Back to Butterfly Valley, the trees here are green and red, the forests and grasses are abundant, except that there are no demon beasts in the past, there is almost no difference from the last time Zhang Feiyang came.

But there are no demon beasts here, but it makes Zhang Feiyang breathe a sigh of relief.

On the way here, thinking of the demon beasts in Butterfly Valley, he was still a little worried, in case there were unknown demon beasts in the valley, and there were still a lot of them, it would really not be a wise thing to bring fire feathers and moon shadows over.

Maybe he's unlucky, he hasn't had time to repair the broken hand, and Moon Shadow or Fire Feather has already encountered an accident and eaten by some demon beast.

At this time, after turning around inside for more than half an hour, when Zhang Feiyang stopped, he saw that there was no trace of the appearance of the demon beast, and there was not even a trace of blood here, so he completely relieved his heart, found a cave, and began to let Moon Shadow and Fire Feather start to repair the broken hand for himself.

Moon Shadow is in charge, and Fire Feather is her assistant, constantly bringing her all kinds of things she needs, as well as clear water.

Zhang Feiyang just watched from the sidelines, waiting with anticipation.

The two of them were busy for almost a meal before they finally stopped.

At this time, Moon Shadow took Zhang Feiyang to a tree stump, knelt on the ground, picked up a basin made of wood with his bare hands, and put it on it, letting Zhang Feiyang lean on his side and soak the wound on his broken arm in the water.

Zhang Feiyang carefully removed the prosthetic limb and did as Moon Shadow commanded.

Even if the wound was soaked in cold water, the pain trembled slightly, and the whole body was cold, but his face did not change and he did not say a word.

At that moment, Moon Shadow took out the ice box containing the severed hand and placed it on top of an iron ingot, giving Fire Feather a look.

Huo Yu suddenly understood, nodded, held the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, and pointed his right index finger on the ice box, running the special exercises of the Fire Feather Clan, and his whole body began to turn blood red little by little.

When all the areas from head to toe turned red, Fire Feather's right index finger was gently inserted into the ice river, and with a pop, it was easily inserted into the ice box of the hard Shengtie.

Then, he snorted and spurted out a mouthful of blood on his right hand, and the whole person's face instantly aged by more than ten years, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows and eyes grew one or two, which surprised Zhang Feiyang.

But his gaze quickly fell on Fire Feather's arm along with Moon Shadow.

Because, after the essence blood spewed out by the fire feather fell on the arm, it actually exploded with a bang, and burned instantly, turning into a cloud of red flames, burning along the arm like a lit lead, to the fingertips at the end of the arm.

When this flame came into contact with the ice box, it covered the entire ice box.

At this time, although Zhang Feiyang's hand was still lying honestly in the ice river, it was more like cooking in a pot, and in the process of burning the fire of life below, it began to slowly roll as the ice on the ice box melted.

Whenever a part of the ice is burned into liquid, the severed hand will roll once, sucking the ice water into it, and then repairing the rotten part somewhere on it.

In this way, little by little, before I knew it, the entire ice box was almost dried up by the fire of life, and only a small piece of ice as thin as a cicada's wings remained.

If this ice flake can continue to be burned, then Zhang Yang's severed hand will also mean that it will be completely reactivated.

In this way, as long as the severed hand is put into the water, the severed arm is connected to Zhang Feiyang, and then it can continue to be burned with the fire of life of the fire feather for a while.

It's a pity, I don't know if it's the first time Moon Shadow has personally tried to take over the lack of skilled experience, or if Fire Feather is not skilled enough to use the Life Flame for the first time, and there are some mistakes, or some other unknown reason, such as Moon Shadow may have misremembered the sequence of steps in the whole process, or maybe Moon Shadow has forgotten some important details, and at this most critical time, the last piece of Xuan Ice can't be burned no matter how much it is burned with the Fire of Life.

Zhang Feiyang didn't know the doorway inside, and when he saw that Moon Shadow's face suddenly became ugly, a trace of bad premonition rose in his heart, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

Moon Shadow shook her head, not knowing how to explain it, and only gave Zhang Feiyang a "don't disturb her" gesture.

She lowered her head, squatted on the ground, pressed her forehead with one hand, closed her beautiful eyes, and began to recall in detail when she was a child, watching every step when her father took over, hoping to find a way to solve Zhang Feiyang's problem this time.

But it didn't work out very well.

The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she became, the more uneasy her face became, and the more ugly her face became, the more she didn't dare to raise her head to give Zhang Feiyang the explanation she had prepared.

In this way, the time dragged on for more and more, and in the blink of an eye, the sky had dragged from noon to evening.

Zhang Feiyang saw that the sun was about to set, but his severed hand had not yet been connected, but the moon shadow on the side kept squatting on the ground and did not speak, unconvinced, at a loss, and powerless, while the fire feather around him was sweating profusely, his face was bloodless, and he still insisted on using the fire of life with a sallow face.

He didn't have to wait, so he naturally asked Moonshadow anxiously and seriously: "Little Yue." What's wrong with you? Why are you going to take it over for me? Tell me what's going on. If you don't say anything or do anything like this, the fire feather will be unbearable. It would have cost him ten years to use the Fire of Life this time. If you can't help me heal my severed hand at once, I'll be in trouble. ”

How could Moon Shadow not know about Zhang Feiyang's worries and Fire Feather's current predicament.

She just always wanted to try to save Zhang Feiyang's current unfavorable situation through her own efforts, but now it seems that this idea is not working.

Thinking of this, Moon Shadow sighed, stood up, returned to Zhang Feiyang's side, picked up the hammer, as if forging iron, and slammed it into the last piece of ice that was as thin as a cicada's wings, hoping to make it less difficult to melt by smashing the ice, and at the same time, explain the current predicament.

"Brother Zhang. It seems that the most important piece of ice is the core of the Ice Stone. That is, the most essential part of the Ice Stone. If the flame of fire cannot burn it, your severed hand will not be able to regain 100% vitality, and naturally there will be no way to restore it. If I forcibly give up this piece of ice now, and let you start to recover your severed hand, then your hand will have sequelae in the future. ”

Hearing this explanation, Fire Feather was not surprised.

Because, he had already sensed the power of this last piece of ice through his own feelings, and it was far more difficult to incinerate than a large piece of ice box in the period.

Zhang Feiyang, who had no idea about this and was a layman, was taken aback and asked directly about the worst result: "What will happen if I keep burning up?

"At most, you can move freely. But if you want to be as free as before, then don't think about it. Moon Shadow replied frankly.

Zhang Feiyang's heart sank.

Such an outcome is obviously unacceptable to him.

He wanted to repair the severed hand not only to make the aura reserve a little more, but also to come in handy during the battle.

Normally, when it is safe and fine, there is naturally no problem with only one hand to do things, but when it comes to a battle like the one that is about to face Qu Wan, one hand can't exert strength, which is equivalent to being wasted.

In this way, he is equivalent to being born weaker than others, if he meets a monk whose strength is one realm stronger than him, such as when he faced Song Cuifu in the late stage of the Qi refining period when he was still in the early stage of the Qi refining period, or when he faced Xiang Dong for the first time when he was still a mortal, the help provided to Zhang Feiyang by both hands at that time was huge.

If at that time, he only had one hand to use, I am afraid that he would have died in Xiang Dong's hands long ago, and it would be impossible for him to have the opportunity to embark on the road of cultivating immortals.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feiyang also became nervous, frowned, and while observing the Xuanbing Chips that were being roasted on the fire of life, but did not change, his mind churned violently like a sea, and he also began to think about how to solve the worst situation.

After half an hour, as if realizing that her abilities were far from being able to cope with such a sudden accident, Moon Shadow shook her head, sighed, stood up, and returned to the front of the Xuan Ice Chip, giving Fire Feather a look.

Huo Yu comprehended, instantly knew the meaning of Moon Shadow, and was about to helplessly put away the fire of life, help Moon Shadow together, abandon this piece of Xuanbing Chip, and try to help Zhang Feiyang forcibly connect his arm.

How could Zhang Feiyang let such a thing happen?

He grabbed Huo Yu's hand and used the monk's coercion to prevent him from stopping, and then, looking at Moon Shadow, asked cautiously, "Is it okay to just melt this piece of ice?"

"You're right. But that's not true. Indeed, as long as you can melt this last piece of Xuanxue, you can help you repair the severed hand perfectly, but it cannot be adulterated. In other words, if you use other methods or other things to melt the Xuan Borne, but the Xuan Shui is contaminated with impurities such as copper or iron, or other things such as soil, it still won't work. Moon Shadow replied truthfully.

At this time, her face was still ugly, as depressed and helpless as Huo Yu, but Zhang Feiyang, who listened to her explanation, was moved in his heart, and he was already happy.

He reached into his arms with his normal hand, took out the small stove, placed it on the clearing, and bit his fingertips again, dripping a drop of blood on it.

The red light on the surface of the small stove flashed, and with a bang, it expanded more than ten times, turning into a large furnace and standing firmly between the three of them, making Moon Shadow and Fire Feather, who had seen this thing for the first time, stunned, and confused, not knowing what Zhang Feiyang was going to do.

Zhang Feiyang didn't explain, his normal hand opened the top cover, let go of it, grabbed it, pulled the last Xuanbing slices and threw it in, and then, covered the top cover, and began to tell Moon Shadow to help find firewood to heat the small stove.

At the same time, in order to prevent his broken arm from stopping the nourishment of the fire of life, he also issued a request to Huo Yu to continue to keep the fire of life unextinguished and to warm his broken arm.

The two of them had already had no way to do this, and seeing that Zhang Feiyang actually had a way to try to melt the last Xuanbing chips, he naturally would not refuse to help.

What's more, this severed hand is also Zhang Feiyang's, if Zhang Feiyang fails in the end, then the responsibility cannot be blamed on their heads.

Thinking of this, they are naturally more willing to cooperate.

In this way, Zhang Feiyang began to slowly occupy the position of active command in this severed hand repair work, which should have been in a passive role.

After Moon Shadow fetches firewood nearby, the small stove instantly ignites a fire, and the surface becomes as red as blood again, and wisps of heat begin to emerge from the top.

After waiting for half a stick of incense, Zhang Feiyang felt that it should be almost the same, this small piece of ice could not be burned for too long, so he personally opened the lid and looked inside.

Really.

Borneol has long since turned into a drop the size of a grain of rice.

Zhang Feiyang closed the lid with satisfaction, and gave Moon Shadow a new order to extinguish the flames.

Moon Shadow fetches a branch and extinguishes the flames, and the temperature of the small stove quickly returns to normal.

At this time, under the dumbfounded gaze of Moon Shadow and Fire Feather, Zhang Feiyang put the small furnace that had shrunk into the size of a fist on top of his broken arm, and then lifted the top cover, allowing the precious drop of Xuanbing water inside to drip steadily onto the wound of the broken arm.

As a cool feeling suddenly spread throughout his body from the wound location, Zhang Feiyang was thrilled and couldn't help but close his eyes comfortably.

Seeing this scene, Moon Shadow's still open mouth turned up slightly, leaving a bright smile like a flower on his face, and he started his work excitedly, picked up Zhang Feiyang's severed hand, stuck it on the wound of Zhang Feiyang's broken arm, and at the same time ordered Huo Yu to increase the flames: "It's now." Maximize the flames of the fire of life, so that they completely cover Brother Zhang's wounds and severed hands. ”

Huo Yu's face turned pale, and a row of sweat the size of soybeans oozed from his forehead, obviously leaving no room for it.

After a few laps of the fire of life, Zhang Feiyang's wound finally began to heal rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The broken bones began to reconnect, and the inactive veins and blood vessels were revived, as if they were ropes after ropes, and even the skin and flesh that had become necrotic and blackened or whitish were like dead trees in spring, and their healthy color was restored.

But the entanglement of blood vessels and tendons is in no order, and their connection only follows the principle of proximity, the more entangled, the more chaotic and chaotic, which also makes Zhang Feiyang's face more ugly, and after a long time, there is also a faint pain.

Just then, Moon Shadow struck.

She opened her ten fingers, grabbed Zhang Feiyang's chaotic blood vessels, and pulled them again, and then, her eyes and hands quickly connected several of them with tendons and veins, and Zhang Feiyang felt much more comfortable when she landed.

Then, Moon Shadow skillfully concocted the same method, and operated Zhang Feiyang's severed hand and the rest of the tendons and blood vessels at the wound in this way, and all the chaotic tendons and veins became orderly, connected together at the most correct angle and position, and grew back into one.

In this way, after a cup of tea, the three of them witnessed the miracle of Zhang Feiyang's broken hand recovery.

The three of them looked at each other, and there was an indescribable, but real excitement between their eyebrows.

But soon, the excitement turned into fear, nervousness, and uneasiness.

Before Zhang Feiyang could thank Moon Shadow and Fire Feather, let alone give Fire Feather the cultivation method at the beginning of the Qi refining period, suddenly, above the Butterfly Valley, two familiar figures appeared on the peak of that mountain peak.

One dressed in yellow is the coerced guide Earth Dragon.

And the other person, tall and thin, carrying a six-foot-long sword, with a gloomy face, is smiling triumphantly at Butterfly Valley, who else could it be?

Isn't it Qu Wan?

"Haha! You're so smart. He actually fled into the Butterfly Valley again. But do you think that if you escape into Butterfly Valley and cover up the smell of Butterfly Valley on your body, I won't use my brain to find you? Since you like Butterfly Valley so much, then stay here forever and don't go out. ”

With a wave of his hand, he pointed towards the Butterfly Valley under the mountain peak: "Burn!"

With a clear order conveyed, on the peaks on all sides of the entire Butterfly Valley, dozens of disciples of the Inner Sect of the Heavenly Remnant View came out in an instant, holding torches one by one, their eyes flashing with excitement, and under Qu Wan's will, dozens of torches were thrown down the Butterfly Valley.

Only a muffled sound was heard in the valley, and a ring of fire rose in the outermost circle of the entire valley, and began to spread to the valley relentlessly.

Wherever the flames passed, the trees withered, the flowers withered, and there was no grass at all, leaving only the scorched earth as black as ink.