He had originally planned to go to Shennong Mountain. Now he not only had a legitimate excuse, but he could also get the five-color soil he wanted. Why not?

"It's so refreshing!"

Tang Zhen nodded, very satisfied with Liang Yan's answer.

Without hesitation, he used his remaining spiritual power to form a seal with his right hand, and then pressed it on the white vial.

Spiritual energy swarmed out and circulated on the bottle in a special trajectory. After a few breaths, a mark appeared on the bottle. Under Tang Zhen's secret method, it gradually faded and eventually turned into nothingness.

"It's done! I have unlocked the seal of the vial!"

As Tang Zhen spoke, he put the small white jade bottle into Liang Yan's hand. At the same time, he took out a token from his storage ring and put it into Liang Yan's hand.

"This is my disciple's token in Shennong Mountain. It can prove your identity. I have just used Shennong Mountain's unique technique to engrave what happened here into the token. As long as you give it to my master,

, he will know everything that happens here."

Tang Zhen's tone became more and more urgent, because he knew that he didn't have much time, so he could only use the last moment to explain everything clearly.

"Liang understands."

Liang Yan nodded solemnly, and at the same time stretched out a palm and pressed it on Tang Zhen's head.

"Brother Tang, you are tired. Leave the rest to me... Now take a nap. When you wake up, we will already be at Shennong Mountain."

"Are you going to..." Tang Zhen had a look of confusion on his face.

Soon, he felt that his consciousness was getting weaker and weaker, and he felt light and airy from head to toe.

In a daze, Tang Zhen felt as if he was flying up. When he looked down, he saw that his body was lying on the ground, but his consciousness had broken away from his body.

"What I am..."

Before Tang Zhen could figure it out, his vision went dark, the world around him was spinning, and he finally lost consciousness completely...

In the cave, Tang Zhen fell to the ground.

Behind him, Liang Yan used magic techniques to pull out the remaining bit of Tang Zhen's true spirit from his Tianling Cap.

At the same time, Liang Yan took out a dark jar from the storage ring, tore open the seal, and put the last bit of Tang Zhen's true spirit into it.

This black jar is exactly the soul-nurturing jar where he once held the red crow!

Tang Zhen has been deeply poisoned, and the toxin has entangled with the essence and blood. With Liang Yan's current state, there is absolutely no way to save him. In just a moment and a half, Tang Zhen will be dead, and not even the Great Luo Immortal can save him.

In order to save Tang Zhen's life, the only thing Liang Yan could do was to extract a ray of his true soul and store it in his own soul-nurturing altar.

This person's physical body is definitely hopeless, but as long as this ray of true spirit exists, he can still survive.

There is a possibility of resurrection.

The premise is that he can return to his peak cultivation level, and the people in Shennong Mountain are willing to pay the price to save him.

No matter what, Liang Yan has done his best to benevolent and righteous.

After preserving Tang Zhen's true spirit, Liang Yan's face became paler, he coughed a few times, and his breath was somewhat disordered.

"How are you?" Lao Jin noticed his weakness and asked with a frown.

"Fortunately, I used a little spiritual power just now and almost caused the poison to spread. Fortunately, the essence of the 'Immortal Dragon' was suffocating..."

Liang Yan took a deep breath and gradually calmed down.

Although the "Celestial Dragon Immortal Body" can be reborn by dripping blood, the meridians in his body have been sealed by the evil spirit of reincarnation. If he dies at this time, it is not certain whether he can be reborn. Even if he can be resurrected, his injuries will definitely be aggravated, and he will end up with a very serious end.

awful.

So Liang Yan was very careful along the way, trying not to conflict with anyone, but he didn't expect that in order to compete for the Five Colored Soil, he would end up falling out with the Ye Ming Cult people.

What was even more unexpected was that the Ye Ming Sect was so powerful that among this small tribe, there would actually be monks from the late Tongxuan period taking charge.

But, so far, it's been worth it!

Liang Yan held up the small white jade bottle in his hand and narrowed his eyes.

The next moment, he raised his hand to type a spell and searched for a moment in the vial.

With a flash of rays of light, a pile of magical soil glowing with five colors of rays of light was taken out of the vial by Liang Yan.

"Five-colored soil!"
Chapter completed!