Duanmu Xu didn't care about the Yiyang Sect disciples around him, but threw a Guiyuan Pill into his mouth, as if it was a candy he ate when he was a child. However, this candy is very strong, and after it melts quickly, it turns into layers of mist and swells towards the spiritual sea.

Duanmu Xu cast a spell to guide, and slowly condensed these elixir mist in the spiritual sea, and immediately felt refreshed. When he looked at the big bluestone again, it was as if the big bluestone had also turned into the appearance of an elixir.

After some preparation, Duanmu Xu nodded to the high guards and signaled that it was time to start. One person admired the sword with his heart, and the other used his hand, and at the same time touched the big bluestone.

Duanmu Xu could once again look at the spiritual sea of the guards, or the torn wounds, one by one. But this time, he took the initiative to channel the aura into those wounds. Those wounds are like a bottomless ravine, constantly absorbing these foreign aura.

Not long after, Duanmu Xu was already sweating profusely, and after smoothing out a wound, he had to interrupt this aura evacuation.

Wu Nian stared nervously, and hurriedly handed over a Guiyuan Pill, and after Duanmu Xu took it, he put it directly into his mouth, pranayama again, and refined. The medicinal effect once again converged on the spiritual sea, and Duanmu Xu also guided it with ease. However, his mind at this time was on the spell just now.

The aura came out of his own spiritual sea, through the heart of the sword, and then through the big bluestone, in this process, the aura seemed to be automatically transmitted, without his guidance. But why can he be without thoughts? He faintly felt that this big bluestone was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, and there should be many doorways in it.

After refining the second Guiyuan Pill, Duanmu Xu began to convey aura again. This time, he couldn't completely heal a wound, and he felt that his aura was not continuous.

After Guiyuan Dan was taken again, Duanmu Xu began a new round of spell casting and treatment.

The sky became dark, and a circle of everlasting lights lit up outside the big bluestone.

Under the flickering light, Duanmu Xu's originally pale face gradually turned rosy. However, in the process of taking medicine several times and then treating the aura, he found that the effect of the aura transformed into each pill of Guiyuan Pill to repair wounds gradually weakened. The first pill could almost smooth a wound, but the second pill was almost much worse. Pushing in turn, he felt more and more struggling.

The disciples of the Yiyang Sect who were surrounding the big bluestone protected the circle of ever-bright lanterns in front of them, preventing anything related to this treatment from breaking in, not even allowing the wind.

Everyone knows how important this treatment is, and no one has ever seen Uncle Wu Nian so nervous.

After Duanmu Xu took the Guiyuan Pill again, he continued to breathe and refine the medicinal power.

If you look overhead, the night of Zhongnan Mountain is the same as the night on Leyou Plain, and those stars are still out of reach.

Duanmu Xu remembered what Uncle Huangfu said, "Do your best to conquer the Xian River, carefully pour the Beidou, and Vientiane is a guest." "He doesn't have that much courage, but that doesn't stop him from thinking that these stars are really beautiful.

The Beidou in the sky is indeed a bit like a spoon for scooping wine, and Uncle Huangfu wants to use this spoon to pour wine to entertain guests from the sky, but what about himself?

For the time being, he didn't have any ideas, and when he looked down at the big bluestone, he suddenly found that the handwriting on it was arranged a little strangely. Because of the stone pattern, the above seven sentences are arranged irregularly.

Avenue Changsheng Portal,

Who is the Word,

Danding tight collection,

Fang Shicheng was desperate.

Heart,

Heart,

Just go to Penglai Immortal Road.

"Hey," Duanmu Xu suddenly found that the direction of these seven sentences was very similar to the Big Dipper in the sky.

After pondering again, the position of the Big Dipper corresponds to the handwriting on the bluestone, which is exactly the beginning of each sentence.

"Dadao Danfang has a heart. ”

Duanmu Xu lost his mind slightly, this is no coincidence, there must be a mystery that ordinary people can't solve. While refining the Guiyuan Dan, he was carefully observing the layout and trend of the seven lines of words on the bluestone. The position of the Big Dipper is alluded to by the first word, but what about the subsequent words?

Duanmu Xu was immersed in thought, Wu Nian and the others thought that he had consumed too much continuous refining pills, and they were also waiting patiently beside him.

After coming back from his contemplation, although he couldn't realize anything again, Duanmu Xu wrote down the handwriting trend on the entire bluestone, and pondered it carefully when he had time later.

The subsequent aura delivery and healing were smoother, and although the effectiveness of the repair became weaker and weaker, the refining of Duanmu Xuan was more skillful, and the control of aura was more accurate.

The night changed from thick to light, and Zhongnan Mountain ushered in the dawn.

The high guards also ushered in a new life.

After Duanmu Xu had refined eighty-one pills, he could barely repair the wounds.

Duanmu Xu was pranayama cross-legged, and so were the high guards next to him.

Wu Nian's face was filled with eagerness and ecstasy, eager to hear the final results of the treatment from the guards, but he could roughly guess from the changes in his junior brother's face.

Although the consumption was huge this time, Duanmu Xu felt that the harvest was huge. Not only the remaining medicinal power of the eighty-one pills in his body, but also through this special view of others, he wondered if he could also heal Uncle Huangfu in the future.

After finishing pranayama, Duanmu Xu watched as the high guard beside him also got up from meditation and bowed deeply to himself. He hurriedly helped him up, and shouted in his mouth, "Gao Daoyou, why bother with such a big gift." ”

"Bai Daoyou, he has the grace of regeneration for Gao, and if he needs it in the future, Gao will not hesitate to break his bones. Gao Wei's words were sincere, he could feel that the injuries in the spiritual sea were basically healed, as long as he breathed well, took some pills, and after regenerating the aura, there was a great hope that the spiritual fluid would be condensed again and enter the middle realm.

The whole spiritual palace was filled with a cheerful atmosphere. This is since their senior uncle returned to the mountain from injury, Xuanyi and other disciples finally felt relieved. Their eyes when they looked at Duanmu Xu were also full of gratitude, and they had long forgotten the unhappiness of fighting for horses at the bottom of the mountain before.

When Duanmuxu insisted on going down the mountain to return to Huaishuo, the people who came to see him off were not the same as those who took him up the mountain. This time, there are Wu Nian real people, as well as Gao Guards, and Xuanyi and others who have known each other before.

Duanmu Xu rode on the horse, and there was still an additional pill given by Wu Nian on his body, and in the eyes of the people of the Yiyang Sect, he headed south.

Riding a gallop, he was anxious when he went north, but he was calm when he went south, although the situation in Huaishuo at this time must not be optimistic, but according to the analysis of Uncle Huangfu, as well as the cooperation of the four princes, he and Pan Zihan were not only without fault in this war, but also meritorious people.

When the time comes, with the help of this military exploit, it will be time for him to come to the front of others. Although there must be a lot of blame in the follow-up, Uncle Huangfu explained that he would do things according to his heart, and everything would eventually see the light of day.

During this trip to Huaishuo, Duanmuxu did see a lot, experienced a lot, and did the killing and saving of people as explained by Uncle Huangfu. killed many Golden Horde soldiers, saved one Pan Zihan, and now saved another high guard. He looked at Xin Mujian beside him, and wondered if Zhao Luojia counted that time.

In any case, he is no longer a kitchen boy, nor is he a small team leader, he can go to a higher level to experience and accumulate strength.

After riding like the wind and resting for a night on the way, Duanmu Xu rushed back to Huaishuo Guancheng.

When passing through Huaishuo City, there were few residents in the city, presumably those who had fled to other places had not yet had time to return. In the open space outside the city, the traces of those fights are still faintly visible, but they were once dense

The bodies of the enemy soldiers and Huaishuo soldiers have long been cleaned up. The Yanzhi River is still flowing, and I don't care what happened here.

As soon as Duanmu Xu walked to the gate of the urn city, the soldiers rushed out and surrounded him.