The Taoist master placed forty-nine candles and began to cast spells.

Chu Nangong was the main formation, he controlled the operation of the formation, and with the help of the Haoran righteousness of the Tiangang Array, he resolved the evil qi for Chu Yun.

Zhilan watched from the side, only to see that Chu Yun's body was bubbling with a trace of blood, his body was full of cold sweat, and his muscles were red.

A few hours later, the forty-nine candle lights went out, the Tiangang Array stopped working, and Chu Nangong sighed, condensing the last strength of the Tiangang Array in the center of Chu Yun's eyebrows, turning into a crimson flame mark.

"The gods are made of resentment and evil qi, and the sword qi is turbulent, and we can't resolve it." Chu Nangong said.

"Why is this happening?" Zhilan's delicate body trembled, and tears slid down.

"The main thing is that Chu Shaoxia is seriously injured, his body is too weak to withstand the power of the Tiangang Array and the evil qi, if we forcibly expel the evil qi, I am afraid that the evil qi is not exhausted, he will not be able to support it, unless it is ......" Chu Nangong said.

"Unless what?" Zhilan asked.

"Unless someone can help him bear the evil qi together, but this process is very painful, and he will suffer from the evil qi, and this person must have the same mind with Chu Shaoxia and work together to resolve the evil qi, otherwise the evil qi will not be removed, and another life will be added." Chu Nan is fair.

"Now we can only let him come to his senses and see if he still has any unfulfilled wishes."

Chu Yun's eyelids trembled, and he gradually came to his senses.

He looked at the scene in the room, saw the five hidden masters of Taoism, and asked curiously: "Where am I, who are you?"

He was weak and unable to speak.

"This is Huangshan, and we are all Taoist idlers living in seclusion." Chu Nan is fair.

"Thank you to a few seniors for saving me." Chu Yundao.

Although he was unconscious, he could guess something.

Although Zhilan is strong, he is no match for the Yin and Yang Family Protector, he is still alive, and someone must save him.

They call themselves Taoist hermits, and it must be them who save themselves, except for Taoist masters, he doesn't know a few people who can save people from the hands of the Yin and Yang family protectors.

"Chu Shaoxia saved the Taoist family in danger, and we have to thank Shaoxia for his kindness!" Chu Nan is fair.

Chu Yun's face was pale, he saw Zhilan and saw that she was fine, and a touch of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

"Does the young man have a wish that he wants to fulfill?" Chu Nangong asked.

Chu Yun shook his head and said weakly: "How can there be so many wishes, my wishes have already been fulfilled."

Chu Nangong sighed helplessly, they walked out of the room, Chu Yun wanted to get up, but his body was numb and he couldn't exert his strength.

Zhilan came over to help him up, but Chu Yun shouted coldly, "You go away!"

The air in the room froze, Chu Yun closed his eyes, and said, "When the ovary reminded you that you were the Rain Priest, I found countless reasons for you, and I always said to myself in my heart that you are not the Rain Priest, or the conspiracy of the Yin and Yang family."

"Even if there is a 1 in 10,000 chance, I want to believe you, but the result is my stupidity, and it is my unwillingness to be sober that I hurt the predecessors of Wuyazi."

Zhilan's delicate body trembled, and she wanted to speak again, Chu Yun said: "If you want to be exquisite, I can give it to you, but don't say anything about your position, since you can't help yourself, you shouldn't appear again."

Chu Yun was very excited, the wound cracked, and the blood stained his clothes red.

The atmosphere was cold for a while, and Chu Yun was never able to sit up.

"What can I do!" Zhilan muttered, her voice was very small, as if she was talking to herself.

She walked out of the room and gently closed the door.

"I decided." She said.

"You think clearly, the Tiangang Array may not be able to heal Chu Shaoxia's injuries, and you may all die due to the erosion of evil qi." Chu Nangong said.

"It's hard for us to save him with certainty, and the odds are only five."

Chu Yun was injured too badly, and his meridians were eroded by the Sword Qi of the Sacrifice God, even if Zhilan helped him transfer most of the evil qi, it was still accompanied by a high risk.

"I have cultivated all things in water since I was a child, and I can help him expel evil qi, and the success rate has increased to ninety percent." Zhilan Road.

The Taoist master moves, and all things in the water are the sacred scriptures of the Yin and Yang family, and they need a suitable physique to cultivate, but this kind of physique is unique in ten thousand.

"You have to understand what you have to pay if you use water to soothe all things, and the Yin and Yang family attaches great importance to you who cultivate this holy scripture, if you break your cultivation, they will not let you go easily." Chu Nangong said solemnly.

Zhilan said resolutely: "I don't regret it, and I ask my seniors to rearrange the formation."

Chu Nangong nodded and said, "Okay, tonight, set up a formation to cast spells, and the success or failure depends on your creation."

Zhilan returned to the room and saw that Chu Yun was asleep, she reached out and gently stroked his face, her eyes were filled with tears, and said: "You always like to be strong, you always like to let yourself take risks, and then you are scarred, and what you show us is a smile."

"But you never know that there is a person who is always worried about the suffering you have endured, and you have said that you will wander the world after the cure of the poison, but you are involved in one struggle after another."

Chu Yun was dazed, as if he heard someone crying in his ear, he wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were too heavy, making him groggy.

Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable tenderness, and his heart suddenly rippled, like a bitter tenderness, gently soothing his impatient heart.

His pain was easing, and the tenderness fascinated him, longing to hold it firmly in his arms, until the tenderness subsided, and he still reluctantly twisted his body, and a soft murmur came from his ears.

Chu Yun woke up from his dream, the sky was faintly dawning, the rooster was crowing, and the light of the rising sun penetrated the window.

He rolled over, and the evil energy in his body was gone.

"Senior, what's going on?"

He walked to the hall and asked curiously.

After sleeping all night, he cleared the evil qi, and walked in front of the Yama Palace, which made him a little incredulous.

"This is Miss Zhilan who has endured a lot of pain for you, helping you get rid of your evil spirit, as long as you recuperate quietly in Huangshan for a month, you will be able to recover." Chu Nan is fair.

"What about her?" Chu Yun didn't see Zhilan, so he asked.

"She's gone." Chu Nan is fair.

Chu Yun felt a little inexplicably lost in his heart, feeling empty.

"Thank you seniors for saving your life." Chu Yundao.

Feeling thirsty, he picked up a cup of tea, but with a slight shake of his wrist, the cup fell.

"What's wrong with me?" Chu Yun asked.

His hands and feet were so weak that he couldn't even hold a teacup.

"Your meridians have been eroded and damaged by the evil qi of sacrificing the gods, and I am afraid that I will not be able to practice martial arts in this life." Chu Nan is fair.

Chu Yunleng was stunned for a long time, although he was out of danger and wanted to recuperate, but his martial arts were lost and he became an ordinary person, which made him unable to relax.

"It's okay to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, indulge in the mountains and rivers, why not." There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, without martial arts, it would be much more difficult to do things, and there would be danger at any time.

There are Taoist masters in Huangshan who live in seclusion and are very safe.

Chu Yun recuperated in Huangshan, rested at sunset, worked at sunrise, and lived an ordinary life.

There are no worldly troubles, no earthly hustle and bustle, and no more intrigue.