The cannon fodder turned the passer-by junior sister into Feng Aotian

Yun Yiyi doesn't know much about breaking the void, but I have heard that breaking the void is tens of thousands of times more difficult than forming a pill or a baby. If it fails, it must be the soul flying away.

As far as his father's character is concerned, she has always felt that her father has almost no possibility of breaking the void, and everyone else in the door has the same idea, but his father insists on going his own way, who can persuade him?

In other words, after Yun Tianchong's next retreat, the Moon Shadow Sword Sect could almost be said to have completely lost a late-stage cultivator.

At that time, the highest cultivator in the sect will only be in the late Yuanying period, and no one will be able to carry the banner of Jianzong.

Seeing that Yun Yiyi was silent, Zhuang Yan shook his head and said:

"Miss Eldest is smart, but her qualifications are too low. Miss Second has good qualifications, but her head is a wooden fish. Miss Third has good qualifications and brains, but her luck is too bad. From now on, no matter if the Moon Shadow Sword Sect is handed over to any of you, It will be forever."

Yun Yiyi raised her head without fear in her eyes and asked:

"What is Elder Zhuang's opinion? We are the only descendants of the Yun family now, and there is no outstanding disciple among the disciples of the inner family..."

"Heh... who said there are only three of you?"

"Who?"

"Your elder brother, Yun Kunwu."

Zhuang Yan smiled, stroked his beard, and said:

"At the same time, he is also the old man's personal disciple. He is originally a talent of Tianlinggen and a body of sword heart. Kunwu established his foundation at the age of 14, formed alchemy at the age of 19, and was promoted to the rank of Nascent Soul monks at the age of 30. Compared with him, what are you two monks who have cultivated for six to seventy years and are still in the middle and late stages of foundation establishment?"

"I've heard about it, but it's a pity that he died hundreds of years ago."

"Hehe, what you hear may not be true."

Zhuang Yan stepped forward, lifted Yun Yiyi's collar, and pulled her up from the ground:

"Yun Tianchong personally destroyed his body back then, and imprisoned his spirit in the forbidden sword sect. That poor apprentice of the old man has been guarding the sword mound for hundreds of years without seeing the sun and the moon, while the three of you younger sisters are playing outside. Playing house. Competing for the suzerain? Heh, what a joke!!"

Looking at Zhuang Yan's eyes burning with anger, Yun Yiyi swallowed, she could tell that Zhuang Yan was already crazy, and now she couldn't persuade her no matter what she said, so she had no choice but to keep her mouth shut, but Did not avoid its sight.

Ye Anping died because of this person, she must make this person pay back a thousand times, but at least for now...she has to hold back.

Seeing that Yun Yiyi was not afraid at all, Zhuang Yan paused, then put her down again, and said:

"Miss is very courageous, but I don't know if she will have such courage in a while."

"..."

"Take them up."

Zhuang Yan left with his hands behind his back, and said something to Shiwai.

Two Jianzong disciples who were in the early stage of alchemy walked in from the door, pulled Yun Yiyi and Yun Jiujiu up from the ground, and led them out of the stone room with iron chains.

... ...

Chapter 220 Seventh Wine, Spits Fragrant Flavor (3000)

The lower layer of Xuelong Cave——

puff-

On the surface of the hot lava, the sound of bubbles continued.

A huge platform made of obsidian is suspended above the lava lake by the iron chains around it that are as thick as an adult. In the center of the platform, there is a three-story alchemy furnace. The flames at the bottom are blazing. Bursts of white mist.

With the alchemy furnace as the center, a monk at the alchemy stage sat cross-legged in six directions, concentrating on using his spiritual power to activate the fire. Behind each monk at the alchemy stage, there were about a dozen monks at the foundation stage Be assisted and convey spiritual power to them.

Ye Anping, who was dressed in the uniform of a disciple of the Sword Sect and covered his face with a veil, was sitting cross-legged on the ground like the other foundation-building monks around him, concentrating on sending his spiritual power to the front with his back facing him. On the body of a monk in the alchemy period.

Feng Yudie took his left hand, bent her legs obediently to one side, and sat beside him.

After bringing her into the Snow Dragon Cave just now, Ye Anping was worried that her silver hair would be too conspicuous, so he simply found another place where no one was around, wrapped a few bandages around her head, and dressed her as if she was injured.

As for the reason for holding his hand, it was to use the jade talisman given by Si Xuanji to hide his cultivation and identity.

It's mostly boring, now there are other people around, and Feng Yudie can't talk, so she can only turn her head and look around.

Seeing that she couldn't sit still, Ye Anping looked at the Foundation Establishment monk on the right side and reminded him in a low voice:

"Shui Ting, if you're okay, wipe off my sweat. Don't look around, it's too conspicuous, and Elder Zhuang will be able to spot you when he comes."

"..."

"Yushuiting..."

"Oh……"

When Ye Anping called her for the second time, Feng Yudie suddenly realized that she was Yu Shuiting now. She was stunned for a moment, looked at the other people around, and carefully raised her right hand to help Ye Anping wipe the ooze on her forehead. Sweating hot.

However, after wiping for a while, Feng Yudie was stunned for a moment, and suddenly lifted the cloud sleeve of her right hand, which was stained with Ye Anping's sweat, to her nose, and sniffed it close to her face.

"Suck - suck -"

?

Ye Anping looked at her with a puzzled look on his face: "What are you doing?"

"Woo-ummm~"

Feng Yudie remembered that Ye Anping didn't say a word after letting her in, so she just shook her head and nodded to express her meaning.

After a series of shaking her head left and right and gestures with her eyes, Ye Anping read it out. She seemed to be saying:

——Let me smell it to see if you have a manly smell.

"..."

Ye Anping was silent for a long time before remembering that Feng Yudie seemed to always think that "manliness" is the smell of sweat, and suddenly she didn't know what expression to show, so she raised her eyebrows and asked:

—Is there any?

Feng Yudie twisted her eyebrows, took another deep breath, and shook her head slightly:

--No.

Ye Anping gave her a blank look and didn't want to talk to her.

He turned his eyes and looked towards the platform above. There were a few senior monks supervising alchemy. They seemed a little tired now, and several of them yawned.

Seeing this, Ye Anping secretly changed the wood aura that was about to be transported forward to the water aura.

The Shadan refined in the furnace is Huoxing Shadan.

Sixty percent of the aura of fire, [-] percent of aura of wood and [-] percent of aura of earth are needed.

As for, the remaining [-]% is used to store the water element and gold element aura.

After all, it was impossible for Zhuang Yan to find sixty monks with single spiritual roots to offer spirits to the cauldron furnace, and the monks with double spiritual roots and triple spiritual roots could not completely control only one kind of spiritual energy into the furnace.

And once this margin exceeds the range, especially if there is too much water aura, it will cause the most fire aura in the pill furnace to match it.

The result is the fryer.

And now in this cauldron furnace, there are now gathered the auras of six alchemy-stage monks and more than [-] foundation-establishment stage monks.

Once the furnace is fried, a loud noise will be heard within hundreds of miles.

At that time, except for the monks in the alchemy stage present, as long as the other monks who have built the foundation do not react and use spiritual energy to protect their bodies in time, they must die under the spiritual fire.

At the same time, the fire from the fryer can also provide accurate directions for the junior sisters and the others who have arrived at Qiongfeng but cannot find Xuelong Cave.

This is the first retreat in Ye Anping's plan.

While there are several spares, the fryer is without a doubt the easiest and most effective.

Rumbling--

Hearing the sound of the stone door opening, Ye Anping immediately changed the water aura back to wood aura, and turned his head to look at the entrance above.

Standing with his hands behind his back, Zhuang Yan stepped into the stone gate, jumped out from the edge of the cliff, and flew onto the platform.

Two Jianzong disciples in the alchemy period, holding iron chains, and Yun Yiyi and Yun Jiujiu, whose feet were in shackles and whose hands were tied by iron chains, lightly landed on the platform.

Zhuang Yan walked up to the alchemy stove, and looked through the hole above the stove to see the black evil pill condensed on a golden needle at that moment inside, then frowned slightly, then raised his right hand and waved the wind.

A flash of spiritual light shot out from his fingertips and hit the chest of a foundation-establishment cultivator beside Ye Anping.

"cough--"

The man coughed fiercely, and flew straight out of the platform while keeping his legs crossed, and fell into the lava lake below.

"Ahhhh-"

The screams instantly resounded throughout the cave.

After the man fell silent, Zhuang Yan frowned and glanced at the group of people around him, saying:

"If this pill is not refined, I will let all of you go down to take a bath!! Be serious to me, and then let me catch the person who mixed the spiritual energy into the furnace, that person just now is a role model!!"

After these words fell, the seventy or so people around them immediately raised their spirits by [-]%, and straightened their backs.

"""yes……"""

Ye Anping clicked his tongue slightly, this Zhuang Yan's eyes were quite sharp.

The person he sent down just now is a monk with three spiritual roots of water, wood and soil.

He just took a nap just now, so he couldn't control the output of spiritual energy for a moment, and was discovered by Zhuang Yan.

It seems that his plan of secretly sending water spirit energy into the furnace will not work.

Then I had to adopt a backup plan - to find a time for Feng Yudie to use her sword art to break the restriction of the alchemy furnace and make a hole in it.

He has a water spirit pearl in his bag, throw it in, and it will be fried in the oven when the time comes.

It's a pity that this Water Spirit Orb was originally intended to be used by his junior sister for cultivation, and it was quite expensive. It cost him almost 20 spirit stones, and Liang Zhu also took a lot of kickbacks...

slam-la-

At this moment, suddenly, the iron chain wrapped around Yun Jiujiu's wrist made a light sound.

next moment--

"Drink—!"

She yelled angrily, her cheeks flushed instantly, and the alchemy cultivator who was holding her hand didn't even react, and she threw the chain on her wrist directly into the sky.

"Varied?"

The monk at the alchemy stage suddenly opened his eyes wide, and hurriedly tugged on the iron chain in his hand, only to find that Yun Jiujiu's strength was much stronger than his.

Just like throwing a shot put, Yun Jiujiu circled around with the chain on his wrist, and directly threw the alchemy cultivator towards the cultivator phalanx on Ye Anping's side.

When Ye Anping saw it, his eyes widened immediately.

He really didn't expect Yun Jiujiu to be so reckless.

Seeing the alchemy cultivator who was throwing towards him, Ye Anping hesitated for a moment, thinking that Zhuang Yan would definitely come to catch him, but he saw Fengyudie beside him giving her excited eyes, ask:

"okokokok?"

It seemed that when she saw Yun Jiujiu making a move, she wanted to do it too.

You really match well...Ye Anping turned his head and glared at her quickly, warning with his eyes:

——Hold on to me!It's not time to start yet!

Just as Ye Anping thought, when the alchemy cultivator was about to hit Ye Anping, Zhuang Yan, who was standing in front of the alchemy furnace, immediately dodged behind the alchemy cultivator, raised his hand and supported it. With his back shoulder, he stopped the man firmly.

Then he snatched the chain from the man.

"Second Miss, you are really impatient."

As he spoke, Zhuang Yan grabbed the chain and yanked it violently, Yun Jiujiu was instantly pulled off the ground and flew towards him.

Zhuang Yan raised his right hand, and with a light pincer, he caught Yun Jiujiu's neck just in time, and hung her in mid-air.

"cough--"

Yun Jiujiu coughed violently, struggled and swung her legs to kick Zhuang Yan, but no matter how hard she tried, Zhuang Yan's figure remained as motionless as a mountain.

Seeing that there was no response to the kick, she immediately let out a "he".

"Ah-"

A mouthful of saliva flew directly towards Zhuang Yan's face, Zhuang Yan reacted quickly and turned his head away, and it happened that they were standing beside Ye Anping and Feng Yudie right now.

That mouthful of saliva drew a parabola in mid-air, and landed precisely on Phoenix Feather Die's forehead, closing her eyes.

Feng Yudie wiped her face, and the corners of her eyes twitched suddenly, but after seeing Ye Anping's eyes, she had no choice but to endure it aggrievedly.