"How is this possible? He defeated the Evil Valley Lord with just one move. What is the strength of the Red Moon Palace Lord?" The leader of the Black Scythe Sect said in shock with his eyes wide open.
After all, his strength is comparable to that of the Lord of the Evil Valley.
So even if it were him, he would not be a match for Yayin.
Just this back-and-forth fight has already made many ordinary underworld forces active.
"Is this the clash of powerful spiritual masters? How terrifying. They can wield such energy to kill without leaving a trace, without even needing to face each other closely."
"It is said that powerful spiritual practitioners can even call the wind and rain. I envy them so much. Why don't we have spiritual roots and talents..."
"The Lord of the Red Moon Palace was able to defeat the Lord of the Evil Valley with just one move. Is it because the Lord of the Evil Valley is too weak, or is the Lord of the Red Moon Palace's strength reaching an unfathomable level?" someone asked curiously.
If the other spiritual forces are mostly as powerful as the Lord of the Evil Valley, then the Red Moon Palace is definitely not a simple one.
At this moment, the Evil Valley Master who had been knocked away was also being helped up by his many disciples in a panic. His eyes fell on Ya Yin in horror: "You...you..."
"It seems that the strength of the Valley Master of Evil Valley needs to be further refined." Yayin was so angry that he was about to die.
The leader of the Evil Valley was humiliated, but he did not dare to refute.
For spiritual practitioners, a one-level difference in strength can lead to earth-shaking changes.
At this moment, his strength was not as good as Yayin's, so there was nothing to say.
Penglai Island, Mengzong and other forces finally behaved themselves. Seeing Yayin and the people from Hongyue Palace sitting down, they did not dare to ask any more questions even though they had many doubts in their hearts.
"Palace Master, the Immortal Master of this Immortal Palace did not say the specific time, so how do we know when the conference will start?" Five of the figures following behind Yayin were slowly moving forward and sticking to Yayin, and it was the Skinny Monkey who spoke.
Ya Yin closed his eyes and rested, his voice lazy as if he was about to fall asleep: "A day is only twelve hours, just wait. After all, for those who practice cultivation, time passes in the blink of an eye."
"When did the Palace Master become so patient?" Fat Tiger couldn't help but teasing.
Yayin slowly opened his eyes, as if thinking of something interesting: "The entire Jianghu sect is waiting with this palace master, why don't they have patience?"
When Yayin thought of the impatient look of Penglai Island, Mengzong and other forces, he found it interesting.
Arei was a bit bored. He turned to look at Fat Tiger beside him and asked, "Where's that Miss Yun you guys keep talking about? Will she be here today?"
Fat Tiger and the other three hadn't seen Yun Miao for a long time, so they naturally missed her terribly. They immediately looked at A Lei and said, "Miss Yun will definitely come."
"Does she really dare to come? Now all the major spiritual forces are saying that the Immortal Palace is protecting a person who knows the art of immortality. Later, they might all attack her. Unless the Immortal Lord of this Immortal Palace is powerful enough to suppress the entire spiritual force, otherwise she will become the target of public criticism after the Jianghu Conference is over!" Are curled his lips, looking a little gloating.
He was naturally jealous of the previous five-member team, but now Fat Tiger and his three companions were always talking about Miss Yun. They had someone familiar to the four of them, and he felt a little jealous. Was Miss Yun really that good?
As Yayin listened to the argument of the five people behind him, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
Yun Miao, a miracle doctor, a magic medicine, and an immortal body, who on earth is he?
The protagonist being discussed was still sleeping soundly in bed at this time.
Although only a few days had passed in the outside world, for Yun Miao, it felt like she had been refining pills in the space for a month.
After studying day and night, she finally mastered the essence of the Blood Exchange Pill and was able to refine many rare low-level pills mentioned in the pill book. However, she no longer attracted the thunderbolt. It seems that the pills that attracted the thunderbolt were relatively high-grade.
So the first thing she did after leaving the space was to fall asleep and catch up on her sleep.
As a result, the reversed day and night made her unable to tell the time in the outside world.
"The master has slept for a whole day and night. Will anything happen?" Tao Yao nervously put his ear to the door to listen to the movement inside.
Tan Yao looked at the sun outside: "It's already noon. I heard that all the major sects have rushed to Lingyoutai."
As soon as she finished speaking, a panicked servant suddenly ran over from outside Fuyuan and said, "Miss Tao, Miss Tan, the Saint is here!"
The servants were shocked when they saw that the immortal palace actually visited this small Fuyuan. That was an immortal, how could they have such close contact with him?
As soon as she finished speaking, the saint lady and ten elders appeared not far away.
Seeing this, the servants immediately retreated cautiously.
"It's time to set off. Is the Immortal Lord ready?" asked the Saint.
Then his eyes turned to the locked door and Tao Yao and Tan Yao standing there at a loss. He understood: "Is the Immortal Master still resting?"
"It's not like this usually. The Immortal Master has been locked in his room busy with something these past few days. He said he was going to sleep very early last night, and Tan Yao and I didn't dare to disturb him. But I didn't expect that the Immortal Master has not woken up yet." Tao Yao couldn't help but worry: "Will something happen to the Immortal Master?"
"Let me do it." The Saint Fell into a frown, a hint of worry in her eyes, and then gently knocked on the door: "Immortal Master?"
She called softly, but there was still no sound in the room.
After calling out three more times, the saint girl could no longer hold back and used her spiritual power to knock on the door and enter.
Look, Yun Miao is sleeping soundly on the bed, hugging her pillow and drooling.
“…”
The Saint Girl breathed a sigh of relief, tiptoed to the bedside, bent down, and said, "Master Immortal, today is the day of the Jianghu Conference. If you don't wake up, the Immortal Palace will probably have to let the entire martial arts world down."
"Ah? Roasted pigeon, what roasted pigeon?" Yun Miao immediately jumped up from the bed. However, when she saw the Saint in her hazy eyes, she suddenly sobered up: "Jianghu Conference, oh no!"
I almost forgot about this.
The Saintess chuckled and stood up: "There's no need to rush, Immortal Lord. If we go there now, we'll probably be at the bottom anyway, so we might as well dress up properly. Taoyao, Tanyao, help the Immortal Lord change his clothes..."
"Yes!" The two men walked respectfully to Yun Miao's bed and began to undress her.
Yun Miao suddenly realized: "Dress up? My face is healed?"
When Taoyao heard this, she immediately took out a mirror.
Yun Miao looked at herself in the mirror and saw that the black dust on her face had indeed fallen off, revealing her originally fair skin. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but it felt like her skin had been reborn after being struck by lightning, becoming even more delicate.
"This lightning is really good for the skin." Yun Miao couldn't help muttering, and then pushed away the hands that Tao Yao and Tan Yao extended. "Don't bother, just grab some clothes. Today is not my home court."
Fortunately, she had the foresight to hold this Jianghu conference.
Now, the only thing missing from the elixir is the blood fruit. With all the major spiritual forces gathered together, Yun Miao felt that he should get some benefits.
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