After experiencing life and death, Yao Pofeng has grown a lot. If he had the same virtue as before, he would have gone up to fight in a group without knowing the heights of the sky.
"really."
Qingyun nodded solemnly when he heard the words. He was not afraid of the strange beasts. After all, after mastering the magical power of blood, he was certain about seeking good luck and avoiding evil in the small secret realm, especially when avoiding powerful strange beasts. , I am afraid of those demon spirits that have become spirits.
Although it is said that there are no high-level monks in this small secret realm, that is, existences above the Yuanhua realm, those ancient demon spirits sometimes do not shed their demonic bodies and transform into humans.
They believe in their own power even more. After condensing the demon elixir and developing spiritual wisdom in the Hundred Meridians Realm, they still choose to stay in the demon form, so that their bodies will continue to grow and grow.
Although their cultivation talents may not be as good as those of the same race with all seven orifices open, sometimes their vitality becomes more tenacious and more difficult to deal with than if they give up their powerful physical bodies.
Of course, they don't know yet that there are no so-called demon spirits or demon clans in this small secret realm. Even if there are, they will be outsiders who will appear in the near future.
While Qingyun was still thinking about countermeasures, Yao Pofeng was very bachelor. He smiled, showing his leaky teeth, and said flatteringly:
"Don't think about it, I said Qingyun, let's take it one step at a time and see if this spiritual wine can do it, hehe, can it do it..."
Seeing Yao Pofeng openly asking for a drink with a fawning look on his face, Qingyun wanted to pretend to ignore him again, but later the rogue insisted that he was dying and that he must take a sip before he died to rest in peace. The young man was so helpless that he shouted bad luck.
However, in his heart, he didn't resent Yao Pofeng's behavior at all. He just smiled a little painfully and filled a glass for him.
At this time, even if Yao Pofeng drank up the pot of spiritual wine, it would be of no use. He was just greedy for wine now. Compared with Qingyun's sip, Yao Ershao's bold gesture of draining the wine in one gulp was even more... The poor man's face felt distressed and turned red and white.
As the night passed, Yao Pofeng's leg injury had healed to some extent, and it no longer hindered his movement. The swelling in the pig's head had also subsided. Of course, as long as he didn't show his big, leaking teeth, he was still quite handsome.
The time in the small secret realm is very different from that in the outside world. There is no sun and moon competing for brightness, but only the rotation of stars. Day and night are only judged by the intensity of starlight.
The two of them would inevitably talk about their origins.
Qingyun was saved by Yao Pofeng, so he didn't hide the identity of the second young master of his demon sect, the Yao family. However, although Qingyun was surprised, he didn't have much other thoughts.
The blood feud in Liangren Village is still vivid in his mind, and he feels like weeping every time he thinks about it. Moreover, after knowing his life experience and the value of the treasure in his arms, Qingyun spends almost every day in fear.
So over the past few years, although he longed for strength to find out the truth, he was deeply wary of the dignitaries and bigwigs in the world of cultivation. Bai Zhizheng is a good example.
He has an intuition that the tragedy in Liangren Village is just a drop in the ocean in this vast Jiuzhou. In troubled times, how can those powerful people who want to overturn the world care about the lives of mere ants?
All of this may be just the beginning.
Qingyun regards Yao Pofeng as a friend and does not want to involve him in his affairs. It is as strong as the Demon Sheng Sect. If the monks from all over the world gather together to attack it, even tigers will not be able to stop a pack of wolves.
Therefore, Qingyun naturally concealed a few things about his origins, but he only omitted some core content and those about his acquaintance with Yao Mengxun, and the rest that could be said was almost not concealed.
But just that was enough to shock Yao Pofeng!
Not to mention his unparalleled talent, it may not be uncommon to reach the full level of spiritual guidance within two or three years in a super-class sect as powerful as the Demonic Sect, but his extraordinary perseverance and persistence, as well as his keen intuition for combat, are what makes him so powerful. Second Young Master Yao looked at him with admiration.
Recalling that Qingyun could easily bully him yesterday, he also understood how this little casual cultivator relied on his own strength to survive life and death and reach where he is now.
Compared with Qingyun, Yao Pofeng only felt that he had really lived like a dog in the past few decades. How much water had to be released when the gang of flattering boys in the sect had to fight with him on weekdays!
It can even be said that if he faced Qingyun with his current cultivation level, Qingyun still had a chance of winning. No wonder this weak-looking young man could kill Shen Ang of the Hundred Meridians Realm.
Fortunately, Qingyun's current appearance has been slightly adjusted by Xiaoqi using Qilin Blazing Flame. It loses a lot of the bookish grace and softness in the past and has a lot more heroic vigor.
If he had his previous appearance, Yao Pofeng would probably recognize him as a Niangpi.
What's interesting is that when talking about Shen Ang and the others, after Qingyun described it, Yao Pofeng was stunned for a moment, and then laughed a few times.
According to what he said, he was being chased by Han Yu and his men at that time. By chance, he met Shen Ang and the others who were passing by. At that time, Yao Pofeng had already asked for help without caring about the few pounds of face he had left.
But what he got in exchange was that the three people ran wildly without their lives, and the dust on his face was thrown away.
Early the next morning, after trying several times, Yao Pofeng finally stood up again and couldn't help laughing wildly:
"Han Yu, Han Yu, God is not over, I, you idiots have beaten me half to death but didn't kill me, you want to leave me alive to watch the show, right? It's better now, I didn't watch the show but I was alive Get down, fuck, just wait for me, I’m going to strip you all naked and feed them to the dogs!”
He was laughing wildly, and Qingyun also burst into laughter and said:
"How much is your dog's life worth?"
Yao Pofeng was a little embarrassed when he heard this, but he had always been thick-skinned, so he simply pulled Qingyun into his arms and hugged him wildly.
Only then did Qingyun realize that Yao Pofeng was taller than him. Although he was nearly twenty years old, his appearance was still that of fifteen or sixteen years old. His immature face made him look really not strong enough.
Yao Pofeng's real age is over forty years old. Although his appearance is still in his early twenties, his figure has developed into a muscular figure.
In addition, his clothes were in tatters and he was half-clothed. Holding Qingyun in his arms was like a big bear holding a bean sprout, which made him breathless.
"Qingyun, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. We are friends in times of need. I know you are not interested in fame, wealth or anything like that, but I still have to say something."
After letting go of the small bamboo pole, Yao Pofeng looked at Qingyun intently for a while, and then said solemnly:
"Although I, Yao Po Feng, am a bit mixed up, I still have some status in the Mo Sheng Sect. Since you said before that you don't care about the status of your friends, I won't treat you as an outsider."
Qingyun smiled casually and muttered:
"Brother Feng, just say it directly, don't beat around the bush."
"Well, well, I think that although you practice Xianjia Xuan Gong, your Qi pulse is long, but it is thick and strong but lacks potential. With your talent, you can spread your skills and rebuild it! If my Yao family does not fall for one day, the gate of the Demonic Sect will be destroyed. Always open to you, I believe you can understand!”
Although Yao Pofeng's cultivation level has been banned, his vision is still there, and what he said hits the critical point of Qingyun's current situation. However, although he understands the sincerity in his tone, Qingyun also has his own ambitions.
Joining the Demon Sheng Sect will definitely make things easier, and with Yao Pofeng's recommendation, there will be no shortage of various training resources.
But both Xiao Qi and Yan Lao have said that he is not suitable for practicing demonic skills easily now that he is riddled with blood evil karma. Not only that, Qingyun is also very taboo about his own Qilin bloodline.
Although a master in the wind control realm as powerful as Lei Jiang did not realize that he was carrying a treasure at that time, the drop of essence and blood in the Qilin tooth has already broken through the wall and merged into his body.
He didn't know if those beings with profound cultivation could see the secrets he had hidden.
For example, Yao Pofeng's father, Yao Shengtian, is "Yao Shengtian outside the Demon School"!
That is the Demonic Sect! This is not some Haiyou Sword Sect who is not worthy of carrying his shoes!
No matter how good the relationship between Yao Pofeng and him is, it is still a matter between the two of them, but his father is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years. Who knows if this kind of person has completely cultivated the seven emotions and six desires, and only pursues the misty Traceless immortality or some kind of sect benefit.
Moreover, they were not even sure whether they could get out of the small secret realm at the moment, so Qingyun used this to apologetically reject Yao Pofeng's kindness.
However, regarding the issue of his own bloodline, Qingyun himself is somewhat unfounded.
If he is a little ant, he can still be found out if someone forcibly searches his soul, but it is almost impossible for the unicorn essence and blood to be discovered. Not to mention that his true spirit power is very weak. He simply does not have a true spirit. Creatures of the bloodline cannot feel the aura from the previous life at all, let alone what if they can feel it?
Even if those beings with great cultivation can get some clues, how many of them can know about this power that is so long ago that it has surpassed the ancient times.
Moreover, the land of Jiuzhou is countless miles away, and how many creatures are there in the world?
It’s not like there aren’t people with some alien blood and some weird talents. Humans are divided into various clans. Isn’t half-demon the best example?
Of course, Qingyun is a special existence, and some things are destined to be inevitable. The ruts of fate are never traceable.
The secret can still be deduced, not to mention the revenge and truth he seeks, aren't they also the secret that cannot be revealed in the hands of others?
Yao Pofeng saw that Qingyun really had no intention of joining the Demon Sect, so he said nothing more. His temperament was already out of touch, and it was not his style to say such solicitous words.
Qingyun was his chosen friend, and he couldn't force himself on his friends.
Just as Qingyun said, one of them is a little shrimp and the other is a disabled person. They are both responsible for today and there is no tomorrow. They must first find a way to get out alive.
