I Am a Late Bloomer In the World of Immortality Chapter 246

Chapter 246 Father and son work together to kill Leng Yuyuan (please subscribe)

For insurance.

Before leaving Shiting, Wei Tu also handed Wei Xiuwen and Mei Zhen a third-level high-quality defensive talisman each.

　　protected by this talisman.

Even if they encounter a third-level monster while advancing, Wei Xiuwen and his wife have the ability to protect themselves and do not need to temporarily distract him to rescue them.

As for Changsun Wei's longevity.

Wei Tuze took it with him personally. With his strength in both legal and physical cultivation, he still had the confidence to protect one person.

At the same time that everyone in the Wei family was sneaking across.

at the same time.

Jingguo, the residence of the Hehuan Sect.

In a side hall.

“Fu Lang, you seem to have become a lot colder towards me after leaving Taixu Realm.”

In the inner hall, Leng Yuyuan came out of the bathing pool, put on a transparent gauze, and walked slowly towards Fu Lin, who was sitting cross-legged on the Arhat bed.

　While walking, she suddenly appeared in spring.

The graceful figure trembles as she moves.

If there are any lustful people here, they will be in for a treat.

However-

Surprisingly.

Fu Lin didn't even care about this. Faced with Leng Yuyuan's questioning, he never responded.

　　Including his eyes, they were also tightly closed and did not open to see anything.

It seemed like the **** scene in front of him was something he was accustomed to, or... it was a huge burden.

Seeing that Fu Lin didn't reply.

The smile on Leng Yuyuan's face faded one by one, and there was a colder look in her eyes. She looked at Fu Lin as if she was looking at prey.

"Fu Lang, since you are so ruthless, don't blame me for being cruel." Leng Yuyuan walked up to Fu Lin and said in a slightly coquettish tone.

Immediately afterwards, she tapped Fu Lin's eyebrows with her finger, and then traced along the eyebrows to his cheeks, lips, chest, and all the way down.

Leng Yuyuan's plain finger was like a sharp weapon. When it was swiped, Fu Lin's skin that it touched broke open one by one, and bright red blood oozed out.

The blood condensed into beads, like pomegranate seeds, suspended on Fu Lin's body.

"The best human elixir." Leng Yuyuan lay in Fu Lin's arms like a cat, her pink tongue sticking out and licking the drops of blood.

It is rare to shed the mortal elixir.

But using the secret technique of the Hehuan Sect, it is much easier to cultivate a furnace cauldron with the effect of the Mortal Transformation Pill.

Fu Lin is the fine furnace that ancestor Ningyan has been cultivating for her nephew for nearly a hundred years.

As long as Fu Lin, the best "human elixir", is completely refined and she can break through the golden elixir, there is hope.

But just when Leng Yuyuan was immersed in the effect of mending the furnace cauldron, Fu Lin suddenly opened his eyes. His face showed a cold expression, and his right palm reached out and held Leng Yuyuan's jade arms on him.

"Fu Lang, are you angry?" Seeing this, Leng Yuyuan was not angry. She took advantage of the situation and sat in Fu Lin's arms, smiling sweetly and saying.

She had seen situations like this many times when she was taming Fu Lin.

—Fu Lin's body contains the soul restrictions placed by her aunt Ning Yan's ancestor. Once Fu Lin goes against her, these soul restrictions will not only restrict Fu Lin's actions, but also torture Fu Lin to the point of pain.

In addition to the soul restriction, the life and death of Fu Lin's brothers and sisters are also controlled by her.

This is Fu Lin's weakness.

Leng Yuyuan knew clearly.

"Leng Yuyuan!" A cold light flashed in Fu Lin's eyes. He turned his palm, and there was a thin emerald green needle in his palm, which pierced Leng Yuyuan's Dantian.

At the same time, Fu Lin's other hand was not idle. When the emerald green needle penetrated Leng Yuyuan's Dantian, black demonic energy surged out of his hand and hit several large acupoints, imprisoning Leng Yuyuan's body. of mana.

“You dare to rebel?”

Leng Yuyuan was caught off guard and screamed in surprise, with a look of disbelief on her face.

She has always regarded Fu Lin as a piece of meat on the chopping block and an object of her willful play.

She never expected that Fu Lin would suddenly resist her today and strike preemptively.

“Fu Lang, if you let me go now, everything will be fine. If you wait until my aunt comes back...you will die without a burial place.” Leng Yuyuan threatened.

In the Hehuan Sect, Lu Ding's death methods are also different. Some die in comfort, and some die in a state of death that is worse than life after being tortured.

“Also, your brother Fu Chun and sister Fu Min are still in the hands of our Hehuan Sect. If you dare to rebel, they will also die!”

Seeing that Fu Lin was unmoved, Leng Yuyuan pointed out Fu Lin's weakness and threatened again.

“You talk a lot.”

Fu Lin sneered, slapped Leng Yuyuan **** the face, and kicked Leng Yuyuan off him.

"Fu Lin, how dare you humiliate me..." Seeing this, Leng Yuyuan, who fell to the ground, suddenly became furious, and her cold snowy cheeks turned a lot of red.

She is a descendant of the golden elixir and the "Leng Fairy" who is sought after by cultivators from various sects. She has never suffered such a shame and humiliation.

"Fu Lin, stop talking nonsense with this woman. Quickly use the "Secret Technique of Three Corpses" to swallow up this woman's cultivation and leave the Hehuan Sect."

At this time, an old man in a raincoat suddenly appeared in the side hall. He glanced at Fu Lin and Leng Yuyuan and said indifferently. This old man in coir raincoat had a powerful aura, approximately at the level of a golden elixir. His face was covered with a layer of black aura, making it difficult to see his true appearance.

“Who are you?” Leng Yuyuan was shocked when she heard this. She rolled around and wanted to leave the side hall and go to Ancestor Ningyan for help.

It was not difficult for her to guess that the soul restriction in Fu Lin's body was most likely to be unlocked by this "old man in coir raincoat".

After releasing the restraint on the soul, Fu Lin dared to take advantage of her unpreparedness, plot against her, and imprison her cultivation.

"who I am?"

The old man in the coir raincoat smiled coldly. He stepped forward and came to Leng Yuyuan's side. He looked down at the naked Leng Yuyuan in front of him.

“My surname is Fu!” The old man in coir raincoat locked Leng Yuyuan's snow-white neck, moved his lips slightly, and transmitted the message to Leng Yuyuan into the secret passage.

As he finished speaking, the blackness on the face of the old man in coir raincoat faded slightly, revealing a face similar to Fu Lin's, as well as... dense dark red strange lines on his face.

But before Leng Yuyuan could react, the old man in coir raincoat pinched Leng Yuyuan unconscious and threw her in front of Fu Lin.

“Yes, Senior Tianzhi.”

Fu Lin got off the bed and took over Leng Yuyuan who had passed out. With a grateful look on his face, he thanked the old man in coir raincoat in front of him.

A few months ago, after Patriarch Ningyan came out of Taixu Realm, he met this old man in coir raincoat by chance, who he called "Senior Tianzhi".

This "Senior Tianzhi" saw his predicament at a glance and expressed his willingness to help him escape from the control of Ancestor Ningyan, but the price for him was... becoming his disciple.

At first, Fu Lin did not trust the old monster of the Heavenly Corpse. After all, he had been in the demonic path for so many years, and he had long known that the senior demon cultivator was unreliable.

Accepting him as a disciple probably has other plans for him. It is very likely that he was cultivated to become a preparatory body for his body.

He encountered a lot of this kind of drama in the devil's path.

Previously, because he was too young, he fell into the trap of Ancestor Ningyan. He thought that Leng Yuyuan was truly devoted to him, so... he fell into it, and step by step became the cauldron for Leng Yuyuan to break through the golden elixir.

Otherwise.

The Wanling Sect that he joined would not sit back and watch as a foundation-building disciple like him was expropriated by the Hehuan Sect and became a furnace.

Therefore, in Fu Lin's view, there is no difference between the old monster Tianzhi and the ancestor Ningyan, and they both have other plans for him.

only-

At this moment, he had no choice.

It is better to seek skin from a tiger than to be used as a furnace for refining by Leng Yuyuan.

"The secret technique of three corpses!" Fu Lin gritted his teeth, pinched the secret technique with his hands, and shouted.

In an instant, his back was broken open, and the blackened ribs were pulled out by the magic power, turning into three seven-inch skeletons, and fired towards the unconscious Leng Yuyuan.

These three skeletons landed on Leng Yuyuan's forehead, left chest, and pubic area respectively, and sat down together.

At this time, the old monster with a sky corpse on the side bit his fingertips and dropped a drop of blood essence on the eyebrows of the three skeletons.

Essence and blood fall.

The auras of the three skeletons suddenly changed, and they began to breathe in and out like monks.

But the difference is that the object of these three skeletons' breath is not the aura of heaven and earth, but Leng Yuyuan who is sitting down.

Shaoqing, Leng Yuyuan's soul, blood, and mana were stolen by these three skeletons, and her breath became weaker and weaker.

After an hour.

Leng Yuyuan's breath weakened, and only skin and bones were left in her body.

"Ning Yan probably wouldn't have expected that under my "Secret Technique of Three Corpses", her niece not only failed to successfully harvest the tonic, but actually gave her entire cultivation level to you and made you a wedding dress." The old monster from the Sky Corpse The tone was slightly mocking.

His words clearly meant to ridicule Patriarch Ningyan.

“Senior Tianzhi knows Ancestor Ningyan?” Fu Lin asked curiously while practicing his skills.

"Ancestor Ningyan?" The old monster Tianzhi laughed when he heard this, "Ningyan and I have known each other for a long time. Otherwise, I would not be able to break the restriction on her consciousness so easily."

Old acquaintance?

After hearing this, Fu Lin was puzzled. He had been with Patriarch Ningyan for decades, but he had never heard of an old acquaintance of Patriarch Ningyan named "Old Monster of the Sky Corpse".

“Maybe it's a pseudonym.”

Fu Lin thought to himself.

"You are also lucky to have met me. Otherwise, it would not only be difficult for you to practice the Furnace Cauldron Technique, but you would also run the risk of dying early. But with my "Three Corpse Secret Technique", this Furnace Cauldron Technique Dharma, on the contrary, has become your blessing to be able to swallow up Leng Yuyuan's cultivation..."

“It is possible to break through the golden elixir.”

The old monster of the Sky Corpse laughed a few times.

However, when Fu Lin heard these words, he felt that the old monster of the Sky Corpse... was a bit talkative. After all, he had heard this saying countless times after coming into contact with the old monster of the Sky Corpse.

While speaking.

Fu Lin began to collect his power. He recited a few incantations silently, and the three skeletons that were in Leng Yuyuan's body bounced back into his body and turned into ribs in his abdomen.

However, unlike the previous ribs, these ribs store the essence of Leng Yuyuan's whole body, the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit.

"Leng Yuyuan only has two days left to live. Senior Tianzhi, you and I should leave quickly." Fu Lin stood up, glanced at Leng Yuyuan, who was as angry as a silk thread, and said quickly.

Once Leng Yuyuan dies, Ancestor Ningyan will definitely feel something.

　　It will be a big trouble then.

“There's no need to be anxious. I've already inquired before I came here, and now Patriarch Ningyan is no longer in the Hehuan Sect.” The old monster from the Sky Corpse replied casually.

But that being said, in terms of actions, the old monster of the Heavenly Corpse was not arrogant. He put his right hand behind Fu Lin's shoulder and immediately led Fu Lin to fly away from the Hehuan Sect's station.

(End of this chapter)

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