Chapter 227 Undead

"Master, my home is in the slums in the southwest corner of Baoquan Oasis!"

Looking at the Baoquan Oasis below, Zhang Yan quickly said to Yang Feng.

Hearing Zhang Yan's words, Yang Feng nodded slightly, and with a movement of his body, he appeared over the slum area in the southwest corner of Baoquan Oasis. He let go of his consciousness and scanned the slum area.

Soon, a virtual screen appeared in front of Zhang Yan, and all the buildings in the slums were displayed on the virtual screen.

"Master, this is my home!"

Looking at the virtual screen in front of him, Zhang Yan immediately pointed to one of the dilapidated wooden houses and said to Yang Feng with a smile on his face.

As soon as Zhang Yan finished speaking, Yang Feng flashed and disappeared with Zhang Yan, appearing in a dilapidated wooden house.

At this time, in the dilapidated wooden house, a girl wearing rags, with a sallow face and thin eyes, was lying on the bed helplessly, looking like she was dying.

"Xiaoying, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"

Seeing the girl on the bed, Zhang Yan's expression changed drastically. He exclaimed and rushed to the girl's body. He stretched out a finger and reached towards the tip of the girl's nose.

After feeling the faint heat coming from the tip of the girl's nose, Zhang Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately took out a sharp dagger from his arms and cut his index finger, causing blood to flow from it.

After that, Zhang Yan put his bleeding index finger in the girl's mouth and let the bright red blood flow into the girl's mouth.

As Zhang Yan's blood entered the girl's body, the girl's face quickly turned rosy, and her godless eyes began to shine brightly.

"Brother, you are finally back. Xiaoying misses you so much!"

The girl who had regained her energy looked at Zhang Yan in front of her, immediately stood up, stretched out her hands, and hugged Zhang Yan quietly.

"Xiaoying, don't be afraid, brother will protect you!"

Looking at the worried and nervous girl, Zhang Yan comforted her softly.

"Zhang Yan's blood actually contains powerful vitality. It's really shocking!"

"However, I didn't see the powerful vitality in Zhang Yan's bloodline before, so it's interesting!"

Yang Feng, who had a panoramic view of Zhang Yan's scene of cutting his finger to rescue people, had a look of surprise in his eyes, and couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart.

After exclaiming, Yang Feng used the Dacheng-level Heavenly Eye Technique to observe Zhang Yan carefully.

Soon, Yang Feng was surprised to find that Zhang Yan's luck power was so powerful that it covered up a lot of his information. If he didn't observe carefully, he wouldn't be able to discover it at all.

"The blood contains powerful vitality, extremely strong recovery power, and has a long lifespan. Zhang Yan should be a legendary undead person!"

“According to ancient records, the undead people are born with strong vitality and resilience, and any member of the tribe has an extremely long lifespan.

Among them, the weakest among the undead have a lifespan of millions of years, and the strongest even have a lifespan that can be called immortality! "

"However, although the undead have a long lifespan, they are not strong enough. They were treated as treasures by many powerful races in the ancient world, refined into elixirs, or eaten alive. They suffered heavy casualties and eventually disappeared in the long river of history. !”

"According to the information recorded by the Wuji Sect, the last member of the undead tribe appeared tens of millions of years ago, and no undead tribe members have appeared since then!"

"Zhang Yan turned out to be an undead tribesman who has disappeared for tens of millions of years. It's really shocking!"

After digging out the information that Zhang Yan was concealed by the power of luck, Yang Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The fairy world is the upper realm of countless worlds. It is boundless and expanding every moment. The laws of heaven and earth are extremely perfect.

In the Immortal Realm, no one can live forever. Even the powerful Immortal Emperor will have his lifespan end one day if he does not ascend to the God Realm.

According to the records of the Wuji Sect, in the immortal world, monks below the True Immortal Realm only have a life span of ten thousand years at most.

A monk in the True Immortal Realm has a lifespan of 100,000 years, a monk in the Heavenly Immortal Realm has a lifespan of 200,000 years, a monk in the Mysterious Immortal Realm has a lifespan of 500,000 years, a monk in the Golden Immortal Realm has a lifespan of one million years, and a monk in the Immortal King Jing has a lifespan of 500,000 years. With a lifespan of ten thousand years, the Immortal Master monks have a lifespan of 20 million years, and the Immortal Emperor monks have a lifespan of 100 million years.

An ordinary member of the undead tribe does not even have the cultivation strength of a true fairyland, but has a lifespan of a million years or more. How can he not be envied, jealous, and hated by others!

When the news spread that eating the undead alive or taking elixirs refined by the undead could greatly increase the life span of monks, countless strong men at the time were alarmed and started to capture the undead and refine them. Made into elixirs or swallowed raw.

The undead tribe with only a few Immortal Emperors in charge could not stop the countless powerful men at that time.

The undead tribesmen were either captured by the powerful men at the time, or they were hidden in remote corners incognito.

After sighing, Yang Feng slowly walked towards Zhang Yan and the girl.

"Master, my sister is born with a weak constitution and often gets sick. Can you treat my sister's illness?"

Seeing Yang Feng coming slowly, Zhang Yan asked Yang Feng expectantly.

"Of course! Although this Shengsheng Pill is a low-grade elixir, it contains extremely huge vitality. It can completely cure the disease in your sister's body and turn her into a healthy person with strong vitality!"

Looking at Zhang Yan, who looked expectant, Yang Feng smiled and said softly.

As he spoke, Yang Feng flipped his palm and a porcelain bottle appeared in his palm, and handed it to Zhang Yan.

"Thank you, Master, for the pill!"

Zhang Yan took the porcelain bottle and thanked him with gratitude.

After that, Zhang Yan opened the lid of the porcelain bottle, poured out the Shengsheng Pill, and handed it to the girl's mouth, saying: "Sister, this is the pill made by my master, which can cure your disease. You should take it quickly!"

Seeing Zhang Yan's actions and hearing Zhang Yan's words, the girl nodded gently, opened her mouth wide, and swallowed the Shengsheng Pill.

Then, a stream of gentle power was released from the Shengsheng Pill, penetrating into the girl's limbs and bones, strengthening her body, making her face quickly rosy, and her thin body quickly plump.

In a moment, the originally pale and thin girl changed into a beautiful girl with a ruddy complexion, healthy body, plump body and long black hair.

Seeing the changes in the girl, Zhang Yan showed a look of surprise on his face, and began to recognize Yang Feng as his cheap master from the bottom of his heart.

Feeling the change in Zhang Yan's mentality, Yang Feng smiled slightly and said: "Disciple, your sister's illness is cured. Now I will teach you a peerless magic skill. You must practice well and strive to become a top powerhouse as soon as possible to protect your sister's safety!"

After that, Yang Feng moved his mind and passed on the inheritance of the Immortal Emperor among the Three Thousand Immortal Emperors to Zhang Yan.