Chapter 32: First Hearing of Immortal Cultivators

Wu Yan was grabbed by the collar by Pharmacist Feng and brought in front of him. When their eyes met, he could see the shock and anger in Pharmacist Feng's eyes. Wu Yan quietly breathed a sigh of relief, without any surprise or smugness on his face, although he was indeed surprised and smug in his heart. After all, he had been preparing poison without eating or sleeping for the past two days, and the poison he prepared was obviously effective.

"Mr. Feng, I didn't do anything? I'm just a country boy. Although I have learned some tricks from you, how dare I do anything to you? What can I do to you?" Wu Yan showed a simple smile on his face, looking like an honest and simple farm boy, not like a scheming person at all.

But when Pharmacist Feng looked at him now, he felt a chill in his heart. He threw Wu Yan to the ground again, paced anxiously in the stone room, and said angrily: "You! Did you peek at my "Pharmacology"? It must be so, good, very good! I really underestimated you. How did you prepare the "Red Face Tribulation"? "

Wu Yan was shocked and felt that he had underestimated Pharmacist Feng. Unexpectedly, this old fox figured it out so quickly.

Pharmacist Feng is indeed poisoned by the "Red Face Tribulation". However, Wu Yan now regrets why he didn't replace the "Red Face Tribulation" hidden in the burning incense with "Heart Beat". If he used "Heart Beat", Pharmacist Feng must be dead now, and he would not fall into the danger in front of him.

Pharmacist Feng suddenly stopped and hurriedly took out a dozen small medicine bottles from his body and placed them on the ground. He picked out a few from the pile of small medicine bottles, unplugged the small medicine bottles and poured them into his mouth.

After taking several antidote elixirs in a row, Pharmacist Feng picked up the bronze mirror again. After a while, Pharmacist Feng sat down on the ground dejectedly, his face ashen.

How could he not know the poison of "Red Face Tribulation". If he was really poisoned by this poison, where in the world is the antidote? Antidote? Thinking of the antidote, Pharmacist Feng suddenly rushed to Wu Yan, brought him in front of him again, and said viciously: "Little thief, since you can prepare the "Red Face Tribulation", you must have prepared the antidote, right? Where is the antidote? Hurry up and take it out for me!"

At this time, Pharmacist Feng was no longer the old man who looked like he would die at any time, but had become a handsome middle-aged man in his thirties. Looking at this face, Wu Yan was surprised. He could not tell that Pharmacist Feng was so handsome when he was young.

"Mr. Feng, what are you talking about? You took the magic medicine and became younger, which is a good thing. Why do you say you are poisoned? Besides, there is no "Pharmacology" in your study. How can I peek at it?" Wu Yan denied it flatly. He also knew that his life was in the hands of Pharmacist Feng, so he would not admit it.

Pharmacist Feng glared at Wu Yan. His honest face now looked so hateful and cunning. Pharmacist Feng stared at Wu Yan for a long time, then suddenly threw him to the ground and laughed: "Little thief, no matter how cunning you are, it doesn't matter if you don't admit it, it doesn't matter if I really got the 'Red Face Tribulation'? Anyway, I don't want this body anymore, so let me take over your body, hahaha! Since you dare to poison me, don't blame me for taking over your body!" Wu Yan lay stiffly on the ground, unable to move at all, but when he heard Pharmacist Feng's crazy words, he had a bad feeling in his heart. Although he didn't know what "taking over a body" meant, he could feel from Pharmacist Feng's words that it was definitely not a good thing. "What are you going to do with me?"

"What are you going to do with you? Of course I'm going to destroy your spirit and take over your body. Haha, you probably don't know yet, but you are the first person who can practice the immortal art that I have been looking for for the past thirty years. Do you know what the energy you are cultivating in your body is? Haha, that is the magic power that countless mortals dream of! Magic power, you know, it is the magic power that only immortals have!"

"I was sealed for ten days. I started practicing martial arts at the age of five. I became a master of internal strength at the age of ten. At the age of fifteen, I followed my ancestors to fight in the rivers and lakes. I had few rivals. With such martial arts qualifications, even my ancestor Jiuxiao Gong would praise him as a martial arts genius. But what can I do? Compared with the immortals like my uncle, aren't they just like ants?"

"My uncle was born with immortal bones and had immortal fate in his youth. He was guided by immortals and obtained the supreme immortal art of "Qi Xing Xiu Zhen Jue". At the age of twenty, he became a famous immortal in the immortal world of Tianlang Country. In With the help of my great-grandfather, my ancestor started from scratch and founded the Iron Sword League, the most powerful underworld gang in the Tianlang Country. For decades, it has been rampant in Yunzhou City, and no one has ever dared to challenge it. If my great-grandfather had not been blessed with immortality, traveled far away, and joined the immortal sect, cutting off his worldly ties, who would dare to attack my Iron Sword League? "

"What a pity, in my Feng family, except for my great-grandfather who has immortal bones and spiritual roots and can become an immortal, no one else has this immortal fate. My ancestor unfortunately passed away, and the Blood Rain Sect and the Dragon and Tiger Gang were all... You thief, you took the opportunity to seize the foundation of the Iron Sword Alliance and killed my father, forcing me to hide my identity and live in a remote place like Xiaogushan. If my uncle hadn't left the secret of cultivating immortals to my Feng family before he left, I'm afraid my Feng family would have been cut off from my generation. Hehe, kid, you are so lucky that you have the spiritual roots of immortals. You have the opportunity to embark on the path of immortality in this life. Unfortunately, your fate as an immortal will soon belong to me!"

Speaking of the proud moment, Yaoshi Feng stood in the secret room, laughing wildly. Perhaps because he had been holding it in for so long, Yaoshi Feng actually revealed the biggest secret he had hidden in his heart to Wu Yan without reservation. Maybe in his opinion, Wu Yan would be a dead man soon, and telling a dead man what he had been holding back for so long would help him relax.

Wu Yan was so shocked by Yaoshi Feng's words that he couldn't say a word for a while.

According to Pharmacist Feng, he actually has immortal bone spiritual roots and can become an immortal cultivator that all mortals dream of pursuing. Immortal cultivators are people who can become immortals! He is actually a person who can cultivate into an immortal.

He has always been wondering what the cool energy flow cultivated in his body is, and now he finally understands it. Those energy flows are actually the magic power of immortals.

It's ridiculous that Wu Yan knows nothing about this. There was even a moment of doubt that the energy flow was internal force. Compared with the magic power of gods, what does the internal strength cultivated by ordinary warriors mean?

However, from Yaoshi Feng's crazy expression and words, Wu Yan also felt that Yaoshi Feng seemed to be going against him. Wu Yan was anxious, his eyes were rolling, and his body was trying his best to get rid of this uncontrollable state. The mana in his body became ready to move due to the activities of his mind.

The yellow paper attached to Wu Yan's head suddenly turned into a ray of yellow light. In the yellow light, a mysterious silver strange talisman flashed, covering Wu Yan's body in the silver light.

Pharmacist Feng was startled by the changes in front of him. He hurriedly pulled out the dark dagger from his waist, pointed it at Wu Yan, and shouted: "Boy, don't waste your time! This amulet I have is a legacy left by my great-uncle Jiuchong Gong. This is for me to use against immortal cultivators. Huh, huh, as long as you are a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, no matter what level your technique is at, don’t waste your efforts!”

"Amulet for Immobilization? It turns out that this yellow paper is actually a Immobilization Talisman that can immobilize cultivators." Wu Yan was surprised, but continued to use his consciousness to guide his magic power, trying to break through the restraints of the Immobilization Talisman on himself.

He twisted his body unconsciously just now, and unintentionally used his consciousness to guide his magic power, which actually activated the holding talisman, turning it into a silvery-yellow light and a strange talisman. After the strange talisman lit up, he felt an inexplicable and powerful restraint.

He vaguely felt that he must have done something right, so he continued to use his consciousness to guide his magic power, trying his best to break free from the shackles of the amulet.

What Wu Yan didn't know was that he actually did the right thing after making such a mistake. Although the immobilization talisman is only a very low-level primary talisman in the world of immortality, it has a miraculous immobilization effect on both immortality cultivators and mortals. However, this effect has a time limit. Of course, mortals cannot forcibly break away from the restraints of the amulet, but cultivators can rely on the depth of their own magic power and the strength of their souls to resist or even forcefully break away from the restraints of the amulet.

Seeing that Wu Yan's body was filled with yellow light and the strange silver talisman was flickering, it seemed that he would soon be freed from the restraints of the amulet on him. Pharmacist Feng was completely anxious. He didn't care about being complacent and hurriedly grabbed it for himself in the secret room. She got busy.