Chapter 1213 Exit

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A "no wind!"

Qin Zhengyang was furious. Although this son was useless, he was his son after all. He had practiced martial arts all his life and had a woman whom he loved deeply. This woman almost died for him because of Qin Zhengyang's enemies. This matter was in Qin Zhengyang's heart. eternal pain. Although the son she left behind was useless, Qin Zhengyang still accommodated and loved her.

At the beginning, Yi Yun also fought against Si Yusheng for his son, and finally saved him, but now he was crippled by the Heavenly Fire Sacred Hand!

"Hahaha! Qin Zhengyang, Lord Mo Ling has already handed over the Wanwu Tianfu to me to handle. From now on, I will visit this Wanwu City every now and then, so just wait!"

While the Skyfire Holy Hand was speaking, his body shot into the air like a sharp arrow, and then his body was torn apart at high altitude, turning into dozens of phantoms scattered, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

What kind of escape method is this?

Seeing this scene, Qianhua Daoist and Guiyuan Potian were helpless, although they were confident that they could suppress the Heavenly Fire Sage, but they couldn't even catch the shadow, so what could they do?

At this time, Qin Zhengyang had already landed beside Qin Wufeng, seeing his son's dantian burst and his whole body covered in blood, Qin Zhengyang felt uncomfortable.

"Father... help... save me..."

Qin Wufeng said with difficulty, stretched out his blood-stained hand, as if to grab something, his eyes were full of hope and unwillingness.

Qin Zhengyang shook his head, everything is predetermined, he knows that with a character like the youngest son, even if he is not a master of heaven and fire, he will have such a day sooner or later.

"From now on, you will be safe and sound, and be a mortal."

After Qin Zhengyang finished speaking, he shot a pill into Qin Wufeng's mouth.

"I..." Hearing Qin Zhengyang's words, the hope in Qin Wufeng's eyes turned into despair. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, as if he couldn't bear the blow, and passed out directly.

Qin Zhengyang sighed and remained silent.

"Uncle Qin." The White Fox Princess appeared, and silently walked to Qin Zhengyang's side. Before the sudden arrival of the Heavenly Fire Sacred Hand, she was still in seclusion, and Qin Wufeng was flirting with the maid in the yard, so he naturally bore the brunt of the disaster.

It was too late for Princess Baihu to hear the voice, and even if she had time, she would not be able to save Qin Wufeng.

"I'm sorry..." Princess White Fox said guiltily.

"I don't blame you, you can't stop the Skyfire Sacred Hand at all. If you want to blame it, you can only blame him. If he can have a part of your strength, he may persist under the Skyfire Sacred Hand until I come to rescue him."

Qin Zhengyang rushed to the City Lord's Mansion immediately, but it was still too late.

"Uncle Qin, I don't know who the 'demon spirit' mentioned by the Heavenly Fire Sacred Hand just now is. If he was ordered by the demon spirit to deal with the Tianfu of all things, then this disaster is definitely not as simple as a plague..."

"That's right, I'm afraid that the entire Yang God Ditian will suffer catastrophe because of this. Before that, I always hoped to find Yi Yun, but now, I hope he won't come out. Yi Yun is too young to bear such a tide. Let your master come back, I will trouble her again..."

While Qin Wufeng was speaking, he looked into the distance and frowned. He had just calmed down the situation in the Tianfu of all things. After a few years of quiet life, he was about to fall into a bitter battle again...

...

Cultivation lasted forever, and in Yi Yun's closed world, the sun was still shining brightly and the grass was luxuriant.

Yi Yun sat cross-legged on the stone bed in the secret room, beside him was the Transformation Spiritual Spring.

Over the years, when Yi Yun was retreating and attacking the realm, this Transformation Spiritual Spring had always been with him, supplying him with the vitality of the world.

Yi Yun had already absorbed most of the Transformation Spiritual Spring. The original bubbling spiritual spring was now only a trickle.

At this time, Yi Yun waved his hand lightly, and from the Transformation Spirit Spring, several soybean-sized spring water balls floated up, and their essence began to condense into a misty ball. Yi Yun opened his mouth and sucked them swallowed.

These small balls of spring water entered Yi Yun's meridians,

It slowly merged into Yi Yun's dantian, and penetrated deep into the root system of the Sacred Cyan Tree.

Now, Yi Yun directly refines a little spring water every day. This transforming spirit spring has unconsciously moved under the root system of the Cyanwood Sacred Tree, forming the root system water spring of the Cyanwood Sacred Tree, nourishing the growth of the sacred tree.

As for Yi Yun's cultivation, not long ago, he broke through the fourth level of Dao Palace Realm.

At this moment, Yi Yun suddenly heard Xie'er's voice from outside the retreat room——

"Brother Yi Yun, can I come in? I feel a group of people approaching on the ground."

"Oh?" Yi Yun was slightly taken aback. For so many years, the place he chose for retreat was inaccessible. Usually, only some small animals would drink near the lake. Today, a group of people came to this deep mountain. rare.

Yi Yun opened the door and saw Ling Xie'er standing pretty at the door of the secret room, her little face was flushed, and the power of Qi and blood in her body was also much stronger, her body was completely condensed into a solid body, full of vitality.

If he didn't know that Ling Xie'er was a spirit body, he would definitely think that she was a living little girl.

Speaking of which, since Ling Xie'er started to practice, her soul power has improved by leaps and bounds. This kind of cultivation talent is really against the sky.

But considering that she was originally a spirit body derived from the evil god's fire seed, it's not surprising.

And as Xie'er's strength increased, her body also began to grow, a full inch taller, from the original ten-year-old appearance to eleven or twelve years old, innocent and cute, but a little more The beauty of a girl.

"Who are they?"

"They're all warriors. It's pretty miserable to see them. A few of them are still injured."

Now that Ling Xie'er's strength has increased greatly, she has the ability to travel outside the small world. After all, Xie'er has a lively temperament, because Yi Yun has been in seclusion for a long time, and Xie'er is the only one who let her stay in this secret room for decades. , it was a bit boring after all.

She didn't dare to go out without permission, fearing that Yi Yun's retreat would be exposed, so she used the method of mind wandering to see the scenery in the canyon, the deer drinking water, and the rabbit eating grass.

Originally, she was just playing around today, but she saw a group of people fleeing to the mountains and setting up a concealment formation here, as if they were going to rest for a few days, so she informed Yi Yun.

"Are you injured?"

Yi Yun pondered slightly, and said, "Then let's go out and have a look."

"Get out? Really?" Ling Xie'er was overjoyed. She had been trapped in the Sun Burial Sand Sea before, and after finally going out with Yi Yun, she fell into a coma. After waking up, she followed Yi Yun for so many years. Well, she hasn't gone to see the outside world yet.

"Well, it's almost time for me to leave the retreat. This retreat is really long enough."

Yi Yun stretched his body, got up from the stone bed, and cultivated into a state of complete ecstasy. He didn't know how many years had passed, and he didn't know how many years had passed.

In recent years, Yi Yun felt that his cultivation speed had obviously slowed down. He understood that he had started to touch a small bottleneck.

It is impossible for warriors to practice only by retreating. They have to go out to experience and fight. Sometimes a sudden enlightenment by chance is equivalent to retreating for a long time.

In the past, Yi Yun had too many epiphanies and lack of time to digest, so he chose such a long retreat to consolidate his foundation. Now that his goal has been achieved, he should naturally leave the retreat.

"Come on, let's go out."

Yi Yun turned around and took a look at the small world he had left behind. He planned to leave all of this here. He had collected all the important medicinal herbs, leaving only some things that were useless to him, such as some skills. Fayu slips, low-level elixir relics, weapons that were seized at random, etc.

As the energy of the big formation is exhausted in the future, maybe a young man will come here, and finding these things can be regarded as a chance.

Thinking of this, Yi Yun felt a little emotional. Once upon a time, he could only rely on luck to enter the relics left by his predecessors and obtain opportunities. Unknowingly, he has now become a senior who can leave relics and opportunities for others. .