Feng Fan stayed for a month. During this month, he continued to practice the God Concentration **. After a month, he finally succeeded in practicing and his injuries were finally healed.
There are all kinds of exotic flowers and plants growing around, exuding a faint fragrance, a light mist is rising, and the morning mist envelopes the surroundings. Feng Fan slowly walked alone on a small road, which was close to the depth of Yimang Mountain.
Feng Fan had no intention of admiring the beautiful scenery around him. Many dangerous battles made Feng Fan even more convinced: "What doesn't kill you will make you stronger!" Feng Fan stopped because there was a man sitting under a tree in front of him. An old man, this old man was dressed in green clothes, his face was pale, and his body seemed to be very weak.
"Help me, I'm injured." Seeing Feng Fan, the old man's face showed a look of joy and he begged loudly.
Feng Fan stopped and used his spiritual consciousness to explore, and found that the old man in green was in the middle stage of Qi gathering. He thought to himself: "Most of the monks who come to Yimang Mountain are late stage Qi gathering monks. This old man in green is just in the middle stage of gathering Qi." Why are you here when you are in the middle stage of Qi cultivation? After all, you have not even reached the late stage of Qi gathering. First, there is no need to come to Yimang Mountain to collect and refine the spiritual herbs needed to refine the Marrow Transformation Pill that can help build the foundation. Second, It seems a bit weird to venture into Yimang Mountain with a cultivation level in the middle stage of Qi Gathering." With this thought in his mind, Feng Fan secretly concentrated on guarding and locked part of his consciousness on the Wuming Shield in the Five Elements Xuanmeng Ring.
"I was injured by a late-stage Qi-gathering monk some time ago, and then I escaped here. Do fellow Taoists have any elixir for treating internal injuries? I can exchange it with crystal jade." The old man in green clothes noticed that Feng Fan had a slight expression on his face. The trace of doubt disappeared, he coughed slightly and said with a bitter look on his face.
Feng Fan hesitated for a moment, and the injured old man in green in front of him brought back some memories in his heart. After all, he had been saving lives and healing many patients in the hospital with his second uncle since he was a child, and he always had a kind thought in his heart.
Feng Fan walked forward for a while and stood a few feet in front of the old man in green. Turning over his left hand, a nine-return elixir appeared in his hand. Although the Nine-Return Spiritual Pill is not as valuable as the Marrow Transformation Pill, it is still an elixir. It can not only be used for practicing, improving cultivation, and replenishing true energy, but it also has a certain effect in healing internal and external injuries.
"This Nine-Return Spiritual Pill is given to you, so you don't need Jingyu." Feng Fan flicked his left hand, and the Nine-Return Spiritual Pill flew towards the old man in green.
"Little brother, thank you." The old man in green stretched out his hand to catch the Nine Transformation Pill, looked at it carefully, and showed a trace of joy on his face.
"You dare to come to Yimang Mountain with your Taoist friend's cultivation in the middle stage of Qi gathering. Aren't you afraid of danger? Why don't you invite a few helpers to come together?" Feng Fan raised a question in his heart.
"I know that I am getting older, so I come to Yimang Mountain to try my luck now while I can still move. Otherwise, I may not be able to do it again in a few years. I am a casual cultivator and have always been alone. I usually don¡¯t have many friends, so I took the risk this time and broke into Yimang Mountain alone. I didn¡¯t expect that I was injured by a late-stage Qi Gathering monk yesterday and ended up like this.¡± The old man in green explained with a wry smile.
"Take this elixir as soon as possible, and then find a quiet place to rest for a while. I'll say goodbye." Feng Fan said and left the place and walked forward.
Having just walked a dozen steps, I suddenly felt a strong wind coming from the back and outside of my body. At this moment, Feng Fan sacrificed the Wuming Shield that his spiritual consciousness was locked on, and at the same time instantly opened the True Yuan Shield.
After a loud noise, Wu Mingdun seemed to have encountered a powerful attack, retreated quickly, and hit the true energy shield outside Feng Fan's body. A powerful force shattered the True Yuan Barrier like a mountain of knives and a sea of ??fire, and huge power surged towards Feng Fan.
Feng Fan felt tightness in his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood. Feng Fan turned around and saw that the old man in green had stood up with a surprised look on his face. Feng Fan had already seen clearly that what was attacking him was a huge spherical object. The spherical object was completely black and seemed to be made of special cold iron. Judging from the fluctuations in spiritual power, this iron ball was a top-quality magic weapon. It was the old man in green who struck Feng Fan with all his strength.
The old man in green was extremely surprised. He didn't expect his opponent to be so alert. With his initial level of cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, he used the best magic weapon to attack his opponent who was in the later stage of Qi gathering with all his strength, but he was actually blocked by the opponent's magic weapon. In the end, it only caused internal injuries to the opponent, but did not kill the opponent.
Feng Fan¡¯s heart sank as he discovered from the true energy fluctuations revealed by the old man in green¡¯s attack that his opponent was not at the middle stage of Qi Gathering, but at the initial level of the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. Unexpectedly, his opponent was so insidious. He not only hid his own cultivation, but also pretended to be a pig and eat the tiger, killing him.
"Boy, you not only have the Nine-Return Elixir, but you also have the best defensive magic weapon. It seems that I am lucky today. I don't know what other treasures you have, why not just hand it over, I will consider letting you live." Qing Yi The old man's expression changed. The previous weakness was gone, replaced byBrutal and greedy.
Feng Fan secretly felt funny in his heart. His opponent's cultivation level was two levels higher than his own. After launching a fatal attack on him, he even said he would let himself live. Only a fool would believe his opponent's lies.
In order to buy time and paralyze his opponent, Feng Fan pretended to have a look of fear on his face and said intermittently: "Senior, are you really willing to let this junior a way out?" But he secretly activated the silver light. Cover magic talisman.
The reason why Feng Fan did not use the Mixed Soul Devouring Pearl and the Five Elements Xuanmeng Array was because he felt that he could not exert his strength in the late stage of gas gathering due to injuries, so he stopped using the Mixed Soul Devouring Pearl to absorb opponents. The idea of ??using true energy and the simple magic circle of Five Elements Xuanmeng to surround the opponent.
The old man in green has some contempt for Feng Fan. It seems that his opponent is also a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. He is extremely frightened when he finds out that he is a high-level monk. If you use coercion and inducement, you are very likely to kill your opponent without fighting.
Thinking of this, the old man in green showed a kind smile and said softly: "If you hand over everything on your body, I will never hurt you at all. After all, I came to Yimang Mountain only to seek treasures, not to cause killing. ." The old man didn't see Feng Fan carrying a storage bag, storage bracelet and storage ring, so he asked Feng Fan to hand over what he was carrying.
"This junior will hand over everything on his body to the senior. As long as the senior allows the junior a way out, everything on the junior's body will belong to the senior." The opponent's smile made Feng Fan feel sick, but in order to paralyze the opponent, Feng Fan continued to be conceited.