The entrance to the stone cave is overgrown with weeds, and dense vegetation and trees stand upright at its mouth, crisscrossing it.

The entrance of the stone cave is not large, two meters high and two meters wide, which can accommodate two or three people to pass through in parallel.

The aura around the stone cave is extremely strong, but the environment is quiet and deep, and it is covered with protective array seals, ordinary people can't enter, it is a good place for retreat and cultivation, and it can even be called the blessed land of the cave.

In fact, this was originally also a retreat place in the Sword Forest, like this place, there are more than a dozen in the Sword Forest, and it was Yan Lin who practiced in retreat here, because the prison finally had a demon, so Yan Lin also took care of the prison part-time by the way.

Originally, it was more than enough to take care of a prison with Yanlin's strength, but who would have thought that the person who could come here was a master like Xia Nianhua.

Yan Lin was in danger when he got out of this hole, he naturally couldn't be Xia Nianhua's opponent, and now he was seriously injured and dying, so he could only lie half-dead in this cultivation hole.

The cave was simply furnished, a thick quilt was spread on top of the straw mat, and in the quilt lay a middle-aged man with his eyes closed and a pale face, and next to the man was a long sword of fiery red, the body of the sword was hidden in the red scabbard, and the hilt of the sword was also red.

What Le Yisheng saw when he came in was such a picture.

Quiet, drowsy, dark.

The whole cave was filled with the smell of death.

Yanlin is afraid that he will not survive.

Yuan Zhennan walked quickly to Yanlin's side and squatted down, grabbing his right hand and holding the pulse.

Yuan Yicheng and Le Yisheng silently stepped forward and stood behind Yuan Zhennan without saying a word, waiting for news.

After a while, Yuan Zhennan put Yanlin's hand back into the quilt, his face was extremely ugly, accompanied by a sense of powerlessness, and the atmosphere was depressing.

The corners of Yuan Zhennan's mouth were bitter and difficult to speak: "I'm afraid Yanlin won't survive tonight......"

Silent.

Yuan Zhennan slammed his fist to the ground.

The big man's eyes were wet and red, and his voice trembled: "Yanlin grew up with me since he was a child, he is my brother, I have a brotherly relationship with him for more than 40 years, and I can only watch my brother die and I can't do anything, it's really damn! Damn!"

He was sad and angry, his eyes were full of tears, his voice was full of anger, full of self-blame, and he stroked the fiery long sword on Yan Lin's side, with some reminiscence.

Yuan Yicheng looked at his father sad at a loss, and he was also annoyed and sad, and he was also uncomfortable about Uncle Yan's imminent death.

There are not many disciples of the Sword Forest, most of them often practice together, they have deep feelings and unity, and the death of any disciple will cause the entire Sword Forest to mourn and weep.

Yuan Zhennan and Yanlin are the same generation, they are of the same age, they grew up together, they are like brothers and sisters, and the deep feelings are even more extraordinary, outsiders can't imagine that Yanlin's death has greatly hit Yuan Zhennan.

Yuan Yicheng was also loved by his elders since he was a child, especially Yanlin was very good to him, every time he was not good at practicing and was educated by Yuan Zhennan stick, Yanlin was the first to stand up and plead for him, Yanlin always told him some gonzo, and brought back a lot of toys from the outside city to eat for him, filling up the childhood memories of Yuan Yicheng.

Yuan Yicheng also shed hot tears when he thought of Uncle Yan's kindness to him.

Le Yisheng sighed, with a rare gentle pat on his face, Yuan Yicheng, who couldn't cry, said in a deep voice: "Brother Cheng, you are almost an adult, you are the only personal disciple in this area of the Sword Forest, and you will become the head of the Sword Forest like your father in the future, you have to be strong, you are a man, you must be strong." ”

Yuan Yicheng wiped his tears, but he still couldn't stop it, he cried, and he couldn't bother to wipe away his snot and said: "Brother Sheng, I know, but Uncle Yan is the best elder for me, and in a few days it will be my eighteen-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, but Uncle Yan ...... Uncle Yan may never see this day, he has no heirs, he really can't accept it, such a gentle, generous and kind uncle shouldn't just leave......"

Yuan Yicheng continued to say sadly: "What's more, Uncle Yan and Aunt Lin have been stumbling for half their lives to achieve positive results, and they have only been married for two months...... suffered such a man-made disaster, Aunt Lin is still in the field, I don't know Uncle Yan's situation, how sad it would be if I knew. ”

Le Yisheng didn't know how to comfort him, he had always been indifferent and wouldn't comfort people, he didn't know how to comfort people, so he could only pat Yuan Yicheng's back and sigh.

Yuan Zhennan's tears never fell in his eyes, he quickly regained his composure, after all, he was the current head of Jianlin, and he couldn't show such fragile emotions at will, if it weren't for the fact that everyone present was his own people, he wouldn't have such strong emotional fluctuations.

Le Yisheng hesitated for a while, and then hesitated to say to Yuan Zhennan: "Uncle Nan...... I have a way to save Yanlin's seniors......"

Yuan Zhennan looked at Le Yisheng fiercely, the light in his eyes skyrocketed, he tried his best to hold back his excitement, but he still couldn't suppress a trace of eagerness: "What way!" His breathing was a little rapid, and he gasped from time to time.

Le Yisheng pondered for a moment: "Uncle Nan, I won't hide it from you, I have had a chance, from a small hairy head in the cultivation world in two years to a pivotal young monarch in the Southern Regions today, most of them have the credit of this opportunity, I have a secret technique that can temporarily fix the three souls and seven spirits of a person without leaving the body, the injury of Yanlin's predecessor seems to be the destruction of the body, Uncle Nan needs to treat the body of Yanlin's predecessor to the extent that he can barely withstand the three souls and seven spirits to save Yanlin's predecessor, I think Yanlin's predecessor's injury should not be able to withstand the three souls and seven spirits, so he can't hold on." ”

Yuan Zhennan's eyes widened, with surprise and ecstasy: "Really?"

Le Yisheng nodded and said: "There is this secret method, but I have never learned to use it, and I don't know if it can be successful, and this is just to save the soul of Yanlin's predecessors, and it can't be regarded as saving him, the root of his injuries is still his body, and the difficulty of saving Yanlin's predecessors has not decreased much." ”

Yuan Zhennan shook his head, with some hope on his face: "That's good! We couldn't keep Yanlin mainly because Yanlin's injuries were too serious, and he couldn't hold three souls and seven spirits before he could be treated, you can keep his soul from leaving the body to buy us time, after all, there is hope, how long is the duration of your secret technique?"

Le Yisheng thought for a while and replied: "It stands to reason that there is half a month, but the first time I use this, it should not be more than a week at most." ”

Yuan Yicheng jumped up excitedly: "It's been a long week! Uncle Yan is saved!"

Yuan Zhennan was also happy, and he patted Le Yisheng with his big hand: "You kid is really good! It is our luck to have a friend like you in Jianlin, and you are the benefactor of our Jianlin!"

Le Yisheng shook his head to show modesty, his face was expressionless, and he returned to that cold look.

After all, Yuan Yicheng is his sworn brother, and Uncle Nan and Aunt Shen are very kind to him and Lehuan, and he must help them.

Yuan Zhennan calmed his emotions: "Yi Sheng, do you need to prepare anything, let's start now, Yanlin is already very dangerous." ”

Le Yisheng nodded and said: "You can do it now, you don't need to prepare anything, it's just a secret method, it's just a function of collecting souls, and now it's great to be able to use it to save people." ”

After speaking, Le Yisheng walked to Yanlin's bedside, sat down cross-legged, he turned his head to Yuan Zhennan and Yuan Yicheng and said, "Uncle Nan, you also know...... This is a secret method, and I can't easily leak it out as an inheritor, so I ......"

Yuan Zhennan suddenly understood, nodded and took Yuan Yicheng out of the cave directly, waiting for good news outside the cave.

Le Yisheng exhaled, he was a little nervous, this soul gathering secret technique is very impractical in today's modern society, chicken ribs are general, it is a pity to abandon it without taste, Le Yisheng has never used it, and even just memorized the explanation of the soul gathering technique and the cultivation method, this first time you use it to save a person, it is very stressful.

He settled down, waved his hand and lifted the quilt on Yanlin's body, revealing Yanlin's broken body under the quilt, his body was covered with no wisps, full of cracks, although it no longer bleeds, but the shriveled waist and chest outlined ribs, blood-red cracks lay across it, Le Yisheng could clearly see that Yanlin's ribs were broken, chaotically distributed in his body, the kneecap meniscus of both legs were broken, and it no longer looked hard, like gummies.

Le Yisheng felt shocked, such an injury didn't seem so serious that it wouldn't be dead, but Le Yisheng knew that Yanlin's meridians were all broken, and all the internal organs were twisted and messy, and they were broken and distributed in Yanlin's body, not to mention ordinary people, cultivators couldn't survive under such injuries, and Yanlin was naturally no exception.

Fortunately, Le Yisheng knows this secret technique.

He stared at the huge blood mark on Yan Lin's chest for a while, his eyes became blood-red, Le Yisheng had a wild and hideous expression on his face, and two blood rays shot straight into Yan Lin's head, thus entering Yan Lin's body.

Le Yisheng pointed to the sky with his right hand, and a blood-colored light curtain on his finger gradually opened, like a fishing net.

He raised his left hand and held the corner of the light curtain that was opened, and his right hand also held the other corner, and the two hands stretched outward, the light curtain was completely widened, and the blood red shot out of his eyes was still entering Yan Lin's mind.

Le Yisheng saw a chaotic and filthy thing in his mind, and he burst out, and the blood-red energy wrapped the three souls and seven spirits scattered in the chaos and slowly gathered.

Le Yisheng's hands placed the red light curtain on Yan Lin's body, and the light curtain merged into Yan Lin's body and disappeared.

And in Yan Lin's sea of knowledge, a huge light curtain appeared in that chaos, enveloping the entire sea of knowledge, and it was magnified countless times in the sea of knowledge.

The light curtain is like a huge barrier, the three souls and seven spirits of Zhihai Yanlin, who originally cracked a big mouth, were about to rush out of the crack, and the light curtain blocked the huge crack, replacing the sky of Zhihai, Yanlin's three souls and seven spirits rushed left and right and could not break the light curtain, and the blood-red energy of chaos was condensed in the center of chaos, gathering all the broken souls, and Yanlin's three souls and seven spirits were wrapped and gathered by blood-red energy, forming a figure.

That was Yan Lin's complete soul, so far Le Yisheng left all the spiritual power in his body in Yan Lin's sea of knowledge to protect Yan Lin's soul from leaving his body.

Le Yisheng's eyes no longer shot blood red energy, they returned to thick black, his eyes were deep and tired, his body was crooked, he almost fell to the ground, his face was bloodless, the old injuries had not healed, and now he used all his strength again, his injuries were a few points worse, and it was a few days before he recovered well.

Le Yisheng's wrists were weak, his hands were soft and collapsed on his knees, and he couldn't use his strength, God knows how much strength it took to open the light curtain and how much energy it consumed.

This is the soul gathering technique, a secret method that Le Yisheng used for the first time, he still overestimated himself, if he could still use it completely when he was not injured, now he can only barely complete the steps, the light curtain and blood red energy are not enough, and it can only last for six or seven days at most.

The expression on Le Yisheng's face was flat, and he didn't even have the strength to help Yanlin cover the quilt.

He struggled to get up and got out of the hole.

Outside the cave, Yuan Zhennan stood with his hands in his hands, looking a little nervous, and his feet moved involuntarily. On the other side, Yuan Yicheng was wandering back and forth, his face was very anxious, and the young man who was almost eighteen seemed a little unstable.

Le Yisheng suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave and startled him, and Yuan Yicheng saw his body shaking and hurriedly went up to support him.

Yuan Zhennan also hurriedly stepped forward and asked directly without pretending to be calm: "Yi Sheng, has it been?"

Le Yisheng nodded as Yuan Yicheng's arm stabilized his figure: "It's considered a success, there are only six days." ”

Yuan Zhennan's face suddenly became ecstatic, and he hugged Le Yisheng fiercely: "Yisheng, you are too powerful!"

Yuan Zhennan let go of Le Yisheng and laughed, and then bowed to him, Le Yisheng was weak, and he was powerless to help Yuan Zhennan up.

Yuan Zhennan smiled happily, bent down and bowed: "Yi Sheng, thank you very much, your Uncle Nan has nothing to do in the Sword Forest, but I promise you that you will be our eternal guest in the Sword Forest, if you want us to help, we will definitely come without saying a word!"

Le Yisheng said weakly: "Uncle Nan is polite, Yicheng is my sworn brother, the people of Jianlin regard us as their own people, treat our brothers and sisters as their own, I am naturally obligated to do something in Jianlin, it is my duty to rescue him, and it is not worth such a great gift as Uncle Nan." ”

Yuan Zhennan smiled again and gently patted Le Yisheng's shoulder: "Okay, okay, don't be polite to us, you kid, it's all your own people, it's almost lunch time, let's go to the hall to drink!"

Yuan Yicheng helped Le Yisheng and smiled happily: "Brother Sheng's alcohol consumption is very poor, I remember that Brother Sheng's first drink was crazy and drunk, haha." ”

Le Yisheng shook his head helplessly, although his body was weak, but after all, he was a martial arts practitioner in the cultivation world, wine could not hurt his body at all, and it didn't hurt to drink, but his alcohol consumption was a mess, and I heard that he was drunk in public last time, which directly ruined his usual image of being silent and cold.

They have never used spiritual power to deliberately relieve hangover when they drink, and today I am afraid that they will be drunk and unconscious again.

Yuan Zhennan and Yuan Yicheng carried the "delicate and frail" Le Yisheng to the front hall.

Although Le Yisheng has a paralyzed face, he is actually already scolding in his heart.

What the hell? Why are you still carrying it?

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