The aura of the spring water rose up, half of Changyan's body in the center of the spring was not in it, he closed his eyes and remained motionless, the Tianling Cave was smoking, beads of sweat gradually fell down, and the sound of ticking sounded on the water surface from time to time.

Several people by the spring looked at him silently, and gradually, Chang Yan's eyebrows tightened, his heart beat very fast, as if there were ants crawling all over his body, itching but unable to scratch it, the beads of sweat on his forehead appeared more and more, and dripped faster and faster.

Kang Jiu on the side saw his strange appearance, and his brows tightened, this was a sign that the spring water was washing his heart, not only washing away the unknown darkness in his heart, but also driving away the crystalline demonic object in his body.

"Brother Kang, I'm uncomfortable!" Chang Yan finally couldn't bear the pain in his flesh and heart and cried out.

"What's the panic, it's because you're psychologically dark, and after a while, you'll be an innocent person, bear with it!" Kang Jiuming comforted him on his face, and asked Xiang Wan Wujiang in private: "Old man, how long will it take?"

Wan Wujiang listened to his frivolous words, pulled the corners of his mouth and sighed helplessly, and didn't want to worry about him, so he stuck his cane into the soil and stepped forward directly.

He raised his hands in an arc, and suddenly the water surface was unusually turbulent and small waves, but for a moment, the sound of the brush was like waves rushing into the stones, directly into the palm of the boundless, and the smoke of his palm was entangled, and he suddenly pushed it with both hands and slapped it towards Changyan.

With another brush, a wave of water hit Chang Yan's body, and he subconsciously blocked it with his hand, but that power was poured into him, and Wan Wujiang maintained his posture, instilling mana into him continuously.

Chang Yan only felt that a warm current was transmitted into his body, but in this way, the discomfort on his body did not decrease but increased, and there was a buzzing hallucination sound in his ears from time to time.

Boundless's psychic eye had been looking at the monster in Chang Yan's body, and nearly an hour had passed, and the object was still wrapped in blood vessels, tightly sealed, and intact. Quan Shui and he kept doing exorcisms for Chang Yan, but not only did it not work, but he also felt a resistance, he felt that the young man himself did not carry spiritual power, so this power against him could only be sent by that monster.

Wan Wujiang's face changed, and his heart trembled: "This thing is much more difficult than I imagined, this young man has been in it for an hour, even if I can stand it, he can't stand it, once he has an accident, won't it be a failure." ”

After thinking about it, he changed his gestures, his mouth chattered, his hands circled in front of him, fiddling with the airflow, only to see the breeze rolled up and echoed with the dead leaves on the side, the palms of his hands gradually appeared colorful light, the clouds above his head seemed to step on a carriage, and they gathered together in an instant, and the water of the spring pool flowed up, forming a three-dimensional water blanket, and a big word "meaning" faintly appeared on it, and when the strength gathered to the peak, he shouted and hit Changyan with all his might.

The power of the water blanket rushing quickly became soft when it approached Changyan, just like a supple blanket covering Changyan's body.

Kang Jiu on the side had his eyes distracted, and muttered: "'Silky Ruyi'... This old man has even used his housekeeping skills... If you can't save it, I'm afraid it's really hopeless. ”

"Drawing the Silk Ruyi" is the best therapy in the operation, and Zhu You is a "mantra healing" exercise, reciting mantras, and using the power of ghosts and gods to heal patients, but since it is a disease, there will always be a time to encounter a bottleneck. "Silk Ruyi" is the self-created practice of Wanwujiang, chanting mantras to summon ghosts, this is rigid, and gathering spirits to cast spells, this is soft. Combining rigidity and softness, peeling off the cocoon, accepting all things and returning to one, one is the yuan, the vitality is restored, and people are naturally good.

And his therapy combines the spiritual power of the holy spring, and at the same time, it can also protect Changyan's body and spirit from being damaged.

He confronted Chang Yan with his strength, and after only half an hour, he was sweating and secretly exerting his strength, but the object in Chang Yan's body still did not move.

Suddenly, Wan Wujiang's face changed suddenly, only to see that the monster was getting greener and greener, and it was still glowing, Changyan's discomfort finally reached its peak with the change of the monster, and he opened his eyes and shouted: "Ah!!"

"Boom!!"

There was an explosion, a violent wind roared, and I saw a column of water rising into the sky, instantly connecting with the sky, and another explosion, the water column exploded, the air flow scattered with the waves, and the landslide cracked like the sky collapsed.

Wan Wujiang was countered by a spiritual power and the power he captured, and was really hit in the heart, and a mouthful of blood spurted out at the moment.

Kang Jiu saw that the villagers around him were all feet off the ground and smashed to the ground or tree trunks by the angry wind, he crossed his hands in front of him, and took heavy steps to plunge his feet directly into the dirt, relying on his own mana and the binding power of the earth, he was fortunate not to be carried away by the wind.

The force of the wind and the miserable voices of the people continued for some time before they calmed down. He saw Wan Wujiang spitting blood on the ground, and secretly panicked, although Wan Wujiang had not ascended to heaven and become an immortal, his mana was also considered superior among the scattered immortals, and he was actually beaten to this point.

Looking for Changyan's traces again, he was naked, with no blood on his face, lying on the edge of the spring pool.

And that spring pool!

Blown apart, the spring swam along the cracks, but in a matter of moments, it was filled with mud puddles left by trees rising from the ground, and filled with web-like cracks, and from above, the cracks around the spring were filled like a cobweb, which was terrifying.

Kang Jiu was also frightened, and shouted in his heart: "This is a symbol of the realm of freedom, it's over." ”

He hurriedly ran to pat Chang Yan's body, which was cold and lifeless, Kang Jiu panicked and probed his snort, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, if this thing dies in my hands, then my eternal reputation will not be ruined." ”

"Sin, sin!!" came the voice of boundless pain and despair.

Kang Jiu turned around and saw that Wan Wujiang kept fishing for the spring water scattered everywhere with both hands, shouting hysterically while his facial expression was very distorted.

"Hey, brother, wake up, wake up!" Kang Jiu didn't care so much, and only slapped Changyan's face hard.

"Ahem!ahem!" Changyan trembled, waking up like a dream, and recalled himself to reality in a coughing and wheezing.

Kang Jiu helped him sit up slowly and said, "Brother, you are in trouble." ”

Chang Yan looked at the tragic situation around him, the spring pool was blown up and lost its delicate appearance, and there were villagers lying on the ground who were complaining in distress.

"You, you, unjustly!" said Wan Wujiang stepped forward in three steps and two steps, and the speed seemed to make one forget that he had been an old man with a cane.

He still held two lumps of wet soil in his hands, and shouted at the two of them with a fierce look on his face: "You have destroyed the holy spring of this island with demonic obstacles in your hearts, it is really unjust! You have committed such a crime this time, and you don't want to leave alive!"

As soon as Kang Jiu heard this, the people in the realm of freedom in the capital were "gentle and frugal", but now he said that he wanted to kill them, which showed that this time it was really a big disaster, and he hurriedly stepped forward to try to reason with him: "Village chief! How can we be blamed for this? ”

"If you don't come, how can it blow up!"

"Even if we don't come, it's so vulnerable, and sooner or later it will explode..."Kang Jiu, who wanted to reply, hurriedly softened his tone in the aftermath, after all, they are now at a loss.

"You!Okay, you ruined my holy spring, and you even used strong words, come and take them down!" Wan Wujiang was so angry that his face was flushed, his hands couldn't stop shaking, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore and gave an order.

"You... We are to blame for the spring water blowing up, but you can't just say it!" Kang Jiu hurriedly took out the gourd, muttered a few incantations in his mouth, and the gourd suddenly jumped into the air, and in an instant it became as big as a bamboo raft, and he climbed on his legs a little and flew up.

"Kang, Brother Kang!" Chang Yan shouted anxiously, thinking that he was going to leave himself behind.

"What's the hurry, I haven't sat down yet!" Kang Jiu finished speaking, and with a slight force of his right hand, he brought him up.

"Clothes, my clothes!" Chang Yan turned around and shouted, fishing with one hand and protecting his bare arms with the other.

"My life is almost gone, what clothes do I want!" Kang Jiu didn't pay much attention to it, recited a series of incantations, and with a groan, disappeared into the scolding of the villagers.

Chang Yan stumbled and almost fell back, he hurriedly hugged Kang Jiu's waist and asked, "Where are we going?"

"It's all like this, so naturally I should go back to the Immortal Sect first and then make plans... By the way, can you hug my waist comfortably?"

Chang Yan hurriedly let go of his hand when he heard this, and was a little embarrassed, although Kang Jiu was a man, but two men were like this, but they were more awkward than women. He looked back in the direction of Duqing Village, and his heart was mixed, but that place had long been lost in the smoke as the gourd flew into the air.