Back in the dormitory, Wang Yan's mood couldn't calm down for a long time, Wang Yan was naturally not afraid of Ouyang Hao, but the black-clothed young man beside him made him bottomless. Shaking his head helplessly, he turned around and walked into Fang He's room.

"Boss, you're back. Seeing that Wang Yan was back, Qin Xiao hurriedly greeted him, and was relieved to see that Wang Yan was safe and sound. Fang He fell asleep deeply, not knowing that Wang Yan had returned.

Wang Yan put his finger to his mouth, made a silent movement, smiled reluctantly, and asked softly. "How's he doing?"

"Serious!" Looking at Fang He lying on the bed, Qin Xiao gritted his teeth and said. "His body is too weak now, and his meridians have been broken a lot, I'm afraid it will affect his cultivation in the future. ”

Although Fang He took a shower and changed his clothes under Qin Xiao's care, he was not as scary as he was at the beginning, but his face was as white as paper at some point, without the slightest blood, and his breathing sound was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and it was not stable at all.

"You go outside and buy some Eight Treasure Narcissus, and buy two thousand-year-old spirit branches. Well, there is also ginseng, preferably more than five grades. Throwing some gold coins to Qin Xiao, Wang Yan immediately ordered him to buy some herbs and come back, while he quickly sat down, helped Fang He up, and input some sword qi to Fang He to maintain his body stability.

Although he didn't know what these herbs were for, looking at Fang He's appearance, Qin Xiao also felt a heartache, and hurriedly went out with the money.

In the room, Wang Yan's eyes were closed, and he quietly pressed his hands on Fang He's ** back. As small streams of sword qi passed down Wang Yan's hands into Fang He's body, Fang He's face slowly began to improve, recovering a trace of blood. As Wang Yan imported more and more sword qi, beads of sweat began to slowly appear on Fang He's forehead, and white smoke slowly rose from his scattered hair.

Wang Yan remained motionless, like a statue, allowing the sword qi to continuously enter Fang He's body. Beads of sweat quietly climbed up Wang Yan's forehead, like faint crystals, jumping on his forehead. The beads of sweat grew bigger and bigger, slowly flowing downward, and constantly pooling together. One drop, two drops...... The beads of sweat the size of the bean could no longer be on their own, and they fell quietly down the smooth face, hitting the sheets, splashing small splashes.

"Wang ...... Flame...... and don't waste ...... The sword is angry, I know...... Own...... Body ......" Sensing that his body was constantly improving, Fang He frowned and said with difficulty.

"Don't speak, carefully comprehend the sword qi I entered, especially the route of the sword qi. Gritting his teeth, Wang Yan hurriedly said, and as he spoke, the strength between his hands increased a few points at the same time.

Since Fang He was in a deep sleep at the beginning, Wang Yan didn't dare to let too much sword qi squeeze into Fang He's body to prevent more damage, now that Fang He had woken up, he could naturally control some of it by himself, so Wang Yan also increased the input of sword qi.

Fang He sighed comfortably, knowing that Wang Yan was persistent, he quickly closed his eyes and began to comprehend the trace of sword qi that Wang Yan had entered.

At the beginning, without Fang He's own traction and control, the sword qi could naturally only pass through the places where it could pass, like those places where the meridians were damaged, it couldn't go at all, and the effect achieved was far from good.

The sword qi entered from the Zhiyang acupoint, instantly passed through the chest cavity, and accumulated in the body. "Fortunately, the heart is not damaged," Wang Yan sighed secretly. After the sword qi turned around in the heart, it began to split into two and disperse to both sides. The sword qi on the right side went straight into the right arm, and everywhere it passed, the meridians all increased by a few points. Although his right hand only suffered some skin trauma, the expansion of the meridians still caused Fang He to grit his teeth and cry out in pain. Finally, the sword qi smoothly walked through the circle on the right hand and converged towards the middle acupoint again.

The sword qi flowing to the left hand was not so easy, at the beginning, it was similar to the right hand, it was relatively smooth, but when it passed through the most acupoint of the hole, the front was like a boulder, blocking the advance of the sword qi heavily.

"Fang He, next I will increase the sword qi to help you open up the meridians at the most acupuncture point of the hole, you must hold back. Wang Yan's hand slightly increased the strength, and slowly increased the sword qi, pointing directly at the most acupoint of the hole in his left hand. Fang He's left hand was fractured, presumably near Kong's most acupoint, and at the same time, it also disturbed the meridians, causing his breath to be messy.

"Ah......" The pain that burst into his left arm hit every nerve in Fang He's body deeply, and he couldn't help but scream. Clenched his teeth, his lips had begun to redden, and in the blink of an eye, he saw blood slowly flowing out.

The sword qi was constantly converging towards Fang He's left hand, and if anyone else saw it, they would definitely see that the muscles on Fang He's left hand were constantly expanding and contracting. Wang Yan didn't dare to use all his sword qi to open through the holes, in case one of them was not good, it would lead to the real scrapping of his left hand. The beads of sweat on Wang Yan's forehead were no less than Fang He's, but he didn't know that he was now only focused on Fang He.

Wang Yan slowly fed in sword qi and kept attacking towards Fang He's left hand. Fang He's heart felt as if he was feeling his own heart, and he could only hear the constant thumping sound on his left hand.

Suddenly, Fang He only heard a pop, and he felt that his left hand was surprisingly loose, and the sword qi surged up, instantly passing through the Lie Que Acupoint and reaching the Yangchi Acupoint. Hearing Fang He's voice, Wang Yan hurriedly stopped the input of sword qi, he knew that the hole was already open, if he continued to enter, I was afraid that the meridians of the entire hand would be broken alive.

After the sword qi was able to pass through the most acupuncture points of the hole, everything behind it was relatively smooth, but Fang He's left hand at this time. From the most acupuncture point of the hole to the back of the hand, the meridians are twice as large as the right hand. The sword qi also returned to the body. After the two sword qi converged, one went straight down and went straight to the dantian.

Then, the sword qi swung straight down, walked through the two feet respectively, and rushed through several serious meridian blockages, forming an organic circulation in the body.

With Wang Yan's help, the messy aura in Fang He's body slowly returned to normal, and his face became much better-looking, but he still needed to be recuperated.

Sensing that Fang He's meridians were almost there, Wang Yan slowly withdrew his hands. Only then did he realize that the clothes on his body were already soaked, and even the orders he placed on him were wet, so he smiled bitterly and got out of bed gently. Quietly stayed on the side, observing Fang He's every move.

Fang He's whole body was also covered with sweat, and the upper body of ** was as if he had just come out of the water. The body is red and purple, and it looks extremely embarrassed. But at this time, he sat quietly on the bed, slowly running his sword qi and conditioning his body. Those who don't know will definitely think that Fang He fell asleep in such a position.

Time passed imperceptibly, as if the world had stood still. Fang He sat on the bed like a bell, letting beads of sweat continue to flow. And Wang Yan, like a door god, sat motionless in front of the bed, staring at Fang He on the bed.

The sword qi kept running in his body according to Fang He's will, and everywhere he passed, the original messy aura was all melted into the sword qi. The sword qi is also more and more, bigger and bigger, constantly transforming all the meridians. When the sword qi returned to the dantian, the originally dry dantian had become full of spring at this time.

"Hmm, that's not right!" Sensing that the dantian's sword qi was secretly draining, Fang He couldn't help but be shocked and secretly amazed.

"What's wrong?Fang He?" Seeing that Fang He suddenly frowned, Wang Yan hurried up and asked eagerly.

"I ...... My dantian ...... It seems to be ......," Fang He said with difficulty.

"Is there something wrong with the dantian?" Wang Yan asked in surprise when he heard the dantian. It seems that this matter is not trivial, if the dantian is abolished, not only will all the sword qi practiced in front of him disappear, but I am afraid that in the future, I will not think about being able to dance in the way of the sword.

Fang He nodded lightly, his brows furrowed even tighter.

Wang Yan hurriedly climbed onto the bed again, put his hands on his back, and hurriedly output a sword qi that swung straight at Fang He Dantian.

The sword qi soon arrived outside the dantian, and at this time, it was obvious that the sword qi in the dantian was constantly draining outward, although the speed of loss was not fast, but at this moment, the kung fu was almost one-twentieth less.

Wang Yan hurriedly controlled his sword qi and pounced on the dantian, but the sword qi came to a position where Gao Dantian was still an inch away, and he couldn't advance for half a minute.

Frowning, Wang Yan hurriedly increased his strength, wanting to enter the dantian in one fell swoop. But no matter how hard he tried, his sword qi couldn't move forward at all, which also made it difficult for Wang Yan.

"Fang He, can you control the sword qi in the dantian now? If you can, you try to compress all the sword qi together, the smaller the better, but don't exceed your own ability, otherwise the backlash of the sword qi is not something you can withstand now. After trying several times, the sword qi could not advance at all, Wang Yan asked tentatively.

Hearing Wang Yan's words, Fang He naturally didn't hesitate for a moment, and hurriedly tried to compress the sword qi. With Fang He's efforts, the sword qi slowly moved towards the center of the dantian, and the sword qi that disappeared outward became less and less. Feeling the sword qi of the dantian moving inward again, Wang Yan hurriedly controlled the sword qi to move towards the dantian. Finally, the sword qi was considered to have entered a few points, but it still did not enter the dantian, and there was no way to know what was wrong with the dantian.

"Compress a little more. Wang Yan hurriedly urged.

Fang He bit Seven, trying to bear the pain brought by his whole body, and once again compressed the sword qi in the dantian.

But no matter how hard Fang He tried, the sword qi just didn't shrink by half a point, the beads of sweat kept sliding down his forehead, and his face became a little pale again, just when Fang He increased his strength again, he only heard a snort, and the compressed sword qi finally resisted.

All the sword qi in the dantian spurted out at the same time, and Wang Yan's sword qi was undoubtedly squeezed out of his body and directly mixed into the air in the room.

The green sword qi instantly spread outside Fang He's body, and Fang He almost turned into a green man. The sword qi continued to be released, and almost instantly, the sword qi hit Wang Yan's body.

The sudden sword qi made Wang Yan at a loss for a while, and his body retreated straight away, until he was forced to the wall.

Airplanes......

There was a sudden muffled sound in the room, and Wang Yan's body suddenly shone with golden light, and the golden light instantly filled the entire room.

"Ah......" Qin Xiao hurriedly ran in from outside, but the moment he pushed open the door of Fang He's room, the whole person flew out heavily and fell heavily in the center of the hall.