After Feng Lan turned back, he saw that Long Yin was already in a state of unconsciousness, and after sighing again, he began to seriously check his injuries. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Although I want to save you, my level is really limited, if I really can't help you then, don't blame me!" Probably because he was afraid of such a terrifying silent atmosphere, Feng Lan muttered to herself while examining Long Yin's injuries.

The more she checked, the more Feng Lan's heart sank, and Long Yin's injuries were much more serious than she wanted. She originally thought that it was like the last time she crossed the Heavenly Tribulation, although it looked very miserable, but the recovery ability of immortal cultivators was already much stronger, as long as there was spiritual power input and support, most of the time it was only a matter of time to recover.

However, when Feng Lan infused his spiritual power into Long Yin's body, he found that the spiritual power entered his body like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no improvement.

Feng Lan was a little anxious and a little discouraged, could it be because she didn't cultivate enough? Or maybe the dragon's constitution is different?

But logically speaking, no matter what race it is, the cultivation of immortals will basically transform into a human form in the later stage. As long as you take on a human form, there will be no difference in race, right?

Feng Lan didn't dare to say it for sure before, but now she can guarantee it, after all, she is an example herself. I can be regarded as a strange bird wandering in the human race, and since I can remember, I have started my life in human form, and I have never felt that anything is wrong, nor has I felt that I am any different. If it weren't for the catastrophe at the time of life and death, maybe Feng Lan wouldn't know the truth about himself now.

Thinking of this, Feng Lan could only try her best to calm down, don't worry, anyway, it's all in this field, no matter how bad it is, it's almost there. It's nothing more than the difference between going to Hades early to report or going to Hades later to report.

I still don't believe in you, Feng Lan gritted his teeth and helped Long Yin up, first carefully adjusted his breath and ran the spiritual power in his body, Feng Lan found that such a toss, coupled with the previous reasons, his spiritual power seemed to be not good.

No matter what, do your best to obey the destiny of heaven! But since I didn't die all at once before, I have to struggle again no matter what.

At this point, Feng Lan felt a little helpless, so she thought of one thing, maybe she could fight.

Feng Lan's mother is the fairy of Qinyou, and legend has it that her piano skills are unique in the world, and she is superb, allowing people to live and die. Of course, there are many kinds of spells that can die, and no matter how powerful they are, it is not surprising that even if they kill people invisibly, especially in ancient times, it was an era full of killing, and everyone studied nothing more than how to make others die.

In order to protect herself, the fairy of Qinyou has no choice but to learn some killing skills, she will practice a hand of piano skills that no one can match, and the real killing will not see blood.

But she doesn't like to kill, and she not only feels disgusted by such a fight and killing all day long, but also doesn't know what the meaning is. So she studied an exclusive stunt by herself, which contained pharmacology and spiritual power in the sound of the piano, and saved people through the strings.

That's why we can live and die. But since Feng Lan realized it again, her mother rarely mentioned her past, let alone hurt people with the piano. If it weren't for teaching Feng Lan's piano skills, she thought that her mother would not be very willing to touch the piano again, and she wondered if she didn't want to recall the past.

Feng Lan is also very entangled, her mother has taught her piano skills, including how to save people with the sound of the piano, but this kind of rescue method is not to mention in this world, even in Huaxu, it is also a stunt that belongs to her mother, if someone has the heart to check the ancient books or something, she will be speechless.

Of course, now in this dark place where no one knows, at this time when struggling on the brink of life and death, it must be superfluous to think about this.

So Feng Lan is definitely not worried about this.

What worries her is that she has learned such a stunt, but the key is that she has never saved anyone. To put it bluntly, there is no theory, no experience!

However, looking at Long Yin, who was already breathing unsteadily, Feng Lan felt that what else could be done now?

Now that you've decided, it's always time to give it a try. Feng Lan summoned Liu Yan, but fortunately, no matter whether she lived or died, Liu Yan always accompanied her.

It may be strange, isn't it using the sound of the piano to save people, why are you bringing Liuyan out, it's a sword, it's okay to kill people, it's not appropriate to save people!

However, Liuyan is not an ordinary sword, when it was first forged, there was not only a sword entity, not only the entity of the sword, but also other commonly used weapons and musical instruments, Liuyan can be transformed, and it is completely different from the illusion out of thin air, it can be condensed into an entity. It can be seen that the real magic weapon is definitely a big help.

It's just that Feng Lan usually thinks it's more handsome to hold a sword, and she subconsciously doesn't want everyone to know that she can play the piano. Yes, as the only daughter of the Guqin Xianqin Youxian Fairy, Feng Lan must be able to play the piano. But when Hua Xu was in Huaxu, although her mother didn't say it, Feng Lan was very sensitive to knowing that her mother didn't want to see the piano every day, and she didn't want everyone to think of the piano skills whenever she mentioned it; In this world, it is even simpler to have only a sword, Feng Lan simply feels that she doesn't want to expose so much, so everyone thinks that she is a rude fairy who can only dance with a sword.

The last time at the peach feast, she also considered that she would say goodbye to this world forever and wanted to do her part for Kunlun, so she danced a dance with some courage, but it was a sword dance.

It's been a long time since I've played the piano, Feng Lan looked at this piano a little stunned, and gently plucked the strings a few times, fortunately, the feeling of playing the piano in the past seems to have all returned, which makes Feng Lan also have a little confidence.

Before Feng Lan planned to use the piano technique, she stroked Liuyan lightly and played a soothing tune, as a comfort to Long Yin, although I don't know if he is still conscious. It doesn't matter if he can't hear it, it is regarded as an encouragement to himself, and it is also regarded as familiarity with the piano technique.

Originally, it was a soothing song, but this song was gradually injected with spiritual power, and it was obviously an invisible piano sound, but it seemed to have an entity, slowly approaching Long Yin.

Feng Lan crossed her knees and twisted slowly, closing her eyes, looking like she was enjoying the process of playing the piano. But only she knew that the situation was very bad. Long Yin's whole body is like a plant in the desert that lacks water, Feng Lan sometimes feels a little arrogant, and feels that her spiritual power is relatively deep among her fellow practitioners, but her spiritual power is instilled into Long Yin's physical strength, and she knows that her spiritual power is too Weibo, and she wants to use her spiritual power to save him, which is tantamount to a drop in the bucket.

Feng Lan closed her eyes and could look inside Long Yin's spiritual power through the sound of the qin, she found that he was somewhat similar to Ten Nights in some aspects, what he needed was actually purified aura, Feng Lan originally planned to save the spiritual power in his body, and directly use the sound of the piano to summon the spiritual energy from the outside to repair Long Yin's body, but he couldn't absorb it at all, just like Ten Nights, either absorb the purified aura, or Feng Lan's own spiritual power.

Ten nights didn't even turn into a human form, and they were still young, and Feng Lan's usual casual tossing and overflowing spiritual power was enough to save his life for ten nights, but Long Yin couldn't.

It's weird, how did this strange dragon cultivate before.

Feng Lan really had no choice, so he had to be ruthless, and temporarily simply sealed Long Yin's Inner Dan to see if he could wake him up first. Sealing the Inner Dan is equivalent to blocking the possibility of your continued cultivation for an immortal cultivator, just like a mortal, there will be birth, old age, sickness and death.

But Feng Lan had no other way, this was already the best way she could think of, if it weren't for the idea of using the sound of the piano to look inside, Feng Lan wouldn't even dare to use this method. After all, Nedan is too important, and if you miss it by a fraction, you can miss it by a thousand miles, and you can't make a mistake.

Feng Lan carefully drove Qin Yin to find Long Yin's Inner Dan, and was still absorbing a steady stream of spiritual energy, Feng Lan could only concentrate desperately, preparing to seal it. If Long Yin was still conscious at this time, he would never let Feng Lan visit his inner dan, after all, for immortal cultivators, this is undoubtedly the lifeblood. It can be seen how bad Long Yin's condition is at this time.

Feng Lan's face was pale and her eyes were closed, but she slowly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and finally nothing went wrong to seal it, and the song returned to its ordinary soothing rhythm and began to gradually decline.

Finally, the sound of the piano ended, Feng Lan also opened her eyes, put away Liuyan, and smiled bitterly, Long Yin never woke up again, she was out of luck, and even her spiritual power began to be a little exhausted.

At this time, Long Yin, who was lying on the ground, still didn't seem to move.