What should come will always come, just on this basis, Gong Yichen looked at the sweaty old monk and shook his head slightly, everything is too impatient, in this way, the effect achieved will also become counterproductive.

Cultivation is the same as doing things, no matter what, it must be cyclical and gradual, especially under this kind of bottleneck, it requires many aspects of attention, and if you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss.

These are not jokes, but looking at the old monk's current appearance, it is not as exaggerated as the little monk said, it is not yet time to go mad, and now it is only now, if you really go mad, at this time the body has begun to change.

"Master Gong, save my master, he is so uncomfortable now. Tears unconsciously flowed from the little monk's eyes.

Since he was a child, he was almost brought up by his master, and more of them were mixed with family affection, which could not be erased at all, but how could he stand this appearance now.

The master's face was flushed, sweat was like a waterfall, and his body exuded a trace of white gas, and his cultivation was still unclear, he didn't know what was going on with the master now, but he just felt that it was terrifying to look at this appearance.

"Don't worry, it's not my turn to make a move at this time, everything depends on your master's creation. Gong Yichen's eyes shone brightly, no matter what, it is not a good thing to make a move now.

Although he didn't have any problem making a move now, and it was only a matter of convenience to use his method to suppress it, what was the purpose of the old monk coming to his medical hall today? Isn't it to break through the existing strength, the cultivation is in line with Zhou Tian, and the old monk is also living his own tribulation at this moment.

Everything can only rely on himself, any other help is in vain, the key lies in the old monk himself, if he can get by, the future development can be said to be very good, but if he can't get by, talking about demons are useless.

Shooting can only suppress him and let him return to normal, but if you want to improve your strength, it will be very difficult, and all this will cause him demons, and it can be said that it is difficult to get up in the future.

Where did the little monk understand this, he is now fully focused on the master's body, how can this kind of appearance allow him to relax his mind, but if something happens, everything will be useless.

"Ahh

Suddenly, the old monk's mouth let out a roar, the surface of the skin began to bleed continuously, and the breath became violent and chaotic.

"Master!"

The little monk couldn't hold back any longer, and immediately wanted to rush forward, facing this situation, he continued to sit next to him, how could this be possible.

"I'm sorry. Gong Yichen said lightly, stretched out his hand, and the momentum of a balance directly controlled the little monk, making it difficult for him to move an inch.

At this time, there can be no mistakes, he can understand the mood of the little monk, but at this time he is not willful, he wants to help, if anything happens to his master at this time, the little monk will live in the shadows for the rest of his life.

"If you want your master to have nothing to do, just stay here honestly, rest assured, with me, your master won't have anything. This is Gong Yichen's assurance to him, no matter what, since it is a promise, this point will definitely not be wrong.

But in this case, how could the little monk not be nervous, he was just a child, he didn't understand anything, and all he could face now was watching.

The aura leaked out, gushing out frantically, and all these changes caused the old monk's physical condition to become very poor.

Fortunately, he has his own spirit gathering array, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable, and his situation like this coupled with the inability to recover his spiritual power will only have one result in the end, that is, the spiritual energy gathering will collapse, and his life will be in danger at any time.

Hey, what should I do, call someone to do it to the end, since they have already agreed, then help.

The hand took off, and several golden needles pierced the old monk's body, and the surrounding violent aura slowly returned to normal at this moment, this situation was not simply to help him suppress, but to adjust the surrounding aura fluctuations to the best state, so that the old monk's life could also be consolidated.

After the aura of heaven and earth became normal, the old monk's hideous expression gradually normalized, and the aura on his body stabilized.

All the creation depends on himself, his own aura has helped him solve everything, and there is no big difference in the rest, the only thing is to use his ability to detail to improve the level of the realm.

For Gong Yichen, it doesn't seem to have much feeling to cross the grandmaster, but counting so much from the outside, it seems that the grandmaster realm is a dividing point for martial artists, including cultivators, and maybe some people are stuck at this level for a lifetime, and they can't cross it until they finally can't cross it.

The Grandmaster Realm has become a yearning, this is the goal of everyone, but it is a pity that this threshold has stopped countless people.

With Gong Yichen's help, the old monk seems to be able to calm down and continue to start impacting, and with less aura chaos, he can now concentrate on impacting the realm breakthrough.

The turbulent sea of life is turbulent, the old monk's mind is suspended in the air, the critical point seems to be very simple, as long as the internal strength penetrates the whole body, builds a rainbow bridge with the sea of life, and crosses the aura of heaven and earth, you can officially break through to the realm of the grandmaster when you reach these.

However, the communication of the sea of life, the old monk has tried several times, but there is still no result, the aura of heaven and earth seems to be unable to form communication, and the internal strength is ready.

Once...... Twice......

The turbulent waves of the sea of life could not be connected with the upper layer, and every time it was urged, it would have to be used with a large amount of aura, and the old monk only felt that he was on the verge of collapse, and if he continued like this, he would only be drained.

Although Master Gong's Spirit Gathering Array has reached a very good condensation point, he has to rely entirely on himself for such a thing as substituting his body, which no one can help.

Could it be that you made a mistake somewhere?

The old monk who thought of this kept reflecting, just a little bit, but because he couldn't build it because of this, the problem definitely appeared on himself.

Outside.

The old monk's breath became more and more empty, until the whole person seemed to return to its original nature and reached an ethereal state.

The little monk looked at this nervously, the master's breath had completely disappeared, could something happen, otherwise how could the breath gradually disappear.

Gong Yichen also noticed this, but he was not very clear about this kind of situation.