Luo Fanchen lay quietly in mid-air, his whole body wrapped in colorful true power, like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world.

The true power of Murong Ling's fingertips was continuously transmitted to Luo Fanchen's body, worthy of being a scattered immortal, and this true power was as inexhaustible as the sea.

"Spirit Immortal, how is Fan Chen now, how long will it take for him to recover?" Xiao He couldn't help but ask, slightly nervous.

Murong Lingyi frowned and replied:

"Your senior brother's previous blue and white poison was too fierce, and it was fortunate that he could leave this trace of spiritual sense... This immortal can only do his best, you have to be mentally prepared..."

When Xiao He heard Murong Lingyi say this, he immediately understood that Luo Fanchen's life might not be saved, and his heart couldn't help but be clouded.

Long Er gave Xiao He a look, but seeing that he was still staring at Luo Fanchen's body motionlessly, he couldn't help but pout:

"Xiao He, don't disturb the master, otherwise not only will your senior brother's life not be saved, but the master's spiritual sense will also be damaged..."

Xiao He turned his head and nodded heavily, although he was anxious at this time, he couldn't help at all.

Luo Fanchen's life depends on Murong Lingyi. He is the strongest scattered immortal in Kyushu, if even he can't save him, I'm afraid that Fan Chen will have to spend his life in the Five Awakening Beads.

Luo Fanchen's jade-like face gradually showed a flush, and his breathing became short.

Murong Lingyi's hand trembled, as if he felt a situation that he had never encountered before, and he was shocked:

"Huh, it's strange that this young man is in such a state of fascination, it's unprecedented..."

Those who "enter the gods" have reached a state of selflessness in their body and heart, and one hour of cultivation can be worth a year for other people.

Xiao He had two "god" experiences, the first time directly made him from the lowest-level martial artist to a martial artist.

And the second time, it made him directly promoted to a six-star martial artist, and he was one step away from becoming a martial artist.

But for this step to take a leap, it may take decades for a normal person, and it will take ten years for even a cultivator with middle and upper talents.

At this time, Luo Fanchen was in a state where there was only a trace of spiritual consciousness left, and he actually entered the realm of "entering the gods", which is of course incredible.

Xiao He's entry into the state of mind can only be triggered every time when he is in an excellent state of mind or has a transcendent state of mind.

And Luo Fanchen can be said to have only one breath left at this time, and if he can enter the gods in this state, it is no wonder that Murong Lingyi will be surprised.

Murong Lingyi felt that Luo Fanchen's body was like a bottomless pit, desperately gnawing at his spiritual power and turning it into his own strength.

The liquid essence in the sea of Luo Fan's dust is growing like an explosion, one thousand, two thousand, three thousand... Until it reached the number of eight thousand.

At this time, Murong Lingyi was really frightened, if Luo Fanchen sucked it like this, wouldn't he be going to break his work?

However, after the number of Pure Yang Essences in the Sea of Luo Fan's Dust Qi reached eight thousand, the growth began to slow down.

Murong Lingyi breathed a sigh of relief, he thought about it for a while, and suddenly understood. Luo Fanchen's Qi Sea is at the level of a martial artist, and the pure yang essence that can be contained is naturally limited, and when it reaches 10,000, it is time to transform into a solid pill and become a martial artist.

Luo Fanchen's sea of qi was still eating at Murong Lingyi's true power, but the speed was more than ten times slower. Murong Lingyi naturally couldn't cut off his true power, in that case, Luo Fanchen's spiritual sense had not yet recovered, and he would definitely die.

"The spiritual sense has not been restored, but the power is soaring, this body is really strangely tight..."

Murong Lingyi thought so, but said to Xiao He and Long'er:

"Long'er, Xiao He, you two should step back first, this person has reached the realm of entering the gods at this time, and only by letting him pass over safely can he truly recover his spiritual sense..."

"What, into the gods?"

Long Er showed an incredible expression, there are very few cultivators who can enter the gods, let alone enter the gods in a near-death state.

Xiao He was also taken aback, he stepped forward and asked:

"Lingyi Great Immortal, mortal dust is in the gods at this time, can you survive safely?"

Murong Lingyi nodded and replied:

"Originally, his spiritual consciousness was so badly damaged that I was not completely sure that I could restore him, but he was in a state of mind at this time, and he did himself a great favor... As long as you can safely form a solid inner pill and form a primordial spirit, then your spiritual sense can be restored at the same time..."

"Master, are you saying that this person was promoted from martial master to martial artist when he fell asleep like this?"

Long Er couldn't believe his ears, it usually takes decades for a cultivator to form a solid inner pill and become a martial artist, this Luo Fanchen can break through as long as he sleeps?

Xiao He was overjoyed in his heart, so it seems that Luo Fanchen is not only saved, but also his skills can soar and become a martial artist, which can be said to be a blessing for Sai Weng to lose his horse.

Murong Ling saw that the two of them had not retreated, so he sighed:

"If the two of you disturb this immortal again, not only will this person not be promoted, but he will even have to worry about his life..."

Hearing this, Xiao He hurriedly bowed to Murong Lingyi:

"Then there is Lao Lingyi Daxian, I will step down..."

Xiao He walked out for a while, and saw that Long Er still had no intention of leaving, so he said:

"Miss Long'er, let's step aside, don't disturb the Spirit Immortal Casting Spell..."

Long Er glared at Xiao He and said angrily:

"Got it, I'm coming..."

I saw her take two steps and look back, her movements were extremely slow, as if she was deliberately trying to embarrass Xiao He.

When Xiao He saw this, he immediately became angry, this is the critical moment for Luo Fanchen to regain his spiritual sense, how can you be allowed to be so foolish?

"Miss Long'er, can you hurry up..."

Long Er was weak under his feet, collapsed to the ground, and looked embarrassed:

"I want to go faster, too, but you used so much force before that it hurt people's legs..."

"Huh, why didn't I know I hurt your leg?"

Xiao He said casually, but when he saw Long Er's gloating expression in an instant, he immediately understood.

"Alas... You want to rip off again, are you addicted to this little girl?" Xiao He thought so, of course he couldn't say it.

He sighed, ran to Long'er's side, turned his back, and squatted down:

"Miss Long'er, I'll carry you out, please hurry up, don't delay mortal dust..."

Long Er was obviously waiting for Xiao He to bend over, but at this time she was quite satisfied, she climbed on Xiao He's back and patted him lightly on the shoulder:

"Xiao He, I feel much better, let's go out, don't disturb Master..."

Xiao He turned his head and smelled the girl's body fragrance on Long'er's body, his heart was suddenly unstable, and he couldn't help but shake his head:

"Miss Long'er, I'm going to sit down..."

Xiao He carried Long'er out of the door, and reflexively closed the door again.

The dragon was crawling on Xiao He's broad and solid back, and his heart felt unusually steady, and suddenly the deer collided.

Xiao He walked down the steps, his speed was a little faster, and Long Er's body was unstable and leaned back.

"Hold me tight..."Xiao He instinctively shouted, he was so focused on Luo Fanchen at this time that he had forgotten that Long'er was his daughter.

Long Er shook his body, startled, and suddenly came over, and hugged Xiao He tightly with both arms.

Xiao He immediately felt two soft feelings on his back, he naturally knew what it was, and his heart suddenly fluttered.

Long Er's cheeks were hot with shame at this time, she originally wanted to take revenge on Xiao He, but she didn't expect to be so ugly.

"That's... Miss Long'er, you can come down..."Xiao He reminded Long'er.

Long Er's face was attached to Xiao He's back, his arms were tightly wrapped around Xiao He's neck, and he could even smell the smell on his body.

If you come down like this at this time, you will be embarrassed, but you can't...

Thinking so, Long Er was ruthless, and said:

"I... I'm not going to come down... You just carry me behind your back..."

Xiao He was speechless for a moment, he didn't owe her anything, why did he keep carrying her?

"Miss Long'er, you hugged me like this, I feel a little difficult to breathe..."

When Long Er heard Xiao He complain like this, she was even more ashamed and indignant in her heart, so she closed her eyes, but her arms were hugged tighter:

"I don't care, you hurt me, you have to compensate me..."

Xiao He thought to himself, when did I hurt you, don't you have any points in your heart?

He really wanted to just leave it alone, but he didn't do it, after all, he was a disciple of the Spirit Immortal, so it was better to be careful. So, with patience, he said:

"Good... Miss Long'er, Fan Chen was healed by the Spirit Immortal at this time, where are we going?"

Long Er's cheeks were still flushed, she pointed to a peach orchard in the distance, and said:

"Just... Let's go there and rest..."