The Villain's Counterattack

"Who are you?" The Clay Buddha's voice trembled a little.

While Bu Jingyun was out looking for water, he immobilized Qin Shuang, knocked Kong Ci unconscious, and abducted Nie Feng. This move had no ill intentions, but was rather an attempt to save Nie Feng. He had already prepared to lose half of his power and blood, but he never expected to find a bottle of Fire Monkey Blood in Nie Feng's arms.

This was the blood he gave to Nie Feng, asking him to use it to save Kong Ci. He had originally thought that he had used it up. After all, he had confirmed that the poison in Kong Ci had been cured before he knocked her unconscious. He never expected that the fire monkey blood had not been consumed, which surprised him a little.

But this is just right. It can be used to detoxify Nie Feng, saving half of his own blood and not having to consume his own power to prolong his life. The pure blood of the fire monkey is not comparable to the blood of the clay Buddha that has been partially digested by himself.

Afterwards, he asked Nie Feng about the fire monkey blood, and the answer he got surprised him even more. An unknown old man detoxified Kong Ci, and he used something other than the Tongxin Gu. This made him even more curious. You know, he had Tianku and knew everything in the world, so he knew all the detoxification methods, and the fire monkey blood was the easiest to get.

However, this did not affect what he was going to do next. The Clay Buddha told Nie Feng the secrets of the Sky's Crying, and estimating that the time was almost up, he let Nie Feng leave and go to the Ten Thousand Years Tear Spring to help Bu Jingyun.

They were right under the Ten Thousand Years of Tears Spring, so it didn't take much time to get there. Nie Feng arrived just as expected and cast his spell on Youxin.

Wudao Kuangtian’s backup plan is not just Youxin. Kong Ci has once again become a hostage and a weakness for the enemy to threaten Fengyun.

Although the Clay Buddha was buried under the Ten Thousand Years of Tears Fountain, he really didn't dare to show up. He was afraid of Wudao Kuangtian, and this fear was deep in his bones. Wudao Kuangtian had a handle on him, so he didn't dare to openly resist this big devil, and even didn't dare to say his name.

Just as he was quietly waiting for the result he wanted, a strange old man appeared. He appeared in front of him out of thin air. His lightness and skill shocked him.

Is it fast?

do not know!

The clay Buddha felt like he had just blinked an eye when he saw a figure in front of him. There was no sound or trace of movement.

"A person who has transcended fate." Duan Lang's voice was not loud, but it was like thunder that shook the clay Buddha to death.

He has been searching hard for someone who can transcend fate. He originally thought that this person would be nameless, but unfortunately he is not.

He found Xiongba, but discovered that Xiongba was more obsessed with fate than breaking it, so he set his sights on Bu Jingyun, but no matter what he did, he could not change Bu Jingyun's fate, which made him more desperate.

At this moment, a man suddenly appeared in front of him and told him that he was the one who transcended fate. How could he not be shocked?

"Could you please turn around and see me?" Although it was just a back view and a false voice, and it was a disguised back view, the Clay Buddha still saw a lot of things. He was already a master of arithmetic before he obtained the Sky Cry, and after obtaining the Sky Cry magical power, he became even more sharp and unfathomable.

From this back and voice, the clay Buddha vaguely felt something, but still did not dare to jump to conclusions.

"A rotten skin, a fake face, so what if I see you?" Duan Lang said indifferently: "Why don't you tell me about the poison in your body? I am more interested in that."

As he spoke, a small jade bottle flew out and landed in the hands of the clay Buddha. He took a quick look and saw that it was half a bottle of blood with a small blood-colored centipede soaked in it.

"This thing is both a great good and a great evil, beneficial and harmful to me. After your treatment, it is most suitable for my current illness. The Clay Buddha thanks you!" The Clay Buddha's eyes were so sharp that he immediately realized the extraordinary nature of this thing, and his body instinctively sent out a desire.

He didn't care whether it was poisonous or not, he just drank it all in one gulp, swallowing the bloody centipede inside. The cold blood turned into a heat wave as soon as it entered his stomach. The heat wave was as hot as a furnace iron, and instantly clashed fiercely with the poison in the clay Buddha's body.

A big hand landed on the shoulder, and a gentle voice sounded in the ears of the Clay Buddha: "Close your eyes and concentrate, and leave the rest to me." Although the voice was gentle, it carried a hint of irresistible majesty, which made the Clay Buddha immediately close his eyes and concentrate on circulating all the true energy in his body to protect himself from being destroyed.

Duan Lang immediately put himself and the Clay Buddha into the storage space. The poison on the Clay Buddha was a natural poison, which was a punishment from this world to him. As long as the world still existed, the natural poison would not be destroyed.

The blood he took out was made from heavenly medicine, blended with many precious medicinal materials to form a tonic soup. Its effect was equally powerful, but it also had drawbacks that were not tolerated by the laws of nature.

Using Heavenly Medicine to counter Heavenly Poison would likely result in both sides being equally matched, destined for mutual destruction. However, one side was unacceptable to the world, while the other was despised by it. If used in a world of wind and cloud, the Heavenly Medicine would likely be depleted, the Heavenly Poison resurfacing, or even undergo a qualitative change, compounding the poison.

Therefore, if one wants to save the Clay Buddha, the first thing is to avoid the Heavenly Dao. This is almost impossible for the natives of the Fengyun family, but is Duan Lang a pure native of the Fengyun world?

No!

After the Fengyun family absorbed so many high-end forces, the storage space after multiple expansions was no longer a simple storage space. The space of thirty feet in radius was enough to do many things. The most basic function was no longer storage, but isolation between the inside and the outside.

This place is absolutely safe for Duan Lang. Not to mention the enemies, even the Heavenly Dao of the Fengyun World cannot control it. This is his ultimate trump card that gives him the confidence to cure the Clay Buddha.

His hands fell on the shoulders of the clay Buddha, one on the left and one on the right. With one hand, he input the true energy of longevity mixed with the power of the heavenly medicine to attack the city and kill Tiandu, while with the other hand, he activated the Xiaoyao Yufeng Beiming suction to draw Tiandu out of the clay Buddha's body.

Of course, it is not really attracted into one's body, but dispersed into the storage space and introduced into the Book of Dreams. The Heavenly Poison is also a manifestation of the power of heaven. It is of great help to the storage space and the Book of Dreams. It is directly decomposed into the power of heaven and the essence of poison.

The Clay Buddha closed his eyes and carefully felt the changes in his body. He "saw" the help of the Heavenly Medicine to him, and "saw" the Heavenly Poison retreating step by step, and the last bit was absorbed by the person behind the scenes.

His own skills were also sucked away, but the Clay Buddha clearly felt that his skills were not only not lost or weakened, but were rapidly improved with the effect of the heavenly medicine.

Not only his skills, but his body has also been adjusted, or even transformed. He seems to be slowly evolving and becoming more and more perfect.

"What is this thing?" The clay Buddha couldn't help but ask, but he couldn't open his eyes no matter what.

"Heavenly medicine!" Duan Lang said calmly, "It is something that cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth. It is a heavenly medicine!"

"Heavenly medicine, something that heaven and earth cannot tolerate, a heavenly medicine?" The clay Buddha felt it carefully and finally couldn't help but exclaimed in admiration: "This thing is extraordinary, no wonder it is not tolerated by heaven and earth, but..."

Since it is not tolerated by heaven and earth, why does it still exist between heaven and earth? And how can it act on itself and expel the poison sent by heaven?

The clay Buddha did not ask any further questions. It was enough for him to know that this thing could really cure his poison.