"Where did you come from? How do you hear the sound of my piano?" Listening to Long Fan's words, Shihua's heart already believed most of it; he was at risk of going mad, and if the other party had just made a move on him, there would have been no such situation at all; and now he was injured and vomited blood.

"I'm a new disciple of Xuanyin Pavilion; Long Fan!" Long Fan said.

"You are the disciple who started today?" Shihua said with some surprise, and after adding what Shiyin said today, she knew in her heart that this person in front of her was the mysterious disciple who resisted Shiyin's stunning world and killing!

"Yes, I don't know which senior sister you are?" Looking at the woman in palace clothes in front of him, Long Fan spoke.

"I'm not your senior sister, I'm the current pavilion master of Xuanyin Pavilion, poetry and painting!"

"It turned out to be the Pavilion Master, the disciple is really disturbed, so let's leave!" Knowing that he had inadvertently broken into the Pavilion Master's courtyard, Long Fan's heart was also helpless, and he was immediately ready to confess and leave.

However, when things have come to this point, how could the poems and paintings let Long Fan leave like this.

"Seeing that your injuries are quite serious, I will play the Huiyuan song for you again to help you heal!"

"In this way, thank you Pavilion Master!" Hearing the other party's words, Long Fan was also stunned at first, didn't the other party blame himself for trespassing into her courtyard without permission? This also helps him heal.

However, in this southern region, if you are not familiar with life, you don't know what kind of things you will encounter tomorrow after tonight, and if you don't resume your cultivation quickly, if you encounter danger, you really don't have the ability to solve it.

Thinking of this, Long Fan didn't hesitate and said, "In this way, thank you to the pavilion master." ”

Immediately, Long Fan and the others sat down again; wisps of green energy floated out with the sound of the poem and painting; at the same time, Long Fan was also running the "Purple Emperor Sword Body" quickly; when Long Fan's whole body emitted purple light, the green piano sounds seemed to have life at this moment, swarming towards Long Fan's body.

However, this time, Long Fan obviously found that with the appearance of green energy, after his cultivation was restored to the peak of Sancheng, he could not recover; seeing this scene, Long Fan's heart was also horizontal, the "Purple Emperor Sword Body" was running to the extreme, and the green piano sound actually had a slight intention to collapse at this moment.

And the poems and paintings that felt Long Fan's situation, the movements under her hands also accelerated again at this moment, and the power of the initial stage of the "Tribulation" realm in her body was also completely displayed at this moment.

The green energy surged out along with the sound of the piano like a dam releasing water, but in the face of the sound energy of the piano like a river, Long Fan was like a dry earth, frantically absorbing the energy that surged out.

The sound of the piano is getting faster and stronger, and Long Fan's absorption is getting faster and faster; finally, after lasting for half a pillar of incense, the poem and painting finally can't bear it, and the strings in his hand move, and the whole person is weak.

Long Fan's body moved, and he helped the poems and paintings, and said, "Pavilion Master, are you okay?"

"You, who are you, why did I take the "Huiyuan Song" to the extreme, but it still doesn't

Can you heal your wounds?" said the poet weakly.

"I'm from the north, after the previous battle with the enemy, my injuries hurt the foundation, I have been recuperating in Wulingyuan for three months, and the injuries on my body have not improved; Long Fan looked at the poems and paintings, and completely told the other party about the matter.

"I see, my cultivation is only in the "Tribulation" realm, and the level of "Huiyuan Song" is only at the level of the Yellow Rank, even if I play it with all my strength, at most I will only be able to exert the ability of the Xuan Rank Primary, and it will be impossible to heal your foundation injuries at all. "Poetry and painting are a little lost.

"The boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, this injury can only suppress my cultivation a little at most, and the impression on me is not too big, you don't have to take it to heart; when it is you, I just saw that the spiritual power on your body rioted, and you almost went mad, is this what happened?" Long Fan asked at this time.

"It's okay, it's just that there are some things that I can't figure out for a while; being the master of this pavilion and managing such a sect is not a simple matter at all!" In the end, Shihua still didn't tell Long Fan about the matter.

The two chatted for a while, and Long Fan saw that the poems and paintings recovered a little, and then got up and left.

And Shihua looked at Long Fan's back, and also shook his head slightly: "Even if the other party cultivates to the sky, but, not to mention whether he can help him solve the problem in front of him, even if he has a heart, the injury on the other party's body does not allow the other party to confront Chu Xin." ”

Of course, what the poem and painting were thinking, Long Fan didn't know; he just returned to his residence; he began to study the injuries on his body; just now, when he listened to the "Huiyuan Song", at the beginning, he obviously felt that the injuries on his body were getting better, and the injuries on his body could only exert 20% of his strength from the beginning to 30% now; moreover, if he worked hard, 40% of his strength could still be used.

However, there was no effect in the back; after thinking for a while, in the end, Long Fan came to the conclusion that the level of "Hui Yuan Qu" was too low, and the injuries on his body were too serious; at the beginning, "Hui Yuan Qu" still had some effect on the injuries on his body; however, the injuries on the foundation were more difficult to heal the further they went.

This also led to the fact that Xuanyin Pavilion's "Huiyuan Song" could only heal Long Fan to the extent of thirty percent.

Knowing the situation on his body, Long Fan didn't bother with the injury, he estimated that he would stay here for a while, and he would have to leave, otherwise, the injury would not be healed at all;

Since the fall of the Long family, his nerves have always been tense, and he has never really rested at all, in order to take revenge, he has been forcing himself, working hard, working harder, and cultivating harder.

And after coming to this Southern Regions, in this strange place, especially in the three months in Wulingyuan, his body and mind have been relaxed to a great extent.

The next morning, Long Fan was woken up by other outer disciples.

After sitting up, Long Fan heard one of the male disciples speak: "Today is the deadline given by Chu Xin, the young sect master of the Thunder and Lightning Divine Sect. ”

"What deadline?" Among the crowd, one who entered the Xuanyin Pavilion with Long Fan yesterday

The young man asked curiously.

"Chu Xin fell in love with our senior sister of Xuanyin Pavilion, that is, Senior Sister Shiyin, so he came to the door to propose. ”

"If the sect is unwilling, then just ignore it, why is there a time limit?" At this time, another new disciple who came with Long Fan was also puzzled.

You know, in their eyes, Xuanyin Pavilion is a high-ranking existence, how can there be a situation where they are threatened by the other party, but they don't know that the southern region of Xuanyin Pavilion is just a small force with an insignificant tail.

"Xuanyin Pavilion is a great sect in this convenient place, but this sect is completely vulnerable in front of the Thunder and Lightning God Sect. ”

"Oh, Thunderbolt Divine Sect, is it so powerful?" Hearing this, Long Fan was also interested; although the Xuanyin Pavilion Lord did not completely heal the injuries on his body last night, at least he also made his injuries a little better, and he was able to fully use the three-percent cultivation, at least he had the ability to protect himself; therefore, if the strength of the Thunderbolt Divine Sect was not too strong, Long Fan would not mind and help the other party.

"This junior brother, don't you know! The most powerful person in our Xuanyin Pavilion is the Master of the Poetry and Painting Pavilion, and her cultivation is only in the "Tribulation" Realm One Heavy Heaven; such an existence, in the Thunder and Lightning Divine Sect, there are at least three; moreover, the most terrifying thing is that the purpose of the Thunder and Lightning Divine Sect is still the existence of the "Tribulation" Realm Three Heavens!" That outer disciple seems to know a lot of things, and he will be able to answer everyone's questions one by one when the time comes.

"Chu Xin, if you don't change your requirements, Shiyin will not marry you!" Above the main hall of Xuanyin Pavilion, the cold voice of the poem and painting came out slowly and firmly.

"Poetry and Painting Pavilion Master, do you know what you are talking about?" Chu Xin said in a cold voice: "Poetry and Painting Pavilion Master, you want to know that the decision you have made now, but have you considered the consequences?"

"No matter what the consequences, our Xuanyin Pavilion will bear it, if we compromise this time, then the backbone of our Xuanyin Pavilion will never be able to stand up again. The poem and painting spoke.

"Okay, I hope later, you won't regret it!" When Chu Xin's words fell, he saw an old man who came with him slowly stand up.

With his movements, the atmosphere above the entire Xuanyin Pavilion hall also became solemn.

The old man stood up slowly, and said slowly: "Since this is the case, then there is no way, next, let me see, the strength of your Xuanyin Pavilion, how can you dare to refuse our Thunder and Lightning Divine Sect." ”

As the old man's voice fell, I saw that the strong aura on his body also exploded at this moment.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and at this moment, the entire Xuanyin Pavilion people heard it, and then, I saw the old man slowly stretching out his withered right hand to the people in the Xuanyin Pavilion.

The hand looked wrinkled, but from there, it emanated a shocking ripple.

"It's better to be broken than to be broken!" The poem and painting shouted angrily, and the cultivation of the "robbery" realm also exploded at this moment, and the powerful spiritual power, with her bursting shout, slapped out of the old man's palm.