"Old Fan, the injured have all been carried to our small palace......"

Just as Fan Guyi was sitting outside the medical hall and was in a trance, a disciple came over and reported the current situation.

According to Fan Guyi's intentions, they carried back all the injured people, among those people were cultivators from Qingqiu City and disciples from Xiaogong, and their injuries were all different.

"Also, there are still some people gathered outside the gate of our small palace. The disciple continued to report, "They said that if the little deputy palace master doesn't wake up, they won't leave......"

"Got it. Fan Guyi slowly took two deep breaths and stood up.

This is the first time that Ziyang Xiaogong has experienced a major war, and there are too many things to deal with.

It must also be handled properly.

Don't leave a handle for those with ill intentions.

Fan Guyi then went to visit a group of injured people, and the elixirs for healing were all free of charge, and they continued to eat until they recovered.

"Old Fan, how is the situation of the little deputy palace master?"

"Old Dan King, is there enough pills, leave it to the little deputy palace master and those who need it more!"

"We were all slightly injured, and the little deputy palace master helped us block most of the attacks......"

The wounded, whether they were monks in the city or their own disciples, refused to swallow the pill...... The heart-warming words made Fan Guyi's heart feel comfortable for a while, and his face was much better.

"Silly boys!" Fan Guyi said to those injured people, "Do I still lack pills in Ziyang Xiaogong, how many or as many as I want, eat with confidence, I want to eat it for free in the future, but I don't have a chance!"

His words drew laughter from the audience.

Fan Guyi left with his hands behind his back, this was the first time in his life that he had spoken to make so many people laugh.

As for Meng Fan's promise to give Dan to the participants, he already knew about it and did not forget it.

This is related to the reputation of Ziyang Palace, and it must be given.

Next, the Dan masters of Xiaomiya are afraid that they will be busy for a few days.

Then, Fan Guyi walked outside the gate of the small palace again.

Outside the gate, a group of people gathered in the black press, which was originally noisy, but when they saw Fan Guyi coming out, they suddenly quieted down.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the little deputy palace master just passed out in a coma due to excessive cultivation consumption, just rest for a while, you don't have to worry. Meng Fan stood in front of the gate, looked at the eager-eyed people, and said in a gentle tone, "Thanks to your help today, the door of the Ziyang Palace will be opened for you at any time in the future, if you need anything, even if you come at any time, it will be ......like going home."

"Old Dan King is polite!"

"How can I be such a casual person, haha!"

"Let's leave now, when the little deputy palace master recovers, don't forget to tell us ......"

The crowd bowed their hands to King Fan Laodan, who was rarely seen, and left with a smile on his face, and he didn't mention the gift of Dan from beginning to end, the origin of the ghost fog was inexplicable, but the purpose was obviously to harm Qingqiu City, but it was discovered early by the little deputy palace master and took the lead in exterminating it, they should be grateful, how could they mention those requirements at this time.

Fan Guyi looked up at the plaque on the gate, with four big characters in the book, Ziyang Xiaogong, and muttered to himself: "It's different......"

Towards the end of the evening, Fan Guyi estimated that it was time for Qing Ling to wake up, took out the Soul Crystal Pill refined from a ghost mist, looked at it for a moment, and said in his heart: "Meng Xiaozi, you patronized the fight, forgetting that the ghost thing itself is a treasure, this Soul Crystal Pill is very beneficial to the soul body of the Qingling Little Palace Master, and it can also help her cultivate and improve! It is definitely stronger than the best pill you refined before!"

The Ghost Mist has the cultivation of the Immortal Realm, and refining a part of its soul into a pill is indeed extremely precious!

Fan Guyi couldn't help but feel a little proud: "In that kind of intense time, the old man didn't forget to ask for benefits for the Qingling Palace Master, based on this alone, the old man is far better than you, a hairy boy who fights and doesn't care, hehe!"

Lao Danwang felt that he was better than Meng Fan in this matter.

When he walked to Dantang, he happened to meet Fennel pulling Fangcao, and he was about to visit Meng Fan and Qingling, and Murong Jiangying and Peony were also there, and it seemed that they had been discussed.

"Old Fan, it's almost night, can we go and visit them?" asked Fennel as a leader.

The others also looked at Fan Guyi with pleading expressions.

"Hehe!" Fan Guyi grabbed the Soul Crystal Pill in his hand, and suddenly smiled, "It's okay, let's go together!"

Fennel and the others became happy at this time, followed Fan Guyi's side, and walked towards the medical hall.

The sky after the war was still a little misty, but the sun was good.

There are also flying birds hovering over Qingqiu City, and it seems that the ancient formation that protects Qingqiu City has long been closed.

Everything is starting to get better......

And Meng Fan actually woke up a long time ago.

After he woke up, he sat cross-legged on the bed, put a large pile of moon Xuanshi beside him, and breathed breathing, and his complexion gradually improved, but when he forcibly ascended to the Heavenly Gate, he lost and burned a lot of essence blood and vitality, and it took a long time to recover, or in the case of taking the corresponding pill.

And the Biluo Sword and the Yuxue Sword were placed beside him.

The luster of the two sword bodies is very dim, and they don't have the sharp appearance they used to be, obviously they are seriously consumed in the big war, I am afraid that it is the same as his body, and it needs to be nourished for a long time, and before recovery, I am afraid that there will be no way to shake the powerhouse of the Immortal Realm.

"Thanks to these two swords. Meng Fan's palm stroked the two swords, and neither sword reacted.

"Rain and Snow Sword...... It was robbed. Hey. Meng Fan scratched his head, "I don't know if that Miss Zhou hates me very much, when she borrowed the sword...... I didn't even say hello!"

Meng Fan took his eyes off the Yuxue Sword, took out the Taichu Sword Box, and picked up the Biluo Sword again.

The best way to recover the Biluo Sword is to return it to the box.

But Biluo Sword returned to the box again, I'm afraid no matter how much he asks Biluo Sword to come out of the box, it won't work.

Meng Fan hesitated again and again, he was very reluctant to return Bi Luo to the box, the sword is a good sword, but he, a cultivator who slashes the four parts, can fight against Changsheng, recalling the scene at that time, it is simply too majestic!

Unprecedented majesty!

Meng Fan couldn't help but be stupid, and felt a little regretful Xiaoice Niu, Erxi, and Su Pei...... They weren't there, and if they could see his domineering appearance at that time, they would definitely be shocked to death!

The old monster of the Immortal Realm is no longer so unattainable in front of him!

He just killed one with his own hands.

After being silly for a long time, Meng Fan's face finally became normal, glanced at Qing Ling sleeping beside him, and said to himself in a deep voice: "Biluo can indeed increase my combat power and make me soar into the sky, but it doesn't mean that I have improved, I have always relied on foreign objects, without a sword, I still ...... Vulnerable. ”

"The real strength is the strength of oneself!"

"The Biluo Sword needs to be returned to the box, and it must be returned to the box!"

Meng Fan took a deep breath, and with a solemn face, he held the dimly colored Biluo Sword and ...... it Entered the box.

As soon as the Biluo Sword entered the box, it emitted a strong imprisoning force from the Taichu Sword Box, for fear that Meng Fan would cheat again and take out Biluo, which was too contrary to the rules.

Meng Fan smiled and shook his head.

He did enjoy the pleasure of Bi Luo coming out of the box, but he also knew that he must not rely on Bi Luo's sword.

Otherwise, it will not be of any benefit to him on his future path of cultivation.

Then Meng Fan set his eyes on the rain and snow sword......

(End of chapter)