HLnovel Chapter 1211 Hidden Injury
Chapter 1211 Hidden Injury
Inside the Jinguan Palace, ninety-nine glazed palace lanterns illuminated the main hall of the Jinguan Palace as bright as day. The black bird wind chimes hanging on the eaves rang together at this moment, as if welcoming the return of their master.
Yun Qingyao and Ye Tianming, along with many disciples, walked into the mountain gate under the moonlight.
The remaining deacon elder was already standing at the door to greet them, holding a visiting card half a person's height.
The news that Jinguan Palace had suddenly become the number one sect in Longjiang Province spread like wildfire, and was transmitted back to the sect before the sect master and Ye Shen.
If it weren't for the visiting cards that were sent to the Jinguan Palace one by one, he would hardly have believed the news.
At this moment, seeing the Sect Master and Ye Shen returning, even though he was old, he still quickened his pace.
"Master! Ye Shen, Longjiang Province Xinghai Tower, Tianyu Sect... Nearly 30 sects have sent visiting cards. I don't know what to do with them?"
The little stone in Ye Tianming's body fell into a deep sleep again.
Without the support of the small stone, the injuries in his body resurfaced.
He just wanted to go back to his room to practice and heal his wounds.
Hearing the words of the deacon elder, his face was filled with horror, and with both hands, he pushed Yun Qingyao in front of the deacon elder.
"All sect affairs should be referred to your sect leader."
Having said that, Ye Tianming was about to slip away.
Yun Qingyao seemed to know his temper. She chuckled and waved her hand. The invitations in the sky turned into flying icy butterflies. “Go and reply to them one by one. Invite them to attend the merger meeting of my Jinguang Palace in half a month!”
The Tianyun Sect has been established, so there is no need to call it the Jinguan Palace anymore.
This is a good opportunity to announce it to the world.
She had already informed the deacons and elders about the many sects joining the Jinguan Palace and merging into the Tianyun Sect.
At this moment, the deacon elder's eyes also flashed with a burst of burning and anticipation.
"Yes! I will do it immediately!"
Finally, they were able to hold their heads high!
After sending his men away, Yun Qingyao caught a glimpse of Ye Tianming tiptoeing towards his residence behind the palace, and a faint smile immediately appeared on the corner of her lips.
Spiritual power surged from her fingertips, and instantly a strand of icy silk shot out and wrapped around his belt: "Tianming, where are you going?"
"Ahem, I..." Ye Tianming's face was filled with embarrassment. Just as he was about to make up an excuse, a fishy-sweet taste suddenly surged in his throat.
Before he could cover up, a mouthful of blood splattered on the white jade steps.
The spiritual power in the body, like boiling water, suddenly began to lose control. The meridians that were already damaged suddenly became disordered, and it felt like millions of silver needles were running around in the body.
Yun Qingyao was shocked, the ice silk in her hand broke with a snap, and the smile on her face disappeared.
She flashed and hurriedly supported the staggering Ye Tianming, her beautiful eyes full of fear and worry: "Tianming, what's wrong with you?!"
Ye Tianming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with difficulty and smiled bitterly: "Before Yue Shanhe attacked, a flame force invaded my meridians. I thought I had cleared it out before, but I didn't expect that this flame force was so difficult to deal with, and there was still a trace hidden deep in the meridians..."
Hearing his suddenly weak voice, Yun Qingyao's heart trembled violently and her eyes turned red in an instant.
She quickly injected it into Ye Tianming's body, "I will help you heal your wounds now."
Ye Tianming shook his head: "You can't help me, not to mention that it will be troublesome if someone sees me here. Send me to the sect spirit pond now, I have my own way."
Concern leads to chaos.
After being reminded by Ye Tianming, Yun Qingyao regained some of her sanity. She nodded and said, "I'll take you there now."
As she spoke, the spiritual power in her body surged out and turned into an ice-blue halo that enveloped Ye Tianming and rushed towards the spiritual pool behind the Jinguan Palace.
Blue ripples appeared on the surface of the spirit pond, and Yun Qingyao gently placed Ye Tianming into the pond.
The moment the pool water touched Ye Tianming, white mist suddenly rose up.
It seemed that Ye Tianming at this moment was like a piece of charcoal.
Feeling the rich spiritual energy around him, Ye Tianming sat cross-legged in the pool, forming seals with his hands. As his skills were practicing, the spiritual power in his body devoured the surrounding spiritual energy like a whirlpool and flowed into his meridians.
At the same time, his spiritual power began to explore along the meridians bit by bit like a probe.
I saw that the thing with powerful destructive force in his body was like a tiny silver needle, sometimes hidden and sometimes emitting a cold white light.
A tiny wisp of flame was like a cunning ghost, constantly shuttling through the folds deep within his meridians.
It is silver-white all over, with a hint of chill in the flowing dim light. It looks weak but contains extremely powerful and terrifying destructive power.
Ye Tianming mobilized his spiritual power, and as soon as he touched it, the cold fire suddenly burst out with terrifying heat, instantly destroying the spiritual power.
His meridians felt burning and painful, as if they were pierced by countless ice cones at the same time.
Ye Tianming's forehead was covered with cold sweat and veins bulged.
"I just don't believe that I can't deal with a little thing like you!"
Ye Tianming cursed and once again mobilized all his spiritual power, quickly condensing it into a large spiritual power net and aiming it at the wisp of flame power.
But this strange flame moved around like a living thing, as if it had sensed the danger, and could easily break through his spiritual encirclement every time.
The spiritual power and cold fire collided again and again in Ye Tianming's meridians, making his face even paler.
"Damn it..." Ye Tianming gritted his teeth.
In all his practice, he had never encountered such a difficult little creature.
I don't know where this flame came from.
Unfortunately, the little stone that might have known its origin fell into sleep again.
Even if I wanted to ask, I wouldn't get an answer.
Exhausted, Ye Tianming's soul suddenly couldn't stop.
If this continues, the power of the fire will not be eliminated, but will damage his meridians.
Instead of doing this, it is better to seal this flame temporarily and keep it in the body.
Wait until the other injuries are healed, then find a way to figure out the origin of the fire and then eliminate it.
Thinking of this, Ye Tianming took a deep breath.
The spiritual power within Dantian surged wildly again.
After a while, layer upon layer of spiritual power, under his control, built up layers of barriers in the meridians.
Spiritual energy gathered towards the power of fire like chains.
The power of fire seemed to sense the danger and fled little by little, finally stopping at the wrist.
"It's now!"
Ye Tianming shouted coldly, and the surging spiritual power chains covered him layer by layer.
The power of this flame is not great.
Although there is no way to remove it, it is not difficult to seal it.
Sensing the crisis, the power of fire suddenly burst out with a cold white light, and seemed to let out an unwilling scream. The scorching breath kept spreading around, as if trying to burn a hole in Ye Tianming's spiritual power chain seal.
Ye Tianming's body trembled slightly, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, but his fingertips did not stop making seals for a moment.
Finally, the last spiritual seal fell heavily on the violent sealing force.
The power of fire was instantly confined at the wrist, and everything returned to calm.
Ye Tianming collapsed beside the spirit pond, gasping for breath.
A silver-white flame mark appeared on the skin of his wrist, and the faint light was looming.
"This flame power is so powerful, what the hell is it?"
Ye Tianming looked at the mark and murmured softly.