[Chapter 1772 He Still Has Means]
Hearing You’s question, Yang Yiyun coughed and laughed.
“Ahem…”
Of course he would not say that he had the old man’s presence.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he swallowed a drop of water of life under the cover of his palm. He needed to recover from his injuries, which were quite serious.
Then he looked at You and grinned and said, “Haha, isn’t it just invisibility? It’s not as awesome as you think. It’s easy for me to find you, but it’s a pity that I didn’t kill you.”
Yang Yiyun didn’t mention anything about the old man’s discovery of You’s whereabouts.
The old man said that the Wanxiang magic power was indeed extraordinary, but if you wanted to hide from him, the Supreme Sanxiang Immortal, you had to be the Wanxiang Immortal Emperor himself. As for ‘You’, he was just a Sanxiang Immortal in the late sixth turn, so it was not difficult to find his whereabouts. Of course, Yang Yiyun paid the price of a mouthful of old blood for this.
After hearing Yang Yiyun’s explanation, You was naturally upset. He believed that Yang Yiyun must have some secrets, otherwise how could he find his trace?
Then You frowned and said, “Since you don’t say it, I won’t be polite. No matter how powerful you are now, you can’t deal with the seven great scattered immortals, right? Hehe.” You said
to the seven great scattered immortals who had already walked to his side, “Take down this kid and search his soul. He has great magical powers. Let’s share them.”
At this moment, the seven great scattered immortals understood that the bloodstains that appeared out of thin air before were both from Yang Yiyun and You. What shocked them was that, judging from the situation, the previous invisible duel between You and Yang Yiyun was evenly matched, and both of them were injured.
But this point seemed a bit biased to the seven great scattered immortals.
Who is You?
What is Yang Yiyun’s cultivation?
It is unbelievable that the two can fight to a draw. They
all felt that they were on the same level as Yang Yiyun.
There is no absolute distinction between realms and levels in the world of cultivators. The strong are always respected. Whoever has the bigger fist is the king.
Although Yang Yiyun looked seriously injured at this moment, he won their respect, respect for the strong.
But at the same time, the seven great scattered immortals listened to You’s words, and their eyes lit up. In the final analysis, this interest still prevailed.
Including their coming out of the mountain, it was not entirely to maintain the sanctity and inviolability of the Supreme Mountain. They received the message from the younger generation to take revenge, and also came to see, to see the divine beasts and birds around Yang Yiyun…
Isn’t there also a relationship of interest?
Up to now, the ten great scattered immortals of the Supreme Mountain have been killed by Yang Yiyun. Now even You is seriously injured, which is to defeat Yang Yiyun. No, to be precise, Yang Yiyun did not lose, but both he and You were injured.
This kid is too terrible.
But at the same time, several great scattered immortals also saw that Yang Yiyun’s unique means no longer tempted their greed.
What You said at this moment was exactly what they wanted.
Now… Yang Yiyu is already seriously injured. Even if he is against the sky, can he still resist the attack of the seven scattered immortals?
As long as Yang Yiyu is killed, everything will be over, and they will be able to get what they want in their hearts and achieve their goals.
Moreover, after this battle, everyone knows that Yang Yiyu must not be kept. Keeping him will be a disaster for them in the future.
“Everyone, set up the formation, and kill this little devil directly. This kid has strange means. We don’t have to worry about our face. Use the big move and kill him directly. Return the Supreme Mountain to the sky and give an explanation to those dead juniors.”
One of them said in a deep voice.
The other six nodded in agreement.
As for You at this moment, he was shaking his body but leaning on a big rock, looking at Yang Yiyu with a cold smile. In his eyes, Yang Yiyu is dead now.
Several scattered immortals know that Yang Yiyu, who has been injured, can’t turn the world around.
“Ahem…”
Yang Yiyun looked at and listened to the old immortals. They were still making excuses when the time came. The little devil’s hat was about to come out.
Yang grinned and said, “You old immortals, do you really think that I can only wait to die after being injured? Can’t you slaughter me? Hehe… Ahem… I want to see today how you old immortals can kill me…”
Yang Yiyun coughed and cursed. He was indeed seriously injured, but not to the point where he couldn’t fight back. It was just that he couldn’t handle the attacks of the seven scattered immortals at once.
But would he just let the seven scattered immortals slaughter him?
How could it be possible?
Although the old man said that he would not take action, when it came to the real life and death moment, Yang Yiyun believed that his old man would not ignore it. But on the other hand, even if the old man could take action, Yang Yiyun didn’t want him to take action this time.
Because from the beginning, the old man lent his soul power to himself.
After continuous fighting, even if the old man’s spiritual power is strong, it has been consumed a lot.
If the old man attacks again and makes him fall asleep, he will not be killed in seconds.
This is the Supreme Mountain, the old man’s Taoist temple. We come here to recast the old man’s immortal body. We can’t let the old man fall asleep again at the doorstep.
Besides, in addition to the old man Yang Yiyun’s sea of consciousness
, there is also a black lotus. It’s just that the black lotus was over-created when it obtained the origin of water, and it also entered a state of self-protection like the old man.
Black Lotus has not awakened yet.
However, after hundreds of years, Yang Yiyun thought that even if Black Lotus did not awaken, it should have recovered almost.
He and Black Lotus have a common interest. If he died, Black Lotus would have no place to stay, so Yang Yiyun believed that at the critical moment, Black Lotus might come out to protect him.
Of course, this is just Yang Yiyun’s speculation. He doesn’t know whether Black Lotus can wake up at the real critical moment.
But no matter what, Yang Yiyun hopes that Black Lotus can wake up, because there are many uncertainties here.
He knows that on the Supreme Mountain, there are three great ancestors of scattered immortals above the scattered immortals of these sects. Now the ten late six-turn scattered immortals have forced him to this point. It can be imagined that if the so-called scattered immortal ancestors appear, he will definitely be defeated. As for
the old man, Yang Yiyun knows that the purpose of coming here this time is to recast the immortal body for the old man. For this day, he knows how long the old man has been waiting.
For this day, he knew that the old man had been worried about him. From the time he guided him to practice, he had entered the cultivation world for this day. Along the way, he had not only experienced many life and death trials, but also had the old man wiped his ass countless times on his path to growth.
In fact, he himself could not remember how many times.
But Yang Yiyu knew that every time the old man took action, he was risking his life to protect himself and to protect himself from the wind and rain. Without the old man, he did not know how many times he had died.
Although the old man could wake up every time he fell into a deep sleep, Yang Yiyu knew that the old man was risking his life every time.
Because he knew that for a cultivator, what was the real core and foundation was the soul.
And the old man was fighting for his own soul.
When a cultivator practiced Taoism, if his physical body was gone, he could take over another body and be reborn, or even reincarnate through great magic power to be reborn, or he could dissolve his body and become a scattered immortal…
The physical body could be abandoned if conditions permitted, but the soul could not. Once the soul dissipated, it was true death.
All Yang Yiyun knew was that every time the old man protected him from the wind and rain, he was risking his life.
If it weren’t for the specialness of the Qiankun Pot, Yang Yiyun believed that the old man’s residual soul would have disappeared when he was protecting him from the wind and rain.
Speaking of which, the old man accepted him as a disciple in order to enable him to regain his immortal body, but… when he protected him from the wind and rain again and again, Yang Yiyun knew that the old man was risking his life, using his residual soul to protect his useless disciple from the wind and rain.
In fact, Yang Yiyun knew that if the old man simply wanted to bring him back to the world of cultivation and come to the Supreme Mountain Dojo to recast his immortal body for this person, there was no need to risk his life again and again. At most, he would give up such a troublesome disciple like Yang Yiyun and find another one.
Yang Yiyun believed that with the Qiankun Pot protecting the old man’s soul, even if his disciple died, his soul would not dissipate in the Qiankun Pot.
But the old man didn’t do that. Although every time the old man jumped out to clean up his mess, he would curse and say that there would not be a next time, and always said that the master would not take action this time, but every time the crisis was real, he still took action.
The feelings between the two masters and apprentices have never been spoken, but Yang Yiyu knew it all.
So this time, Yang Yiyu swore in his heart that he would never let the old man take risks. The master and apprentice have protected him until now, and it is time for him, the apprentice, to do something for the master.
Yang Yiyu didn’t want to climb to the top of the Supreme Mountain. In the end, in order to protect himself, the old man fell into a deep sleep while he was recasting his immortal body.
Facing the seven scattered immortals, Yang Yiyu grinned, he still had the means to survive.
(End of this chapter)
