Wanyao Youyun

Chapter 180 Clearing

After staying for a while, Feng Huan summoned the Meng-killing Bird and flew to the imperial capital. This trip took almost a month, and he was still worried about Ziyun's condition. Fortunately, he didn't receive Hua Luzhu's message, so there shouldn't be any serious problem.

But just as Feng Huan was trying to comfort himself, a small green bird appeared in his field of vision. Feng Huan's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling.

"Come back as soon as possible, my sister's condition has worsened!"

The short sentence on the paper made Feng Huan extremely anxious. He immediately left the Miemeng Bird behind, spread his wings of wind, and flew at full speed regardless of the cost.

After a whole day and night, with the support of constantly using Qingyuan Stone to replenish energy, Feng Huan finally returned to the imperial capital.

"You're finally back!" When he returned to the Holy Hand Hall, the first thing he saw was Hua Luzhu with a sad face.

"How is Ziyun?" Feng Huan asked.

"See for yourself!" Hua Luzhu's eyes turned red and her voice choked with sobs.

Feng Huan immediately entered the room, and saw that on the bed, there was no longer the beautiful Ziyun of the past, but only an old woman with white hair and chicken skin.

"It's not Ziyun... No, this is the consequence of being invaded by the death energy." Feng Huan's first reaction was to think that it was not Ziyun, and he turned around to leave, but when he remembered his experience with Shui Yi, he reacted.

He flashed to the bedside, reached out and grabbed her hand, and checked the condition of her body.

"Big Ice Cube, you're finally back! I thought I wouldn't be able to see you for the last time." Ziyun's hoarse voice sounded weakly.

"Don't talk nonsense, you'll be fine." After checking, he found that except for the heart and consciousness, other parts were filled with death energy.

"Fortunately, I used the Nine Spirit Needles to seal his heart and consciousness, otherwise it would be really incurable." Feng Huan was glad for his wise decision before leaving.

"How is it? Can it still be cured?" At this time Hua Luzhu walked in.

"Don't worry, it's no problem. Help her up first and sit opposite me."

"Really!" Hua Luzhu couldn't believe it when she heard it, and quickly helped Ziyun up as she was told.

Feng Huan also sat on the bed, holding Ziyun's hands with both hands, and just like he did when he cleared the death energy for Shui Yi, he used his skills to slowly absorb the death energy out of Ziyun's body.

Since Ziyun has been infected for a long time, the infection cannot be cleared too quickly, otherwise her body may collapse due to rapid changes and difficulty in adapting.

Half an hour later, Feng Huan stopped practicing. Looking at Ziyun again, he saw that he had recovered a lot, his face was rosy, and his hair had begun to turn darker.

"Big Ice Cube, you're awesome. I thought I was really going to die this time!"

Ziyun, who had recovered somewhat, ignored Hua Luzhu behind her and threw herself into Feng Huan's arms, holding him tightly with both hands, fearing that if she let go, she would never have another chance. Tears welled up in her eyes and fell on Feng Huan's chest like raindrops.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm here! No matter what happens in the future, don't give up easily, okay?" Although Feng Huan felt a little embarrassed, he did not push Ziyun away in this situation. Instead, he gently held her in his arms.

Seeing this, Hua Luzhu quietly left the room, but did not go far. Instead, she stood outside the door, staring blankly at the two people hugging each other, as if thinking about something.

"You haven't fully recovered yet, take a rest first. I'll make you some medicine to replenish your physical strength and vitality, so you can get better faster." After Ziyun vented her emotions, Feng Huan comforted her and started to make medicine. He originally wanted to go back to his practice room, but Ziyun held him back.

After coaxing Ziyun to take the medicine and waiting for her to fall asleep, Feng Huan quietly left the room and prepared to go back, but found Hua Luzhu still standing outside the door.

"Sister Zhu, why are you still here? Ziyun is much better now. He took the medicine and went to sleep. You can also go and rest. Don't worry." Feng Huan naturally thought that she was worried about Ziyun's condition, so she was reluctant to leave.

"Oh!" Hua Luzhu was a little absent-minded. She answered casually and left in a hurry.

Feng Huan didn't think too much, and went straight back to his practice room, where he sat cross-legged and practiced his skills to adjust his state. After a day and night of extreme flight, he was a little tired.

The next day, Feng Huan once again performed a comprehensive cleansing on Ziyun, and finally completely cleared the dead air in her body. However, the dead air that invaded her body was produced by the body of a person who was really about to die. It was different from the dead air that naturally existed in the void. The latter was just one of the many elements in the void. Like the wind element, it would not harm people. The former represented death and deprived people of their lives. Therefore, after invading, it was more harmful to the human body. So although the dead air was cleared, Ziyun's body was still very weak.

Feng Huan continued to refine some medicinal liquids to regulate her body and meridians, and also used Huajing to warm and nourish her meridians.

After finishing these things, Feng Huan chatted with Ziyun for a while, then returned to the training room, took out the blood crystal that he had taken from the red bat, and began to absorb the blood power inside.

Although the small piece of blood crystal of the red bat is not big, the blood power contained in it is no less than that of Feng Luan. The true energy in it is not much, because of the long-term suppression, it has been almost consumed, but the blood power has not decreased at all.

This time, in the process of taking the Autumn Water Sword, he absorbed a lot of ice power, and Feng Huan's blood power was also improved. The Abyss Tear has also been silently boosting his blood power. His ice power is about minus eighty degrees. Now he is absorbing the blood power from the blood crystal, which makes his blood power grow rapidly again.

The business of the Holy Hand Hall is booming. After two months of development, with the support of the Yin family, it has set up branches in major cities throughout the Shangming Kingdom. The next step is to expand to other empires. The first choice is Kongtong Kingdom where Yelu Hongwu is located. After all, he is more familiar with that place, and he can achieve twice the result with half the effort. This should be regarded as a commercial miracle in Fengmozhou. No commercial force can reach such a scale in such a short time.

The speed at which the Holy Hand Hall was absorbing money was like a vast ocean. However, the rapid development also brought some problems. The first and foremost problem was the personnel problem. Currently, only Dan Miaoman could refine medicines of similar quality to Feng Huan. No matter what their level was, other pharmacists could only serve as assistants and do some basic work.

After Feng Huan returned from the Sea of ​​Death, Dan Miaoman sent him a message saying that she wanted to see him, but she had to clear the death energy for Ziyun, so she never found the time to see her.

Just when Feng Huan was refining the blood crystal, Dan Miaoman stepped into Feng Huan's courtyard. The guards at the door wanted to stop her, but given her status in the Holy Hand Hall, the guards could not stop her at all.

"Mr. Bing, are you free to see me now?" Dan Miaoman asked softly, standing at the door of the training room.

Feng Huan had no choice but to stop practicing his skills, opened the door and walked out. The Dan Miaoman in front of him no longer had the dejected and helpless look of a stray dog ​​when her family was destroyed and she was being hunted. In front of Feng Huan, she took off the Qianhuan mask on her face, and her delicate and beautiful face appeared clearly and seductively in front of Feng Huan.

Looking at this face, Feng Huan couldn't help but recall the beauty of that day. His blood began to boil, like a trapped beast wanting to rush out and wreak havoc.

Feng Huan quickly walked past her, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip of tea to cover up his gaffe.

"Is there something you need from me?" Feng Huan asked casually, putting down the teacup.

"Can't I come to you if there's nothing wrong?" Dan Miaoman turned around again, came in front of Feng Huan, and said coquettishly.

"Ahem, that's not what I meant. I just have a lot of things to do, so I haven't replied to you yet. Please don't be offended." Feng Huan's eyes were erratic, and he didn't dare to look at her all the time. He was worried that he would lose control again, which might be one of the reasons why he didn't agree to see her after receiving the message.

Dan Miaoman seemed to know what he was thinking and didn't want to let him go so easily, so she moved closer to him and stared at him provocatively with her bright black eyes.

"Ever since I came here, I've been working like a slave for the Holy Hand Church. Do you just want to treat me as your cash cow?" Dan Miaoman said in a complaining tone.

"Yes, it is indeed very hard for you to refine these medicines alone. However, I have told Sister Zhu that I will find a way to give you any resources you want, and she will try her best to satisfy any requests you have. Do you have any other requirements? Just tell me." Feng Huan tried to control his surging blood and said slowly.