Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 663 I’ll take you home
Jianyang Prefecture, medical clinic.

Between the two clean beds, Meng Xiuwen's face was pale, and even his lips had lost their color.

This man, who was once the most powerful demon slayer in Great Nanzhou, now looked like he was dying, and even his usually erratic personality had been restrained a little.

But compared to the figure on the other bed, his condition was already very good.

The young man's body was covered with cuts and white scales appeared on his face. He could hardly maintain his human form. Even though there was a girl next to him, crying, constantly wiping her wounds with a towel, the blood plasma that was oozing out of the gaps between the scales could not be wiped away no matter what.

He opened his eyes wide and stared blankly upwards, like a lamp with its oil running out, a candle in the wind, ready to die at any moment.

"Where's the pill?"

Meng Xiuwen looked at Zixian who was trying hard to suppress her sobs, and couldn't help but look outside the house, and shouted in a hoarse voice.

Two messengers walked in quickly and said softly, "The rainmaker is seriously injured. The elixir he needs needs to be transferred from the imperial capital. The government office is already trying its best to urge them to come."

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! By the time you hurry, the person will be dead!"

Meng Xiuwen gritted his teeth. Although the Rain Prayer was one of the Eight Departments, it was obviously not comparable to the Demon Slaying Department. The fact that the government office was asked to go to the imperial capital to prepare elixirs was already a consideration given that Zi Yang was injured while trying to stop the demons.

The two policemen lowered their heads helplessly and slowly retreated.

"You said you were the same. Even if you came from a remote village, you wouldn't be so ignorant as to not know Taiyi Xian. What's wrong? Are you crazy? You were just praying for rain. When you saw that the situation was not right, you couldn't just hide. You had to get in the way. Can you stop him for even a moment?"

Meng Xiuwen propped himself up, glared at the person next to him in annoyance, and accidentally pulled the wound, grimacing again.

Not to mention others, he was terrified when he saw the actions of the little dragon demon. In order to block the attack for it, he used up all the savings he had saved over the years, but he still could only help the other party to survive, and almost lost himself.

This was because the imperial energy had suppressed the beast's cultivation by more than 90%.

If it were a Taiyi immortal in his prime, there would be two graves lying here.

"In that inn... is my only sister... my only father."

Zi Yang stared upwards, his voice as soft as a mosquito, as if just this one sentence had exhausted all his strength.

Hearing this, Zi Xian, who had been suppressing her emotions, finally couldn't help but buried her head in her brother and burst into tears.

Outside the house, in addition to a group of policemen, there was also a spirited old man. He was thin and dressed in linen clothes. Although his hair was gray and he was quite old, his pair of energetic eyes still revealed a bit of hostility.

Hearing this, he glanced inside the house.

The old man was obviously just angry, and his voice was a little impatient: "Ask your prefect to send another letter in my name."

Great South Continent is so far away from the imperial capital that even if one rushes, the chance of catching up is still very slim.

All we can do is try our best and leave the rest to fate.

"Master Yan, I will go right away."

The messengers hurriedly saluted. They did not know the old man's specific identity, but they knew that even the prefect was extremely humble in front of him.

At the same time, Meng Xiuwen in the room was also a person who couldn't stand crying and yelling. He slapped the bed and pulled himself off the bed: "Carry the person to me. Without Zhang the butcher, we won't eat hairy pigs. Let's go!"

Zi Xian stopped sobbing in confusion, but still obediently carried her brother on her back: "Senior Meng, where are you going?"

"Let's go find our Lord Ye."

Meng Xiuwen limped out of the house. As the master of Dan Peak of Shenxu Mountain, even if Ye Lan didn't know how to make pills, it shouldn't be difficult for him to get something to save his life.

He walked out of the house, and although he was a little angry, when he saw the old man, he still bowed seriously.

"General Yan."

Only after the old man nodded his chin slightly did he take the brother and sister out of the clinic and head towards a mansion.

……

Finally, there was a human voice in the deserted mansion.

Zi Xian carried her brother on her back and looked around cautiously until she saw the familiar figure in black. For some reason, her panicked heart suddenly calmed down a lot.

Zi Yang raised his head with difficulty. Even though he was injured to such an extent, he still tried to pull up the corners of his mouth and called out, "Brother Shen."

Ever since Shen Yi helped him and others rescue his father, he was no longer a senior or a clan leader, but the benefactor of the entire Purple Bearded White Dragon clan.

Since the imperial court could prepare such a secluded mansion for him in the huge Jianyang Prefecture, Brother Shen must have become a guest of honor in Jianyang.

Looking back at myself, this miserable and dying appearance is really laughable.

"You guys are finally back. You don't even know that I, Old Meng, was almost beaten to death on the street."

Meng Xiuwen cried out miserably and looked around a few times: "Where is she? Hurry up and call her back. If you delay any longer, your old friend's life will be in danger."

"..."

Shen Yi looked at the brother and sister, his expression was not very turbulent, he hesitated for a moment and asked: "What happened?"

"We'll talk about this in detail later. Let's find Ye Lan first..." Before Meng Xiuwen could finish his words, he saw that the other party had turned around.

The next moment, he just waved his sleeves slightly, and a huge alchemy furnace fell to the ground with a loud bang.

"Take your time. There's no rush."

Shen Yi didn't seem to need to think at all. He just tapped his five fingers and many medicinal herbs jumped out from the ring.

Fueled by the spiritual energy, the fire suddenly jumped up, adding a bit of warmth to the entire courtyard.

As the master of Danfeng, he did take away a lot of "his own" treasures when he left. However, this kind of healing elixir does not involve calamity power, and it is not considered a top-notch thing even if it is placed in the Dharma Storage Pavilion.

For Shen Yi, who had read all the books on alchemy, this was a piece of cake.

"what?"

Meng Xiuwen was not surprised that Shen Yi could take out an alchemy furnace.

Compared to those disciples of immortal sects, independent cultivators who travel outside will selectively dabble in a few of the hundreds of immortal arts, especially alchemy and weapon making.

But although they dabbled in it, their methods were mostly crude and could only be used to meet emergency needs.

But the work of an expert can be seen to be different from that of ordinary people at first glance.

Watching the many medicinal materials being quickly refined into pure medicinal liquid in the alchemy furnace, the whole process was smooth as flowing water without any feeling of awkwardness. All the medicinal power returned to the furnace without any leakage.

Meng Xiuwen's eyes gradually widened.

This is not the way an ordinary cultivator should make alchemy. It is not even inferior to the alchemy masters specially trained in the immortal sects!
The most important thing is that Shen Yi was refining the elixir while listening to him talk, which means that the other party did not use his full strength at all.

"I feel like you're scarier than Ye Lan now."

Meng Xiuwen complained. Even though he didn't even know what kind of elixir the other party was refining, just by looking at this posture, the stone in his heart inexplicably fell.

Feeling much more relaxed, he stood behind the young man and told him what had happened before.

Shen Yi listened in silence, his eyes never leaving the alchemy furnace. Only when he heard that the evil beast almost flattened the inn, did he slightly raise his eyebrows.

In that inn, there were not only King Donglong and Zi Xian, but also several leaders of Nanhong, as well as Senior Xuanqing and others.

"Damn it, the immortals are so great, but it's just a mount. There are so many people who died in vain in my three prefectures, how can his little compensation buy them back?"

"Those two old guys are so stupid. The foundation of our Divine Dynasty is the imperial aura. This demon is causing troubles in the world, which makes people panic. If the people's minds are shaken, it will directly affect the imperial aura. If the demon is not only not killed, but also sent back safely..." "A thousand-mile dam is destroyed by an ant hole. The recent actions of the Bodhi Sect and the Three Immortal Sect are obviously abnormal!"

Meng Xiuwen was talking until his mouth was dry, but seeing that Shen Yi was still calm, he couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

Judging from the previous actions they took together, the other party is not the kind of person who is indifferent to the mundane world.

"Forget it, forget it. We are indeed of low status and power, and can only curse you."

He waved his hand lacking interest.

During the whole process, the brother and sister did not utter a single word.

Shenzhou is not like Hongze. It is not a place where one person can act recklessly. Brother Shen has helped Hongze so much. He must not bring any trouble to the other party because of himself and others.

Compared to Meng Xiuwen, the two of them understand Shen Yi's personality better.

Refining the elixir requires painstaking efforts.

During the time when Shen Yi was refining the medicinal power, two figures entered the mansion.

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Ye Lan walked in front with an expressionless face, and behind her was a man whose entire body was covered in a dark green robe.

Its face is dry and black, and it looks like an ape, with three eyes on its forehead.

With a perverse smile on his face, he glanced at everyone cynically. There were no shackles on his body, only a gold ring around his neck.

"Hey, I mean... when can you help me get this thing off?"

He extended his index finger and gently hooked the gold circle.

Shen Yi was quietly refining the elixir without looking back, while Meng Xiuwen looked at the black-skinned ape monster with fear, his expression gloomy and uncertain, his five fingers clenched tightly.

Zi Xian lowered her head in fear and quietly moved away from the monster with her brother.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the green-robed ape demon yawned, looked ahead lazily, and then became interested: "Oh, your method is not bad, but it is too wasteful to feed such a precious medicine to this wild dragon."

"If I had known, I would have hit you harder and saved you some money, haha."

"Shut up." Ye Lan looked sideways.

In a place like Jianyang Prefecture, except for the cultivators of the Demon Slaying Division, all other living beings will be suppressed by the imperial energy, and only one tenth of their strength will remain.

What's more, Ye Lan was originally cultivating the Taixu Dao Fruit, and had consumed more than six hundred kalpas, already reaching the threshold of the fourth grade.

Even if this demon is also a fifth-grade Taiyi Immortal and is in Jianyang, he probably won't last more than three moves in her hands.

But the ape demon didn't show any fear on his face. Instead, he became more arrogant: "What if I don't? What? Are you going to kill me? Just try to move?"

It chuckled.

How could this group of monks know that they came here on the command of heaven? Who would dare to move them and who would disobey?

"..."

Ye Lan had never been so angry before, but Yang Mingli's face flashed through her mind.

She looked away and looked at Shen Yi's back.

I felt even more apologetic.

Meng Xiuwen was so angry that his gums were itching. He worked hard for the court and was seriously injured by a demon. Now his wounds have not healed yet, and this demon has already blatantly stepped on his face.

Damn it, this is a crap job, whoever wants to do it can do it, I won’t serve you anymore!

Zi Xian stood cautiously in the corner, her eyes sweeping over everyone, obviously seeing the frustration in Lord Meng's heart.

Even the cultivators of such a powerful realm felt resentment, let alone the common people who were at a lower level.

They were unable to see the overall situation and only knew that their relatives and friends were being slaughtered for no reason, while the court was unable to come up with an answer that would allow them to express their grief.

Just then, the fire finally went out.

Shen Yi reached out and caught the flying pill in his palm, turned around and came to Zi Xian, stretched out his hand and fed the pill into Zi Yang's mouth.

Then he activated his spiritual energy to help him refine the pill.

"Take good care of yourself and you will recover in seven days."

Shen Yi whispered instructions, but in fact he didn't need to say anything. The moment the pill entered his stomach, Zi Yang's vitality became visibly stronger, and the white scales slowly sank into his skin.

With such a mysterious effect, even Meng Xiuwen temporarily put aside his resentment and became a little greedy: "Master Shen, how about giving me one too?"

Although he didn't mention it deliberately, Shen Yi was no fool. He naturally knew that with Zi Yang's strength, he couldn't stop the demon for a moment. It was likely that Meng Xiuwen had fought to the death.

He opened his palm and handed over another pill: "Thank you."

"Tsk, you're being polite to me." Meng Xiuwen smiled carefreely: "I've never tasted such a delicious thing in my life."

"Flawless Pill, little guy, are you interested in coming back to Yuchi Immortal Gate with me? I guarantee you a bright future." The green-robed ape demon licked his lips. The cultivation level this kid just showed was not high and was still in the realm of celestial immortals, but his attainments in alchemy were quite touching.

"A promising future? Like you being a mount?"

Meng Xiuwen finally couldn't help it and said sarcastically: "Qingmei's hobby is quite special. She has to ride a monkey, but I don't know where to ride it."

"..." The smile on the green-robed ape demon's face slowly faded. He glanced sideways at Meng Xiuwen, with a bit more ferocity in his eyes. The golden circle on his neck suddenly trembled.

It slowly turned around and looked into each other's eyes. After a long while, it sneered and said, "You have a sharp tongue. I will remember you."

Ye Lan interrupted their argument, walked up to Shen Yi, pursed her lips, and looked a little evasive.

"Just say it." Shen Yi nodded his chin lightly.

"Huh, they want to ask you, the master of Shenxu Mountain, to go to Yuchi Immortal Gate and take this evil beast back..."

Ye Lan finally organized her words, but was interrupted by the ape demon: "It's sent back."

Finally, she could no longer suppress the murderous intent in her heart. She stretched out her fair right palm and grabbed the neck of the ape monster. Her five fingers were like swords and stabbed into its throat fiercely. The sticky blood dyed her forearm red.

The ape demon felt pain, but he didn't panic at all. Instead, his laughter became even more piercing: "Come on, come on! Don't be polite!"

Ye Lan was already feeling annoyed and didn't know how to start. At this moment, she was stimulated and her eyes gradually sank into an emotionless emptiness. This was a manifestation of the sacrifice of the Taixu Dao Fruit.

At this moment, that familiar hand pressed on her wrist again.

"it is good."

Ye Lan was somewhat surprised by Shen Yi's straightforward agreement. She turned around in a daze.

"Look at this guy. You all should learn from him." The ape demon laughed mockingly and shook off the blood stains on his neck.

"I'll go with you." Ye Lan's voice was a little weak, and she felt even more guilty.

Shen Yi finally looked at the ape monster straight in the eye, his expression still calm, and said lightly: "No need."

For some reason, the moment he saw it, the ape demon felt a chill on his spine and gradually stopped laughing.

(End of this chapter)