Hong'an and Hongyuan's cultivation is not weak, they have both reached the sixth rank of the Soul Saint, once they go mad, the consequences are much more serious than ordinary saint masters, not to mention Yuan Zizheng, even he himself may not be able to save them in time. He immediately made a decision to go to Shengjia Peak to borrow the Soul Yuan Pill to save the lives of the two, which was actually the most correct decision.

"Elder, are Hong'an and Uncle Hongyuan's injuries important?" Shi Jianhao asked worriedly.

He, An Ziping, and Qiu Yiming took the Soul Heart Pill refined by Gu Fenghua himself, and they were all promoted to the Soul Saint Realm unexpectedly, but now they are worried about the safety of the two senior uncles, and there is no joy on their faces.

Xie Huaiyuan didn't answer, but reached out and grabbed a Hongan's pulse and checked the injury for him. His expression became more and more solemn, and after a while, he let go of his fingers and held the Hongyuan vein again, his expression still solemn.

After half an hour, Xie Huaiyuan finally let go of his fingers.

"Elder, are the injuries of the two uncles still healed?" Xie Youran couldn't wait to ask, and the other young disciples also looked at Xie Huaiyuan expectantly.

"Their injuries are too serious, even if they take the Soul Yuan Pill, they can only save their lives temporarily, if you really want to save them, the only way to save them is to abolish a body of holy qi." Xie Huaiyuan said with a long sigh.

"What!!" Everyone around them shook at the same time. For a Saint Master, abolishing the Holy Qi is tantamount to becoming a Waste Person from now on, and very few people can withstand such a blow, let alone a Saint Master who has cultivated to the Soul Saint Six Grades.

"Is there no other way?" Xie Youran, Shi Jianhao and the others all looked worried.

Although Hongan and Hongyuan are a generation higher than them, they are not much older than them, they are only less than thirty years old, nominally uncles and nephews, but they get along like brothers in private.

Xie Huaiyuan pondered for a long time, and finally shook his head.

Xie Youran, Shi Jianhao and the others had tears in their eyes, and several girls even choked up and cried.

"Actually, this injury is not incurable." At the door, Fang Shibo's voice sounded.

Accompanied by Fang Tianyou and Gao Yangbo, Fang Shibo strode in with a smile on his face.

"What are you doing here?" Shi Jianhao was grieving because of the injuries of the two uncles, and said unceremoniously to the other party.

"Everyone is in the same vein as Xinghua Temple, Hongan Hongyuan is also my nephew, I went mad and suffered such a serious injury, can't I care about it?" Although Shi Jianhao's words were obviously disrespectful to the hall master, Fang Shibo was in a good mood at this time, but he didn't bother with him, and still said with a smile.

"Hmph, the hall master's concern is false, I'm afraid it's true to gloat." Shi Jianhao snorted coldly and said.

Fang Shibo and the Misty Cloud Valley are bound to become fire and water, this is not a secret in the Xinghua Temple at all, he will care about the life and death of Hongan Hongyuan? Cat crying mouse fake mercy is pretty much the same. Obviously not good.

"Jianhao, don't be rude to the hall master." Xie Huaiyuan reprimanded in a low voice. Dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, hostility is hostility, after all, the Ethereal Cloud Valley is still a vein of the Xinghua Temple, at least on the surface, the Lord of the First Temple should still maintain due respect.

"Lord of the hall, Hongan Hongyuan went into the devil and was seriously injured, I am all anxious from top to bottom of the Ethereal Cloud Valley, and it is inconvenient to meet guests, if you have anything, just say it." Reprimanded Shi Jianhao, Xie Huaiyuan said to the other party expo again.