91. Xuanyang grass

Lake in the clouds at night, heavy rain pouring. A figure stepped on the water, as if walking on the ground, quickly crossed the surface of the lake for hundreds of meters, and stood on the island in the middle of the lake.

I saw that the island in the middle of the lake was silent, and the depths were invisible, as thick as marshmallows, which was prohibitive.

"Slash!"

Chen Feng hugged Lin Churan with one hand, raised it with the other, and pointed it as a sword, and slashed out with a sword.

'Sting!'

A feather-white sword flashed through the night, like a thunderbolt, and slashed at the misty magic circle in front of it. Wherever the sword light went, the mist was split like a tide, revealing a hidden path.

"Slash, slash, slash!"

At this time, Chen Feng had lost all his patience, and he didn't even bother to take out the feng shui compass, relying only on his sword intent to run rampant and domineering all the way.

After slashing twenty swords in a row, he finally tore through the mist array and came to the top of that spiritual field.

Strange to say, the outside world is constantly stormy, and the inside of the maze is clear, like two different worlds.

But Chen Feng didn't have the heart to pay attention to these, he walked quickly to the spiritual field and looked at the Xuanyang grass that was clustered by a hundred flowers and grew in the center.

On the half-human-tall flower stem, three bewitching red flowers bloomed, almost like flames, with magical beauty.

"Chu Ran!"

Glancing at the woman in his arms, Chen Feng gritted his teeth and directly plucked a Xuanyang flower.

He held the Xuanyang Flower in the palm of his hand and ran the True Yuan, and the palm of his hand quickly condensed white energy, and it surrounded him. Under the oppression of countless white energy, the Xuanyang flower gradually evaporated, and finally left only a bewitching red mark, which was completely vaporized energy, which was the Xuanyang flower, the essence of Xuanyang that had bloomed for a hundred years.

According to common sense, spiritual grasses such as Xuanyang flowers need to be refined into pills in order to exert their maximum medicinal effect. But at this time, Chen Feng had no time, because the aura of Lin Churan in his arms was getting weaker and weaker.

As soon as Chen Feng raised his hand, the essence of the Xuanyang Flower in his palm, like a streamer, submerged into Lin Churan's body, and spread out in an instant, turning into boiling Xuanyang Qi, entering Lin Churan's eight veins of the strange meridians, and the hundreds of limbs.

Originally, Lin Churan's cold body gradually became hot.

"It's weird..."

Suddenly perceiving something, Chen Feng frowned slightly:

"With the aura of Xuanyang Grass, even a petal is not something that ordinary people can bear. But Chu Ran, her body didn't have aura, why was she able to absorb all the Xuanyang grass, and there was no reaction?"

If it is an ordinary person, if you take a Xuanyang grass, your body will turn red and purple, but Lin Churan takes the Xuanyang grass, and it doesn't seem to have changed much, but the temperature on the surface of the body has risen a little.

The majestic yang energy of Xuanyang grass seems to sink into the sea, and there is no movement.

Chen Feng was patient, waited for a while, and felt Lin Churan's aura become stronger, and between his eyebrows, a mark faintly appeared, and it disappeared in a flash.

"Isn't it enough?"

Chen Feng frowned, looked at the other two Xuanyang flowers, and was about to reach out to pick them.

Suddenly, a hand flew next to him and slapped him hard.

"You kid don't have to make an inch! Sanyang flowers are planted by Lao Tzu's hard work, just take one for you, and you want to spoil the second one?"

I saw an old man appear out of thin air beside him, pointing at him and angrily.

This old man was dusty, he didn't change his hospital gown, and he still had needles in his hands, obviously just from the hospital.

"Get out of the way!"

Chen Feng burst into tears.

His eyes narrowed, and he pointed at the sword, and a cloud of white qi condensed around him, turning into a three-foot sword shape, and slashing out with a sword!

'Tear pull. ’

The feather-white sword was incomparably blazing, as if it was about to cut through the heavens and the earth. If it was a master of Lu Tianfeng's realm here, there was a risk of falling.

But the old man just smiled coldly, and made a void magic seal with both hands, making a mana ripple.

With a 'boom', the two forces collided and exploded at the same time, turning into boundless waves of qi and plowing through this spiritual field.

The old man took two steps back, patted the dust on his body, and said with a low smile:

"Hey, hey, you little rabbit, it's really not easy. Don't tell me, such an immortal spell was also comprehended by yourself?"

"I want Xuanyang grass!" Chen Feng paused word by word.

"Don't forget our agreement, if you complete three tests, I'll give you three Sanyang Flowers! You only finish one!" The old man clasped his hands on his chest and protected Lingtian in front of him, not backing down at all.

"Besides, in your wife's situation, a three-yang flower is completely enough to stabilize her. Don't be too anxious, within a day, her yang soul will definitely be able to return to its place, although only temporarily!"

Chen Feng took a deep breath and asked, "There are two more things, what are they?"

"Tut-tut, I told you not to worry, you see you don't listen. The old man shook his head, scratched his ears and cheeks, and said, "You make it difficult for me to think about it temporarily, and come up with a problem for you to do." ”

"That's right. He patted his head and said, "During this period, the martial arts world will hold a martial arts gathering to select a recognized martial king. Now that you have become the King of Dan, go and bring back a Martial King. At that time, I'll give you the second Sanyang flower. ”

"Good!"

Chen Feng did not hesitate, and after speaking, he strode away with Lin Churan.

Only the old man was left standing in the distance, looking at this piece of spiritual field distressedly, shaking his head and saying:

"If the jade is not cut, it will not be made, you kid has to be carefully crafted..."

...

Leaving the island in the middle of the lake, Chen Feng took Lin Churan back to the People's Hospital directly, but was surprised to find that the old man returned earlier than him, sitting on the bed and stilting his legs, looking at him proudly.

The two looked at each other and said nothing.

Lin Haishan and his wife are still here, and Lin's mother almost fainted several times, and when she saw Lin Churan return safely, she finally put her mind at ease.

"Mom, you guys go back first, I'll stay here today to take care of Chu Ran. ”

Chen Feng sat in front of the hospital bed and said lightly.

Mother Lin looked haggard and nodded. Lin Haishan coughed twice, and said in a cautious tone: "Xiaofeng, then it's hard for you, call me if you have something." ”

Seeing the two of them leave, Chen Feng sighed and returned to the hospital bed to sit down.

For a long time, he sat quietly, motionless.

Until late at night, Lin Churan, who was lying down, moved his fingers slightly.

Chen Feng immediately opened his eyes.

After a while, Lin Churan's eyelids twitched slightly, and then, he slowly opened them, revealing a trace of brilliance.

It was probably because the yang soul had been asleep for too long, which made her a little dazed and didn't know where she was.

"Wife. ”

Chen Feng called softly and held Lin Churan's hand.

Seeing the voice of the woman in front of her, the hard work and struggle of the past few days seemed to be worth it.

"Chen Feng..."Lin Churan's eyes flickered, and he muttered:

"I had a long dream that I went to another world... I don't have a family or friend, I want to find you, but I can't find you..."

"Wife, I'm here. Chen Feng clasped Lin Churan's hand, feeling the residual warmth of her palm and her slightly trembling body.

"I've always been there for you. ”

After speaking, Chen Feng leaned down and gently kissed Lin Churan on the forehead.

He accompanied Lin Churan for a conversation, and Lin Churan felt tiredness again, and gradually fell asleep again, breathing evenly and slowly, no different from normal people.

Seeing that Lin Churan was temporarily unharmed, Chen Feng also relieved himself and got up to leave.

Half an hour later, Chen Feng stood at the gate of the Qin family's compound, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he saw the mess at the door of the Qin family's mansion, two broken stone lions, and a trace of ten feet in length and width.

He was originally angry in his heart, this Qin family accepted his own benefits, but he couldn't protect Lin Churan, and came to ask about the crime late at night, but only then did he understand that the Qin family was also unable to protect itself.

"Meet Chen Gongzi!"

Seeing Chen Feng, Qin Guangyuan knelt down and bowed down from afar with the support of everyone, his face full of worship and admiration.

He had already learned the news that Chen Feng defeated Lu Tianfeng on the shore of Yunzhong Lake, and forcibly beat this master of the Billboard back to Jiangbei!

This kind of ability, there are few people in the hot summer can compare, or it won't be long before the three words of Chen Gongzi will spread all over the world.

"Are you injured?" Chen Feng looked at Qin Guangyuan, a little surprised.

"Alas, I'm ashamed to say that..."Qin Guangyuan didn't get up, and said with an apologetic face, "I'm not as good as others, I can't even catch Lu Tianfeng's move, and I almost died." ”

"It doesn't matter, the coming day will be long, you may not be Lu Tianfeng's opponent in the future. Chen Feng said lightly.

He raised his sleeves, and two quenching pills flew out and landed in Qin Guangyuan's hand.

"Take it, and your injuries will heal in three days. ”

"Thank you!"

Qin Guangyuan nodded again and again.

At this time, Chen Feng opened his mouth and asked:

"I ask you something. ”

"Chen Gongzi, please speak. Qin Guangyuan's face was solemn.

He is the number one person in the martial arts world, the first person in the south of the Yangtze River, and a martial arts master, although he is not as good as Lu Tianfeng and the like, but he has a deep understanding of the martial arts world, and the news channels are also very reliable.

"I want to be a martial king, what should I do?"

"Martial arts, martial kings..."

Hearing these two words, Qin Guangyuan's face suddenly changed!