Chapter 172 Red-robed Male Cultivator

At this moment, in Kunlun Immortal Sect.

The puppets, who had been following the rules and regulations, suddenly rioted.

Wisps of black gas burst out from the bodies of these puppets, and some even exploded by exploding their limbs.

You have to know that spiritual cultivators also need to refine their bodies. These cultivators who have been refined into puppets will only become stronger in terms of their physical shape, but at this moment they suddenly exploded.

No blood flowed out of the exploded limbs, but waves of black gas gathered together and rushed towards the sky.

Among these puppets there were many spirit beasts, which could instantly smash any puppet that had lost an arm or other parts of its body into pieces.

Wen Jin saw Xu Yuan in the chaos.

Xu Yuan also happened to look up at this moment.

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"It looks like nothing serious."

At the other end of the shadow transmission talisman, Bai Xiuyuan directed Wen Jin to look at Ji Yunmiao again and again, and finally came to this conclusion.

Wen Jin was suddenly speechless.

Unfortunately, this talisman cannot connect this place with Medicine King Valley, and she only knows this one senior brother who is very accomplished in making elixirs.

She frowned and checked for a long time, which made her very nervous, but in the end she got such an ambiguous answer.

"Brother, you really should study further."

Wen Jin put Ji Yunmiao's hand away and said helplessly to Bai Xiuyuan.

Beside him, Xu Yuan was looking at Ji Yunmiao lying on the couch with complicated eyes.

His eyes wandered between Ji Yunmiao and Wen Jin. He hesitated for a long while, but in the end, he said nothing.

"Little Junior Sister, take these inner pills of spirit beasts and give them to him."

Xu Yuan stopped hesitating and spread out his palm, handing it to Wen Jin.

Several round and shiny inner pills were lying in his palm. Anyone who saw them could tell that they were not ordinary items. Seeing Xu Yuan take out these things, the golden sparrow that had been standing quietly on Xu Yuan's shoulder became anxious and jumped around on Xu Yuan's shoulder.

But it also knew that there was a patient lying in front of it and it couldn't make any noise.

This is part of Xu Yuan’s private collection.

Wen Jin recognized one of them, an inner elixir that looked like an ice ball. It was the one that the master of the Blood Fang Beast Hall lost to him when Xu Yuan’s Ten Thousand Beast Peak and the Blood Fang Beast Hall were competing in the past.

Xu Yuan, like her, had fire spirit roots, so there was no use for this ice-attributed thing. However, he was secretly happy for a long time. This ice-attributed monster was extremely rare and lived in icebergs in extremely cold places. However, the cold alone was enough to kill more than 70% of cultivators, so this kind of top-grade ice-attributed inner elixir was the hardest to come by.

This is one of Xu Yuan's collections.

But at this moment he took it out and gave it to Ji Yunmiao.

Ji Yunmiao, who specialized in ice spiritual roots.

Looking at the other inner elixirs, they also match Ji Yunmiao’s other three spiritual root attributes.

She looked at Xu Yuan in surprise, but saw that Xu Yuan turned his head away awkwardly, holding down the jumping golden sparrow with one hand, and handing the other hand holding the pill towards her.

Wen Jin understood and didn't refuse too much.

Even though she knew that Ji Yunmiao's current coma had nothing to do with his spiritual veins and spiritual power, she did not explain further.

"Then I will thank you, Senior Brother, on behalf of Miao!"

Wen Jin smiled, raised his hand to cover the inner elixir, and put it all into his bracelet.

As he was speaking, a person suddenly walked in from outside the tent.

He held up the curtain with his fan, walked over quickly, nodded to Wen Jin, and saluted slightly to Bai Xiuyuan on the other side of the water mirror, and then spoke to Xu Yuan:

"The Meng family, we can't find them anywhere now. They should be hiding in a certain layer of the teleportation formation, but at present, except for the prison that was exposed by the explosion as the demonic energy dissipated, we can't find any other place."

When he spoke, his brows were furrowed, which was inconsistent with his appearance.

Wen Jin looked at him and thought about it. After a while, his mind went around in circles before he remembered who this person was.

The person who came was the master of the Blood Fang Beast Hall, Murong Lin.

Wen Jin had heard of this man a long time ago. After he took over the position of the leader of the Blood Fang Beast Hall, he changed his previous romantic character and carried out drastic reforms in the Blood Fang Beast Hall. In a short period of time, he used thundering means to intimidate the group of elders who had gossiped about him behind his back in the beginning.

This person was very close to Xu Yuan, so when he handed over the inner pill to Xu Yuan, he just shook his head helplessly and said, "It seems that it is not yet fully recovered. I need to practice more."

I don’t know how the strength of the Blood Fang Beast Palace compares to the Ten Thousand Beasts Peak now.

Wen Jin looked at Xu Yuan, then at Murong Lin, and couldn't help but think.

Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan turned his gaze to Wen Jin.

The affairs of Kunlun Immortal Sect were investigated by Junior Sister and Ji Yunmiao. He only provided quantitative help, so the specific plans still depended on Wen Jin.

Murong Lin obviously knew this, so he didn't avoid anyone when he spoke.

"The head of the Yang family should know more about the formation. We have already taken most of the Yang family out of prison. I will take you there now."

As she spoke, she stood up and patted the hem of her skirt.

It is normal that the two great beast-taming experts in the spiritual world have no clue about the battle formation. How many polygonal warriors like Ji Yunmiao can there be?

At this moment, Shangguan Ze, who was busy in the Hehuan Sect, could not be invited for help, so he could only go look for Yang Zheng's father.

“This…” Aren’t you going to watch it yourself?

Xu Yuan uttered a word and his eyes fell on Ji Yunmiao.

"Him? Of course there are people to help watch over him."

Wen Jin smiled, obviously having made arrangements for this moment.

As she finished her words, a man in red appeared in the tent along with a golden light.