Shenwu Yutianlei

The call of "Yun'er" brought Shen Yun back to his senses.

"Father," Shen Yun responded, "Father, aren't you busy today?"

"Well, now that several cousins ​​of your generation have begun to learn to take over family affairs, I can also relax and concentrate on cultivation."

Shen Yun could clearly sense that after Shen Batian said this, he did not feel excited about being relieved of his responsibilities and being able to concentrate on his cultivation. Instead, he seemed to be in a heavy mood.

"Father, are my uncles taking advantage of the opportunity to seize power?" Although Shen Yun's cultivation had been declining, his brain had not regressed. On the contrary, because he was eager to find a way to get rid of the poison in his body, he did not dare to say that he was extremely talented in the past two years, but he had read countless papers. Although he did not find a solution in the end, at least he had broadened his horizons.

Shen Batian opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't say anything. The Shen family is a big family in Liucheng. There are many factions within the family. Fighting for various resources is commonplace. These unspoken rules have been imprinted in the minds of every member of the Shen family since they were sensible. In fact, Shen Batian was unwilling to give up the power in his hands. Power means a lot of resources. Only with more resources can he have the opportunity to glimpse the charm of the Jindan realm. Only with more resources can he find a way to solve the poison in Shen Yun's body. It is precisely for this reason that he, a master of the middle stage of foundation building, did not stay in the family to practice with peace of mind, but instead ran around to earn resources. Although he wanted to comfort Shen Yun at this time, he didn't know how to start. The fact is just as Shen Yun said. If Shen Yun is still the genius he used to be, looking at the entire Shen family, who dares to do anything to him, Shen Batian? Not only no one dared to do so, some people would even take the initiative to deliver various resources to his door and beg him to accept them. But now, after this incident, Shen Yun's cultivation has been regressing. Shen Batian has only Shen Yun as his only son, and there is no successor, but he monopolizes a large amount of resources, which will naturally make others jealous.

"Father, I'm fine." Shen Yun smiled.

"Yeah, you don't have to worry too much. Your father will definitely find a way to get rid of the poison in your body." Shen Batian chatted with Shen Yun for a while, left a bottle of detoxification pill, and then went back to work.

Shen Yun looked at the second-grade inferior detoxification pill in his hand. Once the pill is of a certain grade, it is not cheap. Fortunately, with Shen Batian's current strength, he can still afford a bottle of second-grade detoxification pill every month. But unfortunately, this detoxification pill is only a second-grade inferior one. If there is a third-grade inferior detoxification pill, then the trace of poison in the dantian can be eliminated in a moment. But third-grade pills are so rare that even the Liu family, which started with pills, can't find a third-grade pill in the whole Liucheng. The second-grade is already the ceiling of the Liucheng pill world.

Shen Yun took out a detoxification pill and threw it into his mouth. As the power of the detoxification pill spread in his dantian, the poisonous force was relieved to a certain extent and no longer expanded. However, he wanted to further compress the space of the poisonous force, but he always felt that there was not enough stamina. Unwilling to give up, Shen Yun once again activated the "Blue Lotus Sword Art", but it still had no effect.

Shen Yun finished his training and stood up. Forget it, staying at home won't solve the problem, so why not go out for a walk and relax.

The streets of Liucheng were bustling with people coming and going. Various vendors shouted at the top of their voices, and their voices echoed in the streets and alleys.

"Take a look, take a look! A first-class spiritual medicine, containing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, will greatly help you improve your cultivation!" A peddler was selling his wares at a stall. His stall was filled with various first-class spiritual medicines, including emerald green herbs and crystal spiritual fruits, which exuded an enticing aroma.

"Don't miss it if you pass by! First-class spiritual weapons, extremely sharp, can help you slay demons and monsters!" another vendor shouted loudly, showing the spiritual weapons in his hand. These spiritual weapons flashed with cold light, some shaped like flying swords, some like swords and guns, attracting the attention of many cultivators.

"First-level monster meat is delicious and can nourish your vitality and improve your cultivation!" In front of a meat stall, the stall owner waved the monster meat in his hand and loudly solicited business. The monster meat exuded an alluring aroma that made people salivate.

All of this made Shen Yun feel fresh. It is said that the atmosphere of worldly life is most soothing to the hearts of ordinary people. Being in the bustling city, Shen Yun felt relaxed.

Shen Yun spent five spirit stones to buy a string of candied haws made from first-grade low-grade spirit fruit. While eating, he checked the various goods sold on both sides of the road. There were so many things to see that it was hard to take in.

As Shen Yun was looking around and wandering around bored, he suddenly felt a weak lightning force vibrating in his Dantian. Why did Shen Yun know that this was the power of lightning? Because he had been struck by lightning before, and he would never forget the tingling and sour feeling even if he turned into ash. But this lightning force was a little different from when he was struck by lightning, as if one was the power of an adult and the other was the power of a newborn.

Shen Yun sank his mind into his dantian, and saw a faint lightning force flashing next to the place occupied by Yin Du. Although this lightning force was weak, it made the originally arrogant Yin Du dare not get close at all.

But why did this ray of lightning power appear in Shen Yun’s dantian?

Shen Yun didn't figure it out. Since he couldn't figure it out, he decided not to think about it anymore.

At this moment, a ray of lightning power was flashing, and this power seemed to be guiding him in a specific direction.

Following this guidance, Shen Yun's eyes involuntarily fell on a vendor selling monsters on the roadside. With a thought in his mind, he walked towards the vendor. The vendor's owner was an old man at the eighth level of Qi Refining Realm.

Seeing Shen Yun coming, the old man enthusiastically promoted, "Young man, would you like to buy some monster meat to try? These are all genuine first-level monster meat."

"Senior, I wonder how much these monsters are worth?"

"These monsters in the early stage of the first stage cost ten spirit stones each, and as for these monsters in the middle stage of the first stage, they cost fifty spirit stones each."

Shen Yun nodded. It was still within his tolerance. Shen Batian was a good father. Although Shen Yun's cultivation had regressed, Shen Batian had never shortchanged him of any resources. He usually gave him a lot of spirit stones. At this moment, there were a thousand low-grade spirit stones in Shen Yun's storage bag.

After understanding the approximate price, Shen Yun reached out and picked up and put down the corpses of the monsters one by one, testing the reaction of the lightning power in his body.

I picked one up, no response, put it down.

I picked up another one, but there was no response, so I put it down again.

. . . . . .

Just when the old stall owner was getting impatient, the cloud-patterned python in Shen Yun's hand finally reacted to the lightning power in its body, flashing wildly in Shen Yun's dantian. Shen Yun was delighted, because the secret was hidden in this cloud-patterned python.

Shen Yun decisively took out the spirit stone and bought the Cloud Pattern Python monster. This made the old stall owner smile again.

Shen Yun asked a few more questions and found out where the old man hunted these monsters. After getting the answer, he decisively went home.