Tuxian Road

Feng Fan stayed for a month. During this month, he continued to practice Concentration Acupoints. After one month, he finally succeeded in practicing, and his injuries were finally healed.

There are all kinds of exotic flowers and plants growing around, exuding a faint fragrance, a faint mist rises, and the early morning mist envelopes the surroundings.Feng Fan walked slowly on a small path alone, which was already close to the depth of Yimang Mountain.

Fengfan didn't care to appreciate the beautiful scenery around him, and many times of fighting in dangerous situations made Fengfan more convinced: "Those who can't kill themselves will make themselves stronger!" Fengfan stopped, because a man was sitting under a tree in front of him. An old man, this old man was dressed in Tsing Yi, his face was pale, and his body seemed to be very weak.

"Help me, I'm hurt." Seeing Feng Fan, the old man had a look of joy on his face, and begged loudly.

Feng Fan stopped in his tracks, searched with his spiritual sense, and found that the old man in green was in the middle stage of Qi gathering, and thought to himself: "Most of the monks who come to Yimang Mountain are monks in the late stage of Qi gathering. Why do you come here with your mid-qi cultivation? After all, you haven’t even reached the late Qi-gathering stage. One is that there is no need to come to Yimang Mountain to collect and refine the spiritual herbs needed for the Huasui Pill that can help build the foundation. It seems a bit weird to come to Yimang Mountain with a cultivation level in the middle stage of Qi Gathering to take risks." With this in mind, Feng Fan secretly focused on his guard, locking part of his spiritual consciousness on the Wuming Shield in the Five Elements Profound Enlightenment Ring.

"I was wounded by a monk in the late stage of Qi gathering some time ago, and then I fled here. Do fellow Taoists have any panacea for internal injuries? I can exchange it with crystal jade." With the trace of doubt that passed away, he coughed lightly and said with a bitter face.

Feng Fan hesitated for a moment, the injured old man in Tsing Yi brought back some memories in his heart, after all, he followed his second uncle in the medical clinic to save lives and heal the wounded for many patients since he was a child, and he always had kind thoughts in his heart.

Feng Fan walked forward for a certain distance, and stood a few feet away in front of the old man in Tsing Yi.With a flip of his left hand, a Nine Turns Returning Spirit Pill appeared in his hand.Although the Nine Turns Guiling Pill is not as precious as the Huasui Pill, it is also a panacea. It can not only be used for cultivation, to improve one's cultivation level, to replenish true energy, but also to heal internal and external injuries to a certain extent.

"This Nine-Turn Returning Spirit Pill is for you, so you don't need Jingyu." Feng Fan flicked his left hand, and the Nine-Turn Returning Spirit Pill flew towards the old man in Tsing Yi.

"Thank you, little brother." The old man in Tsing Yi stretched out his hand to catch the Nine Turns Returning Spirit Pill, and looked carefully, with a hint of joy on his face.

"Did you dare to come to Yimang Mountain with your mid-stage Qi Gathering cultivation base, aren't you afraid of danger? Why don't you invite a few helpers to come together?" Feng Fan raised a question in his heart.

"The old man knows that he is getting older, so he came to Yimang Mountain to try his luck while he was still able to move, otherwise he might not be able to do it after a few years. The old man is a casual cultivator and has always been alone. I don’t have many friends, so I took the risk this time and broke into Yimang Mountain alone. I didn’t expect to be injured by a late-stage Qi-gathering monk yesterday, and I ended up like this.” The old man in Tsing Yi explained with a wry smile.

"Take this panacea as soon as possible, then find a quiet place to recuperate, and I will take my leave." Feng Fan said, leaving the place and walking forward.

After walking a dozen or so steps, I suddenly felt a gust of wind hit the back and outside of my body.At this moment, Feng Fan sacrificed the dark dark shield locked by his spiritual consciousness, and at the same time opened the true essence shield instantly.

After a loud noise, Wu Mingdun seemed to have encountered a powerful attack, retreated rapidly, and hit the true essence shield outside Feng Fan's body.A powerful force shattered the shield of true essence like a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, and a huge force rushed towards Fengfan.

Feng Fan felt tight in his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.Feng Fan turned around and saw that the old man in Tsing Yi had stood up with a look of surprise on his face.Feng Fan had already seen clearly that the one attacking him was a huge sphere, the whole body of this sphere was black, it seemed to be made of special cold iron.Judging from the fluctuation of spiritual power, this iron ball is a top-grade magic weapon, and it was the old man in Tsing Yi who struck Feng Fan with all his strength.

The old man in Tsing Yi was extremely surprised, he did not expect his opponent to be so vigilant.With his initial level of cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, he used the best magic weapon to attack the opponent at the late Qi gathering stage with all his strength, but was blocked by the opponent's magic weapon.In the end, it only caused the opponent to suffer internal injuries, and did not kill the opponent.

Feng Fan's real energy fluctuations from the old man in green's attack on him have already discovered that the opponent is not at the mid-stage of Qi Gathering, but at the initial level of the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, and his heart sinks.Unexpectedly, the opponent is so insidious, not only hiding his cultivation, but also pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, killing himself painfully.

"Boy, you not only have Nine Turns Returning to Spirit Pill, but you also have a top-grade defensive weapon. It seems that I am lucky today. I don't know what treasure you have on you. Why don't you just hand it over, and this old man will consider letting you live." Tsing Yi The old man's expression changed, the previous weakness was gone, replaced by ferocity and greed.

Feng Fan secretly thought it was funny, the opponent's cultivation base was two levels higher than his own, and after launching a fatal attack on him, he even said to let him survive, only a fool would believe the opponent's nonsense.

In order to buy time, Feng Fan paralyzed his opponent, pretending to be terrified on his face, and said intermittently: "Senior, really... Will you let this junior... survive?" But he secretly activated Silver Light Cover the talisman.

The reason why Feng Fan didn't use the Soul Devouring Orb and the five-element Xuanmeng simple array was because he felt that he couldn't show his strength in the late stage of the energy gathering period due to injuries, so he stopped using the Soul Devouring Orb to absorb opponents. Zhenyuan and the idea of ​​using the five-element mysterious formation to besiege the opponent with a simple magic circle.

The old man in Tsing Yi was somewhat contemptuous of Feng Fan. It seemed that his opponent was also a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death. When he found out that he was a high-ranking monk, he was terrified.If you intimidate and lure yourself, it is very possible to kill your opponent without fighting.

Thinking of this, the old man in Tsing Yi showed a kind smile, and said softly: "If you hand over everything on your body, this old man will never hurt you at all. After all, this old man came to Yimang Mountain just to seek treasure, not to cause killing .” The old man didn’t see Feng Fan wearing the storage pouch, storage bracelet and storage ring, so he asked Feng Fan to hand over the things he was carrying.

"This junior will hand over all his belongings to the senior. As long as the senior lets the junior survive, everything on the junior will belong to the senior." The opponent's smile made Feng Fan a little nauseous, but in order to paralyze the opponent, Feng Fan still made false claims.