With Yiran's assistance, the elemental power on Wuye's wound dissipated at an extremely fast speed.
Although there were still strands of blood oozing out from the hideous wounds.
But after the elemental burns that were like rotten bone maggots dissipated, the magic power in Wuye's body was finally able to suppress the deterioration of the injury, and the whole person's energy began to become vigorous.
But after a while, Wuye's injuries recovered by more than 20%.
Just looking at this recovery speed, Yiran knew that this guy was terrifying and often injured.
Otherwise, considering the magician's physique, let alone recovering so quickly, he might not be able to survive until now.
Suddenly, Wuye opened his eyes, looked straight at Yiran outside the flower bud, and said excitedly:
"You actually discovered my hiding place, you actually found something unusual about this flower bud!"
If it weren't for the injuries all over his body, Wuye, who was extremely excited, might have jumped up.
One is sitting and the other is lying down, their eyes looking at each other across the space.
After a moment of silence, Wuye spoke first: "How did you discover me?"
Yiran "looked" into Wuye's eyes and said in a deep voice: "The petals of this flower are dyed red by your blood. As long as you use your mental power to carefully examine it, you can eventually be found in the bud."
There was a heavy look in Wuye's eyes. As a rare space magician in a hundred years, what he was most proud of was hiding and elusive movement.
Being able to escape with one's life under the siege of eight spiritual monks who were no weaker than themselves was something that many people could be proud of.
But who is he?
It’s Wuye who possesses space magic!
"The unique space magic has ended up like this when faced with eight old guys of the same level."
"Since God has given me unique space magic, why not let me find the inheritance of space magic!"
"There are so many Jedi and so many secret realms, and I have been searching for them for more than ten years, but in the end it was all in vain."
Yiran looked at the self-pitying Wuye with strange eyes and asked, "Do you still remember me?"
Wuye was stunned, looked into Yiran's eyes, and said doubtfully: "Should I know you?"
Yiran's mental power suddenly turned into a bayonet, stabbing into Wuye's mind.
The pain that was more severe than the injuries on his body made Wuye almost jump up and cursed:
"You bitch, since you saved me and healed my wounds, don't do all this. Just say what you have to say and let it go."
"I'll give you a hint. Six years ago, the Royal Palace of the Wind and Fire Principality."
Wuye's eyes narrowed and he said in horror: "You are that child!"
Then Wuye's eyes became confused and he murmured:
"It only took you six years to reach the level of a great warrior from the level of a great warrior."
"This kind of cultivation speed is much faster than mine, so what's the point of my space magic?"
In confusion, Wuye clenched his fists and beat the ground over and over again, roaring:
"Why!"
"Why!"
Seeing Wuye who was almost emotionally collapsed, Yiran then asked:
"Then why do you want to kill me?"
Wuye looked at Yiran again with confused eyes, and said with a weak smile: "Why else, of course it's for the reward!"
"Ordinary assassinations of magisters and martial sects cost only a few thousand gold coins, but you are just a great warrior, and the reward on the black market is as high as tens of thousands of gold coins."
"Tens of thousands of gold coins, how many high-end spiritual materials can be bought in a remote principality!"
Looking at Wuye who was almost hysterical, Yiran stopped talking.
Today's situation in Donglai City can be said to have been caused by Wuye.
His purpose in seizing the treasure map was also to find the inheritance of space magic.
But it was discovered that the technique contained in the treasure map was the body-building technique of martial arts.
In addition, he was besieged by strong men from the east, so he gave up the treasure map and made countless copies of it scattered throughout the city.
Possessing space magic and understanding of space, only
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It is not that difficult to make a copy of the treasure map.
After pondering for a long time, Yiran said:
"My life was hanging by a thread when I was attacked by you, but now I am benefited by your teaching of kung fu."
"Even if this is not your intention, one drink and one peck cannot escape the cycle of cause and effect."
"Then the previous conflicts between us have been wiped out. It's just that I saved your life recently. How will you repay me?"
"The life of a space magician is quite valuable, and you still have the original copy of the saint's treasure map."
Wuye's eyes changed from confusion to disdain. He looked at Yiran and said in a low voice: "If you don't save me, I will be able to escape and ascend to heaven."
"Just wait for three to five days, I can also wake up, and after half a decade I can even walk out of Donglai City."
"How do you start talking about saving me? You just picked a flower!"
Yiran pinched his sleeves and rubbed them gently. Looking at Wuye's rogue appearance, he asked with a smile: "You haven't asked me your name yet?"
Wuye turned his head and hummed softly: "Wuye!"
"Wuye? I think a scoundrel is more suitable for you. A dignified space magician, a spiritual powerhouse, but he still refuses to admit that he was saved."
"If I were not to say I am grateful to the benefactor who saved my life, I would at least show some sincerity."
"For a spiritually powerful person, ten kinds of sixth-level spiritual materials are not too much!"
Hearing Yiran's ridicule, Wuye turned his head and said angrily: "You, you, you..."
It's just that you haven't figured out why for a long time.
His face became like an eggplant beaten by frost, and his voice became less confident: "Do you know how rare ten kinds of sixth-level spiritual materials are and how many gold coins they are worth?"
"Do you know how much wealth I have accumulated after traveling through so many secret realms? It's true that a child of a noble family can speak without any pain in the back!"
Looking at the furious Wuye, Yiran did not refute or continue, but immediately changed the topic:
"Space magic transcends all conventional magic and even mutant magic. How come you have become so weak?"
"I know a friend who is an ice magician. He can easily defeat ten people in a leapfrog battle."
Hearing such ridicule, Wuye couldn't bear it anymore and became crazy again. He stood up with his hands on the ground and roared:
"Didn't you see that I could still save my life in the hands of eight spiritual level experts? Didn't you hear what I just said, there is no inheritance, no inheritance."
"I have no inheritance of space magic!"
Listening to Wuye's hysterical roar, Yiran still had no intention of bypassing him and continued:
"I have also met many people who have their own magic. There are wind demons condensed with wind elements, and there are cages made of fire walls. Why don't you create your own magic!"
Facing Yiran's wave after wave of sarcasm, Wuye was finally defeated and closed his eyes directly:
"Of all the magics I know, none of them are my own creations!"
"Space slash", "dimensional space", "space wall", "space jump", "teleportation".
"The five magic spells were all discovered by me myself."
"So what!" These four words struck Wuye's heart like a bell.
"So what?" Wuye murmured and repeated.
"Slashing the space wall in space is just a manifestation of the power of space, bad review!"
"Space jump and teleportation are also the basic understanding of space, bad review!"
"The place you are in now is the so-called dimensional space, and you still need to place it in something tangible. It's also a bad review!"
“Among the five magic spells, only one is offensive, and it’s the worst among bad reviews!”
"It's said to be five magics, but it's actually just the most basic use of space, so your so-called self-created magic only has bad reviews!"
Wuye lay motionless on the ground, having given up resistance.
Because he knew very well in his heart that there was nothing wrong with what the guy outside the bud said.
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Although there is ridicule in this, there is no derogation in it.
Looking at Wuye who was lying on the ground like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, Yiran raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile:
"You don't want to turn over?"
Wuye immediately opened his eyes, his eyes showing a hint of touch, and then he closed his eyes again:
"Don't think that I'm easy to deceive and just draw a pie just to get rid of me."
"I have never given up looking for the inheritance of space magic since I started traveling when I was more than ten years old. I have never heard of the inheritance of space magicians."
"Even the space magician who appeared last time, I haven't heard from him yet."
Yiran still smiled and looked at Wuye who was lying on the ground, and joked: "You can't understand the powerful space magic, and you can't find the inheritance. You are really miserable."
Wuye responded weakly: "Unlike you, you have a family and can enter the principality's treasury, and you have all the resources in your hands."
"The principality is a good place. It is far away from the empire. All the spiritual materials are lying idle in the warehouse."
"When I have more gold coins, I will go to the principality to buy spiritual materials, and then come to the empire to exchange for the corpses of monsters."
"With the speed of my space magic, hey hey hey, how many gold coins can I earn, why should I be an assassin!"
"You can throw a thousand gold coins in front of me without even picking it up."
"No, you still have to pick up a thousand gold coins, otherwise it will be bad if you block other people's way."
Seeing the laughter flowing from the corner of Wuye's mouth, Yiran was finally amused by this "talented" guy.
"Earning money is not just for purchasing resources to improve your strength. If you have resources and improve your cultivation, it doesn't mean you don't have any combat power."
"Based on that Yuan Slash of yours, have you ever killed a spiritually powerful person in a standing position?"
After listening to Yiran's words, Wuye's body suddenly shook, and then he turned over, face down and straight, motionless.
"What if I said that I have the inheritance of space magic!"
As soon as these words came out, a majestic energy flowed out of Wuye.
The flower bud immediately collapsed, and Wuye was already standing in the inn.
At this moment, the shopkeeper who was resting on the recliner immediately opened his eyes, and the waiter appeared directly at the door of the guest room.
After a long silence, the waiter lightly knocked on the door and asked, "Sir, do you need more wine or meat today?"
Yiran glanced at Wuye, who finally appeared in front of him, and said, "Don't worry, I'll deliver it in half an hour."
Listening to the distant footsteps, Wuye said:
"The shopkeeper and waiter of this inn are both great spiritual masters. They seem to be protecting you. Where did you come from?"
"Also, do you really have the inheritance of space magic?"
Yi Ran also put aside his thoughts of teasing Wu Ye and said sincerely: "Since you know that I come from a remote principality, you should understand that my family is not worth mentioning."
"Being able to get here and have this level of cultivation is all earned through my own hard work."
"As for the inheritance of space magic..."
Speaking of this, Yiran looked at Wuye, whose body was shaking constantly, and deliberately prolonged his voice:
"You'd better sit down, or lie down."
At this moment, if looks could kill, Yi Ran would have been hacked to death by him countless times.
But Wuye finally sat on the ground dejectedly, waiting for Yiran's "trial".
"I have the inheritance of space magic, but it's just about the use of space. But this inheritance is a little different from traditional magic. I don't even know if you can learn it."
For the first time, hope appeared in Wuye's eyes, which had been filled with negative emotions from beginning to end.
"What do I need to do to grant that inheritance to me!"
"You can't call yourself Lao Tzu in front of me."
"OK!"
"You owe me your life."
"OK!"
"Get the original treasure map in exchange."
"OK!"
"In the name of God."
"OK!"
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