Ling Yanxue's "strange disease" made her isolated from the world in the Ling Mansion since she was a child, and even when she grew so big, she didn't know what it was like to be in close contact with people!

In the past ten years, she has rarely left Ling Mansion, and every time she leaves Ling Mansion, it is to see a doctor!

Although her "strange disease" is not painful or itchy, but it makes people frightened and scared, at this time, listening to Chenfeng say this, Ling Yanxue is of course a little curious.

"Although you are an immortal master, if you want to solve my problem, you should also pay a lot of price!"

Ling Yanxue is very smart, Chenfeng said before that if other immortal cultivators came here, they might not be able to solve her problem, but he could, which showed that her "strange disease" was very tricky.

Morrowind smiled: "For me, the price and the opportunity coexist!"

Ling Yanxue nodded, "Then you can take what you want!"

Chenfeng appreciated Ling Yanxue's intelligence more and more, and secretly said in his heart: "Such a woman is extraordinary, if she can live for a hundred years, it will be a pity!"

But Chenfeng didn't plan to accept apprentices, let alone demonize Ling Yanxue, he stood up, walked in front of Ling Yanxue, stretched out his hand and pressed it on her heavenly spirit, and began to pull away the erotic line in Ling Yanxue's body!

Soon, a very thin line of lust appeared in Chenfeng's palm, and looking at Ling Yanxue again, her expression still did not change.

Not only that, but Morrowind also found that the sadness emanating from Ling Yanxue's body was even stronger, "What's going on?"

Morrowind didn't continue to move, he carefully looked at the lust thread in his hand, "This is indeed the lust thread that has been extracted from her body, but why does the power of grief not decrease but increase?"

At this time, the shadow spoke: "There are many erotic lines in this girl's body, if you want to completely help her get rid of it, then you need to accept all the erotic lines in her body!"

"How?" Morrowind didn't talk nonsense and asked directly.

"Use your blood to write the symbol text of the word 'sorrow' in "Ruthless Sword Duel" on her forehead, and then write the symbol text of the word 'citation' in the palm of your hand, and finally, it depends on whether you can withstand the powerful power of grief,"

"If you can't withstand the impact of the power of grief, then your self-will will will be lost in endless sorrow, and your person will become an idiot!"

Chenfeng looked at Ling Yanxue, his gaze firm, "If I can withstand the powerful power of grief in her body, then the cultivation of Ruthless Sword Fight will not be a difficult task." ”

Chenfeng took a deep breath and began to write a "sad" symbol on Ling Yanxue's snow-white forehead with his blood, and a "citation" symbol on the palm of his own hand.

In the end, Chenfeng put his palm on Ling Yanxue's forehead, running the exercises, and the spiritual power of the whole body was surging!

The word "sad" on Ling Yanxue's forehead and the word "citation" on the palm of Chenfeng's hand exuded a dazzling light at the same time.

The next moment, Chenfeng saw countless lines of lust surging towards his palm, and then followed the meridians of his arm, not entering his dantian, but thinking about his sea of consciousness.

"Boom!"

Chenfeng only felt that in the sea of consciousness, a powerful force of sadness surged towards his sea of knowledge, making his entire sea of consciousness a shock!

Chenfeng only felt that the sky was spinning, and his mind was dizzy for a while, he gritted his teeth and tried his best to block the sea of knowledge, not to let the power of grief erode him!

At the same time, he quickly ran the exercises, constantly pulling and eroding the erotic line of Zhihai, sinking towards his dantian.

However, there were too many erotic lines in Ling Yanxue's body, even if Chenfeng tried to block Zhihai, as more and more erotic lines poured in, gradually, Chenfeng could no longer completely block his Zhihai.

A powerful force of grief finally invaded the sea of Morrowind, and Morrowind began to emit a powerful aura of sadness.

But Chenfeng was still standing, motionless, his palm was on Ling Yanxue's forehead, and he never took it back!

Master Ling and Mrs. Ling were waiting anxiously, and three hours passed quickly.

"Master, it's been three hours, why haven't the Immortal Master and Yanxue come out yet!" Madam Ling was a little worried, and wanted to get closer to the door to take a look, but she was afraid of disturbing the morning breeze.

Old Master Ling comforted: "Madam, don't worry! The Immortal Master will definitely be able to cure Yanxue." ”

Another two hours passed, and by this time the sky had gradually darkened, and suddenly the door of the hall opened, and a figure flew out, and then the door of the hall was immediately closed.

This figure was Ling Yanxue, after she landed safely, Master Ling and Mrs. Ling hurriedly stepped forward, "Yanxue, are you okay?"

Ling Yanxue looked at her parents and nodded, "I'm fine! It's just that the situation of the immortal master is very bad! ”

Master Ling nodded, and suddenly, he found that he was close to his daughter, and he didn't have the sad feeling he had before.

Master Ling was pleasantly surprised: "Yanxue, your 'strange disease' is cured?"

At this time, Mrs. Ling also reacted, "Yanxue, your illness has really been cured, this is really good!"

Mrs. Ling hugged Ling Yanxue, and then burst into tears, she was so happy, after more than ten years, she was finally able to hug her daughter.

Master Ling stood aside, also in tears, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to the hall with the door closed, and his heart was full of gratitude!

In the Iron City City Lord's Mansion, Bai Yu knelt in front of the Chixia Daoist, "Master, the disciple had already arranged everything, but in the middle of the road, a loose cultivator of the Yudan stage was killed, and the entire plan was destroyed. ”

"Not only that!!

Chixia Daoist sat cross-legged on a futon, quietly listening to Bai Yu's story, and after a long time, he slowly spoke.

"Bai Yu, are you sure that the other party is just a loose cultivator in the Dan Formation Period, and he has already set his sights on Ling Yanxue?"

"Yes! The disciple saw it with his own eyes! If the disciple hadn't been far away enough, I was afraid that the other party would not let the disciple go!"

Of course, what Bai Yu said is half-truths and half-truths, and the main purpose is just to sow discord and let the Chixia Dao people face the morning wind.

Chixia Daoren frowned, "Then do you know where the other party is now?"

When Bai Yu heard this, his heart was settled, "The other party is a Jiedan monk, and the disciple doesn't dare to follow rashly, so he sent a few mortal martial artists to guard near the Ling Mansion!"

"At noon today, someone reported that he saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy enter the Ling Mansion!"

The Chixia Daoist nodded, "In that case, you should go to the Ling Mansion with me now! This Daoist wants to see what the other party is from, and what kind of courage does he have not to take the Absolute Dust Gate in his eyes!"