When Yang Yan decided, Uncle Cheng and Uncle Xuan both 'revealed' a hint of smile, relieved, and sighed deeply. The two of them have been sitting here for two months, waiting for Yang Yan to successfully return.

However, who knows how painful Yang Yan's heart is, if he can, he is naturally willing to give up the Flowing Cloud Divine Sword so that these two old men can live safely. However, providence is so, and it is destined. There are gains and losses, and no one can change the fact.

"Uncle Cheng, Uncle Xuan, then let's step back first. Liu Yun looked at the two old men and said softly. Then he walked out gently with Wang Chong.

In the room, silence returned again, and the two old men kept looking at Yang Yan, sometimes nodding lightly, sometimes smiling without saying a word. "Come, come and sit here. After a long time, Uncle Xuan said softly, and pointed to the dark gold 'colored' cloth in front of him with his eyes.

"Liuyun Divine Sword, the requirements for sword momentum are very high. "When Yang Yan sat down cross-legged, Uncle Cheng said. "So, in the process, you will feel a lot of pain, but it will be over after enduring. The Liuyun Divine Sword is integrated into the sword qi with the help of the power of heaven and earth, adding huge energy and destructive power. So, in a minute, you will see a trace of energy that is constantly integrated into your body. Now you retract your mind, feel the changes in your body carefully, and remember not to be distracted, otherwise, you will lose all your previous achievements and destroy people. ”

Yang Yan didn't speak, but carefully put away his mind, his breath was as heavy as the sea, and he didn't move. A moment later, a voice suddenly sounded in my ears. "Are you ready? Let's get started. It was Uncle Xuan's voice, and immediately, Yang Yan felt two warm air currents surging towards his body from both sides of his body.

Uncle Xuan and Uncle Cheng sat with their eyes closed. Uncle Xuan's left hand and Uncle Cheng's right hand were placed in the palm of his hand, and the energy of the light was 'intertwined' in a circle between the two palms, constantly flickering, closing and releasing it, and suddenly making the breath in the entire room become active. And Uncle Xuan's right hand and Uncle Cheng's left hand were on both sides of Yang Yan's body. Two streams of 'refined' pure energy were being continuously transmitted to Yang Yan's body through the arms of the second elder.

Yang Yan felt that his body was constantly expanding and being filled. The warm airflow was like a hot spring, soaking every cell in his body, making Yang Yan so comfortable that he could hardly help but get up. However, this feeling of comfort only lasted for half a minute, and as a trace of clear 'groan' sounded in the body, the intense pain suddenly surged from all directions like a 'tide'.

The originally peaceful face suddenly became hideous, and Yang Yan even felt that his meridians were being invaded step by step, becoming tattered. Then the meridians were wrapped in a huge amount of energy, and then slowly repaired.

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Removing the deficiencies, what is replaced is a new meridian and the fast-flowing energy breath in the meridians. Circle after circle, the energy continued to swim in the body, and as Uncle Xuan and Uncle Cheng continued to convey energy, Yang Yan's body reached an unprecedented level of madness.

As the energy continued to increase, the pain Yang Yan felt was also stronger, and he even felt that his body would burst in the next moment. But the burst of sensation just continued, but it didn't increase or decrease. Yang Yan bit his lip tightly, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans. Drop by drop, it kept falling, and it hit the placket.

Suddenly, Yang Yan's mind shook for a while, followed by a pain like turning over a river and a sea, instantly filling his entire mind, his head seemed to be filled with lead, and the only thing he could feel was pain! However, in this pain, Yang Yan vaguely saw faint figures constantly flying in his mind, which was the sword technique of the Liuyun Divine Sword.

Yang Yan didn't care about the pain, so he could only endure and try to write down the figures. After the last figure disappeared, he saw a trace of colorful light continuously seeping into his body from all around, and his body also made a soft sound. In the dantian, the vertical sword cyclone was even more like crazy at this time, spinning rapidly, constantly absorbing the energy from the outside world.

The golden 'colored' ball in the sword cyclone was even more radiant, and soon, Yang Yan was shrouded in a golden 'color' light, quietly comprehending every move and style of the Liuyun Divine Sword. I don't know how long it took, Yang Yan fell into silence.

And the room is still full of golden light. Uncle Cheng and Uncle Xuan slowly opened their eyes, withdrew their hands, and glanced at each other, their eyes were full of hope, but also full of tiredness, and the light in their eyes was no longer there, and it was much dimmer.

"Come and find Fang He to come in,......" After a pause, Uncle Xuan looked out of the 'door' and said softly.

Liu Yun and Wang Chong naturally did not leave, and both of them stayed quietly outside the 'door', waiting for orders. Hearing Uncle Xuan's voice at this time, he naturally knew that Yang Yan had finished it, so he didn't dare to slack off, so he quickly ran away and called Fang He over.

Fang He has also been here for a while, although he has become a waste now, but the two old men have helped him a lot. He learned a lot of just some ways to strengthen his body. Today's body is even stronger.

Fang He, dressed in a blue 'colored' robe, followed closely behind Liu Yun and ran towards the backyard non-stop. When he saw where Wang Chong was standing, a trace of worry rose in his heart. The two old men lived here, and he naturally knew, but he was called over for some reason.

Liu Yun didn't care what Fang He thought in his heart, when the latter walked to the 'door', Liu Yun quickly pushed the ** 'door', pushed Fang He in, and then quickly closed the 'door'.

When Fang He stepped into the room, he was immediately attracted by that piece of golden light, how familiar this aura was, and when he was about to call Yang Yan's name, he suddenly felt a powerful suction force that sucked him into the room. Before he could react, his head sank and he didn't know anything.

This is actually something that Liu Yun and the others have planned a long time ago. It's not that Fang He couldn't be saved, but it wasn't worth saving at that time. If you want to repair a person's dantian, in addition to the sword god, only the Liuyun Sword Sect, a sect 'sect' that is good at using 'medicine', can do it. Because the Liuyun Sword Technique was able to attract the power of heaven and earth, Fang He was receiving healing from the two old men at this time.

At the beginning, the Liuyun Divine Sword had not yet found the inheritor, so the two old men were naturally unwilling to cut off the back road of the Liuyun Divine Sword in order to save Xia He. Because, with the cultivation of the two of them, after saving Xia He, they can only go with it, and they have no power to return to the sky.

Fang He, who was sleeping, naturally didn't know that with the joint efforts of Uncle Cheng and Uncle Xuan, a trace of colorful light was pouring into his body. And after bypassing the intricate meridians, they continue to converge at the dantian. The dantian is also being repaired little by little under the nourishment of energy.

Uncle Cheng and Uncle Xuan's faces have become paler and paler, and their breath is getting weaker and weaker, and the beads of sweat on their foreheads show that they are tired. It's just that they have nothing to worry about at this time, and the only thing they can think of is to do the last thing well and heal Fang He.

Outside the 'door', feeling the energy that continued to seep into the room, Liu Yun's ** calm face, if it weren't for the support of these two old men, how could the Liuyun Sword Sect have the reputation it has today. However, they are about to leave, just like their own father, and he, the son, can only watch with his eyes open, and he cannot make any useful efforts.

Wang Chong sighed and patted Liu Yun on the shoulder heavily, signaling him not to be upset. But Wang Chong's heart was the same, extremely heavy and very sad.

This was two days, and when the colorful light in the room finally dissipated, Fang He finally opened his eyes. Suddenly, he felt that there was a majestic aura emanating from his surroundings, and when he looked closely, he found that those breaths were coming from his body.

"Could it be...... Could it be ......" Fang He couldn't believe that this was true, but after carefully observing himself, he realized that everything in front of him was not a dream. I couldn't help but shout loudly in excitement. "Haha...... I'm fine, I'm finally not a wreck......"

At this time, Liu Yun and Wang Chong also hurriedly pushed the 'door' in, feeling the powerful aura in Fang He's body, and both of them also seemed a little happy. However, happiness is only a matter of moments. Because behind Fang He, there were still two old men who had lost their breath.

Gray-haired, haggard-faced, each other's hands supporting each other, still like a rock, sitting cross-legged on the ground. The head, hanging deeply in front of the **, without a trace of life. They left, just now, when Fang He's dantian was completely restored, the last trace of energy they had to maintain their 'essence' spirit was finally consumed, and they used their last 'essence' to save Fang He again.

Feeling the strange gaze of Liu Yun and the others, Fang He also quickly put away his smile and turned around in fear. When he saw the figures of Uncle Xuan and the others, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, tears finally welled up, and then he knelt on the ground with a 'bang' and knocked his head three times.

Uncle Cheng and Uncle Xuan are undoubtedly Fang He's reborn parents, not only kept his ** life at the beginning, but also used the last 'essence' in his life to repair his dantian and leap into the ranks of Sword Venerables. What flowed in the body seemed to be not sword qi, but the blood of the two old men.

Fang He pressed his head tightly to the ground, and hot tears ran down his forehead, falling continuously, and soon beat a large piece of cloth. At this moment, he thought of his mother, the scene of being chased and killed by the Ouyang Huo family, the two old men who saved the lives of others, and the 'Jing' Hua that burned in the end...... He also knew very well that because of this, the two old men were precisely because of Chu Yan at the beginning, although Chu Yan was dead, but the Ice and Snow Temple had to pay the price!

At this moment, the golden light in the room suddenly closed, and a clear figure suddenly appeared in the sight of the three people. Yang Yan opened his eyes suddenly, and two golden lights burst out of his eyes proudly, and disappeared in a flash.