During this period, Xuanyuan Sect had come to see Xuanyuan Yanfeng several times, but this sick and weak man did not seem to be too worried.

Because he understands that his child is not such an easy person to give up, he believes in him, believes that he just hasn't found a way to wake up yet.

So he waited.

The Yue Wei grass brought by Ouyang Yixuan was an excellent healing elixir for immortal cultivators, so the injuries of Wen Guyu and the others were also healed quickly.

Of course, this does not include Xuanyuan Yan Feng, who has a special physique, and Bei Moyun, who is too seriously injured.

Moreover, Bei Moyun was taken care of by Shangguan Ling'er, and his recovery was extremely good.

In addition, his own creation power can constantly repair the damaged body, so it only takes three or five days to get better for most of the time, and now he can get out of bed and move his muscles and bones.

"How has Yan Feng been in the past few days?" Bei Moyun asked with concern.

"I think, I'm afraid it's going to be a few more days" Blaze looked at the person beside him, who didn't hate this person as much as he did thousands of years ago.

He placed Bei Moyun on a shady stone bench: "You don't look very good. But that day you used a spell that shouldn't have been used? ”

“…… Now, do you still want Yan Feng to recover his memory? Bei Moyun smiled faintly and directly changed the topic.

Looking at his appearance, the corners of Flaming's mouth moved slightly, and he chuckled, he somewhat admired the man in front of him.

"No," he replied, "I wanted him to regain his memory, but that memory wasn't necessarily the best for him." ”

He said: "Even if there are still many things that bother him in this life, but compared to the previous memories, the current one will be better for him, at least, he can not see those pictures of losing his loved ones." ”

"What about you?" He looked at the indifferent person on the stone bench: "Would you want Wen Guxue to recover her memory?" ”

The sudden question struck a corner of Bei Moyun's heart in a trance, and his strange eyes flashed: "Even if I don't want to, she is different from us after all." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Hmph......" he sighed, looking at the transparent water of the pond, "You'll know later." ”

The two chatted with each other, and time passed very quickly.

When it was noon, it was time for Huo Lie and Ouyang Yixuan to check on Xuanyuan Yanfeng's situation, so they also went.

"Master", Shangguan Ling'er picked some fragrant flowers, and when she came back, she saw Bei Moyun sitting there alone, looking at the lonely green pine by the pool as usual.

"Coming back?"

"Hmm" she handed the flowers to Bei Moyun: "The flowers in your room have withered a little in the past few days, and I want to give you some new ones, which is good for your health." ”

"Silly boy," he said, "let's go back." ”

"Hmm."

After sending Bei Moyun back to the house, Shangguan Ling'er went to make the decoction that Ouyang Yixuan explained to Bei Moyun.

Looking at the bubbling decoction, she was inexplicably uncomfortable, the master liked Sister Xue'er, but he didn't dare to let people know.

She listened to his conversation with Taifu almost word for word, who could be deceived by that flash of eyes?

What is there that obscures such a vague love that can only be buried deep in his heart?

"Puff puff puff ......" was about to spill out the brewed decoction, and Shangguan Ling'er started directly because she was in a hurry.

"Hiss......" she covered her reddened hand, and tears flowed out at this time.

Not because of the burns, but because of that person, that very stupid and stupid master.

All along, she never questioned why Wen Guxue called him master, just that she had promised Xuanyuan Yan Feng in her heart, so she followed his title.

Now it seems that what they said about recovering their memories is what they don't know.

It was a thing that involved Bei Moyun, Wen Guxue, Xuanyuan Yan Feng and Huo, a thing that they didn't want to think about.

She thought: Since you don't want to think about the past, why is the master unwilling to let go, right? Is it really because of love? Because you love her?

"Cough, cough, cough, cough......" There was a slight coughing sound outside the door, Shangguan Ling'er was excited, and when she turned around, she saw Bei Moyun being supported by a servant leaning against the door.

"Master, why are you here?"

"Seeing that you have not returned for a long time, I will come and have a look."

"It's okay, you better go back first, the scorching sun is too hot right now, and your body is still weak."

"Hmm."

Looking at the thin back of the departure, Shangguan Ling'er was particularly distressed: "Master, you are so for her, do you know where her heart goes?" If you can't let go, Ling'er will accompany you and protect her for you, I just hope you don't get too tired. ”

The distant figure paused slightly, as if hearing something, but only paused.

He had always known her thoughts, but he couldn't respond to them.

His identity is destined to make him unable to be affectionate, not to mention that there are people in his heart who can't let go.

That person, he has been chasing for thousands of years, guarding for thousands of years, and now she is still floating in this red dust and cannot be detached, how can he rest assured, how to let go?

"Master" Shangguan Ling'er brought the decoction, but she didn't have time to apply the scalded palm.

When Bei Moyun saw her coming, he didn't speak, but just beckoned her and motioned her over.

"How can you be so careless?" Grabbing her scalded palm and applying medicine, Bei Moyun had a somewhat reproachful tone, more distressed.

He noticed her red palms just outside the door, so she told him to go back, and he went back.

He knew that this stupid boy would definitely forget to care about his injured hand, so he hurried back to find medicine.

"Master."

"Huh?"

"You're tired, aren't you?"

obviously guessed what she was asking, but she could only pretend that she didn't know anything: "It's not tiring to be a teacher, but you, you should care more about yourself in the future, don't always think about others." ”

"Master......."

"Okay, don't touch the water these days, just arrange for Xiao Xia and them to do the decoction."

"Oh," she said, taking the potion, "You'd better drink the medicine first." ”

"Ling'er."

"Huh?"

"This "Xuanxin Cultivation Collection", you take it and take a look, write it down within half a month, if you don't understand it, ask it as a teacher, and when the teacher recovers, I will immediately teach you how to cultivate."

"Hmm." Shangguan Ling'er took the cheats and didn't speak again.

Ouyang Yixuan regulated Xuanyuan Yanfeng's pulse every day, and his originally weak pulse gradually became regular and powerful, although he was still asleep, but it did not speed up the failure of his body.

Coupled with the flames, Wen Guyu and the others continued to input internal force, and his physical condition was much better than before.

It's just that maybe because of the accident that day, he was restless, so his soul was separated and torn apart, and it was so difficult to recover.

And Bei Moyun used the power of creation to turn half of his soul into an external incarnation, which made his soul torn apart, so it was so serious.

Of course, if it is a normal incarnation outside the body, it is illusory, and there is no way to repair the heart vein, and naturally it will not be able to save Xuanyuan Yan Feng.