Chatper 205 (1/2)

The fountain of life, in terms of its preciousness, is comparable to those rare magical medicines, but after absorbing a little bit, Yang Xuan felt that a powerful life energy was circulating in his body endlessly, and his whole body was comfortable.

In just a short while, his face returned to rosy, his body glowed, and the lost qi and blood also filled up, without the slightest sense of weakness, and his whole person was full of vigor and vitality.

Before long, even the broken bones and broken internal organs were healed.

However, this is not the end, there are still traces of strange divine energy in Yang Xuan's body nourishing his physical body, his physical body has not become stronger, but he has a faint feeling that his body is getting healthier Now, some hidden diseases that are not easy to detect disappeared, and the lifespan increased rapidly.

A drop of the Fountain of Life can make an ordinary person live for 1800 years. This is not a lie. Even if Yang Xuan stops practicing in the future, he can at least live for a thousand years.

"The treasure liquid that prolongs life is not eaten for nothing." With a mutter, he took another drop with his hand and put it in his mouth.

...

After a quarter of an hour, Yang Xuan took out a thousand-year-old cold jade bottle from the storage ring, and carefully put the fountain of life in the spring pool into it.

It is conservatively estimated that there are about forty drops in total.

"When I get out of the secret realm of the ancient gods, I will send a drop of the barbarians to form a good relationship with the barbarians, and I will keep the rest for myself." Yang Xuan muttered to himself, solemnly holding the cold jade bottle containing the spring of life. closed.

This is a life-saving treasure. It is much more powerful than the nine-turn Ningbidan. With this thing, he will be able to come back to life even if he is seriously injured and dying in the future.

"Shenfeng is very big, I'll see if I can get some other good things." Yang Xuan glanced and found a path winding down not far away, so he was going down the mountain to hunt for treasure, but he didn't take a few steps. , a mysterious force descended from the sky and enveloped him.

Then, a feeling of spinning around the world came.

...

In the huge valley, Yan Changkong, Tu Tianjue, Jiang Shuitian, the patriarchs of the eight great martial arts families, the headmasters of various sects, elders, and the rulers of many foreign forces are all waiting, hoping to enter the ancient gods and secrets. The disciples under the sect and the juniors in the clan can gain something.

Of course, what everyone hopes most is the disciples, and the younger generation in the clan can survive.

As long as you can survive, you will be able to achieve something in the future.

"What's wrong with Sect Master Jiang? He doesn't look very good. Could it be that he is worried about your disciples?" At this time, Sect Master Tu Tianjue of Shenxing Sect found that Jiang Shuitian, Sect Master of Wangyue Sect, was absent-minded and could not help but ask.

Jiang Shuitian came back to his senses and glanced at Tu Tianjue lightly: "Look at Sect Master Tu's calm look, don't you worry about your disciples at all?"

"Life and death are destiny, wealth and honor are in the sky." Tu Tianjue said, looking sideways at Yan Changkong: "All the disciples under the master of Yanmen are elites, and if you want to come this time, you will have a great harvest."

"Haha, then thanks to Sect Master Tu Ji Yan." Yan Changkong smiled slightly, but there was still a trace of worry on his face.

Time flies, just as everyone is looking forward to it, three days have passed, and in a blink of an eye, it is three quarters of noon on the fourth day.

hum!

Not surprisingly, the teleportation gate of light reappeared over the valley, and silhouettes flashed and fell from the gate of light. Some people were caught off guard and fell somersaults, shouting repeatedly.

"What's the matter, my Yang family's people, why haven't any of them come out?" Watching the many figures jumping out of the gate of light, Yang Dingkun, the head of the Yang family, felt a little dizzy, because he didn't see even one of the people who came out. Yang family.

"Hey, Patriarch Yang grieves and changes." There was a patriarch of a martial arts family who had a good relationship with Yang Dingkun comforted.

"Pfft!" Yang Dingkun came out of sadness, opened his mouth and spat out blood.

He understands that more than a dozen juniors of the Yang family and several elders of the Vientiane Realm have all died, and died in the ancient gods and secrets. Although he has long known that the mortality rate in the ancient gods and secrets is extremely high, but seeing the entire army annihilated, he It was still unbearable, the blow was too great.

"How is it possible, all are dead, and none of them come out alive!"

"Haha, yes, if you little guys can survive, you will definitely achieve extraordinary achievements in the future."

In the valley, some people are happy and some are sad. After a few minutes, the gate of light has not disappeared, but no one has emerged from the gate of light.