Chapter 664, Moving Mountains!

Further is heaven, and one step back is hell.

These are the two different results of climbing the Heavenly Path and the different feelings that come with different results.

Some people will find it strange, since it is so difficult to climb the Heavenly Dao, why not just quit when it is difficult to make a choice? If it doesn't work this time, climb next time, and if it doesn't work next time, try again next time.

This time it's for you to cut your love, and next time maybe it's just for you to cut off your hair and cut your hemorrhoids - it's much easier to accept than becoming a stone man with a 'heart of ice in a jade pot', right?

If it was really that easy, how could there be countless people lamenting the difficulty of the Heavenly Dao?

You can climb whenever you want, and how can there be the 'tipping point of breakthrough' that people often talk about?

When will there be a breakthrough? Whether there is a chance to break through or not, this is an intuition, a kind of perception -- there are people who have practiced penance all their lives, suddenly realized before dying, sat on the wall, and climbed the Heavenly Dao Realm overnight, and there are also immature children who have entered the Heavenly Dao Realm unknowingly. Of course, such cases are rare and exceptional.

Martial artists like Ye Wenrou who had already begun to climb the Heavenly Dao at the age of Ruhua were also rare, and most of them began to take this step in the middle and prime of life at the age of thirty-four. Because the martial artists of that time period were knowledgeable enough and accumulated deep enough, both their mental state and physical situation were at their peak. Prepare all the basic conditions to the best, and then take this step steadily when the opportunity comes, the chance of success will be greater.

If you fail to climb, not only do you not enter the realm of the Heavenly Dao, but are injured by the Heavenly Dao, then the gains really outweigh the losses.

This is also the reason why the Ye family attaches so much importance to Ye Wenwen's retreat breakthrough, because no one wants to bear the loss of failure.

Even if Ye Wenrou didn't climb heaven at this time, at least she would be a strong person in the asking period. With her natural talent, it is a sure thing to enter the Heavenly Dao Realm in time-

However, if the ascent failed, the Ye family not only did not have one more Heavenly Dao Realm master, but would lose a Dao Stage Master - it was easy to find a Dao Stage master, but it would be difficult to find such a young and well-qualified Dao Stage Master.

"I can't kill you—I can't kill you—" Ye rolled softly on the stone slab, her hands desperately holding her head, eager to pull her head off her neck.

She couldn't kill Fang Yan, she was reluctant to cut off the root of her love-

A sword goes down, and you will forget your love for life.

Otherwise, her backlash from the Heavenly Dao would be even stronger.

It was so painful that it felt like my head was about to explode.

Countless images swirled in his mind, countless voices shouted in his ears, and the amount of information like sea water rushed towards his mind.

She's going crazy!

Ye Wenrou's body was sweating constantly, secreting a large amount of sweat.

When the water in the body is cleared, it starts to smoke.

The smoke first dried her clothes, dried her body, and burned her whole body red—like a shrimp.

When Fang Yan pushed open the stone door and broke in, he saw white smoke billowing from the room, and the entire stone room was shrouded in smoke.

"Ye Wenrou-" Fang Yan shouted out loud.

The stone chamber was not large, and the smoke could not hide his sharp eyes.

He heard the sound of rolling on the floor, and quickly rushed over and hugged Ye Wenwen.

"Ye Wenrou-" Fang Yan's palm touched Ye Wenrou's body, and he felt burned.

It's like hugging a little sun, how many degrees does this have to be?

Even so, Fang Yan was still reluctant to put Ye Wenrou's body back on the floor-

"Ye Wenrou—" Fang Yan shouted Ye Wenrou's name loudly. "Ye Wenrou, wake up quickly—what do you feel uncomfortable?"

Her mind was a mess, and she had gradually lost her sense of self.

She just shouted the words 'can't kill' and 'can't kill you' over and over again to strengthen her belief, because she was worried that her behavior would no longer be under her control after falling into 'chaos'.

Her eyes were getting heavier, her head was getting heavier, and she felt like she was going to die. Because she was choked by the powerful ghost that Fang Yan had conjured up, her throat was dry and hot, and she was almost unable to breathe.

In a blur, she heard Fang Yan's voice.

"Fang Yan—" Ye Wenwen shouted.

Her voice was hoarse, and blood seeped out as she spoke. Her mouth was covered in blood, dripping from the corners of her mouth, and she looked shocking.

"Ye Wenrou-Ye Wenrou, you'll be fine-" Fang Yan hugged Ye Wenrou tightly, wanting her to feel her strength, wanting her to know that she was with her.

Fang Yan's palm pressed on Ye Wenrou's back, wanting to transfer the true qi in his body into her body, gathering the strength of the two people to tide over this difficult time together.

However, as soon as the true qi in his palm was released and touched her body, it was violently pushed out by a powerful and incomparable force.

Squeezing out the strength exerted by Fang Yan was not over there, and he even wanted to attack the inside of his body along Fang Yan's palm—like a bloodsucking worm that wanted to occupy Fang Yan's body.

The current Ye Wenrou is like a living mountain in the active period, and the waves in her body are turbulent and the flames are monstrous.

Her body forms a cycle of self, forming a small universe of its own.

If there is no external force to intervene, it will continue to remain in this state, the temperature is getting higher and higher, the waves are getting bigger and bigger, and it may gradually extinguish, and the fire will die on its own.

If an external force intervenes, it starts to get irritable. It became a ferocious monster, grinning and gnawing, devouring all enemies who tried to offend-

Fang Yan's palm was bounced out, and his palm was hot and painful.

"Ye Wenrou—" Fang Yan exclaimed. He didn't dare to try it lightly, because if he was careless, the force he channeled into Ye Wenrou's body might be the flame that led to the eruption of the volcano.

What will Ye Wenrou look like after a volcanic eruption? Fang Yan didn't dare to imagine.

Ye Wen's body lay weakly in Fang Yan's arms, because the mouth kept bleeding, and even speaking was an unattainable thing-

She could only hug Fang Yan tightly, and wrapped her hot, burned-purple arm around Fang Yan's waist.

"Even if it's dead-" Ye Wenrou thought in her heart, "There are fewer regrets-"

When he thought about it like this, the pain on Ye Wenrou's face was alleviated a lot, and his body that was struggling desperately was also calmed down a lot.

"Ye Wenrou, you're going to be fine-I won't let you have anything-" Fang Yan's voice said with grief and indignation, his eyes were so decided. "Nothing can trouble me—hold on for a while, give me a moment—"

Yes, Fang Yan needs time.

It was difficult to use Tai Chi Qi to calm the riots in her internal organs#, and ordinary medical skills and medicines would certainly not be able to make her fever--it was too late to spend a lot of money to hire that money-hungry medical idiot.

What to do?

What should I do?

"Dead Wood in Spring-" An idea flashed in Fang Yan's mind, and he suddenly thought of the Taoist mastery 'Dead Wood Spring' that the old Taoist priest had performed in front of him.

Even the rotten wood can be rejuvenated, so that Ye Wenwen, who is trapped in a demonic obstacle and can't extricate himself, can return to a normal state, shouldn't it?

However, the old Taoist priest was on the mountain of Xixia - and possibly in other places -

The old guy doesn't see the end of the dragon, and he doesn't like to use high-tech communication tools. Even if he can be found, I'm afraid it will be a few days later-with Ye Wenrou's current physical condition, even if her physique is countless times better than ordinary people, I'm afraid she won't be able to last for two hours-

In two hours, what can Fang Yan do?

He wanted to use the 'Dead Wood in Spring' to heal Ye Wenrou, to calm her internal fire, to expel her demons - but he wouldn't.

He only realized the first stage of 'dead wood', but how did the second stage of 'spring' do it? How can you regain your life even though you have lost your life?

Fang Yan blamed himself in his heart.

If he had worked harder, if he hadn't been troubled by many mundane things, if he had been able to devote himself to practicing martial arts, if he had been able to stay with the old Taoist priest to see and learn more—perhaps he would have realized the connotation of 'dead wood in spring' by now. In that case, he can save Ye Wenrou with his hands-

"Why didn't you do that?" Fang Yan couldn't wait to slap himself dozens of times.

Ye Wenrou's body became hotter and hotter, and the black practice clothes she was wearing began to wrinkle and crack because of the loss of moisture.

Even so, her hands were still tightly clasped around Fang Yan's waist. There is no loose stance.

Her breathing became weaker and weaker, and Fang Yan's hand was on Ye Wen's chest—it was hard to feel her heartbeat.

"Ye Wenrou—" Fang Yan hissed.

Watching the most beloved woman die in his arms, but he can't do anything, is even more unacceptable than a thousand arrows piercing his heart.

"Fang Yan, you idiot, don't pull my braids-"

"Fang Yan, you bastard, dare to pick the plum blossoms I planted-"

"Fang Yan, you get up for me, don't lie on the ground and pretend to be dead-"

"Fang Huohuo, I'm going to kill you-"

"Fang Yan-"--"

Fang Yan's eyes were blood-red, and tears were falling down in large pieces.

Tears fell on Ye Wenrou's face, Ye Wenrou's eyelids moved with difficulty, but he still couldn't open his eyes to see-

"Ye Wenrou-" Fang Yan gritted his teeth and said: "You can't die-you said that you would kill me one hundred and twenty-six times, but you haven't done it yet-so you can't die-"

Fang Yan picked up Ye Wenrou's body and put it on the stone bed to lie down, and then put his palm flat on Ye Wenrou's navel.

Move mountains!

Fang Yan wanted to move the volcano in Ye Wenrou's body into his body.

Since that volcano needs to erupt, let it erupt in your own body. R1058