Could it be that the old friend Li Haomiao mentioned was Yan Muyan?
Cang Biejie obviously knew Yan Muyan.
Both of them are famous strong men in the world, but who would make Yan Muyan, the most beautiful woman in the North twenty years ago, miss her so much?
As the contemporary Pavilion Master of Shenyin Pavilion, Yan Muyan is naturally a wise and ingenious person, and as Yan Muyan's daughter, Yan Yi has also inherited Yan Muyan's intelligence and dexterity.
After a short thought, Yan Yi spoke.
"Toast a glass to drunken dreams and drink to the immortals,
I wish I could ignore human affairs.
The carefree and gentle countryside,
I wish to be a prodigal son for the rest of my life. "
"I think the person you miss is related to this poem."
Yan Muyan looked at the disappearing afterglow at the end of the mountain, a faint smile appeared on his face, as if he was remembering interesting things from his youth.
Over the years, Yan Yi has never been curious about Yan Muyan. In Yan Yi's impression, this was a cruel woman who threw her biological daughter away in the distant Kyoto without ever caring about her.
But now Yan Yi looks at Yan Muyan and feels a little pitiful for this figure who has been in the mountains all year round.
Yan Yi continued: "Cang Bieli is like a wandering cloud and a wild crane, with a sense of aloofness all over his body. This poem is extremely incompatible with him."
"So, Li Haomiao?"
Yan Yi clearly felt the purple-clothed figure in front of him tremble slightly, but he quickly covered up the strangeness just now.
The slightly cool evening breeze blew gently on their faces, bringing silence.
The last afterglow of the world lengthened the figures of the two of them, especially the woman in purple, whose slender shadow was so lonely.
After a long, long time, Yan Yi took a deep breath and gathered up her courage.
"So, is Li Haomiao my father?"
At this time, a middle-aged man was standing at the foot of the mountain at the edge of Shenyin Pavilion.
From here on, if you want to enter Shenyin Pavilion, you need to be led by the guiding disciples of Shenyin Pavilion, otherwise the numerous mechanisms and formations will trap people inside.
After an unknown amount of time, the one-armed young man behind him spoke: "Senior Li, if you want to enter the Shenyin Pavilion, you need to be led by a guiding disciple. I am a disciple of the Broken Blade Sect, so I can submit a greeting card."
The visitors were none other than Li Haomiao and Lei Jun.
Last night, after Nie Feng entrusted Lei Jun to Li Haomiao, he told Li Haomiao some terrible news.
As a result, Li Haomiao galloped towards Shenyin Pavilion Yukong one day.
With Li Haomiao's speed, it only took half a day to reach the boundary of Shenyin Pavilion, but he stood like a wooden man for an entire afternoon without entering Shenyin Pavilion.
Lei Jun thought that the other party was worried about Qimen Dunjia from Shenyin Pavilion, but he also felt that a majestic swordsman master and someone who stood at the top of martial arts should not be afraid of this.
Li Haomiao looked at the towering mountain peak in the distance and sighed.
"Let's go back to Beiliang City."
Li Haomiao no longer had the carefree look before, his figure was slightly bent, and his steps seemed heavier.
After the two left, two disciples from the Shenyin Pavilion walked out of the mountain forest, both of whom were still frightened.
"The aura of that man just now was too terrifying. I thought he was going to attack our Shenyin Pavilion."
"Hey, our Shenyin Pavilion's Qimen Dunjia is not just a decoration. But he dares to break in?"
What the two of them didn't know was that Li Haomiao knew the formation mechanism of Shenyin Pavilion better than the two of them.
Many, many years ago, a clever girl told him many things.
...
In the dilapidated courtyard, not a single herb in the medicine garden remained, the walls had all collapsed, and the originally flat ground had become bumpy, with many large holes.
This entire courtyard experienced a great battle.
In the yard, Yu Zhi was soaking in a large wooden barrel. In the barrel was the potion that Yu Zhuyue had been brewing for a whole day. There were countless medicinal herbs floating on the water.
When Yu Zhi's skin first came into contact with the black potion, a cool feeling spread throughout his body.
"Brother Xiaoyu." Yu Lan had tears in his eyes.
Yu Zhi quickly stopped Yu Lan and said, "No, no, no, you're making me look like I'm not going to die soon. Put away your tears."
Yu Lan snorted coldly. "Don't they care about you?"
"I won't die so easily. I wanted to die before, but couldn't. Now I don't want to die, and God won't accept my life so easily!" Yu Zhi said with a determined look.
I still have to live to rescue Tong'er, how could I die here!
Yu Zhi exhaled a breath of turbid air and said to Yu Zhuyue: "Mother-in-law, let's start."
Yu Zhuyue said: "Later, I will use the silver needle to guide the seven insects and seven flower poisons to explode in your body. This process is very fast. In just a few breaths, the toxicity of the seven insects and seven flower poisons will spread throughout you. whole body."
"Your life and death are just a few breaths away. When the toxicity breaks out, it is precisely the green blue flames that are needed to swallow up the toxicity."
As she spoke, Yu Zhuyue looked at the green flames floating above her head like flowing clouds.
Yu Zhi also looked at Biluo Qingyan, "Hey, Marshmallow, did you hear clearly?"
Marshmallow is the name Yu Zhi gave to Bi Luo Qingyan. Bi Luo Qingyan can't always be called like this.
Looking at the soft and cute appearance, it looked like a marshmallow, so I just called it this name.
Biluo Qingyan swayed around for a few times to express her understanding.
Yu Zhike couldn't believe that this naughty little guy really understood. He was a little more distracted and said, "That's it, don't resist later, I'll burn myself!"
"You must stay awake." Yu Zhuyue told him calmly.
Yu Zhiji understood the meaning of these words.
Immediately, Yu Zhi looked at Wei Wuji and said, "Master Hou, are you still unwilling to talk about what happened back then?"
Yu Zhi knew that tonight would be a life-or-death situation, so he asked Wei Wuji about his parents. But Wei Wuji seemed to have been prepared and remained tight-lipped.
"Young Master, it's not for your subordinates to talk about what happened back then." Wei Wuji dragged his injured body and knelt on one knee.
Yu Zhi curled his lips and said, "If I really die, can't you still let me be a sensible person?"
Wei Wuji said in a deep voice: "If the young master dies, what happened back then will be settled, and it doesn't matter if the young master doesn't know."
"If you put it this way, it would be easy to die."
"Living is an extremely difficult thing."
"Okay, let's forget that I'm afraid of you. Sooner or later I will know, right?"
"Yes. When it's time to let the young master know, he will let the young master know."
Yu Zhi looked at Wei Wuji, sighed, and said, "You don't have to kneel. I don't like these red tapes the most. If I survive, you have to change this problem."
When Yu Zhi looked at Yu Zhuyue again, the other party was already holding the silver needle, looking for the acupuncture points on Yu Zhi's body.
Yu Zhuyue has been practicing medicine for decades. Acupuncture is only a small skill in his hands, but when he wants to use this small skill, he must concentrate on it.
As the silver needles fell one by one, streaks of white smoke came out of Yu Zhi's head.
"Xiao Yu'er, be careful with the last shot!" Yu Zhuyue said.
Yu Zhi in the barrel clenched his fists tightly and felt nervous in his heart. "Mother-in-law, drop the needle!"
As Yu Zhuyue's last needle fell, the meridians on Yu Zhi's body suddenly burst out, like the roots of an old tree.
"ah..."
Yu Zhi's screams resounded through the sky, and the dark potion also fluctuated and swayed out of the barrel.
The severe pain will soon make Yu Zhi fall into a deep coma.
A burst of black energy jumped up to Yu Zhi's Yintang, and then Yu Zhi's whole body was covered by a burst of faint black energy.
This is the toxicity of the seven insects and seven flowers poison that has been hidden in Yu Zhi's body for nineteen years.
Yu Zhuyue held the crutch in her hand tightly. The toxicity of the seven insects and seven flower poisons had spread in Yu Zhi's body. She could do nothing now and could only rely on Yu Zhi himself.
"Now!" Yu Zhuyue shouted.
Yu Zhi, who was enduring the pain, opened his eyes fiercely and looked at the green flames in the sky.
"Marshmallow, it's up to you." Yu Zhi shouted hoarsely.
Every word spoken requires a lot of effort.
Yu Zhi originally wanted to use the "Fire Control Technique", but his idea was too simple. In the extreme pain, Yu Zhi couldn't concentrate on operating his Qi.
At this time, Biluo Qingyan was suspended above Yu Zhi's head, as if he was frightened by Yu Zhi's screams and did not dare to approach Yu Zhi.
After all, Biluo Qingyan only has the mind of a three-year-old child.
One breath and two breaths... In an instant, the black air in Yu Zhiyintang changed, becoming more and more intense, and the toxins invaded the limbs and bones. The flesh and blood squirmed everywhere like worms, and then lost vitality and died completely.
Yu Zhi also knew that the situation was critical and shouted: "If you want to be captured by the people in Cangshan, just leave me alone."
Suddenly, Biluo Qingyan seemed to understand something, and it rushed towards Yu Zhi below.
Fire and water were incompatible, and a huge burst of black smoke emitted from the entire barrel.
No one could see clearly what was going on inside, and they could only hear Yu Zhi's scream, like the roar of a wild beast, hidden in his throat.
This must have been an extremely painful process.
Yu Zhuyue shouted: "Xiao Yu'er, remember, you must stay awake!"
Under the black smoke, Yu Zhi's eyes were also dyed pitch black.
The green flames floated around Yu Zhi's body, and the original power entered Yu Zhi's body bit by bit.
The black poison was swallowed up bit by bit after coming into contact with the power of the clear green smoke to the sun. The black energy on Yu Zhi's body also faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Yu Zhuyue's guess was correct.
The extremely bright green blue flames can indeed swallow the poison of the Seven Insects and Seven Flowers Poison.
But then again, the original power of Biluo Qingyan is also corroding Yu Zhi's body.
What you need to know is that the so-called Qingyan body refining is nothing more than the strength left by Biluo Qingyan to temper the body.
The original power of Biluo Qingyan is that great cultivators of the ninth level of Open Monument should treat it with caution, let alone Yu Zhi, who is only an armor-breaking sixth level?
At the moment just now, Yu Zhi was hovering on the edge of death. At the moment when the Seven Insects and Seven Flowers Poison broke out, the cold and biting feeling was like an abyss that was about to swallow him up.
That terrifying feeling was even more terrifying than facing a strong man like Cang Bielie.
Fortunately, Yu Zhi held on.
The original power pouring out from the green blue flames relieved Yu Zhi's cold and biting feeling.
Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and the green flames of the blue sky swallow up the seven insects and seven flower poisons. But the flesh and blood of Yu Zhi's body was also burned by the green flames.
As Yu Zhi said before, could it be that Biluo Qingyan burned himself to death before swallowing the seven insects and seven flower poisons?
After Biluo Qingyan fell, he didn't feel how scary it was here, and just stayed by Yu Zhi's side with peace of mind.
As long as you don't get caught, you can do anything. A small flame has great ambitions.
Yu Zhi looked at Biluo Qingyan wandering in the water and said, "Marshmallow, can you contain your original power?"
