With Qingyuan in his hand, Wang Yan had a chance to hurt Chen Qingshan, but Chen Qingshan did not give Wang Yan such a chance.

Under Chen Qingshan's strong strength, although Wang Yan's teeth were smashed, he was still able to maintain some sobriety, Wang Yan's face was full of anxiety, and he stretched out his hand, wanting to grab the marriage book floating out of his body.

"No, don't." Although Wang Yan's mouth was full of blood and his speech was a little slurred, he could still vaguely recognize the three bytes he shouted.

Wang Yan's obstruction was a little weak, and the paper marriage book flew out of Wang Yan's personal clothing bag, and was ingested by Chen Qingshan using mana, like a butterfly, fluttering, and fell into Chen Qingshan's hands.

Although Wang Yan's eyes were not killed by Chen Qingshan's punch, his eyes were still full of horror, and he could already imagine what would happen next.

Although there is only one wedding book, it is not only not small, but it is very large, perhaps for the sake of magnanimity, and the text on it is even more gilded.

Wang Yan lay on the ground, watching Chen Qingshan slowly crumple the marriage book in his hand, and his feet kept kicking back, kicking out two pits on the ground, from deep to shallow, two lines, extending to Wang Yan's body.

"You, don't come here." Wang Yan definitely didn't want to try the taste of this paper wedding book.

Chen Qingshan acted as if he hadn't heard it, pacing, and slowly approached Wang Yan, I have to say that the quality of this paper wedding book is indeed very good, although it is thin, but it is very tenacious, even with Chen Qingshan's strength, this paper has not been crumpled in the slightest.

With the power of the Luohe Wang clan and the Huang family's soldiers, their paper wedding book was almost made according to the highest specifications of the Tang Dynasty.

"This paper material is not ordinary." Chen Qingshan sighed slightly, the paper marriage book was crumpled in his hand, which was bigger than Chen Qingshan's fist.

This is a "large amount of full" marriage book, but it is not easy to swallow it in one bite, fortunately, Chen Qingshan does not need to think about this matter, he just needs to stuff this marriage book into Wang Yan's mouth, as for whether he can swallow it or not, whether it is easy to digest after swallowing has nothing to do with Chen Qingshan.

"Don't come here!" Wang Yan was shocked.

Chen Qingshan seized the opportunity, turned around in an instant, stuffed the paper ball in his hand into Wang Yan's mouth, pinched his neck, and let him swallow it directly, because the paper marriage book was a little "heavy", it was stuck between Wang Yan's neck.

Shocked and angry, Wang Yan rolled his eyes, didn't take a breath, and fainted directly.

Chen Qingshan made a move, pressed his palm against Wang Yan's back, and very intimately conditioned his qi, so that he could successfully take the paper wedding book. As the paper marriage book entered his stomach, Wang Zhi, who was in a coma, let out a whimper.

"If the Luohe Wang family needs this marriage letter, open your stomach and find it." Chen Qingshan whispered.

Breaking Wang Yan's clenched right hand and taking off the Qingyuan in Wang Yan's hand, Chen Qingshan then lifted Wang Yan, who was unconscious, and hung it on the peach tree at the door, and as soon as the wind blew, Wang Yan's body swayed.

A disciple of the academy passed by, pointing at the people on the tree.

Out of the face of the Marquis of the Heavenly Dao, and considering the unclear attitude in the palace, Chen Qingshan still did not kill Wang Yan, but Wang Yan lost all the capital that threatened Ah Yan, whether it was this Qingyuan from the Huang family's military house or the marriage letter.

"Squeak" sounded.

The wooden door of the small courtyard was closed, and no one would care about Wang Yan hanging outside the courtyard......

Chen Qingshan's steps were faster, he threw the Qing Yuan in his hand back, and was caught by Dao Thirteen, Chen Qingshan went straight to the wing where Ah Lan was, the closer he got to Ah Lan's room, the more Chen Qingshan's heart beat harder.

In just eight days, it was another encounter that spanned life and death. It wasn't until the moment before he pushed open the door that Chen Qingshan took a deep breath and barely suppressed his excitement.

He pressed his hand on the door, and the lacquer on the door made it hard and warm.

Ah Yan, the girl who thought about it for a long time and forgot to die for her was behind the door, Chen Qingshan's hand trembled unconsciously, and slowly pushed the door open.

The familiar person was lying on the sickbed, the same as when Chen Qingshan left, but Chen Qingshan keenly noticed that Ah Lan had lost a little weight, and Chen Qingshan was a little distressed, but fortunately, all this was not irreparable.

Ah Lan is next to Mrs. Peach Blossom, Mrs. Peach Blossom is holding Ah Lan's hand, since Ah Lan fell into a coma, Mrs. Peach Blossom has been in the same room with Ah Lan most of the time every day, it can be seen that Mrs. Peach Blossom really likes Ah Nan this girl.

"Boy Chen, you're back." Mrs. Peach Blossom was stunned for a moment, and then her face turned from sadness to joy, Chen Qingshan was not only not injured, but also seemed to be stronger.

Even with the cultivation of the six realms of Mrs. Peach Blossom, she actually couldn't see through Chen Qingshan.

"Yes, Aunt Peach, I'm back." Chen Qingshan nodded and smiled, but for some reason, Chen Qingshan's eyes were a lot redder, goodbye Ah Lan, it should be a very happy thing to be able to save Ah Lan, Chen Qingshan should be happy.

But Chen Qingshan's current state is a mixture of joy and sorrow, unclear feelings, and unclear feelings.

Chen Qingshan put a little on the storage ring, and the black reincarnation flower appeared in this room, hanging in the air, slowly rotating, and the fragrance of flowers emitted made people feel very comfortable.

When the reincarnation flower appeared, Mrs. Peach's beautiful eyes unconsciously fell on this reincarnation flower, because Mrs. Peach's background, she has a natural affinity for this flower, perhaps because both are plants and trees.

More importantly, Mrs. Peach Blossom felt a very special vitality on top of this flower.

The idea appeared in Mrs. Peach's mind.

The wooden door was pushed open again, and the person who came was the owner of Shengyan Academy, and now one of the four land immortals of the Tang Dynasty, surnamed Zhou Yasheng, followed by Yasheng Yixian, the person who extended Ah Lan's life for ten days and pointed out a clear path for Chen Qingshan.

"I've seen Yasheng, Healer." Chang Xin and the others hurriedly saluted Yasheng and the doctor.

"It seems that it is not too late for me and Xiao Qi to come." Yasheng entered the door with a smile, as gentle as a teacher in an ordinary academy.

"Congratulations, you can save your beloved." Yixian stood beside Yasheng dignifiedly, reminiscent of the lotus flowers in the mirror lake, and the appearance of the wind lotus when it was lifted.

With the arrival of Yasheng and Yixian, the settled Master Fan also opened his eyes, stood up on the futon, tidied up his clothes, stepped out, and walked directly through the space, came to the door of the wing where Ah Lan was, looked at Yasheng and smiled, nodded to each other, and it was considered to have met.

On that day, Chen Qingshan left Chang'an, and the people who went to Shu and Miaojiang were all here at this moment, and the small room seemed a little crowded, but it was very harmonious.

"Go." Chen Qingshan waved his sleeves and wrapped the reincarnation flower with mana, causing it to decompose, and the black reincarnation flower petals slowly turned white, as if reincarnating from death.

When its petals and rhizomes turn pure white, the reincarnation flower begins to wither, turning into white light particles in the sky, with distinct particles, under the guidance of Chen Qingshan, this white light mist slowly envelops Ah Lan, and then penetrates into Ah Lan's body through Ah Lan's skin.

This made Ah Lan, who was already thin and ethereal, become more and more holy, and a faint mist of light flowed around Ah Lan's body, on his forehead, between his eyebrows and eyes, like Xinlan in the rain.

It's a sight to behold.

It can be seen that the tulip flower on Ah Lan's neck slowly withered, and the rhizome connected to Ah Lan's tendons and veins also withered.

Yixian stepped forward to apply the needle, re-untied the closed acupuncture points on Ah Lan's body, and the flow of qi and blood resumed, Ah Lan sighed, there was a little blood on his face, Chen Qingshan exhaled a long breath, and then it was simple, just wait for Ah Lan to wake up.

The atmosphere in the room was much soothing.

"Today is a happy day, maybe hold a small banquet, drink some wine, I heard that the wine of Mrs. Peach Blossom is good, but I want to taste it." Yasheng took the initiative to speak, obviously he was also very happy that Ah Lan had turned the corner.

"I just don't know, if Master Fan can drink wine?" In the Tang Dynasty, ordinary monks don't drink alcohol and eat meat, but Master Fan is obviously not an ordinary monk, so Yasheng has this question.

Even Dao Thirteen and the others also turned around, wanting to know if Master Fan was drinking.

Most of the attention of everyone in this room was on Ah Yan, and the rest naturally went to Master Fan.

I saw Master Fan clasping his hands together, his expression was a little pious, as if the Bodhisattva Buddha was in front of him, and shook his head with a smile: "Don't drink." ”

It is a normal result, but everyone has an inexplicable sense of loss in their hearts, especially Mrs. Peach Blossom.

"I don't usually drink it." Master Lifan spoke again, and everyone was stunned.

"But it's clear that today is not ordinary." There was also a smile in Master Lifan's eyes.

The sense of loss in everyone's hearts was swept away, and it turned out that someone like Master Fan would also joke.

Master Lifan didn't finish his words, and then spoke again: "What's more, it's the wine made by Peach Blossom himself." ”

Whether you worship the Buddha or not, He is there, neither sad nor happy; But the person in front of him is emotional, can cry, can laugh; If you lose her, even the Buddha, you will be angry; The Buddha doesn't want you to be pure, the Buddha just wants you to be happy.

So, Mrs. Peach smiled, and smiled brightly than ever.

In a peaceful and joyful atmosphere, Chen Qingshan frowned slightly, not because he felt that the people around him were a little noisy, but because the aura on Ah Yan's body became a little strange.

Ah Lan did not wake up, but a painful look appeared on his face.

It's the Qishan Snake, the will of the ancient god Qishan Snake, reviving and trying to swallow Ah Lan's soul!

"Bold!" Chen Qingshan was furious, and rushed directly towards Ah Lan, and pointed out at Ah Lan's forehead.