"Senior brother, could it be that he is still injured?" Fairy Qiuyan asked in surprise?
"If it's just an injury, then it won't be like this..." Yutong prolonged his voice, seeming weak, "Please come in, you will know at a glance..."
Crunch——
Fairy Qiuyan was in front and Yan Yun was behind, pushing the door open and entering.
What jumped into their eyes was a bleak and old weather-worn corridor, with gray brick and stone walls covered with moss and vines.
The stone steps were full of cracks and defects, and were extremely slippery.
The copper bell swayed in the wind, making a dull sound.
The Yunwu Villa seems to have not been repaired for many years and looks dilapidated.
Moist water vapor condenses into beads on the tile surface, pattering, dripping from the eaves, and echoing in the empty corridor.
The room was empty, and there was a thin man in green clothes who was in the middle level of the Lingtai realm. He was holding the Yin Yang Zi Wu Jue in his hands and sitting on the futon in the middle with his head half drooped. He was Taoist Priest Yutong.
Around him, there were seven or forty-nine ever-burning lamps, forty of which had been extinguished, leaving only nine lights struggling in the dense cold air.
In front of Yutong, there is a small and simple potted plant.
Before this, the tree seemed to be growing vigorously, but for some unknown reason, it consumed too much nutrients in a short period of time. The branches withered and the leaves withered. Only nine leaves with yellowed edges were still tied to the branches. , looking like it will wither at any time.
"Nine Revolutions of Life Soul Technique..." Fairy Qiuyan put it bluntly.
"Fairy also knows this method..." Yutong opened his eyes and smiled awkwardly.
The short two-sentence conversation between him and Fairy Qiuyan seemed to have consumed a lot of energy and made him look exhausted.
"It is said that if you learn this technique, you will have nine lives..." Fairy Qiuyan said yearningly, "Unfortunately, only monks who have made great contributions to the sect are destined to be taught..."
"What nine lives... that's an exaggeration..." Yutong shook his head, as if he had placed a bellows in his lungs, his breathing was stagnant, and his chest was rising and falling with every breath, as if he was suffering from great pain.
"Is it possible that the Nine Transformations Soul Technique cannot heal senior brother's injuries?" Fairy Qiuyan was still unwilling to accept it and asked again.
The nine-turn life soul technique is one of the Taoist secrets of Nanshan Sect.
Rumor has it that as long as a monk practices this technique, once he is injured, as long as he is not killed immediately, he can transfer his own pain to another object to bear it on his behalf to relieve his own danger.
The potted plant in front of Yutong is the object of acceptance.
This potted plant is of course a fairy plant. It has been carefully cultivated by Yutong for countless years, just to save his life one day.
But this method obviously didn't work. The tree was about to wither, and he himself was exhausted.
"Even if the master comes in person, it may be difficult to understand..." Yutong mentioned Xiaoyaozi's name and subconsciously raised his hands to worship him. However, it was as if he was struggling in the mud. It was extremely difficult and he could only hang his arms feebly.
"What kind of spell has Senior Brother been hit by? Is there no way he can be saved?" Fairy Qiuyan asked in surprise, and was about to go forward to investigate.
"Fairy, wait a minute!" Yan Yun immediately stopped and raised his hand to stop her.
Fairy Qiuyan was puzzled and cast her wonderful eyes on Yanyun.
"Senior brother, please don't let the fairy get close to you. Please don't trespass." Yan Yun smiled gently, "Lest I destroy the effect of my senior brother's magic circle and increase the number of injuries."
"Oh... I am too abrupt..." Fairy Qiuyan said apologetically.
Therefore, Fairy Qiuyan and Yan Yun stood side by side, and they stood at the threshold of the outdoors, no longer moving forward.
At the moment when Yan Yun stopped Fairy Qiu Yan from entering, a look of surprise flashed in the eyes of Yu Tong, who was as old as a dead tree, but it quickly disappeared.
"Fairy, there is no need to apologize. Pindao should have... reminded the fairy in advance... ahem..." Yutong's Adam's apple rolled and he swallowed the bloody phlegm stuck in his throat.
"Senior brother..." Fairy Qiuyan looks cold but has a warm heart.
"The fairy doesn't know something. The poison that the poor Taoist is poisoned by is one of the strangest poisons in the world... If the fairy breaks in rashly, there may be danger..."
"What poison?"
"If I am right as I expected, it must be the poison of Meng Ling Sect. What kind of poison it is, I don't know..."
"Poison?"
"Yes... this Gu is like a shadow. Even the nine-turn life soul technique can't break it... It's so overbearing..."
When Fairy Qiuyan and Yutong were talking to each other, Yanyun looked at everything around him calmly like an outsider.
If anyone looks directly into his eyes, he will find that the depths of his pupils are as vast as the sea, and even deeper under the sea, lines of longitude and latitude are constantly flashing.
From the day Yan Yun was promoted to Lingtai Realm monk, not only did his mana increase greatly, but the biggest gain was the mutation produced by the Eye of the Eye.
There is no longer any need for him to deliberately use his magic power to stimulate his eyesight. The threads of longitude and latitude will naturally exert their effect, break through the confusion and reveal the truth.
Although Taoist Yutong looked like he was about to die, in fact, the Nine Turns of Life Soul Technique had been running, and the formation that promoted this technique had not been removed, forming an invisible pulse of mana around his body.
No matter what kind of person Yutong was before, when faced with a life-or-death situation, I am afraid only he knows what his plans are.
The Nine Transformation Soul Technique can transfer his injuries to a fairy plant, but can't it be transferred to a human body?
Yan Yun seemingly stopped Fairy Qiuyan from entering the room at random. Only he knew whether what he said was consistent with what he was thinking.
"Master ordered the two senior brothers to come here. Do you have any instructions?" Yutong suddenly asked.
"Yes." After Fairy Qiuyan finished speaking, she took out a forbidden bamboo tube and delivered it to Yutong's knees with magic power.
"Pindao, accept it. The two senior brothers have traveled a long way, so let's go down and rest... By the way... there are three more senior brothers who will be back soon... I will leave the five of you to deal with the affairs of the villa..."
When Yutong said this, it was like giving an order to expel guests.
"Senior brother, take care!" Fairy Qiuyan and Yanyun both bowed their heads and said goodbye.
The wind blew from nowhere, and one of the remaining nine lamps was extinguished, and a gray-yellow leaf fell from the small tree.
Yutong's face turned pale, he calmed down, raised his right hand, picked up the bamboo tube, and poured out a secret letter inside.
There are only four words in the letter - there is snow in the north!
