The words of the Nine Taoists shocked and frightened the Blood God Son.
He originally thought that his plan was flawless, but he didn't expect that he would always be under the surveillance of others. Even if he overstepped it once in the past ten years, he would have already fallen.
"Boy, your play is over and can be over. If you have any other requests, such as a magic weapon or a pill, I can satisfy you."
The sloppy old man seemed to never finish the wine in his wine gourd. In just a few moments, he had already poured it into his mouth seven or eight times, and every time he drank like a cow, he would not stop until his mouth was full.
With Jiudao Ren, a strong man in the Dan Formation stage, no matter how unwilling the Blood God Son is, he can only admit that he is unlucky.
After clasping fists in thanks, he flew his sword and fled Maple Leaf City.
Chen Yuan has been observing the sloppy old man since he appeared. With his tattered clothes, gray and fluffy hair, and stubble all over his face, he didn't look like a strong man in the world.
"Boy, you are very good. You are more promising than I was five hundred years ago, and you dare to fight against the ninth level of Qi refining with the third level of Qi refining. Do you know that if it weren't for your three-move bet, the Blood God Son could have done it with one move? I can kill you. None of the magic weapons in your hand can withstand one of his fireball spells."
The sloppy old man looked at Chen Yuan jokingly and continued: "It seems that you are seriously injured, and your bones and meridians are broken in many places. If you don't treat it in time, your cultivation path will end here."
Chen Yuan was shocked. He didn't expect that his rash behavior would bring such serious consequences to him, and he quickly said:
"Senior is a master in this world. Please understand that it is not easy for me to practice and help me solve my worries."
"I'm not an expert in this world, I'm just a crazy old man who's hundreds of years old. Here you go, this is a first-grade pulse-strengthening pill. Eat it and then stay in seclusion for three months. It should allow you to recover from your injuries. .”
"Oh, by the way, rescue Liu Nizi from the cave. That kid Blood God Son is not a good guy. Since he wants to use the Xuanyin Body to break the prison, doesn't he know that the Xuanyin Body is one of the top ten cultivation saints in the world? One of the bodies? Destroyed her virginity and can no longer achieve anything."
While he was talking, the sloppy old man had already left the scene, leaving only Chen Yuan who didn't know why.
Based on the characteristics of the Xuanyin body, Chen Yuan thought that the sloppy old man was also interested in Liu Muyun, but after hearing the old man's last words, Chen Yuan rejected his idea.
Maybe he just didn't want to see an extremely talented girl become a tool for others on their path to cultivation.
Liu Muyun in the cave was not harmed, but her acupoints were sealed, unable to move or speak. In fact, she saw Chen Yuan's conversation and fight with the Son of Blood God, and the appearance of the Nine Taoists.
"Brother Chen...wuwu...little sister knows...you will definitely come to save me..."
As soon as Liu Muyun's acupuncture points were untied, the girl with eyes full of tears fell into Chen Yuan's arms.
"It hurts... it hurts..."
Since childhood, except for his parents, this was the first time that Chen Yuan was hugged by a girl. In addition to the fragrance that hit his nostrils, he felt severe pain in his body.
"Yes... I'm sorry... I forgot, Brother Chen has been seriously injured..."
Leaving Chen Yuan's chest and wiping the tears from her eyes, Liu Muyun smiled and said, "Brother Chen, why are you so stupid? Why do you come here to save me when you know you are no match for the Blood God Son?"
Chen Yuan did not directly answer Liu Muyun's words, but said quietly: "I want to eat sweet and sour carp."
Liu Muyun understood the idea and ran out quickly. Maple Leaf City was the place where she grew up. It was easy to get some delicious ingredients.
While Liu Muchun was cooking, Chen Yuan took a look at the Blood God Son's cave.
There are three caves dug halfway up the mountain. The outermost one is the largest and has a stone table and benches. There is a teapot and a teacup on the stone table. It seems that the Blood God Son is a tea drinker.
There is a landscape painting hanging on the front wall, a majestic mountain, a three thousand-foot waterfall, a pavilion under the waterfall, and a small boat parked next to the pavilion.
In the pavilion, there were two people whose faces could not be seen clearly, a man and a woman.
"A small boat traveling thousands of miles across mountains and mountains suddenly looks back. Where is he worried?"
This is the only sentence in the painting. Although Chen Yuan does not know who this "him" is, the fact that the Blood God Son can hang this painting in the main hall of his cave shows that this "him" is very important to him.
Chen Yuan sighed softly and walked into the room on the left. There was a bed and a long stone table. The items on the bed were very simple, only a quilt.
What makes Chen Yuan feel strange is that since there is a bronze mirror on the long table, since a grown man takes the mirror as his personal belongings, the hobby of the Blood God Son is really confusing.
"A high-grade magic weapon? Since this bronze mirror is a top-grade magic weapon?"
What an unexpected surprise, what a huge unexpected surprise. I didn't expect that the Blood God Son, who was forced to retreat by a few words from the sloppy old man, would leave such a treasure to himself.
A high-grade magic weapon is a treasure coveted by monks in the Qi refining stage, and one piece can buy tens of thousands of spiritual stones.
Spiritual power was injected into the bronze mirror, and a golden beam of light shot out instantly, creating a hole in the rock wall that was as big as a bowl and three feet deep.
You know, Chen Yuan only injected 30% of the spiritual power. If he injected ten levels, he could kill the demonized Tong Dawei with one move.
I rummaged around the room again and found nothing else except the bronze mirror.
"I am too greedy. A high-grade magic weapon is already a great gift from heaven. If there is another one, maybe the Son of Blood God has already successfully established the foundation, so there is no need to use the apprentice I have raised for more than ten years."
The room on the right is the smallest and most special room. There is nothing else except a few round clay pots.
Chen Yuan didn't understand why the Blood God Son placed several clay pots in the most secret room.
Driven by curiosity, Chen Yuan opened one of the clay pots.
In an instant, a thick black mist spurted out from the clay pot.
"poison?"
Chen Yuan was shocked and immediately held his breath. Although he was not a master of poison, he was a master of poisoning people. The most powerful thing about poison is that it hurts people invisible.
If it hadn't been for the repeated assistance of Ju Du Dan, Chen Yuan might not have made it this far, and he might have died in the mouth of a wolf before he met Liu Muyun for the first time.
To Chen Yuan, poison is not an evil thing, but a great assistant.
About half an hour later, the black mist in the stone house dispersed. Chen Yuan looked into the pottery pot and saw that there was a foot-long centipede inside.
Centipede, commonly known as centipede, is a medicinal material and one of the most common insects in the world. Most of them are black or brown, but the centipede in the pottery pot is completely different. Since it is white and completely transparent, when placed in the sun, it looks like Nothing.
"This is a sneak attack weapon!"
Chen Yuan didn't know how to control insects, but he knew that centipedes were one of the five poisons. This kind of transparent and highly poisonous centipede, if it could be successfully controlled, would definitely be a weapon for sneak attacks and murders.
At this moment, Chen Yuan realized how lucky he was and how unlucky the Blood God Son was.
Whether it was a high-grade bronze mirror or a white centipede in a clay pot, each of them could kill Chen Yuan instantly, but the Blood God Son chose to bet against him, and finally escaped due to the appearance of the Nine Taoists.
In fact, Chen Yuan understood that the reason why the Blood God Son failed was not that he was too arrogant or that he did not use the most powerful treasure, but that he lacked luck and was targeted by the Nine Daoists.
If Chen Yuan were the son of the Blood God, maybe he would make the same decision.
After all, in the eyes of the ninth level of Qi Refining, the third level of Qi Refining is a reptile that can be crushed at any time.
There are three clay pots in the stone house. Each pot has a transparent centipede. However, two of the pots are too small, only about the size of a thumb. Only the first pot opened is larger.
Looking at the three powerful transparent centipedes in front of him, Chen Yuan wanted to master the method of driving them, but after searching the entire cave, he could not find the method of driving them left by the Blood God Son.
At this time, Liu Muyun's meal was ready. There were six dishes, three meat and two vegetables, plus a soup. It was very rich.
"Brother Chen, you are injured, so you won't drink today. Try the scallion pancakes I made. It's crispy and delicious. It will be delicious with your favorite sweet and sour carp."
Liu Muyun likes to cook, but she has lived in Maple Leaf City for more than ten years. Every time she cooks, she is the only one who eats it. Master Xue Shenzi has never eaten with her once.
The Son of Blood God often said: "Monks, you are cultivating the great road. Only mortals will eat chicken, fish, meat, eggs, pickles and radishes. Avoiding the secular world is the most important thing for monks."
It was only after meeting Chen Yuan that Liu Muyun's cooking skills were recognized.
"Yes, sister Muyun's cooking skills have improved again."
Watching Chen Yuan devouring the food he cooked by himself, Liu Muyun shed tears unconsciously from the corners of his eyes. She had imagined many times that she could quietly watch the master eating the food she cooked, but the master only regarded her as a prop on the monk's journey.
"Why are you crying, sister Muyun? Everything is over. From now on, no one will think about your Xuanyin body anymore. There is no need to cry anymore."
Chen Yuan was like a fool, burying his head in eating but not knowing what the girl was thinking.
"Brother Chen, will you leave Maple Leaf City?" asked the girl who wiped the tears from her eyes.
"Yes. I can embark on the path of a monk because of Qinglan Sect's Xuanyun. Maybe one day I will look for him."
Chen Yuan only focused on eating and didn't notice the change in the girl's expression.
"Qinglan Sect? Is it the Qinglan Sect in Zhongzhou? From the Northern Territory to Zhongzhou, you have to pass through three dynasties, which is a total of 80,000 miles. Is Brother Chen really going there?"
The girl's voice trembled.
"Now that I have embarked on the road of cultivation, I will definitely not give up. Luochen County is too small. Except for the Luoxia Sect, there are no other large sects, and only Zhongzhou can allow me to grow. Therefore, Qinglan Sect, I Will definitely go.”
Chen Yuan really loves Liu Muyun’s food. He never raised his head from beginning to end.
"But I don't want to leave Maple Leaf City. This is where I grew up."
At this moment, Chen Yuan finally put down his chopsticks and raised his head.
