Liuzhu sent the content of the meeting back to Chen Yi, and Chen Yi couldn't help frowning.

"Can you bear this?"

He originally planned to force Na Ruo to make a move, and then trigger the will imprint of the white fox's face and kill him directly, but he didn't expect that the other party was persuaded in the end.

"Another Buddha, one of the Three Buddhas?"

Therefrom.

He was vigilant against the other two Buddhas, not afraid of the giants, but afraid of the giants hidden, like this kind of giants who are good at camouflage and do not show their edges, the most terrifying.

You never know when he's going to pop up and give you a knife.

And.

You never know if what he shows is all of him or just the tip of the iceberg, you can't figure out the hole cards, the open gun is easy to dodge, and the hidden arrow is difficult to defend against.

"Still, that's fine."

Chen Yi didn't take this matter too seriously, the Three Buddhas didn't trouble him, he couldn't ask for it, it was best for everyone not to invade each other, and make a safe transition to the arrival of the Ganges.

At that time.

He should have already stepped into the gods, invincible in the world, and fearless of any opponent.

Remember.

With a light breath of turbid air, he withdrew his gaze overlooking Lingshan, and then dispersed the sword qi around his body, turned his hands into clouds, covered his hands and rained, washing away the dirt and filth all over the mountain.

When the entire barren mountain was completely washed, the onlookers also left one after another with various complex emotions, and the land returned to the same tranquility as before.

Green mountains and green waters, birds singing and flowers, rippling blue waves, wicker waving in the wind.

It's as if nothing happened.

The battle was nothing but a nightmare for the world, and only the dry bones that had been buried deep in the ground recorded its traces.

In this way, he told the cultivation of future generations the tragedy of this battle.

Do it all.

Chen Yi brushed his sleeves to wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead, took a big breath, and then took a healing elixir that was basically impossible to be refined by a monk in the world, and meditated to recuperate.

Silence.

…

A flickering half of a month.

With the help of the elixir given by the white fox's face, Chen Yi's injuries were basically controlled, and the dilapidated and desolate small temple also ushered in its first guest after its reconstruction...

Yu Lian.

"Teacher."

Make a long bow first, and call respectfully and softly.

Today's Yu Lian realm is also at the peak of slashing, and she originally wanted to participate in the previous battle, but Chen Yi didn't allow it, cough, mainly afraid that she would drag herself back.

After all, not everyone is like him, who can get rid of his peers.

Yu Lian's kind of combat power is what a normal genius should have, and this level of combat power is obviously not enough to support her and meddle in such a large-scale war.

When the time comes, she will be distracted to protect her, so she can simply stand in the corner and watch the play.

"Here we are."

Chen Yi opened his eyes, nodded with a chuckle, and patted the empty seat beside him:

"Sit."

"Yes, Teacher."

Yu Lian bowed again, sat down obediently, folded her skirt, and closed her jade legs, and then asked sideways, "How is the teacher's injury?" But you need disciples... Help? ”

When she speaks of help, she naturally refers to her flesh and blood.

Hearsay.

The blood of the golden cicada can live the dead, flesh and bones, prolong life, comparable to the elixir of longevity, the elixir of immortality, a cup of urine can rejuvenate people, and it is extremely mysterious.

"The mind is led by the teacher, and the injury of the teacher is no longer serious..."

Chen Yi shook his head.

Then.

As if sensing something, Yu Lian looked at Yu Lian from head to foot, and his eyebrows frowned: "It's you, the mana is disordered, the qi and blood are tumbling, and you are injured?" Who did this to you? ”

"Disciple..."

Yu Lian wanted to speak and stopped, lowered her head, twisted her fingers, and her pretty face climbed into a layer of blush, seeing that this posture was not like being hurt by someone, but like... Something went wrong with cultivation?