Inside a quaint and elegant wooden house.

The white-clothed masked girl was standing by the bed at this time, the white clothes on her chest had been stained red with blood, her towering chest was rising and falling, and Danfeng's eyes were full of endless eagerness and care. On the edge of the bed sat a figure in a gray robe, holding the wrist of the white mummy on the bed.

The white mummy was lying on the bed, covered with white cloth except for the white cloth on his face that spared his eyes, mouth, and nose. His eyes were closed, his pale lips were chapped, and two or three pieces of withered skin were cocked over his head.

The white mummy lying on the bed was Chu Xingye.

"Grandpa Bai, how is he?!!" Han Xiyue stood beside Bai Lao and asked softly.

The gray-robed white old man had his eyes closed, a pinch of white beard on his chin, his skin was like a baby's skin, white and red, two black eyebrows stood quietly on the eye frame, and a braided hair was tied with a black rope at the back of his head.

The white-bearded old man withdrew his ruddy and white right hand from Chu Xingye's right hand bowl, opened his eyes, and said with a smile: "It's okay, he will wake up after lying down for five or six days." ”

The white-bearded old man is the existence of one of the three most powerful Xuan Medicine Masters of the Heavenly Xuan Dao Sect. And Xuan Yao Master is the general name of a type of person in the Xuan cultivation world who takes medicine as the cultivation path, just like a refiner, array mage, and puppet master.

The power of the Xuan Medicine Master can refine pills, improve people's cultivation, cure people's lives, and even kill people with medicine.

Save people in the visible, kill people in the invisible.

Let all the cultivators fear, love, and respect it.

The rarity of only one of the thousand Xuan cultivators who is a Xuan Yao Master is destined to be extraordinary, and the powerful generation of the Xuan Yao Master is even rarer than a rarity in the Xuan Cultivation Realm.

The basic condition for a person to become a Xuan Yao Shi is that the Xuan Root in the body has the dual attributes of fire and wood, and the dual-attribute Xuan cultivators are already rare in this world, and with the special status of the Xuan Yao Master, they are destined to not be an existence that ordinary Xuan cultivators can offend.

Every Xuan Yao Master is an important treasure of a sect, and every disciple who has the qualifications to become a Xuan Yao Master is the key training object of the sect.

Among the Xuan Yao masters, there are as follows: the one who is the most important in curing people is called the pharmacist, the one who is mainly engaged in alchemy is the one who is the one who kills people, and the one who is the one who is mainly murderous is called the poison master. All three of them are powerful and are revered as 'benevolent teachers'.

Call~~

Han Xiyue exhaled a breath, and this spit out all the worries that were pressed in her heart, and she was anxious, and the whole person floated in the air like a fluttering feather. The girl in white looked at Chu Xingye lying on the bed, her eyes shot a joyful light, warm, her eyelashes jumped slightly, and her face bloomed with summer joy.

Han Xiyue, who was dragged back from Chu Xingye's body, looked at Bai Lao.

Bai Lao turned his head, and the eyes of the two collided in the air, and there was a trace of inexplicable hesitation in the latter's sight.

"Grandpa Bai, just say what you have to say. Han Ziyun said.

Staring at the black eyes of the masked girl in white, Bai Lao sighed lightly! Turned his head to look at the little guy lying on the bed, he had to endure such a heavy suffering at such a young age, it was really hard for him to persist until now, he said: "A good thing, a bad thing, which one do you want to listen to first?"

"Is he really okay?"

"Did you ask the two questions together? Bai Lao rolled his eyes at Han Xiyue.

"Say it!" Han Ziyun looked at Chu Xingye, who was lying on the bed like a mummy, wondering if he was laughing or crying in his dream?

"The external and internal injuries suffered by his body can be alive after half a month as long as he takes the old man's medicine, which is not the old man's bragging. The old man is still confident in his medical skills, you see, this kid didn't even have a pulse just now, and now the pulse sounds like a drizzle. ”

"—Grandpa Bai, what are you talking about bad things?"

"You girl just don't have patience, what about your father? He's still outside? He still owes the old man a drink!

"Grandpa Bai, you diverted the conversation again—how is he?" Han Xiyue frowned, her voice eager.

"You girl is too much like your mother," Bai Lao covered his lips with his right hand, and it was too bad that the old man said the wrong thing again. Innocent blinking of his eyes.

"Go on!" Han Ziyun closed her eyes and opened her eyes again, the sadness in her eyes was swept away, but she didn't know how long the sadness in her heart would ferment in her heart!

"This kid has a big life. With such a serious injury, if it weren't for the old man's presence, he would have to die with a whimper,"

- "I thank you for him, you don't have to divert the subject. Han Ziyun half-bowed and saluted to Bai Lao.

Bai Lao blinked his eyes, patted his white beard with his hand and said, "Although his injury is fine, his dantian has been broken." ”

Han Xiyue, who took a step back and almost fell to the ground, said, "You... You mean... He... His god is broken!!"

Bai Lao nodded, "There is a crack running through his dantian, and the dantian is already a ruined battlefield, lifeless. ”

"It's... How is this... Possibly! No... Would you not?"

"It's true. In battle, he used a long-lost Broken Dan Slash, which used the Xuan Qi in the dantian to reverse the slash towards the dantian, thus bursting out with great power in an instant...... The price is the destruction of the dantian, which is equivalent to self-detonation of the dantian, but it is better than, "Looking at the sadness in the eyes of Danfeng, the masked girl in white, Bai Lao closed his mouth.

"Is there a way for you to repair his dantian?" asked Han Xiyue.

"It's hard to get to the sky. Bai Lao lowered his head, and the hesitation in his eyes flashed.

If a person's dantian is broken, that person will never be able to cultivate again for the rest of his life—unless there is an immortal miracle occurring.

Han Xiyue, who was slowly squatting beside the bed, was lying on the bed with a mummy-like Chu Xingye. Grabbing the white sheet with the ten fingers of both hands, "When he wakes up, please don't say anything about cultivation." I'm going to go to my grandfather right now and see what he can do. ”

When the words fell, the man had turned and left.

There was a teardrop lying on the ground, sleeping quietly, there will definitely be a way for you to recover your dantian, I, Han Xiyue, promised to let you cultivate!

Bai Lao looked back at the mummy on the bed and whispered: "She can actually go to see him for you, if you dare to hurt her in the future, I can't spare you first, old man, even if you are his son." ”

The bald boy holding the black box had just walked to the door when he saw the masked girl in white running in front of him and disappearing at the end in the blink of an eye.

Li Yang frowned, and his heart rose to a bad feeling, and then this feeling disappeared when he noticed it.

He stepped through the purple, white, and red flowers in the courtyard, and walked down the corridor to a small room. At a glance, I saw the mummy-like Chu Heizi lying on the bed, and Bai Lao was bending over to pick up something.

"Bai Lao, I'll take what you want me to take. Chu Heizi, it's okay!" Li Yang handed the black box in his arms to Bai Lao in front of him.

"Don't worry, you can't die. Bai Lao stood up and walked out, "You put your things in the old man's room, old man, I'm going out for a walk." ”

"Yes, you're a great doctor. ”

"-Clever fart. ”

"How," Li Yang turned his head and just said the word 'how', there was no one outside the door, this old man was too fast!

He sat on the chair, and the bamboo chair creaked! He said, "I sit on you, this is your honor, and it is really unbelievable that you are still resisting." ”

"I'm really not used to lying in bed, so get better quickly. He looked at the mummy-like Chu Xingye, and his tiger eyes were slightly in a daze.

On the edge of a majestic mountain cliff, there stood an old man dressed in sackcloth, his white hair draped behind his head, and a few naughty strands of white silk swaying gently in the wind.

With his feet on a palm-sized bluestone on the edge of the cliff, his whole person was like an ancient pine rooted in the edge of the cliff.

A sound of footsteps sounded from behind him, and the frowning brow loosened.

The white-clothed masked girl standing five feet away behind the old man in Mai, the eyelashes on Danfeng's eyes trembled slightly, the hands hanging down at her side were half-clenched into fists, and a few wisps of green silk in her ears danced in the breeze

"Your heart is upset. A melodious voice sounded from the old man in Mai.

"If the heart is dead, will it still beat? Han Xiyue said.

"You shouldn't ask about this matter, everything has its own certainty, and you should concentrate on cultivation even more. The old man in Mai said.

"People will win the day, you must have a way, isn't it grandpa!" The right foot stepped forward, and the foot retreated, and the sadness in Han Xiyue's eyes was struggling.

"How many people are better than this heaven and earth? In the eyes of heaven and earth, we are all creatures greater than ants. ”

"Isn't it possible to repair people's broken dantian? There must be a way to repair it, right? Grandpa!!" Han Ziyun stepped forward twice, and a green sprout of hope grew from the dead ground in his eyes.

"If Bai Ze can't do anything, grandpa can't do anything. ”

"Just because he's a waste, is grandpa going to abandon him? Han Xiyue said.

"The Xuan Cultivation Realm is a world where the weak eat the strong, and you and I can only take advantage of the situation. The old man in Mai didn't turn around, his voice was as cold as a sword after a murder.

"His dantian, I will find a way to help him recover - you all abandon him, but I, Han Xiyue, will not abandon him. The green shoots in the eyes of the masked girl in white struggled in the raging storm.

"Grandpa won't stop you, but I hope this matter won't affect your cultivation progress, if so, grandpa can only be a bad guy again. ”

"Grandpa, if I can't cultivate one day, will Grandpa also abandon Xiyue!" Han Xiyue turned around and left after asking this, and the white figure disappeared in the wind, and was finally 'killed' by the wind in the distance-disappeared.

"Alas, even if Grandpa gives up himself, he won't give up on you. I only hope that you can grow up faster, even if grandpa becomes a stepping stone on your way. After the old man in Mai finished saying this, he didn't even hear the wind blowing around him.

The mummy-like Chu Xingye lying on the bed of the cabin, the pulse beating on the first day: a faint beat, the next breath seems to never beat again.

On the third day, the pulse beat like a wick without oil, like a remnant fire in a storm.

On the fifth day, the beating of the pulse was like a burning wick being oiled, and although it could continue to burn, the wick that could continue to burn did not last long.

On the sixth day, Chu Xingye's pulse had returned to normal, the wick in the bowl had been replaced, and the lamp oil was also full to the edge of the bowl.

Han Xiyue was holding a small bowl of elixir porridge, sitting on the edge of the bed, feeding a small spoonful and a small spoonful in her right hand into Chu Xingye's mouth, and wiping the corners of Chu Xingye's mouth with a hand towel for each spoonful.

Seven days later.

The white cloth on Chu Xingye's face had been removed, and the wounds left on the life and death platform had not left a single scar on his face at this time, as if the stream flowing in the stream did not have a trace of yesterday.

Li Yang was bending down and sweeping the ground with a broom, and a cough exploded like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Cough!

He turned, and the broom fell to the ground with a snap!

- "Chu Heizi, you can be regarded as awake, I haven't taken care of you for so long in vain. ”

"I ......"

"Don't speak, the old man said, when you wake up, try not to speak. He said that if you say a few more words, you may fart," Li Yang, who ran to the bedside, said, "Otherwise, you try, I don't believe what he says." These days...... What's wrong with you, it's not going to be a return to the past!"

Chu Xingye, who rolled his eyes, felt that opening his mouth was like lifting a boulder with both hands, and he didn't move at all.

"Old man~...... Old man~!" Li Yang turned around and ran out, shouting loudly.

"Stinky boy, what's your name?" Bai Lao, who was bending down to arrange the flowers and plants in the courtyard, shook his hands, and the black hair on his head became even darker.

"Old man, Chu Heizi is awake, but it's almost fart again," Li Yang shuddered, "Old man, go and take a look!"

"Okay, old man!!I'll go and see him—but," Bai Lao put down the weeds in his hand and turned to stare at the bald boy under the corridor, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Hurry-hurry-" Li Yang, who turned around and was about to walk forward, had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Don't worry, don't worry, he can't die. Even if he dies, the old man can save him, but..."Bai Lao's eyes were half-narrowed, and a cold light shot at Li Yang's bald head, and this bald head shot out a thousand rays of light in his eyes.

Li Yang, who raised his hand and touched his bald head, stepped in the air with his left foot: "But what?"

"However, the old man hates to be called an old man by others the most!" the words fell, and Bai Lao sneered.

was touching his bald hand, Li Yang pulled his legs and ran forward.

"Hey~ Rabbit cub, can you escape!Heyhe~ Old man, hey!"

There was a scream in the courtyard, like a pile of torn hemp rope dancing in the air, and the sound was really miserable!

The butterflies and bees that were collecting nectar in the petals of the flowers all raised their heads and looked at the screams, and after a while, they covered their eyes with their tentacles: too cruel, too bloody, too cruel for humans.

Bai Lao clapped his hands, bowed his waist and walked forward: "Old man! hehe~" The white beard was curled up on his chin, and the wrinkles on his forehead were covered with a smile.

There was a lump of people lying on the ground, holding their heads in their hands, wriggling on the ground like a caterpillar.

"Old... Old man, you ...... You're too ruthless. This low voice can only be heard and touched by Li Yang's own heart.

In the room, Bai Lao's right hand was on Chu Xingye's right wrist, his eyes were closed, and the beard on his chin was curled forward.

Chu Xingye, who was lying on the bed with half-squinted eyes, thought to himself: This beard is really an eyesore, if this beard is uprooted, how will this old man react!

Half an hour passed, Bai Lao opened his eyes, and a fine light shot out: "Not bad, not bad, I can't die." Old man, you can also get a good deal this time. ”

Alas~~

Chu Xingye sighed lightly and locked his eyes.

"Boy, you're not as handsome as the "silver cat" lying on the bed!" Bai Lao's eyebrows were aimed at the bald boy who limped in, and the other party looked at him angrily, "What!

Hum!

Li Yang snorted coldly and almost snorted out of his nostrils, if the snot touched this old man's body and disgusted him, even if there were a few more bags on his head, I would be willing. It's a pity that his nose is too stingy and doesn't give him much face.

Chu Xingye, who opened his eyes, blinked rhythmically with his eyelids, the skin on his face jumped tightly, he wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, if he held it for a long time, his teeth had to resist.

"Look, the old man's face won't grow flowers, hehe, it's you..."

Li Yang snorted coldly again! Walking to the chair and sitting down, the bamboo chair made a creaking sound, and the facial features on his face were like cramps, and he couldn't help moaning in pain.

The bald boy with "relics" on his head bit his lips with his teeth to stop the impulse in his heart, and his dignity was roaring~

Hey!

Bai Lao, who was standing in front of Li Yang, stared at the meat bun that came out of his head, and looked surprised: "Is this the legendary meat shoot!"

Legend is that your sister! Li Yang scolded wildly in his heart, and almost shouted out with his mouth. But his mouth told him that he must hold back, he must hold back, otherwise there will be more meat shoots on his head.

"Rabbit cub, why do you have this meat shoot on your head! Come~come~ Tell me about the old man. Bai Lao said, and as he spoke, he flicked one of the largest meat shoots with his fingers.

With this bullet, Li Yang shouted in his heart, and some small bumps jumped out of the corner of his right eye. He took a deep breath, then exhaled it, squeezing a smile on his face, more bitter than bitter gourd.

"Why don't I give you some—how?"

"Hehe, I'm afraid you don't have the guts. After the words fell, Bai Lao raised his hand again and flicked the meat shoot.

"You're provoking me. ”

"Yes, what's the matter, you still dare to bite the old man. ”

Li Yang, who was staring at him, looked like he was about to bite, and his two front teeth shot out a dazzling white light.

"Bite it, bite it, bite it. Bai Lao put his index finger in front of Li Yang's mouth, a tooth wide from the bald boy's front teeth.

"It's tolerable, it's unbearable. Li Yang roared, his teeth shooting out the cold light of the sword.

The corners of the white old man in front of him were raised, his eyes were half-squinted, and a devouring light shot out from this narrow slit.

- "Hey, why are you leaving?" Bai Lao asked, "You haven't bitten yet!"

Li Yang limped and limped to the door, paused, and said, "Your hands stink, don't dirty my big white teeth." ”

Bai Lao looked at his index finger, his index finger bent resistantly, he said panic, we are fragrant, I don't believe you taste it yourself.

"You said it just now, it's bearable, it's unbearable," Bai Lao looked up at Li Yang in confusion, "How can it be done like this!"

"You're done, you're not done. After Li Yang vomited this sentence, he walked out, and scolded in his heart: It's tolerable, it's unbearable - I'm tolerable. you, dead old man.

Bai Lao touched his white beard with his right hand, smiled, then turned around and sat on the side of Chu Xingye's bed, and asked, "Do you know the situation in your body?" ”

Chu Xingye's eyes closed, and the taut skin died on his face.

"The old man admires you kid, and he dares to do it knowing that the result is something you don't want to see. Bai Lao asked, "Don't you regret it?"

Chu Xingye opened his eyes suddenly, and there were a few white clouds hanging in the blue sky outside the door.

"Since you don't regret it, you have to bear the result, otherwise don't blame the old man for being ruthless," Bai Lao turned to leave, "The torment in her heart is not less than your pain." If you dare to let her shed another tear, the old man will definitely make your life worse than death. ”

Bai Lao always calls himself an old man when he has mood swings. What did the old man remind him of?

The silver-eyed young man with wide eyes was a dead silence behind the battlefield in his eyes......

Clam up.