Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

Chapter 40 Search for a good harvest!

A green wind ball appeared in front of Zhong Wu.

Such a close distance left no chance for Zhong Wu to dodge.

He tapped the spirit beast bag on his waist and saw a flash of red light, a red turtle beast.

This Zhong Wu was so cruel that he actually used the monster as a shield.

The wind ball landed on the red turtle and exploded.

Small wind blades kept exploding inside the wind ball.

The dense wind blades instantly chopped the red turtle monster into pieces.

The speed of the wind blade did not slow down, passing through the remains of the turtle monster and hitting Zhong Wu continuously.

"Stab! Stab!"

Deep blood marks appeared on Zhong Wu's chest, and bright red blood continued to gush out.

His eyes widened with disbelief.

Then his body instantly collapsed to the ground.

And as Zhong Wu died, the ghost wolf not far away suddenly roared, turned around and fled.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly.

Obviously, Zhong Wu should be very harsh on his spiritual pets. Otherwise, why would this ghost wolf escape without looking back?

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

Yan Yun waved his sleeves, and six wind blades suddenly condensed in front of him out of thin air.

The wind blade was extremely fast and arrived behind the ghost wolf in the blink of an eye.

Feeling the sharp sound piercing the air behind him, the ghost wolf swayed and narrowly dodged.

It's just that after all, it's a top-level monster beast, and it can sell spiritual stones all over its body.

Naturally, Yan Yun was unwilling to let go. A flash of white light flashed in his sleeves, and the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword flew out into the air, turning into a purple shadow wherever it passed.

The Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword was much faster than the wind blade, and it arrived in front of the ghost wolf in an instant.

The ghost wolf that had just landed collided with the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword.

With a "stab" sound, the sharp purple thunder spirit wood sword instantly penetrated into the head of the ghost wolf.

"Click"

The skull snapped, and the sharp sword tip penetrated it directly.

The body of the ghost wolf fell heavily to the ground, and the bright red blood dyed the ground red.

"uh-huh!"

At the same time, seeing that Yan Yun's crisis was resolved, Zhao Mingyue felt relieved, and his whole body collapsed to the ground like a deflated ball.

His face was pale and his lips were purple, obviously he was deeply poisoned.

Upon seeing this, Yan Yun swayed and landed next to Zhao Mingyue.

A strong stench assaulted his nostrils. Looking at Zhao Mingyue who looked like this, it was obvious that he was seriously poisoned.

Yan Yun hesitated for a moment, then tapped the storage bag, and a porcelain bottle appeared in his hand.

This is Qingling Powder, the holy antidote medicine made by Yanyun from nine-leaf Polygonum multiflorum.

It should be more than enough to deal with the poison that Zhongwu inflicted.

Yan Yun opened the porcelain bottle directly, and a jade-like elixir appeared in his hand.

Zhao Mingyue opened her eyelids weakly, and felt a pill that exuded a strong medicinal fragrance was stuffed into her mouth.

Yan Yun felt waves of dampness and heat coming from his fingers.

"Forehead!"

Yan Yun was slightly stunned, opened Zhao Mingyue's lips, and stuffed the Qingling Powder into his mouth.

I have to say that it is truly a magical medicine made from Nine-leaf Polygonum multiflorum.

With the entrance of the elixir, Zhao Mingyue's pale complexion turned red.

The lavender lips are also back to normal.

"Senior Brother Yan, you saved me!"

Zhao Mingyue slowly opened her eyes and looked at Yan Yun. She looked so delicate that she could squeeze out water.

Yan Yun smiled slightly: "I just happen to have an antidote pill in my hand, otherwise I really don't know what I would do!"

"Thank you so much, Senior Brother Yan!" Zhao Mingyue stared straight at Yan Yun, and her whole body lay limply in Yan Yun's arms.

"You should rest for a while, the smell of blood here is too strong!"

Yan Yun glanced at the bodies of Zhong Wu and You Lang. They both had skin turned out due to the wind blade.

It was dripping with blood and exuded a strong smell of blood.

While speaking, Yan Yun gently helped Zhao Mingyue sit under the dead tree, turned around and came to Zhong Wu.

With a wave of his sleeves, he directly took the storage bag and spirit beast bag at his waist into his arms.

Then Yan Yun set his sights on Ghost Wolf.

The most valuable thing about this giant wolf is its fur and sharp claws.

If you are willing to spare the materials, there is hope for forging a top-notch magic weapon.

After putting away Ghost Wolf's body, Yan Yun came to Zhao Mingyue's side.

After taking several pills, his breath has recovered a lot.

"Where did you meet him?"

Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly. According to the plot, Zhao Mingyue should stay safely by Nangong Wan's side.

Why did I meet Zhongwu halfway?

"I met him at the entrance to the central area!"

Zhao Mingyue sighed, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes:
  "As soon as we met, we were attacked by two venomous snakes. If we hadn't taken the antidote pill in time!"

"Maybe we can't even wait for Senior Brother Yan to come to our rescue!"

Yan Yun glanced at Zhao Mingyue and smiled slightly: "I will recover for a while, and I will have to go over and meet my master later!"

After all, it was a foundation-building pill reward, and Yan Yun didn't want to miss it.

"I'm almost recovered!"

Zhao Mingyue smiled and quickly followed Yan Yun: "It's just that he was poisoned, and his spiritual power was not consumed at all."

Yan Yun glanced at Zhao Mingyue, his face was rosy and his aura was stable.

"If that's the case, then let's go!"

After saying that, Yan Yun strode forward.

Soon a stone wall appeared in front of the two of them.

Not far from the stone wall, there is an antique bronze door. There are many ancient inscriptions similar to patterns on the bronze door.

The copper door was open, and three corpses in different clothes had thick ice picks pierced through their limbs and nailed deeply in the air.

Blood flowed from the wounds on the limbs and condensed into purple-black blood scabs.

Such a bloody scene was Zhong Wu's warning to outsiders.

But after passing through this bloody scene, what appeared in front of Yan Yun's eyes was a scene like a fairyland with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

There are all kinds of exotic flowers and plants everywhere, and a strong herbal smell is coming to your nostrils.

As soon as I smelled it, I felt the strong scent of vegetation pouring into my mouth and nose, and I couldn't help but feel refreshed.

It is truly a paradise.

It's a pity that there are no thousand-year-old spiritual herbs here. The oldest one is just a five-hundred-year-old spiritual grass.

From this point of view, if you want to complete the mission of the old monster Qiong, you have to go deep into the stone palace.

There is an ink dragon entrenched here, and very few disciples of the seven sects have entered.

If there is a thousand-year-old spiritual grass somewhere in the Bloody Forbidden Land, I guess it is only there.

Yan Yun quickly stuffed the spiritual grass into the storage bag, and after a while.

The place that once looked like a fairyland is now bare.

Yan Yun patted the full storage bag, a smile flashed on his face.

"Mingyue, let's go!"

Zhao Mingyue quickly followed and walked towards the central area.

The two were extremely fast and disappeared under the bronze door in the blink of an eye.

Not long after Yan Yun left, a plain-looking man wearing a yellow Yellow Maple Valley disciple uniform came here.

He looked at the bare ground and couldn't help but froze in place.

(End of this chapter)