Compared with the meticulousness of craniotomy in the Tiangong Division, which already had a rudimentary form thousands of years ago, the lack of one is obviously not good at doing what some doctors should do.

Xie Chunxue left the forest and went to the White Moon Mirror to delay time, while Ye Zhuliu held the cold and bright Chunshan Sword, and very simply cut open You Chunshan's heart, protected his heart with a Dao rhyme, and then stuffed the heart that was not delicate enough.

The heart that was like a metal ball began to function the moment it entered You Chunshan's heart cavity, the epidermis cracked, the sound was humming, and many thin tubes poked out of it, trembling slightly, towards those hearts that were protected by Dao Yun.

Ye stood there with blood on his hands, sticking the sword in his hand into the mud on the side, looking at this scene, he couldn't help but sigh.

What a heavenly division.

As for You Chunshan, he remained awake throughout the whole process, sitting among the white flowers, and at the moment when the heart was cut open and the heart was ripped out, there may have been a moment of distraction, but it was only a fleeting thing.

There is not only the Dao rhyme of the leaves chasing the flow in the body, but also some white air currents, climbing those exposed blood vessels until they come into contact with some metal objects.

It was only at this time that the young man was in a coma for a moment.

Ye Zhuliu frowned, stood in front of You Chunshan, summoned the forest Dao Feng, and protected the young man in it.

Some very strange sounds came from You Chunshan's heart - people in the world sometimes have palpitations and angina, and this imperfect heart is obvious, just implanted in the body, and some malfunctions have occurred.

It was the sound of the machine stuck.

The Mirror of the White Moon was still extremely quiet, as if nothing had happened in between.

Ye Zhuliu looked at You Chunshan silently, and did not look back at the uniquely shaped Taoist temple.

Fortunately, that kind of failure only lasted for a moment, and You Chunshan, whose life and death were unknown, gradually had some blood on his face, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"I can't see it."

You Chunshan, who woke up again, said such a sentence very calmly the moment he opened his eyes.

Ye Zhuliu frowned, looking at the heart that gradually began to beat like the heart of the world, and quickly relaxed.

"It should be blood loss, plus the heart of the machine is only activated, the blood flow is slow, resulting in blindness, you can wait a little longer....."

Ye Zhuliu's words were interrupted by You Chunshan very softly.

"No waiting."

You Chunshan stood up, closed his eyes, and quietly listened to the sound in the wind.

"It's the same if you wait on the road."

The words of this young man from the East China Sea were very peaceful, as usual, in fact, this is indeed a young man with a good temper.

It's just that Ye Zhuliu heard something about anger in the meaning of that flat tone.

This Taoist didn't insist on anything, just took a deep look at You Chunshan, and said softly: "Okay." ”

......

Yu Chaoyun was very worried and waited on the trail.

It's just that she probably didn't think that the story that happened in that forest was so rough and fast.

This is different from the time of the Heavenly Engineering Division.

It should also be different.

So when she turned around, she saw the young man who was shirtless, without even stitching up the wound, and exposed a mechanical heart, groping and stopping at the edge of the forest, and when she stretched out her hand here, Yu Chaoyun reacted and pushed the wheelchair over.

"Why don't you stitch up the wound."

Yu Chaoyun still said one more word.

You Chunshan said very calmly: "I'm afraid it's too late." ”

Those Daoists around him followed Ye Zhuliu, and they had already taken the first step and rushed towards the White Moon Mirror.

There were some sounds of machine failures in the forest again - at the level of life, the process precision is not enough, and it is indeed easy to have many problems.

You Chunshan frowned.

Yu Chaoyun asked worriedly, "How do you feel?" ”

Although the young man frowned, he also subconsciously raised his hand to cover his heart, but when he was close to his heart, he also stopped, his palm fell to his knees, sat in a wheelchair, and said very calmly: "Very good." ”

Yu Chaoyun wanted to say something, but You Chunshan shook her hand and said softly, "Let's go too." ”

The Qingtian Dao girl was silent for a while, and then pushed You Chunshan, who was still coughing up blood and dripping blood, towards the top of the hanging steps.

It's just that she suddenly remembered something, looked at You Chunshan and asked, "What about the Chunshan Sword?" ”

The blindness in front of You Chunshan's eyes still hasn't faded, but it has dissipated a little, which makes him hazy, and he can see some very strange things.

For example, the air flowing between heaven and earth is clearly invisible, but it looks like some air currents with distinct trajectories.

Maybe it's the wind.

Maybe it's the so-called Heaven and Earth Vitality.

The young man turned his head slightly and said calmly, "It will come." ”

The blood-colored Spring Mountain Sword was quietly inserted in the white flower forest.

......

When Li Shi asked such a sentence, You Chunshan happened to appear in the White Moon Mirror, and stopped at the edge of a high-rise cliff road somewhere, listening to that sentence, he sneered and said, "Yes." ”

This young man from the East China Sea, who is weak, naked, and still dripping blood from his heart, is certainly not a senior.

Even where to put it, he is a real junior.

But even if Li Shi is talking about His Majesty, You Chunshan will accept this sentence.

Just like the anger when I first met this Taoist in the forest of Qingtian Dao.

It was just like the blood that flowed all over the white flower forest a quarter of an hour ago.

Li Shi raised his head and looked at the young man with a cold light in his heart in the cold sky above.

The Mirror of the White Moon fell silent again, leaving only the sound of breathing and dripping.

After a long time, the young Taoist laughed softly.

"The heart of the machine?"

You Chunshan's blindness has improved a lot, but it is probably some side effects brought about by the heart of the machine, and the scenes he sees are all inflated and distorted, just like someone holding an uneven mirror and reflecting the world in his eyes.

Therefore, the young Taoist he saw probably chuckled and seemed to laugh.

You Chunshan sat in a wheelchair, silently looking at this seemingly strange world, closed his eyes, and said softly: "Yes, you lost, Li Shi." ”

The young Taoist raised his eyebrows, still chuckling softly.

"But you've really become a great sword cultivator...."

The sentence came to an abrupt end.

In the cold skylight, a brilliant white light came from outside the white moon, like the moonlight flowing, and brushed past Li Shi's ears.

There was a teenager with gray hair hanging down.

Li Shi lowered his head and looked at the moment when the strand was cut off, he wiped out all his strength, faded the blue-black of his youth, and turned pale hair.

"You don't see...."

The young Taoist muttered softly.

You don't see it, the water of the great river comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

The Spring Mountain Sword came and returned suddenly, and slowly landed on the knees of the young man in the East China Sea who was in a wheelchair on the cliff road.

"This is the swordsmanship of the Lingnan Tianya Sword Sect, which was taught to me by Senior Brother Junior."

You Chunshan's mood may have calmed down a lot, so his breathing calmed down, and his vision gradually returned to normal, looking at the pure white aura on his fingertips.

"Becoming an immortal may not be from morning to night, but being a big sword cultivator is very simple, Li Shi, you lose."

Li Shi raised his head again, looked at the young man from the East China Sea with a slight smile, and the sword in his hand did not fall towards the cliff.

"Yes."

He's just invincible.

It's not about extermination.