In fact, the steps of healing Cold Feather's Wing are similar to refining his physique, the only difference is that one is to actively absorb and strengthen himself, and the other is to passively absorb and recover from his injury.

But no matter which one it is, beast blood and spirit grass are indispensable, because both of them contain rich beneficial energy that can be absorbed and utilized by the human body.

After throwing a part of the spirit grass into it, Xuanlong threw the cold feather wings on the couch into it, and then used the beast gas as fuel to ignite the bottom of the medicine tank.

After all this was done, Xuanlong was able to take a breather, sit on the collapse and stare at the changes in the beast qi, and then instill it into it every once in a while.

Gradually, the room exuded a strong medicinal fragrance, and Han Yuyi's face began to have a hint of ruddy color from the original pale color.

Seeing this, Xuanlong kept praying in his heart, hoping that this time he would open the counter-devouring power of the berserk bloodline, and not swallow back part of Han Yuyi's cultivation, otherwise Han Yuyi would have to kill Yu Chitian after waking up?

Although the strength of Han Yuyi is still too tender, Xuanlong also wants to see something that everyone is happy about, no one more intuitively sees the hardships that Han Yuyi has endured in order to temper his physique, it can really be said that it is one step at a time, and the pain of transformation has reached this point.

If Han Yuyi wakes up and finds that the previous battle captain Chi Tian has no malice, it is because he tested his ability on a whim, and as a result, he will be inexplicably downgraded for this, can you tell me if Han Yuyi can balance in his heart?

And just like that, the dull night passed with the first rays of the morning sun.

At the same time, Xuanlong, who looked tired, also stopped what he was doing.

Yesterday, in addition to the spirit grass that restored the soul power, which was taken out by him, the rest was used for Han Yuyi, and he squandered it, so he could barely recover the damage of Hanyuyi.

And that eight-rank Saint Pill Blood Essence Hanging Life Pill can only have the effect of saving lives, and cannot recover other injuries, otherwise Han Yuyi would have already returned to the west as early as that time.

"Hey, it's going to cost me my life, it's more tiring than cultivating. ”

After Xuanlong grumbled a little irritably, he fished the cold wings out of the gradually cold potion and placed them on the collapse.

After taking a closer look and confirming that Han Yuyi was really safe, Xuanlong hurriedly finished the follow-up cleaning work, and then stuffed the medicine jar back into Han Yuyi's spirit ring, and returned to the lake to rest with a sigh of relief.

Although Han Yuyi has not woken up, it can be seen that his breath has a long origin, and his face is ruddy and shiny, his life is basically no longer in danger.

For breakfast, Han Feng personally went to the Yeling Forest to hunt, presumably this is called relying on the mountains to eat the mountains and relying on the water to eat water.

However, in the face of the fragrant smell of barbecue, Zhang Rufeng and the others all had sad faces.

Seeing that they couldn't eat, the former asked puzzledly, "What's wrong with you?"

Hanfeng smiled bitterly, "Don't hide it from my predecessors, the barbecue we have been eating during this time is really tired of eating." ”

Yu Chitian let out an "oh", and continued to eat the barbecue in his hand by himself, looking at the posture of him and Xuanlong, it was like eating like a big stomach!

Cold Wind and his party: "......"

Shiver took a bite of the meat, and the taste was obviously very desirable, but he didn't have the slightest appetite when he chewed it, so he reluctantly made a suggestion.

"Father, if it doesn't work, let's hire a man, in the future, we can't let us solve the problem of the disciples' meals, or let them solve it by themselves, right?"

When Han Feng heard this, his eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands, "Good idea! Then contact a source outside that provides vegetables and the like, and this problem can be perfectly solved!"

As soon as they heard this, Zhang Rufeng and the others were also excited, and they almost didn't cry tears, they were really tired of eating this barbecue, they were really tired.

If you think about it, there is no salt and other seasonings, and the meat oil that comes out of the grill is still very large, and I think it is delicious and fresh at the beginning, but after a long time, the disadvantages will appear.

As soon as Han Feng and his party were about halfway through eating, they saw a team of people and horses appear at the gate outside the sect.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be Zhao Yao and others who left yesterday, and their families moved over.

Except for Zhao Lu's reluctant expression, the others were more or less surprised and excited.

They are all different from Zhao Lu, the latter is just a playboy who eats and drinks, and when he comes to such a place where birds don't, he must be resistant from the bottom of his heart, but they are different, they all want to have a strong person who can control the scene as a backer, and then there is a place where the aura of heaven and earth is rich to cultivate, and they are satisfied.

Obviously, the clansmen of the Zhao family were very satisfied with the Holy Heaven Temple, and the reluctance that had arisen in their hearts when they moved had also vanished, replaced by a vision for a better future.

Seeing them coming, Hanfeng hurriedly beckoned them to come over and eat something together.

After all the members of the Zhao family sat on the ground, the cold wind swept their eyes like this, and it was estimated that the number of people was about fifty, which was not much, and the lowest cultivation was Zhao Lu and Zhao Xu.

The rest of the cultivators are almost at the peak realm of the Martial King and above, and a small number of old and weak women and children are naturally not counted among them.

In this way, it is all a force to be reckoned with!

Come to think of it, if the Zhao family doesn't have the ability to finale, how can they gain a firm foothold in Zhongzhou, which is full of strife.

After everyone finished eating, Zhao Yao looked left and right to no avail, and then asked Hanfeng.

"What about the Sect Master, after we went back and told my people about the Sect Master's heroic appearance, they all couldn't wait to see his true face with their own eyes!"

At that time, when Han Yuyi was in the Zhao Mansion, because Han Yuyi often went into the house to retreat and cultivate, most of the clansmen had never seen him.

Hearing the patriarch praising Han Yuyi in front of them, they were of course very curious.

Although Zhao Yao alone has the final say, he has to ask everyone's opinions, in order to let them come willingly, he naturally said the terrifying talent of Han Yuyi, as well as the strength of Xuanlong, and even the news that Yu Chitian is here, anyway, it is a good one, but what can be said is some big truth, and there is no intention of deception.

After all, being willing and being forced to be helpless were two completely different mentalities, and Zhao Yao certainly hoped that they would sincerely join the Holy Heaven Temple.

Of course, those clansmen who make a living from cultivation naturally flock to the Holy Heaven Temple with such good conditions, and those old and weak women and children are all their family members, so naturally you persuade me and I persuade you to follow.

From this point of view, Zhao Yao is also a person who is as careful as a hair, and his wrist has not weakened by half a point due to aging.

As soon as Han Feng was about to answer, he heard Zhao Lu muttering with disdain.

"What can he do, it must be grandpa, you are just boasting, what kind of big captain is late and not falling behind, I'm really not afraid that others will laugh to death when they hear it!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was suddenly silent, and the movement of the needle drop was estimated to be extremely clear.

Han Feng's eyes were cold, and he glanced at Zhao Lu with murderous intent, and the latter's body suddenly stiffened, and it became extremely difficult to breathe, and a threat of death rushed to his face, causing him to look frightened.

The momentum and coercion of a Martial Emperor's mid-stage realm are far from what a Martial King's mid-stage realm can withstand.

"Old Mr. Zhao, please discipline your own people well, insulting the sect master in public is a very serious mistake, don't make an example, otherwise I, as the master of the Criminal Law Hall, must give him some color!"

Finally, Han Feng said to Zhao Yao with a cold face.

If the small tree is not cultivated, it will not slip straight, any sect must have rewards and punishments, and there are no rules, especially when the Holy Heaven Temple has just been officially established, someone dares to insult the sect master in public, this is too bold!

If it weren't for Zhao Yao's face, the cold wind would definitely teach Zhao Lu a lesson to set an example.

"Brother Han is right, I will discipline my own people!"

Zhao Yao first gave up his hands with a guilty face towards the cold wind, and then his face turned cold and glared at Zhao Lu, and he scolded angrily.

"How did I warn you, an unfilial descendant, that before leaving, did you give me all the words I said? Isn't it a blessing for us to join the Holy Heaven Temple, everything must be subject to the control and arrangement of others, you kid is good, you directly "snapped" and slapped me in the face, don't you take my old bones in your eyes?!"

The other members of the Zhao family also looked at Zhao Lu with anger and disdain, and they also saw the absurdity of the latter's past actions, especially when they first arrived, they caused the old club to lose their temper and affected them, of course they were particularly dissatisfied with Zhao Lu.

At this time, even his father Zhao Gang stared at him with hatred, and secretly said in his heart how could he give birth to such an unconscious son?

"Okay, okay, you can't look down on one of them, right? Then I'll just go, what a broken place, I'm really rare here, so you just treat yourself as a fragrant dumpling, cut!"

Zhao Lu was scolded by Zhao Yao in front of so many people, and his strong rebellious heart made him unstoppable, and his gesture was to go outside.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw a wisp of afterimage passing by him, followed by a flower in front of him, and he didn't even see who it was, and he was shocked to hear a "click" in his left leg, and the heart-rending pain immediately hit his nerves.

"Ahh

Zhao Lu's face twisted and screamed, and the whole person fell to the ground with a "plop", covering his broken left leg and wailing in pain, and he looked very embarrassed even rolling and crawling.

Everyone was taken aback by this scene, and even felt unbelievable, not because of anything else, it was precisely because it was not the cold wind that made the shot, but Zhao Lu's own grandfather, Zhao Yao!

"Father, what are you doing here?"

Zhao Gang was stunned for a moment, then rushed up to check Zhao Lu's injuries with a worried face, and then breathed a sigh of relief.