Emperor of Eternals

Chapter 544 Donate Pills and Apply Bihai Poisonous Heart
Needless to say, Yun Lantian, Leng Feng also recognized this golden elixir.

When Dudu was injured that day, Ji Dao Patriarch gave him this medicine to heal Dudu's wounds and wash his marrow. He also knew the preciousness of this medicine, and suddenly his heart became hot again.

Standing on his feet, he turned away from the Jidao Patriarch, bowed at ninety degrees, and made a big salute.

At this moment, he is no longer an ancient hero, but a recent disciple of Penglai, the successor of the art of art, and the apprentice of his ancestor.

And this bow is just a big gift given by the apprentice to thank the master for his kindness, with a pure and sincere heart.

Yun Lantian watched from the side, nodded in satisfaction, then reached into his bosom, took out a small brocade box from his bosom, handed it to Leng Feng, and said softly: "Patriarch Jidao gave you this golden pill, although it is a magic medicine, The effect is miraculous, but it will take a lot of time to refine and absorb it!"

"And tomorrow is the final, and you still have to participate, so there is no delay, so my Huayuan Pill can help you quickly refine the Golden Pill overnight, and it can also allow you to completely absorb the power of the Golden Pill! You Take it, take the two together, the effect is the best!"

This person was the culprit who hurt him, Leng Feng said he wasn't angry, but he was actually a little angry, although he didn't show it and was suppressed by him, but towards Yun Lantian, he also felt a little cold.

But at this moment, Yun Lantian actually gave him a treasure, so that trace of annoyance was also diluted.

It's not that Leng Feng sees Bao's eyes open, but he can also feel that Yun Lantian really cares about him from the bottom of his heart and loves him a lot.

"Thank you, suzerain. Don't worry, suzerain. This disciple will definitely heal his wounds well. It will not affect tomorrow's martial arts competition. He will definitely win the first place in the East China sea martial arts competition, and it will be a credit to Penglai!"

Yun Lantian waved his hands with a smile, and said with a leisurely smile: "Wrong, the suzerain gave you the medicine, not to let you win the first place! The number one in the East China Sea will already be a cover, who will care!"

"Leng Feng, why do you fight for something that I don't care about? I just hope that you will be able to protect yourself and not get hurt again in the last fight!"

As he spoke, Yun Lantian also turned around and strode towards the door, but when he reached the door, he paused slightly.

Suddenly he said in a deep voice: "Leng Feng, I know you are extraordinary. In time, you will definitely be a character, but now you have not achieved anything in cultivation, and there is still a long way to go, so it is best to make fewer enemies. It is also good for your future practice. It is very beneficial, although I, Penglai, is a big tree, but if you cause a catastrophe, I may not be able to protect you well!"

"Sovereign, my Leng Feng's creed is that no one offends me, I will not offend others, and if anyone offends me, I will repay twice as much. This is my way, but I still thank the suzerain for reminding me!"

……

In the dead of night, Penglai Qinyin Xiaozhu, the resting place of Bihai Jianzong.

Yun Bihai called Yun Shaoyang to his room alone.

"My son, although Leng Feng was seriously injured this time, he is not dead, and I just got the news that this kid will still participate in the competition tomorrow!"

"It must be Yun Lantian and Jidao old ghost who used some panacea to keep him alive!"

"You must have seen that Leng Feng's ability. Under the palm of Faying Patriarch, he can still stand upright. This strength should not be underestimated. If you fight tomorrow, if he is fine, you should fight well. It will be easy, so my father hopes that you will not overdo it and deal with it carefully."

"By the way, I passed on your Sword God Sacrifice, how many levels have you cultivated now!"

When Yun Shaoyang saw his father asking, he suddenly smiled and said: "To tell you the truth, my son has already reached the third stage of drawing the soul of the sword into his body. Chongtian, my son has no fear!"

Yun Bihai nodded when he heard the words, and said with a satisfied smile: "Oh, that's good, this way we have an extra chance of winning! Remember, if you can take Leng Feng's life, you'd rather be desperate!"

"I believe you won't let Wei father down!"

Yun Shaoyang smiled coldly, his eyes were gloomy, full of murderous intent, nodded and said: "Don't think that Leng Feng can kill that idiot Bao Xing, and he can survive under the hands of Faying Patriarch, but if he really meets his son, I will If he dares to issue a military order with his father, he will definitely die!"

"Heh heh... the pride, this is just like my son, tomorrow's battle, whether you can win honor for your father and relieve me, it's up to you!"

As Yun Bihai said, he patted the storage bag on his waist, sacrificed a sword pouch, and handed him over to Yun Shaoyang.

The man stared into Yun Shaoyang's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "This sword, named Duan Tianya, was given to my father by someone else, but at that time my father had already reached the realm of a baby, and he had walked in the East China Sea for a long time. Use your weapons!"

"And this weapon is incompatible with the wood-type supernatural powers that my father cultivated, so it is not suitable for use!"

"But you are different. Since you were a child, you have the aptitude of the holy body and the physique of the gold system, so your father asked you to practice the supernatural powers of the gold system, and this sword is just right for you. It is stronger than the magic weapon you are using now. Last quality!"

"If you use it to draw the sword spirit into your body, its strength will increase a lot! I didn't use this sword for you before, because my father still has another worry, that is, I am afraid that you will not be able to control this weapon, and you will hurt yourself instead. , and now that you practice Sword God Sacrifice, you have already reached the realm of the third heaven, so it is not too much to force you to use him."

"Father, I believe that with this sword as your arm, if you want to defeat Leng Feng, you will have a better chance of winning!"

Yun Shaoyang weighed the sword Duan Tianya in his hand, carefully up and down, then showed a gleam of joy, nodded and said: "Thank you father for giving the sword, with it in hand, my son's heart will be even lower!"

"Hey, good son, let's honor your father tomorrow..."

……

In the East China Sea, [-] miles away from Penglai, there is a small island that is isolated overseas. Usually, because it is too far from the inland, even seabirds seldom settle here. But tonight, this small island is extremely lively.

On the island, there are as many as 2000 people dressed in black, but judging from their costumes, they are members of the blood demon sect.

The fat and thin immortal, and two other men in black, were sitting next to a campfire, chatting with each other.

"Senior Brother Zhao, you don't know how rampant Penglai is, and you actually despise us so much. Junior brother can't swallow this tone. Anyway, the Demon Sect will attack Penglai sooner or later. I think choosing a day is worse than hitting the sun. Let's tonight Just act!"

Fat Immortal Venerable looked angry, and after finishing speaking angrily, he stared at an old man in black sitting opposite him, as if he was waiting for his reply.

This black-clothed old man was none other than the head of the four great elders of the Blood Demon Sect, Zhao Defang, who was cultivated as a magic infant, and was stronger than the fat and thin immortals.

(End of this chapter)