Bai Yi had just walked outside the residential area, and Yang Yifan was already in a panic.

Seeing Bai Yi's bloodstains, Yang Yifan was shocked and said, "Have you met those men in black? Where did you hurt!"

After dispersing a spiritual consciousness, Yang Yifan carefully checked Bai Yi's injuries. He was scared this time. If Bai Yi really had a good time, he would have to return to the west in three years.

"Fortunately, it did not hurt the heart meridians." Bai Yi said weakly: "Hemostatic Pill, Shengji San."

"Yes!" Yang Yifan felt the sword marks on Bai Yi's chest and hurriedly agreed, helping Bai Yi towards the wooden house.

As soon as they entered the residential area, Jiang Dachuan and Gao Ren immediately came up. When they saw Bai Yi being supported by Deacon Yang, they knew that they must have been injured. They also followed the wooden house with concern. Fortunately, this residential area was far away from the spiritual vein and was not affected by the fight.

Back at Bai Yi's residence, Yang Yifan took out two porcelain bottles, poured out the bleeding pill from one red bottle and swallowed it for Bai Yi, poured out some dark green powder from the other gray bottle, and applied it to the wounds of Bai Yi's heart.

After taking the hemostatic pill, the blood stains on the Baiyi wound began to gradually solidify. In addition, the effect of Shengji San was effective, and the scabs began to form soon.

Hemostatic pills and Shengji San are both the lowest-level ninth-grade spiritual medicines, and are not comparable to those of the mortal herbs. If ordinary people see this miraculous effect of hemostatic and muscle growth, they must exclaim the magic of immortality.

Seeing Yang Yifan taking out two ninth-grade spiritual medicines and giving them to Bai Yi without any pain, Jiang Dachuan was envious and even more convinced that this young uncle who came to waste must have a noble identity.

Their outer disciples often fight. Unless they reach a severe blow involving their lives, the outer deacons will use these two ninth-grade spiritual medicines.

When Bai Yi's wounds healed, Gao Ren said angrily: "Where do those men in black come from? If you dare to come to Yungu, aren't you afraid of the elders of the sect?"

Jiang Dachuan opened his mouth and wanted to answer the conversation. Seeing that Yang Yifan, the deacon, was still there, he held back the words.

"The elders and the sect leader are in charge of the affairs of the sect. It's not our turn to talk about it." Yang Yifan said in a deep voice as if he was calm and said, "You retreat and go back to practice well. Only by constantly improving your cultivation can you truly survive in the world of cultivation."

The deacon said, but the two of them dared not stay for a long time and retreated one after another.

"The wound is only a slight step away from the heart meridian. If you add one more point, your life will be gone!" After the two left, Yang Yifan shouted in fear, his eyes full of fear.

"That man is not good at swordsmanship." Bai Yi's face was still pale, but his complexion improved a lot.

"It's fine, it's fine." Yang Yifan said with lingering fear: "If you die, I'm not alive."

"Who are those monks in black?" Bai Yi asked after a little rest.

"The other party is definitely not very good at coming to Yungu to seize the essence of the spiritual vein." Yang Yifan frowned and said, "In Dapu, except for the other two sects, no one dares to make the Cangyun Sect's idea."

"The three major sects of the Great Pu Kingdom are in line. Now it seems that Cangyun Sect is the weakest." Bai Yi said lightly.

"Oh." Yang Yifan sighed deeply and said, "Cangyun Sect, Hanyu Sect, Qisha Sect, and Dapu's territory, Cangyun Sect is indeed the weakest."

"Can Deacon Yang talk about the strength of the other two major sects?" Bai Yi asked.

Yang Yifan nodded and said, "In fact, the three major sects of the Great Pu Kingdom, Cangyun Sect is the oldest according to their qualifications. Our sect has a history of more than 4,000 years since its inception. The second is Hanyu Sect. It has been roughly three thousand years since its inception. The Seven Evil Sect is only the New Pu sect in the past thousand years, but it has developed very rapidly. It surpassed Cangyun Sect and Hanyu Sect in less than a thousand years, and became the strongest among the three major sects.

There are seven evil star kings in the Seven Evil Sect, each of whom is the seven powerful people in the Nascent Soul realm. There are five cultivators in the Hanyu Sect at the Nascent Soul realm. Including the sect leader, our Cangyun Sect only has four powerful people in the Nascent Soul realm, and their strength is ranked last."

When Bai Yifan heard the three major sects that Yang Yifan told, he pretended to be unintentionally and asked: "I wonder if the founding ancestor of Cangyun Sect is still there."

"Old Ancestor Cangyun!"

Just after reading this name, Yang Yifan felt his whole body tremble and his tone became particularly respectful: "It is said that the ancestor began to close the life and death thousands of years ago, and no one could see it afterwards. I am afraid that no one except the sect leader will know."

Retreat?

Bai Yi snorted coldly in his heart, thinking that Wu Cheng left the sect and ignored him, and he must have gone to seclusion to study his most obsessed with the art of refining. Not to mention the sect, there were only four Nascent Soul cultivators.

In Yang Yifan's eyes, the four powerful Nascent Souls are already high and terrifying, which cannot even produce a trace of resistance, but they are not enough to see in Bai Yi's eyes.

"Wu..."

While the two were talking, a chubby white worm suddenly emerged from Bai Yi's clothes and made an extremely subtle voice, as if he had said the word Wu.

Yang Yifan's realm was in the early stage of foundation building. Bai Yi, a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, could hear the sound, so he could naturally hear it carefully. In addition to being surprised, Yang Yifan stared at the white worm on Bai Yi's body, revealing a confused expression.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

When Bai Yi found that the white worm was spoken, he was shocked and pinched the white worm's tail in secret. Suddenly, Wu Cheng, whom he wanted to say, turned into a strange whimpering cry.

"What kind of insect is this?" Yang Yifan asked in surprise. He had seen monks raising spirit beasts, but he had never seen monks raising insects.

"It's just a toy left by the elders in the family." Bai Yi said with a constant expression.

Playing with bugs?

Yang Yifan was puzzled and thought to himself that the Bai family not only specializes in ghosts and ghosts, but also likes to raise insects.

"I lost my low-level spiritual veins in the Jiyun Valley and am not suitable for external disciples to practice. The sect should have other arrangements. You should have a good rest first." Yang Yifan reminded him that if he left the wooden house, his injuries were not light and he would need to recover for several days.

When Yang Yifan walked away, the white worm swaying left and right in Bai Yi's hand said hurriedly: "Why is that boy Wu Cheng so unbearable? He can't be the dominant ruler in a country. After all, he is also the second disciple of Xiaoyao Immortal Lord. He really lost his name as a master! When I see that boy, I will definitely help the master teach him a lesson."

Bai Yi's eyes turned cold, he pinched the white worm in front of him and said angrily: "No matter what Wu Cheng is, if you dare to show up in front of others again, I will strangle you to death first!"

"No, don't, master." Bai Chong smiled and said, "I'm so angry, the second disciple of the dignified Xiaoyao Immortal Lord..."

"Okay, no one thinks you are mute if you don't speak."

Bai Yi had no choice but to throw the talkative white worm on the table and ordered: "From now on, you want to talk with your soul, just tell me. I can naturally hear that now I only have the middle stage of Qi Refining, and I have already been involved in a deacon in the middle stage of foundation building. If you are discovered by someone, it may cause greater trouble."

"Qianhao knows, I know, hehe." Bai Zhu shook his fat white head and promised: "I'm talking when there's no one, and I'm going to be mute when there's someone!"
Chapter completed!