Ye Yuntian said this, suddenly raised his head and closed his eyes, and stopped, trying to calm down the mood that began to fluctuate. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Ye Er was snuggled in his arms, so he didn't even notice that Ye Yuntian's face had begun to turn pale.

Ye Yuntian continued: "All the inner disciples seem to have disappeared in the world, and my Baicao Sect has been forgotten by the world, and even the Baicao Group has changed hands, and the original Baicao Hall has also been replaced by the Imperial Grass Hall.

It wasn't until I went out again yesterday that I accidentally found Elder Ouyang.

After careful discussion, it became clear that seven of the twelve elders had been killed that night. The remaining three elders also got together by chance not long ago.

But there were two others, but no one was alive, and no body was dead.

They hope that Uncle I will be the tenth generation of Baicaomen masters, recall Baicaomen people, and let Baicaomen reappear in front of the world and restore the past scenery.

But in the past four years, my old wounds have not healed.

Now this body is almost useless, and this crippled body is not much better than a wasted person!

I've been living hard all these years just to find out the truth.

Avenge your father, your mother, and your grandfather, but for the past four years, I have been the same as I was back then, except that I know that there were two waves of people who pursued and killed us back then, and I have not made any progress at all, and nothing else has been found. ”

Speaking of this, Ye Yuntian stopped again, his voice had changed a little, with a hint of choking, and his body began to tremble slightly.

Ye Er suddenly noticed that Ye Yuntian's emotions seemed to be a little out of control, and quickly raised his head.

Only then did he find that Ye Yuntian's face was getting whiter and paler, and he was immediately anxious.

But he didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to put his arms around his waist and said, "Uncle... Uncle... Don't say it again, Ye'er knows, Ye'er actually knows everything, it's not your fault, don't blame yourself... ”

"No, it's your uncle's incompetence!" Ye Yuntian suddenly said sharply: "I am ashamed of my master, your father and mother, how can a person like me be able to take charge of Baicaomen, and how can I lead Baicaomen to glory again, I 。。。。。。 ”

Speaking of this, his face suddenly appeared painful, and he covered his heart with a muffled snort.

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In the early autumn morning, at the foot of the Goddess Peak of the Sumeru space, the green vines surrounded by the roofs of the three elegant cabins, some of the leaves are old, and the leaves are red, green and yellow, guarding the three wooden houses in layers.

The ginkgo biloba leaves by the lake have begun to gradually glow with a golden sheen. There is a hint of white mist wafting through the murmuring lake. In the green grass on the shore, there are occasionally small flowers of various colors, and occasionally some small animals will rush from one part of the grass to another.

But on this quiet morning, a faint and almost inaudible exclamation came from one of the cabins. It was so brief that it almost felt like it had never appeared, and it was scattered in the autumn morning light.

In the cabin, Ye Er knelt in front of the bed at this time, crying silently and sadly, her little face looked haggard, her face was stained with tears, and her ruddy little mouth kept sobbing, which looked infinitely pitiful.

On the bed, Ye Yuntian's eyes were closed, and he fainted again. The handsome face was bloodless at this time, and even in a coma, he still frowned beautifully.

Ye Er trembled all over and shouted softly: "Uncle... Uncle... ”

It turned out that he had just been too excited and caused the injury again

"What to do? By the way, look for Grandpa Sanmei and Uncle Kim... No, they can't save Uncle either... It's still up to you. Ye Er muttered to herself, anxiously kneeling beside the bed.

Gently pulling up the young man's slender jade-like palm, the originally warm palm became slightly cold at this time, and he only felt a colic in his heart, and he couldn't help but tears burst out of his eyes again.

But he immediately raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, shook his little head, covered his forehead and inhaled, pursed his mouth, and scolded himself fiercely in his heart: "Don't cry anymore!" What's the use of crying?

I just told my uncle yesterday that I would protect him in the future, and I would definitely raise his body well. What are you doing now?

Since I was able to save my uncle yesterday, I can also save him today. If you cry again, it will be too late. ”

Thinking of this, the two little hands quickly wiped away all the tears on their faces.

Suddenly stood up, closed his eyes, folded his hands, and said softly:

"The sky is above, Ye'er begs you to bless me for being able to save my uncle! No matter what price Ye'er has to pay! After finishing speaking, he was about to make any moves, when suddenly a nice voice came into his mind, and Ye Er was suddenly shocked, and the look on his face was uncertain.

But soon she returned to normal, and in thought, her face immediately became resolute, as if she had made up her mind. His hands quickly sealed, and he shouted: "Purple Lotus Soul Seed, go!" ”

In the depths of Ye Er's black eyes, at this time, the extremely mysterious golden charms were being combined and arranged in a regular way. The two-colored slender vines that reappeared in the white and tender little hands flew towards Ye Yuntian's chest quickly.

When he came to the top of Ye Yuntian's chest, he suddenly stopped. The windward turned into a vine about a meter tall and the thickness of a baby's wrist.

Ye Er's hands continued to stop, but as her movement of sealing slowly slowed down, a large number of beads of sweat began to appear on her forehead, and she seemed to be starting to become a little struggling.

The roots of the purple carrot soul vine suddenly began to grow a lot of roots, piercing straight into Ye Yuntian's heart, and even the two-color vines began to grow upside down and burrowed into Ye Yuntian's chest and heart.

Then the root of the green vine begins to grow a small fruit.

The fruit grows from the size of a grape to the size of a pigeon's egg, and its color begins to change, making it look like a small pink lantern, which is so delicate that you can't help but take a bite.

Ye Er was a little surprised, but without hesitation, he waved his little hand, and the pink fruit fell off the roots of the vine and floated towards Ye Yuntian's chest, straight into his heart.

At the moment when the pink fruit submerged into Ye Yuntian's chest, Ye Er's little face turned pale for a while.

But she didn't stop there, more golden shattered light appeared in the depths of her eyes, and the light was arranged and swirled, so deep that it was like an abyss, which could make people fall into it without hesitation, and lose their souls.

She was carefully watching the pink fruit enter. After tossing for a full quarter of an hour, Ye Er's hands moved together, flipped over the seal, and the purple carrot soul vine finally broke away from Ye Yuntian's chest, shrunk to its original size, and returned to Ye Er's palm.

It's just that it looks not only smaller, but also a little embarrassed.

The little girl sighed, wiped the sweat on her face, thought about it and didn't feel at ease, fed Ye Yuntian two Yuan Luodan, and poured a bottle of the original solution of Baicao Manna Dew.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ye Er looked at Ye Yuntian's handsome face, which had once again recovered a trace of blood, and frowned. I thought in my heart that Ye Yuntian's mood fluctuations were too strong.

If you wake up and get emotional, you can't think you're going to perform requiem.

Requiem is the first form of the "Seven Forms of Soul Suppression" exercise.

The practitioner can comfort the patient with eye contact and words, or if there is physical contact with the patient, a handshake or a simple hug can soothe the patient's emotions.

Modern doctors believe that this is the role of psychology.

For example, the sequelae and panic disorder caused by various major accidents or events.

However, for the inner disciples of the Baicao Sect, if they use the two-handed seal to rely on the soul power, and turn the spiritual power into a spell to expand the effect of the requiem.

For example, for the taste simulation in the scene simulation, you need to use spiritual support.

This kind of deep soul soothing can quickly calm the nerves of the originally irritable and tired recipients, and achieve the effect of stabilizing the mind.

In order to remove the psychological shadow of the patient, it is permanent.

As for whether you need to sleep, it depends on the willingness of the caster.

I don't know how many times more advanced than hypnosis.

The Yellow Rank Elementary Great Perfection and above can be cast, if the difficulty of the first form is judged by using five stars as the highest difficulty, this is one star of difficulty.

If something goes wrong with the soul of a cultivator, then the foundation of the Dao will be destroyed.

Even if you are reincarnated, I am afraid that you will not be able to resume your cultivation again.

The essence of Baicaomen's soul suppression technique is the soul repair technique, which is manifested in the form of seven styles or seven techniques, called the seven styles of soul suppression.