Under a simple roof, the water in the enclosure could not be drained, and the villagers were surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and a slightly fat woman stood in front of the crowd with her hands on her waist and said: "No, I can't let you take him away, Sister Zhang is a well-known kind-hearted eye, we can't bear to see her widowed like this, we are not afraid of the contagion of bullshit, everyone says yes!"

Everyone responded: "What Sister Zhu said is that they can't be allowed to take people away." "Yes, no one in our village is missing. ”

A few depressed disciples of the Sword Yuan Sect who had been arranged finally went out, and encountered so many people blocking them, and they felt uncomfortable in their hearts, and roared angrily: "You fools, don't get out of the way, I'm here to save you, not only do you not know how to be grateful, but you are also so stubborn, it's really stupid." ”

"You little child, headless and brainless, your mouth is full of nonsense, can you find someone with a non-smelly mouth to talk to the eldest lady!" she said angrily.

"You!" he clenched his fists, the roots of his teeth clenched, almost about to have a seizure, "What did the eldest lady say, we are just temporarily taking Sister Zhang's husband for treatment, and we will send him back after he is cured." We still have this credibility in Jianyuanmen. Liu Qianyu said in a round.

Aunt Zhu hesitated for a moment, and suddenly there was an exclamation in the house, and the noisy crowd outside the house suddenly quieted down, all looking into the house, Liu Qianyu turned around and went into the house, as soon as she entered the house, she saw Mo Lingfan lying on the ground, holding her little head and blushing, looking at this side with difficulty, her eyes looked straight at her, as if telling Liu Qianyu something, which made Liu Qianyu's second monk puzzled.

"Lingfan, don't relax!" Donald Artist helped him on the side, instilling spiritual power in him, and the two sat cross-legged on the ground, just like that, closing their eyes and recuperating under the gaze of everyone. For a while, everyone was at a loss, and the disciples of the Sword Yuan Sect put the sick man back on the bed for the sake of the seniors' face, and waited quietly for him on the side.

At this time, a blood-red mark appeared on Ling Fan's forehead, a blood mark! His lips turned pale, and there were some beads of sweat on the old man's face.

At this time, in the spiritual sea of Mo Lingfan, an old man looked around, the thin aura wandered in this small secret room-like place, a blood-red mark floated in the air, and a trace of blood continued to insert into the surrounding spiritual bib, extracting the spiritual energy, which was probably the reason for the pain of the end of Lingfan, constantly absorbing the aura around him, and the old man could only continue to convey the spiritual energy.

"No, this input of aura will drag me down sooner or later, so I have to find another way. He thought so, and looked around, looking for a way.

"Blood Yin Na Ling! You must first let him learn to absorb the aura between heaven and earth. "There was a sound in the space, echoes wafting.

"Why are you?why are you here?" Donald was very surprised, the spiritual sea was invaded, and the body would be injured, but Mo Lingfan's injury was caused by blood marks, so what was going on.

"Don't ask so much, I won't harm the child, you better settle the matter of Naling first!" the man said and was silent.

That's all it can be.....

"Lingfan, Lingfan", after the old artist woke up, he called out to Mo Lingfan, without noticing the eyes around him, Tang Xiaolan squatted aside to wipe Mo Lingfan's sweat.

"Uh-huh." Mo Lingfan's face moved, and Tang Xiaolan, who was wiping his sweat, quickly noticed this action, and she exclaimed, "Wake up." ”

The big guy's face stretched for a moment, and the old artist Tang also showed a trace of joy, and he shouted harder: "Lingfan, Lingfan!" "Grandpa Tang." He whispered in response.

"Okay, don't move yet, listen to me, now you have to learn to Naling, and if you learn it, you can cure your current disease. He said.

"Grandpa, I can cure that, I have blood marks. Mo Lingfan said strugglingly.

"Sure enough, it's a blood mark" Baiyang on the side, Baixia thought so, and those people from the Sword Edge Gate were shocked, "Blood Mark!" Even Liu Qianyu, who had always been calm, showed a different expression.

"Don't talk about this yet, you have to learn to accept the spirit before you can be cured. Donald told him softly, with a sense of seduction. "No, I have to treat Brother Zhang first, otherwise he will be taken away. Mo Lingfan said slowly.

Sister Zhang listened and held his little hand with tears on her face: "Child, it's okay, you have to treat yourself first before you can better treat others." ”

Donald Artist turned around and glanced at Liu Qianyu, she was looking at the child intently, noticed that Donald Artist looked at him, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, my brother said that it can be cured, so I will wait for my younger brother to get better and then treat it, it's all treatment, not in a hurry." She forgot the three days she had given her master.

The other disciples of the Sword Yuan Sect and Na Longxing also did not express their opinions, and let Liu Qianyu call the shots, which showed that her status in the Sword Yuan Sect was above them.

After listening to her words, Mo Lingfan smiled, "Okay, I'll learn first, and then Brother Zhang." ”

"Senior, regarding Na Ling, I happen to have a very suitable set of primary Na Ling Mind Method. You can give your brother a try. As soon as Liu Qianyu raised her hand, a token-like thing appeared in her hand, she handed it to the old Tang artist, and after taking the token, he roughly swept the [breathing method], a kind of exercise that extracts aura by inhaling air, which is indeed very suitable for newcomers.

Without further ado, the old artist Tang smashed the token, and under the puzzled gaze of the other disciples of the Sword Yuan Sect, Liu Qianyu's snickering joy was reflected.

Donald Artist also clearly knows that this is the olive branch of the Jianyuan Gate, the strangeness of the blood seal of Lechuan is rare in the world, but he does not have the exercises of Na Ling to Lingfan, mainly because it is not as suitable as this, the crushed token turned into a light word, and drilled into the mind of Mo Lingfan, "Spit out the old and accept the new, swallow the vast and absorb the Hua, the heart is moving, and the spirit is retained." ”

This [breath method] is simple and easy to understand, Mo Lingfan relied on the foundation of the previous appreciation of the ethereal sword, and understood the operation mode of this exercise in a moment, a trace of green qi was inhaled into his body, seeing this, Donald took out a few dark cyan stones, and shattered them violently, and the aura in the room instantly became abundant, and the green qi around Mo Lingfan became more and more intense, and his complexion gradually improved.

Seeing this, Donald Artist was in a good mood, got up and said to Liu Qianyu: "Go back and take me to say to Old Man Qin, he taught a good seedling." Seeing the old man's appreciative gaze, she was also very happy, and replied: "I must bring it, I don't know the senior's surname, I can bring the master." "My surname is Tang. ”

"Disciple Liu Qianyu visited Tang Baichuan's seniors. She suddenly said solemnly.

"Disciple Liu Longxing visited Tang senior. The disciples on the side all paid homage to him, with respectful expressions and strong admiration, and Tang Xiaolan looked triumphant.

"I've been retired for years, and I don't have to. He waved his hand.