Chapter 353: Pure Yang is the Strongest

Zhou Fengming bowed and said, "I am sorry to bother you by coming here intrusively, but Junior Brother Wei Jinnan is seriously injured and has been cursed by the devil, so his body cannot heal itself.

We all know that you are an unrivalled doctor and elixir master, so we come here to seek your help, hoping that you can lend a hand."

They were divided into teams of four or five people. He was already at the Divine Infant realm. However, as the team leader, he was powerless to heal the injuries of the team members and was anxious.

Facing Wang Xuan, the Taoist disciple and the legendary king of earthly immortals, even though he was a divine infant cultivator, he still looked awed.

Wei Jinnan's injuries were not light. The key point was that he was entangled in a curse. His flesh and blood were full of demonic energy, which was devouring his vitality. Not to mention healing himself, it was even a question whether he could resist.

Asking for help from Wang Xuan is a good choice. After all, true immortals are like mysterious dragons that are hard to find. It is better to ask for help from peers than from elders. If you owe favors to others, it is your own business.

Wang Xuan glanced at Wei Jinnan. The man's injuries were not serious and he could easily deal with them. However, the curse cast by a demon with his life essence before his death was not easy to remove.

"This kind of curse requires vitality to break. Senior Brother Wei Jinnan is already injured and does not have enough vitality. I am afraid that he is in great danger."

After Wang Xuan finished speaking, a man who looked 70% similar to Wei Jinnan came out, bowed deeply, and said, "Please spend some time on this, Taoist."

He was the injured man's younger brother, Wei Beichao. They were powerless to treat his brother's injuries, as they were seriously injured and required long-term treatment, so their team went straight back to Xianwu Mountain.

Wang Xuan nodded and said, "It's not that it can't be cured. It just so happens that I have refined a merit item that can restrain the curse cast by the devil."

He stretched out his hand and the golden sun of merit on the top of the mountain flew down, hovering in the air, emitting light.

The curse on Wei Jinnan's flesh and blood was illuminated by the light of merit, and immediately began to sizzle and was constantly being melted away.

When Zhou Fengming and others saw it, they were really curious about what this thing was. The upright and bright yang aura and the power of merit that could drive away darkness seemed similar to the halo of merit.

But the halo of merit is far inferior to it.

"Such a huge power of merit shocks the world." Zhou Fengming, Wei Beichao and others were extremely envious.

Daozi, worthy of being Daozi, actually possesses such a treasure.

Wang Xuan said: "Let him hold this golden sun of merit, I think he will be able to wake up in half a day."

All things are interdependent and mutually exclusive. This Meritorious Jin Yang can just solve Wei Jinnan's problem. He is lucky and came at the right time. Otherwise, the busy Wang Xuan would probably ask them to find a real immortal to solve the problem directly.

"Thank you, Daozi!" Wei Beichao hurriedly placed his brother on the Golden Sun of Merit and roasted him like a salted fish. All he could hear was a constant sizzling sound, and the demonic curse was constantly being expelled.

Their divine senses could see that the flesh and blood were entangled with tiny demons, which had previously been biting and gnawing at the flesh and blood to absorb its vitality, but now they were fleeing in all directions. With nowhere to escape, they could only melt away in wailing.

Wei Jinnan managed to save half of his life, but he owed Wang Xuan a great favor. They kept it in mind and presented him with an invitation.

"There is an auction on Moon Star. Many immortals are attending, and dozens of true immortals are also present. I think it is worth seeing.

All our gains from the Hell Realm have been entrusted to the auction house and cannot be cancelled for the time being.

If Daozi is willing, you can go and have a look. All the items we have auctioned are given to Daozi. Otherwise, I would feel ashamed to receive such a great favor for nothing."

Wei Jinnan regained consciousness. He could feel that control over his body was recovering rapidly. As long as the curse was removed, the injury would not be a problem.

Wang Xuan accepted the invitation with peace of mind. He was willing to give these fellow brothers a chance to repay their kindness. Otherwise, Zhou Fengming, Wei Jinnan and others would not be able to repay what they owed him, and he would always feel uneasy, which would be detrimental to his practice.

Sometimes you accept gifts from others, both of you benefit, it is the best of both worlds. Always doing favors to others, but not letting them return the favor, is a deliberate harm, because it will make others feel uneasy, this approach seems a bit selfish.

It is good to do favors without expecting anything in return, but you cannot prevent others from repaying the favor.

"Take good care of your injuries." Wang Xuan said calmly.

……

Far away in the Slavic Mountains of Europe, the bear king was roaring, his blood boiling and exuding a powerful aura.

As the current strongest in Pure Yang, his combat power can contend with that of a peak Divine Infant cultivator. He is unrivaled in the Pure Yang realm.

He always believed that he was the strongest and there was no Pure Yang cultivator who could compare with him.

So when Wang Xuan sent him the challenge, he refused without a second thought. But today, he sensed that the luck brought by the strongest in Chunyang was stirring and trying to fly away.

This made him extremely angry, because this was a negation of the word "strongest", indicating that a Pure Yang cultivator had appeared in the world who could rival him or even surpass him, and this was without the blessing of the strongest luck.

If he didn't have this luck, he would not be that man's opponent at all.

This conclusion really made him feel humiliated.

"No, I am the strongest! No one is stronger than me!" The bear king suppressed his luck, his heart burning with anger.

Wang Xuan, who was in the East, took a bath and had a comfortable dinner. He remembered that the Federal University seemed to be on holiday.

I don't know when the Shuishui sisters will come back, so I can pick them up at the auction. And my apprentice should also go back to Southeast Asia to spend the New Year with his father.

After a good rest, Wang Xuan began to practice again. He had comprehended a lot of the part of the Heart Demon Sutra that corresponded to the Heavenly Immortal Chapter, which was just right for his practice.

"Shi Ling." He called out, and his personal information appeared immediately.

Name: Wang Xuan

Age: twenty-six
Height: 1.9 meters
Realm: Pure Yang Peak

Skills: The first level limit of the Heavenly Immortal Chapter of the True Canon of Creation, the first level limit of the Heavenly Immortal Chapter of the Hunyuan Martial Canon, the first level limit of the Heavenly Immortal Chapter of the Divine Elephant Golden Bell Cover, the third level limit of the Heart and Soul Magic Sutra, the entry level of Nine Breaths to Subdue Qi, the instantaneous mastery of the flower blossoming, the fourth level of the Yuanling Sword Embryo, the limit of the Yuanshen Sword, the Eight Desolate Locking God Formation (limit)...

Origin: 18 million
After absorbing a large amount of power from incense and faith, plus the remaining heavenly treasures accumulated in the warehouse, even though he consumed 800,000 source power points to condense the Golden Sun of Merit, Wang Xuan still had 18 million source power points.

"You have entered the fourth level of the God and Demon Realm of the Heart-Qi Demon Sutra (can be accelerated), do you want to accelerate?" Shi Ling reminded.

Wang Xuan nodded: "Speed ​​up to the peak of minor success."

The peak of minor success is only a step away from breaking through to the major success realm, and major success is almost beyond the scope of a Pure Yang cultivator.

Five hundred thousand points of source power were consumed rapidly, the Tower of Time and Space turned with a slight tremor, the power of time enveloped Wang Xuan, and his practice of the Mind Demon Sutra accelerated rapidly.

Almost in an instant, the 500,000 source power points were consumed, and the Heart Demon Sutra had already broken through.

At this moment, an illusory world condensed in Wang Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness, with eighteen layers above and eighteen layers below, called the God and Demon Realm.

Although it is a small space, it cannot carry matter, and the internal space can only accommodate souls.

According to the Heart Demon Sutra, the eighteen levels below the God and Demon Realm can be used to imprison evil creatures, who undergo severe punishments to wear away their will and memory. This is a great punishment.

The eighteenth level is heaven, where spirits can enjoy bliss. Of course, their memory and will will be worn out in the endless happiness. This makes them sink into endless happiness, wrapped in excessive emotions and desires, and eventually lose themselves. In fact, this is another kind of punishment. For example, a man is very interested in mating once every two days, but if it is changed to five times a day, he will probably vomit and feel bored with this kind of happiness. As the saying goes, too much is as bad as too little.

The created imaginary world, the imaginary heaven and hell, can actually imprison spirits. Through two extreme methods, they can remove impurities from the soul and ultimately obtain pure soul power.

The fourth level of the Heart Demonic Sutra can obtain pure soul energy and strengthen one's own spirit. Its power can be imagined.

When Wang Xuan's mind was practicing the fourth level, he personally built heaven and hell. It can be said that this virtual world was completely condensed from his spiritual power, mind, and will.

He also walked through heaven and hell calmly to strengthen his mind.

Therefore, after practicing, his spiritual power and mental cultivation had another breakthrough, and his overall combat power was improved, surpassing the original limit.

This modest improvement was the last straw that broke the camel's back. Chunyang's strongest luck burst out, breaking through all restraints and heading towards the strongest person in the Chunyang realm today.

The purple air was like a stream of light, crossing hundreds of thousands of miles from the Slav Mountains, flying over the Xianwu Mountains, and finally pouring onto Wang Xuan's head.

Feeling the blessing of Chunyang's strongest luck, his own bones slowly improved, and a smile appeared on Wang Xuan's lips.

"So what if we don't fight? You'll still lose if you don't fight back!"

I guess the bear king must have a very interesting look on his face right now, right?

(End of this chapter)