"Senior brother... I... It's painful... It's painful... I can't stand it!"

Fan Chen was paralyzed on the ground, his face was covered with a sense of pain, the pale lips of the poor man were pursed into an imperfect arc, and the originally bright and beautiful voice became hoarse and weak, and the breath was like a gossamer that made people despair. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Feng Yueli's heart was so painful that he was about to bleed, seeing Fan Chen's current appearance, he was not only distressed but also self-blame, if he didn't have his own bad idea, Fan Chen wouldn't be like this, he really deserved to die. His brows were tightly locked, thinking that he would not be able to go to the mortal world.

He quickly meditated on his legs on the ground, placing his left hand on his left knee with his palm facing up, and placing the middle finger of his right index finger straight between his eyebrows.

Chang Yi's eyes widened, knowing that Feng Yueli was going to release his cultivation for Fanchen, so he stood in place and cast a spell and shouted to him in a hurry: "Yueli, no, don't be the seventh!"

Feng Yueli slowly closed his eyes, and four immortal lights of white, yellow, purple and green instantly popped out between his eyebrows, and his left hand of condensing qi slowly lifted upward, and his palm turned to face mortal dust.

He slowly opened his eyes, staring affectionately at the mortal dust lying on the ground and dying, there were too many things to say in his heart, but he couldn't say anything today, he smiled lightly and slowly spoke.

"As long as you're fine, what if you run out of cultivation. ”

Chang Yi immediately withdrew his mana and stepped forward to stop it.

"Seventh Senior Brother... No... Don't!" Fan Chen's small voice kept begging him not to do this, but by this time, it was too late.

His left palm pushed towards Fan Chen, and the four immortal lights between his eyebrows quickly wrapped around Fan Chen's body, and Yueli instantly felt that his whole body was empty, and all his ten thousand years of cultivation were withdrawn.

"Old Seven!" Chang Yi saw that it was too late, and immediately stretched out his right hand to cast a spell towards Feng Yueli, wanting to interrupt him, but it was too late, as long as the person who was a casual cultivator started to cast a spell, others could not stop it, so he could only voluntarily withdraw it himself.

At this moment, Feng Yueli and Fan Chen were surrounded by the four immortal lights, and Fan Chen felt that his body was even more uncomfortable, repelling the four immortal lights that surrounded him.

Why is this?Feng Yueli and Chang Yi frowned, only to see that the four immortal lights could not enter Fan Chen's body, Chang Yi shouted: "Old Seven, quickly take them back into your body, Fan Chen's body is rejecting!"

Feng Yueli immediately and quickly retracted all of his cultivation, and his body, which originally felt empty, was saturated and full again.

"Why is this happening?" Yueli raised his eyebrows and looked up at the senior brother Chang Yi who was standing aside, he cultivated for Fan Chen, why Fan Chen's body was rejected, this was why he couldn't figure it out.

Chang Yi lowered his head and thought for a while, remembering that after Fang Cai's Ziyang pressed her head, it emitted a red light, and at that time, the room was also hot and dry, and it disappeared in an instant, and it should have entered the mortal body.

He nodded slightly, thinking that it should be like this, so he slowly opened his mouth and replied to Feng Yueli: "It should be that there is another force in her body that is repelling!"

"Then what should I do now?" Feng Yueli looked at Fan Chen at a loss, very worried.

At this moment, a powerful force in Fan Chen's body slowly devoured the divine power flowing into the red jade, and slowly, she felt that her whole body was not so hot.

"I... Feel... It's so much better! Ziyang... Ziyang real people have a piece in their hands... Strange stones, I see... See!"

Fan Chen spit out a few words intermittently, Chang Yi heard it, I see, then I really want to see what kind of strange stone it is, it has such a powerful power.

Chang Yi immediately ran outside the hall, Feng Yueli glanced at it, then turned his head again, reached out to touch Fan Chen's arm, a long-lost smile bloomed on his face, and the corners of his mouth rose upward.

"Xiaofan, you're not so hot!"

As he spoke, he took Fan Chen from the ground into his arms, and saw that her face had also improved a little, and the heart that fell in her throat finally sank.

"Big brother... Why have you been there for so long?" Fan Chen's eyes were blank, and he raised his eyes weakly to look at Feng Yuli and asked.

"I'll take you to the guest room in the temple to rest first!" Feng Yue was only worried about Fan Chen at the moment, he easily picked up Fan Chen, and walked outside the hall, instantly dumbfounded, the original incense outside the hall was empty, only a few little Taoist priests remained.

When several little Taoist priests saw the two of them walking out of the main hall, they hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong with this layman?"

"I need a good guest room!" Feng Yueli said in a calm tone.

"This way, this way!" The fat Taoist priest, who had been guarding outside the hall, pointed to the front and walked forward with Feng Yueli.

In the guest room, Fan Chen had fallen asleep in Feng Yueli's arms, Feng Yueli gently put Fan Chen on the bed, and when she saw that she was fine, he walked out with the fat Taoist priest and closed the door carefully.

He hurriedly pulled the fat Taoist priest to the courtyard and asked, "You have a lot of pilgrims in the Chinese side, why are they all gone?"

"When Master Fang Cai came out of the main hall, he told everyone that he was unwell and needed to retreat and practice, so that everyone had left the Taoist temple!" the fat Taoist priest replied honestly.

Feng Yueli then asked, "What about your master?"

"Master, Master, he went to the back mountain for retreat. The fat Taoist priest said.

Feng Yueli frowned, hurriedly bowed to the fat Taoist priest, and gently pleaded: "Please also ask the Taoist chief to take me to your master's retreat place, I need to ask him about something in the future!"

The fat Taoist priest scratched his head, smiled at Fengyue Lile, and replied: "The other layman who entered the hall with you has been taken to the back mountain by the junior brother Qingxu, or you wait." ”

Feng Yueli heard it, and the senior brother naturally didn't have to go. He nodded at the fat Taoist priest with a smile on his face.

"Then the layman needs to give orders!" The fat Taoist priest politely bowed to Feng Yueli, and left the courtyard of the house after speaking.

Two hours passed.

Knock Knock...... There was a knock on the door outside the room, Feng Yueli was woken up by the knock on the table, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and immediately got up to open the door, only to see the fat Taoist priest walking in with a smile on his face and the hot food on his palm.

"It's Shen Shi, you can have dinner first!" the fat Taoist priest was very polite.

Feng Yueli looked at him a little embarrassed, and then asked, "How do you respect the Dao Chief?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, the layman can call me Qingyi!" said the fat Taoist priest humbly, while placing his palm on the table in the room.

"Qingyi Daoist, thank you so much!" Feng Yueli hurriedly thanked, and Naoli suddenly remembered that Senior Brother Chang Yi went to the back mountain to find the Ziyang, but I don't know if he came back. Then he asked.

"May I ask Daoist Qingyi, has my senior brother come back?"

"Not yet, please take your time. The fat Taoist priest shook his fat head, and then left with his palm.

He hasn't come back yet, he just heard the Taoist chief say that it's all the time of the mortal realm, and the senior brother has been gone for two hours, why hasn't he come back, is something wrong? He frowned, and his heart was a little uneasy.