"Senior Brother Le, what's wrong with our ancestor? What does it mean to be rescued? Isn't he getting old? He Feng and Chu Rui both keenly grasped the key words, and squatted in front of Le Lun with solemn faces.

"Feiyang Zhenjun is not approaching the end of his age, he is injured, and he has been injured for more than a hundred years, so he has kept a low profile for more than a hundred years, so that the young disciples in the sect don't know that he is the deputy hall master of the Law Enforcement Hall, otherwise how can a Yuanying Sword Cultivator with a single fire spirit root be low-key?"

"Hurt?! He is a sword cultivator in Yuanzhong, who can hurt him? ”

"He was not wounded in a fight." Le Lun pointed to the beam, "He went out." ”

He Feng and Chu Rui were really confused, Xi Mo pretended to be confused, and Lu Xiaoman nodded clearly, indicating that she understood, and her identity did not allow her to pretend to be stupid about some things.

"I see, if you want to cross the sea of stars, you must at least transform into a god and cultivate, did he run out so early, did he want to find a way out for the sect?"

As soon as Lu Xiaoman said this, the three boys immediately realized it.

"Yes, since the Great Cultivator of the Tianyi Sect sat down, all the sects in our Fengming Realm are actually very nervous, and they are all trying to find a way to survive openly or secretly, success or failure is a secret, and our ancestor has failed."

"It's normal to fail, it's already a big life if you don't die outside, and the ancestor of my family doesn't dare to run out in Yuanying, you have to be patient until you turn into a god."

"In the current environment of the Wind Roaring Realm, how did you know that you would definitely be able to successfully advance to the gods? Does it have something to do with this? Le Lun pointed to the aura bottle beside him.

"No, no, no, don't forget that there were once two ancestors in my family, if it really comes to the point of advancing to the gods, the center of the demon clan's territory can be borrowed and used." Lu Xiaoman opened his eyes and bragged, and he couldn't falsify it anyway.

"Wow! The environment there can actually support the advanced gods?! "The boys' eyes lit up, and that's big news.

"Of course, there is a price, the demon cultivation itself is slow to advance, and now the Heavenly Dao is incomplete, and it is difficult for people to cultivate, not to mention demon cultivation, if someone successfully cultivates and goes to the sea of stars, as a reward for borrowing resources, take someone with you, and there is a talking companion along the way." Lu Xiaoman made it up as if it was true.

"Oh~" The boys didn't doubt him, and they accepted and believed it all.

"Let's not mention the matter of advanced god transformation now, our Feiyang True Monarch has been injured for so long, why is it that he is suddenly saved? His injuries have not healed for a long time, and it is related to the lack of aura? Schimmer pulls the subject back.

"It's mainly related to the lack of aura in the general environment, have you noticed, I haven't heard of any news of a high-level monk battle for a long time, and it sounds like a story from the past. The main reason is that this aura is getting thinner and thinner, and the monks themselves usually feel uncomfortable practicing, so they will naturally avoid fighting with others, otherwise it will be even more disadvantageous if they are injured and have no aura to heal their injuries. ”

"Feiyang Zhenjun is a sword cultivator in Yuanzhong, the aura consumed by his healing after his injury is many times greater than usual, and the aura in the general environment is insufficient, hasn't his injury stabilized for more than a hundred years? Are there any external injuries? Is it still bleeding? Lu Xiaoman pretended to be an expert.

"Persistent bleeding?!" He Feng and Chu Rui were shocked, "Isn't that consuming life force all the time?" No wonder you are old like that! ”

"Yes, he has been bleeding continuously, his body has long been leaking like a sieve, and the external injuries have never healed, they are all festering, if it weren't for the cultivation of the middle level of the Yuan Infant, he would not be able to hold on to it now, we estimate that his best situation is to hold on for more than a hundred years, but there is a danger of falling down at any time, because I don't know when his body will no longer be able to support it."

"Then my artificially prepared aura is quite timely, God has eyes, Feiyang True Monarch's life should not be extinguished." Lu Xiaoman smiled and put gold on her face, she was qualified to be killed.