Chapter 212 The Injury of Danfeng (Update 2 of 2)

In the city lord's palace of Purple Mist City, there is a huge lake. The lake water is crystal clear, with a gentle breeze and calm waves. The lake surface is dotted with various aquatic flowers, and swimming fish are playing among the flowers.

In the middle of the lake is an island with a radius of seven or eight miles. The island is covered with exotic flowers and plants, pavilions and pavilions, with rich aura and fragrance.

In a flower hall, five people were sitting together chatting.

The purple-faced Lord of Jingwei City, Fairy Wenmei in green feathers and yellow robes, Venerable Lezhi with a folding fan, the handsome and unrestrained Venerable Feiguang, and the other one is Yan Zixiu.

Asked Mei Xianzi: "Fellow Taoist Feiguang, Yan Xiaoyou is not very old and his cultivation is still shallow. How come he became the treasured pimple of Dancao Peak?"

"The fairy doesn't know something. This young friend Yan has broken through from an alchemist to a master of alchemy just seven days after he started. This is one of the reasons."

Lord Jingwei, Fairy Wenmei and Venerable Lezhi nodded in approval. They are experienced immortal cultivators, and they know that it is extremely difficult to increase the success rate of alchemy by 10%.

"Secondly, Yan Xiaoyou saved my Taiyin Spiritual Tree from its dying state as soon as the flowers bloomed." This matter is public information, and Venerable Feiguang did not hide it.

"Is this happening?! This move is amazing."

The Taiyin Spiritual Tree, Jingwei City Lord and others have heard of it. This kind of spiritual tree is extremely rare and does not bear many fruits. The Taiyin Spiritual Fruit is extremely beneficial to Yuanying Stage monks to break through bottlenecks. This is why everyone is willing to make friends with Venerable Feiguang

One of the reasons.

They had heard that the Taiyin Spiritual Tree was sick and dying. At that time, everyone was very sorry, but no one had any good ideas.

The Taiyin Spiritual Tree was revived, and Venerable Le Zhi, who is engaged in intelligence, should know about it. However, he recently went on an expedition and the information was somewhat blocked, so he did not know about it. He didn't even know about it, let alone the other two outsiders.

Venerable Feiguang saw their expressions and felt a little proud in his heart: "There are even more powerful ones. The master of Miaole Peak sent his direct disciples to challenge Dancao Peak, but they were killed by Yan Xiaoyou and were defeated. He lost forty

A mountain peak and forty medium-sized spiritual veins. During the competition, Yan Xiaoyou not only caused thousands of birds to fly towards the phoenix, but the last stringless song was an unprecedented magical skill."

He spoke so vividly and vividly, as if he were there in person.

"Hiss... no wonder, no wonder. If Yan Xiaoyou were under my command, I would take care of him as a treasure." The Lord of Jingwei City and others were full of praise.

The lottery money won alone can train forty golden elixir stage monks. What kind of wealth is this.

Fairy Wenmei suddenly asked Yan Zixiu: "Yan Xiaoyou can save spiritual trees. I wonder if there is any research on the injuries of spiritual birds?"

Yan Zixiu was familiar with "The Immortal Doctor's Guide" and was not only able to diagnose and treat monks' injuries, but also had in-depth research on spiritual birds and beasts. However, he did not want to speak too fully: "I know a little bit about it."

Fairy Wenmei looked happy. She asked the Lord of Jingwei City for his opinion, and after getting the agreement, she threw a spirit beast ring on her wrist into the air, and saw a flash of colorful brilliance, and a red phoenix appeared in the air. Look at it.

His realm is that of an eighth-level demon bird, which is equivalent to a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

When the red phoenix spreads its wings, it is a hundred feet wide. Although it is tall and graceful, its expression is sluggish and a little painful. Its right wing is scorched black in several places, and the worst part is rotten to the bone.

"Young friend Yan, I'm telling you the truth. I went to explore the ancient battlefield, but I didn't expect that there were some demons and monsters there, which were extremely powerful. Although we fought hard to escape, my spiritual bird was injured by the demons..." asked Fairy Mei looked at Danfeng with pity, unable to speak for a moment.

Lord Jingwei added: "Tianfeng Mountain is famous for raising spiritual birds. Every monk regards spiritual birds as part of his life. We all feel sorry for Danfeng being injured in the battle. If it was a normal injury, it would have been treated long ago. Okay. But the evil spirit is very strange, and I have tried many elixirs but all are ineffective."

Venerable Lezhi nodded in agreement: "Yes. We are planning to go back to the sect this time for help, especially the peak master of Dancao Peak. Her medical skills are unparalleled..." It seems that he does not have too much hope for Yan Zixiu. hope.

"My senior sister is in seclusion, so I'm afraid I won't be able to help for the time being." Venerable Feiguang said.

"Retreat?!" The Lord of Jingwei City and others were stunned.

Venerable Lezhi understood Gao Yingying's situation: "Is it possible that the peak mainly affects the realm of great monks in the late Nascent Soul?" He lowered his head and thought, this was a major event related to the sect's structure, and many preparatory measures had to be taken.

Fairy Wenmei felt a strong sense of disappointment coming over her.

She shook her head and found that she was not hopeless yet: "Yan Xiaoyou, do you think...?"

Yan Zixiu has been observing Danfeng since he appeared in mid-air. He used the Watching Qi Technique and the Time Recall Technique to have a general understanding of Danfeng's injury.

There were seven or eight solutions in his mind, but limited by the situation at hand, he could only choose the one that was easiest to understand and accept.

"Ask Fairy Mei, can I communicate with it up close?"

"Communicate? This spiritual bird of mine is very fierce. There is a big difference between you and it. Besides, its temperament is unstable after being injured. I don't want you to be harmed."

Feiguang also hurriedly stopped him: "Young Yan, please don't be reckless. How can you communicate with each other?"

The eighth-level monster is in the transitional stage of transforming into human form and speaking human language. Although it can understand some people's languages, Danfeng is injured and is facing a decline in realm, so it cannot speak human language.

They didn't know that Yan Zixiu not only understood the songs of birds, but also practiced the Samadhi of Compassion, and had a strong affinity with them.

Yan Zixiu smiled and chirped a few bird songs to Danfeng.

Danfeng perked up after hearing this and chirped a few words back.

The people watching were naturally surprised. Apart from asking Fairy Mei how often she dealt with her spiritual birds, and generally understood, the other three were at a loss.

"In addition to communicating with trees, you can also talk to birds?" Feiguang asked.

There is nothing that Venerable Lezhi does not ask about: "What are you talking about?"

Yan Zixiu replied: "I know a little bit about the bird's language, and I am asking about how it was injured and how it feels now."

The Lord of Jingwei City said: "It turns out that Yan Xiaoyou is using the language of birds to diagnose diseases. A genius, a genius!"

After exchanging a few words with one person and one bird, Yan Zixiu released the white crane Qianli Xue and took him up into the sky, arriving in front of Dan Feng.

When Fairy Wenmei saw Baihe Qianlixue, she couldn't help but look at it in surprise. But she couldn't care about it now.

Danfeng was not hostile to Yan Zixiu at all, but seemed very affectionate: "Thank you, little friend. Someone can listen to me and speak in our language. I feel much better."

"You're welcome, I can't bear to see you in such pain. Can I touch your injured area?"

"Of course." Danfeng believed him.

Yan Zixiu gently stroked an injury, and the rejuvenating dew flowed down his fingers. The Immortal Mansion was in Yan Zixiu's body, so the people below did not notice anything unusual.

Danfeng's injured area has been tortured by thousands of needles and repeated attacks by freezing fire. Yan Zixiu's hand touched it and he felt a warm and cool current spreading. The pain was receding and he felt comfortable.

It was showing. Although it was just one of many injuries, it couldn't help but make a low sound.

Fairy Wenmei heard the relief contained in this clear cry.

Her confidence greatly increased: "Yan Xiaoyou, how is the situation?"

Yan Zixiu patted Danfeng gently and said in bird language: "Don't worry, I will think of a way for you."

He fell from the sky: "Ask Fairy Mei, there is a magic pill you can try."
Chapter completed!