"I'm willing to save him, as for whether he can survive or not, it depends on his own creation!" Changfeng said, then took out the pill from his pocket and stuffed it into Wen Jia's mouth, and used his power to inject the most refined and pure true qi into Wen Jia's indigo!

But it didn't work at all, Wen Jia was still asleep and didn't wake up, Changfeng shook his head and sighed: "I've done my best!"

The junior sister probed his snort again, and called his pulse, knowing that his qi was not exhausted, and he was still saved, so she shouted: "Senior brother, let's take him back, we can't save him, the head of the real person and a few elders will definitely be able to do it." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Senior sister, this is far away from Taihua Mountain, I'm afraid he won't be able to last long. Changfeng said very objectively, there is a specialization in the art industry, after all, everyone is not a disciple of Kongsang, and the way to cure diseases and save people is far less powerful than that of Kongsang disciples.

Then can I only let him go? Senior sister was a little unbearable.

However, how could Changfeng not be, after all, this is also a life.

"Senior brother, let's try again, I believe that there will be a way. The younger sister insisted.

The most important thing at the moment is to hold his last breath first, Changfeng squatted down again and looked at the pulse.

A trace of worry flashed between his eyebrows, and he muttered, "The situation is not good, I'm afraid it's ......."

"How is it, senior brother, is he okay?" The senior sister heard the senior brother say that there was a steady and descending word, and knew that there was little hope, but she didn't want to give up, and begged the senior brother bitterly.

Hearing the junior sister crying so much, Changfeng couldn't bear it in his heart, and hurriedly added: "Although the situation is not very good, there may be a glimmer of life." ”

In other words, there is a way, the junior sister was crying vigorously just now, but now she is smiling, and two shallow dimples are exposed, which is very cute. How can this girl's face be the same as in June, cloudy and sunny for a while, and it becomes so fast!

"Thank you, Senior Brother, I know that in the whole world, Senior Brother is the best!" said Senior Sister sweetly.

On the side, several senior brothers asked jealously: "Hello senior brother, what about us?"

"You're okay too!" replied the junior sister very cleverly.

After hearing this, the senior brothers smiled and said indifferently: "This is about the same, otherwise we would have hurt you as a junior sister in vain!"

As he spoke, Changfeng had already entered the state, his favorite thing to do in this life was to help the needy and pull out the suffering, if he could let him come back to life and live in good health, what a pleasant thing it would be!

"A few junior brothers, come over and help hold him!" Changfeng turned back to the junior brothers and said, the junior brothers also approached the senior brothers, let Wen Jia sit half-sitting, and the others supported him on the side.

"Senior sister, you avoid it first, we have to help him undress!" he glanced at the teacher, and the senior sister walked away.

Next, several senior brothers took off all the clothes on Wen Jia's body, and still stood on both sides to support him.

Changfeng fed a few pills into his mouth, forced his true qi into his abdomen, and then helped him breathe with luck.

As Changfeng's palm pressed tightly on Wen Jia's back, countless pure vitality emanated from his body, continuously injecting into Wen Jia's body.

I only heard Wen Jia cough, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of black blood, and then fell down, but there was no response.

Originally, Changfeng thought that his ability was limited, so he said: "A few junior disciples, you also help together, inject vitality into his body, and give him vitality!"

After speaking, the juniors and disciples also began to help each other, but the situation became worse and worse.

"How can this be, shouldn't it? Everyone, stop!" Even Changfeng himself didn't expect that the little boy didn't know what power was constantly circulating, fighting against the vitality of the three people, the two forces seemed to be fighting, and the originally weak Wen Jia couldn't bear it even more, if he continued like this, he would definitely die!

Several juniors and disciples were also very surprised, originally everyone wanted to save him, but now they pushed him one step closer to death.

Changfeng was trying to think of a way, anxious, when suddenly a junior brother shouted in a panic: "Senior brother, he ......"

Changfeng saw that the little boy's seven orifices were bleeding, and his whole body became purple and bruised, and his appearance was very terrifying.

"No! Don't die, you can't die!" Changfeng has saved so many people in his life, but this time he missed his hand, how could he not be sad in his heart.

Is there really no room for recovery? Is it true that a living life has fallen like this?

Changfeng picked him up and shouted loudly, Changfeng, who had never shed tears before, was full of tears in his eyes at this moment.

Boom......

It was as if something had fallen to the ground, dripping and rolling, catching everyone's attention.

"Neidan (Spirit Bead)! And it's more than a thousand years, great!" Changfeng suddenly became excited, and quickly picked up the spirit bead that rolled to the ground, wiped it, and put it in Wen Jia's mouth, and then instigated his own vitality to force it into his abdomen.

He smiled very happily, he thought there was no way, but now it is different, because of this thousand-year-old Inner Dan.

The inner pill entered the abdomen, and Wen Jia's body had already absorbed the flow of warm or cold energy from the upper part of the cave, and now there were pure vitality injected by a few people, and the two were no longer mutually exclusive, but gradually integrated together, slowly sinking into the dantian, and then circulating throughout the body.

After a while, Wen Jia's qi and blood gradually improved, and his face became ruddy.

Changfeng breathed a long sigh of relief, it was finally not in vain, thanks to this thousand-year-old spirit bead, otherwise it would really be over.

There are spirit beasts in the world, most of them live in inaccessible places in the deep mountains, even immortal cultivators, they rarely see them, and they don't know how such a rare thing can appear on him.

"Okay, junior sister, you can turn your head, he's fine. Changfeng let out a long sigh of relief, feeling extremely relaxed.

The junior sister stepped forward and called the pulse of the little boy again, making sure that he was sick and long, and then he was relieved.

They put some silver taels next to the little boy, food, and a letter, the content of the letter was roughly telling him to live well, and if there was no way out, he could choose to practice for the Taihua Sword Sect.

When he woke up, the benefactors were long gone, and it was because of seeing the letter that Chen Wenjia had the idea of going to Taihua Mountain, his life was saved by Taihua's disciples, and he would give back to the Taihua Sword Sect for the rest of his life.

On the cliff, Chen Wenjia stood there and remembered for a long, long time, until Zhang Kun walked up to his side, saw that his eyes seemed to be shining with tears, and asked with concern, "Senior Brother Chen, what's wrong with you?"

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