"Senior Brother Yun is so awesome!"
The disciples of Tianxuanwu Academy looked at Ling Yun with admiration!
"You can run fast."
Ling Yun stared at the escaping Demon Flame Python and did not pursue it.
Because he noticed that there was an extremely terrifying life under the fire tower.
That heaven-destroying aura made Ling Yun feel terrified.
Wow!
At this time, Wu De spat out blood again, and the blood fell to the ground, still stained with the evil aura of flames.
Ling Yun frowned slightly.
Wu De was injured this time, not only physically, but also in his soul.
Injuries to the soul are the most difficult to treat.
Even with Ling Yun's medical skills, he still needs medication.
After a while, Ling Yun first used golden needles to suppress Wu De's injuries.
Wu De waved his hand and said: "Don't worry about me for now, go and see how Martial Ancestor is doing!"
Tian Xuan Martial Ancestor used his Qi in advance, and Wu De was worried that something would go wrong.
As for his injuries, his soul was injured and it would be difficult to recover even with soul-cultivating techniques.
Unless you get the wonders of heaven and earth that cultivate your soul.
"I know what Martial Ancestor is about, so I'll give you a good thing first."
Ling Yun said and took out a flower from the storage bag.
Tianhunhua!
This Heavenly Soul Flower was dug by Ling Yun from the Chu family manor.
The Heavenly Soul Flower is a wonderful medicine for repairing soul wounds.
Chu Xiaobu was able to live for more than three hundred years precisely because of such heaven-defying treasures as the Heavenly Soul Flower.
Some time ago, Hanyue had been holding this flower to warm her soul.
It wasn't until she obtained the Dragon Marrow Ghost Flower that the Heavenly Soul Flower was discarded by Han Yue and thrown aside.
"Tianhunhua!"
Wu De's eyes narrowed.
He didn't expect that Ling Yun could even obtain such rare things from heaven and earth.
"Hey, I won't be polite to you anymore."
Immediately, Wu De collected the Tianhun Flower and held it in his arms, feeling closer to him than to his wife.
However, Wu De did not forget Tianxuan Martial Ancestor.
He quickly urged Ling Yun: "Go and see how Martial Ancestor is doing."
The first floor of the fire tower.
Tian Xuan Martial Ancestor sat cross-legged, his face pale and bloodless, and even his breath became intermittent.
This is the consequence of using your true energy in advance!
If Tian Xuan Martial Ancestor hadn't taken the spring water of life before, he would have been completely cold by now.
Wu De glanced at him, his face full of anxiety, and asked Ling Yun: "Can Martial Ancestor be saved?"
Hearing these words, Tian Xuan Martial Ancestor's eyelashes trembled.
Wu De, that brat, sounded like he was getting ready to eat.
"Let me try."
Ling Yun did not give a definite answer.
If it were the situation before and Wu Zu's current situation, he would be helpless.
But after reaching the Tianhe realm, Ling Yun's Nine Nether Soul Forging Records improved, as did his soul power.
He also gained a lot of medical knowledge.
There is naturally a way to deal with Martial Ancestor's situation!
It's just that Ling Yun is not sure.
After a while, Ling Yun took out a lot of heavenly materials and earthly treasures from the storage bag, and took a drop of the holy dragon's essence and blood.
Ling Yun first applied acupuncture to Tian Xuan Martial Ancestor, and then arranged a terrifyingly powerful formation.
After doing this, Ling Yun was not so tired even if he did it seven times a night!
"Finally done!"
Immediately, Ling Yun lay on the ground with his legs spread out and let out a sigh of relief.
Wu De glanced at it and found that the situation of Tianxuan Martial Ancestor was stable.
But his cultivation level is only at the ninth level of the True Saint.
Wu De couldn't help but worry: "Ling Yun, Martial Ancestor won't stay in the True Saint Realm forever, right?"
As soon as Wu De said this, Zhao Wuji, the Sixth Patriarch of Tianxuan and others all stared at Ling Yun, and each of them breathed heavier.
As the ban on Blue Wind County was lifted, more and more powerful people poured in.
Moreover, there are powerful forces such as the Xiao family and the Jiang family in the country.
If Tian Xuan Martial Ancestor stays in the True Saint Realm forever, this is not good news.
Everyone has seen how powerful Ling Yun's medical skills are.
If Ling Yun couldn't do anything, then probably no one in this world would be able to help Martial Ancestor.
"Currently I can only save Martial Ancestor's life." Ling Yun had a look of helplessness on his face.
Of course he also wanted to cure Tianxuan Martial Ancestor.
There is a holy king sitting in Tianxuanwuyuan, who dares to touch his family?
Hearing this, Wu De and the others were like the dead Caiye.
Wu Zu was very tolerant and said with a smile: "Don't be like this, everyone. I am very happy to be able to save my life."
"Don't worry, everyone, I will definitely find a way to restore Martial Ancestor in the future."
Seeing that Wu De and others all looked like mourners, Ling Yun added.
There is absolutely no bragging in this statement!
Lingyun practiced the Nine Nether Soul Forging Record, and every time he broke through, he would inherit something.
Weapon refining, talismans, formations, medical techniques...
"Ling Yun, is this true?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked happy.
Even Tian Xuan Martial Ancestor suddenly stared at Ling Yun, even breathing a little heavier.
Force is as important to a warrior as kidneys are to a man.
I wonder which man who is weak doesn't dream of getting hard?
Tian Xuan Martial Ancestor is naturally no exception.
"Of course it's true, I never brag." Ling Yun smiled slightly, he could understand the psychology of Tian Xuan Martial Ancestor.
Seeing this, Tian Xuan Martial Ancestor smiled and said: "Okay, then I will wait for you to help me regain my strength."
After a while, everyone dispersed.
Wu De followed Ling Yun into Langya Pavilion.
Seeing that Wu De hesitated to speak, Ling Yun took the initiative and asked: "Uncle Wu, what's the matter?"
Wu De pondered slightly and asked: "Next, are you going to the Xiao family to participate in the selection of the Holy Son?"
"right."
Ling Yun nodded.
He has no interest in becoming the Xiao family's holy son.
But becoming the holy son of the Xiao family is equivalent to getting a ticket to Halloween Paradise.
Wu De said worriedly: "It is said that becoming the Xiao family's holy son is equivalent to getting a ticket to Halloween Paradise..."
"But over the years, the saint sons selected by the Xiao family have all disappeared inexplicably."
"Ling Yun, it's not me who slandered the Xiao family. People in the world are evil. The Xiao family has been inherited for thousands of years and is definitely not the Holy Mother!"
"Becoming the Holy Son of the Xiao family has only benefits and no disadvantages for everyone, but the Xiao family has no benefits. Why is the Xiao family still willing to select the Holy Son?"
Ling Yun couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Indeed.
The Xiao family cannot be such a holy mother.
So what is the purpose of the Xiao family in selecting the Holy Son?
Ling Yun thought for a moment but still couldn't figure it out, so he simply threw the question behind him.
If you want to know the purpose of the Xiao family, wouldn’t you know it by participating in the selection of the Holy Son?
As for the danger, now that he has the Shenlong Army in hand, he is enough to arm-wrestle with the Xiao family.
Thinking of this, Ling Yun said: "Uncle Wu, I will be careful."
After a pause, Ling Yun said: "Uncle Wu, is there no way to completely solve the Nine Heavens Demon Flame?"
After this incident, Ling Yun also realized that the Nine Heavens Demonic Flame was a huge threat.
This time he caught up.
If he fails to catch up with the next outbreak, won't the entire Tianxuan Martial Academy be destroyed by the demonic flames?
His family members are all still in Tianxuanwu Academy.
When mentioning this matter, Wu De looked bitter and said, "Do you know the origin of the Nine Heavens Demon Flame?"
"I don't know." Ling Yun shook his head.
Wu De took a deep breath and said slowly: "Nine Nether Demon Cave!"
