Although Ye Xiaoman felt that his spiritual power was abundant at this time, his good state could not be better, and he didn't need to rest more.

But after thinking about it again, he still listened to Zi Haotian's advice, and obediently sat down to meditate and rest.

She didn't want to arouse anyone's suspicion because of this little thing, so be it, even if she gave the finch the Dharma protector.

On that side, the sound of Feng Ming became lower and lower, and in the end, there was gradually no sound, seeing Ye Xiaoman's calm appearance, Zi Haotian and the two were already able to determine that this battle would undoubtedly win.

Sure enough, two days later, all the fires here were extinguished, revealing a huge body inside, she staggered to her feet, saw Ye Xiaoman, and walked over slowly.

"Master, I want to retreat!" A wisp of the bird's divine thought came over, Ye Xiaoman smiled slightly, and without saying a word, he put it into the space.

At this time, Fengling Mountain was in a mess, full of large and small fiery red stones, and anyone could see that there had been a big war here.

The three of them didn't care about this, judging from the intensity of the battle just now, they were afraid that they had already alarmed the nearby monks, and the reason why no one had come to investigate was because they knew that this place was not something they could set foot in.

With such a power that almost destroyed the world and the earth, even the monks in the refining period couldn't get close, and those ordinary monks were afraid that they would have already hid far away, how could they still have the courage to come up and find it uncomfortable?

"Man'er"

"Mother!"

"Grandmother!"

"Madame!"

……

As soon as she saw Ye Xiaoman coming back, all the people gathered around, and around her was a burst of cold and warmth, and the meaning of concern was overflowing.

Zi Haotian and Yue Qi, who were squeezed out of the crowd, glanced at each other, both with a wry smile on their faces, who could tell them why this was?

Why is it that as a dignified late Mahayana monk, she has no majesty at all, and why are these people so close to her?

Not to mention that the two of them were entangled here, Ye Xiaoman explained the situation in general and looked at Gu Hao.

"Is Zhen'er better?"

Gu Zhen nodded, but before she could speak, her eyes couldn't help but turn red: "Grandmother Lao is worried, Zhen'er is much better now!"

Ye Xiaoman squatted down, touched her hair, and said softly, "What, Zhen'er is scared?"

Gu Hao's face was slightly red, but she still nodded, and whispered, "Well, it's a little ......."

If Gu Zhen is not a timid person, she usually does not lack life and death experience, but this time, she first experienced the catastrophe of life and death, and then saw the fighting methods of the highest-level cultivators in the Tianyuan Continent, coupled with her worry about Ye Xiaoman, all the emotions gathered together, which really made her a little difficult to let go, and she still had palpitations until now.

Ye Xiaoman was not surprised by her reaction, although her granddaughter was indeed extraordinary, but, after all, there was too much level gap between them.

With her by her side, she always unconsciously restrains her coercion, not to mention, she usually doesn't have the opportunity to watch her fighting at all.

took out a tranquilizing pill and asked Gu Zhen to take it, Ye Xiaoman stroked her hair lightly, and said softly: "Zhen'er, as a monk, it is necessary to have a sense of fear, but if there is a demon in our heart because of this, it will be beneficial to our cultivation." ”

"Grandmother, don't worry, Zhen'er won't affect her Dao heart because of this!" Gu Zhen said to Ye Xiaoman.