a strange emotion passing through his heart.
He actually thought that Yun Wanzhou's pill was just a joke at first, but now he thought, considering how much Yun Wanzhou favored his apprentice, how could he bear to joke with his original body.
Xie Wuyang crumpled the pill in his hand twice, exerted a little force, and crushed the pill into powder, which fell into his other empty palm.
Forget-me-not is relatively expensive and very easy to extract. Xie Wuyang sprinkled the extracted forget-me-not powder on the iceberg snow lotus, and then turned his fingertips slightly to summon out the spiritual power that Xie Wuyang obtained from Yun Wanzhou's sea of consciousness.
Although the medicinal ingredients of this elixir developed by Elder Wushuang are hard to find, the production process is not difficult.
Xie Wuyang used the purest spiritual power to fuse and refine the two medicines. After waiting for only an incense stick of time, the outline of the pill appeared.
When the pill was ready, Xie Wuyang confirmed that it was correct, leaned against the head of the bed, opened his mouth and swallowed it.
Before Xie Wuyang became the Demon Lord, in order to improve his cultivation, he took many paths that no one dared to try, and suffered far more than ordinary people.
Xie Wuyang believed that he could endure the pain of the elixir rebuilding his foundation.
I don’t know if it’s because I’ve changed my body, but when the medicine took effect, a piercing pain suddenly hit me, as if something was about to break through the confines of my heart. The pain made Xie Wuyang frown and he suddenly opened his eyes.
He suddenly felt something was wrong, but before he could think about it, his thoughts were completely replaced by pain.
While his consciousness was blurred, he heard a series of "chirping" sounds in his ears. Xie Wuyang covered his chest tightly, trying hard to suppress the cry of pain that was about to come out of his lips.
A furry object brushed past his hand with the sound of something falling to the ground. Xie Wuyang forced himself to focus his vision, but before he could see what it was, he was replaced by a new round of pain.
He struggled like this for who knows how long, so long that Xie Wuyang's heart became numb and his teeth chattered. Just as he was about to faint, he suddenly felt a cool touch on his forehead.
Accompanied by a cold voice asking someone unknown, "What happened just now?"
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