Jiang Fan slowly stood up from the ground, most of the large and small wounds on his body had healed, only the two wounds on his arms were still slowly bleeding blood. However, compared to Xue Ping on the side, Jiang Fan's condition is much better.

"Why? Why did I spontaneously combust the spiritual root, and I am not your opponent!" Xue Ping lay on the ground, his eyes full of unwillingness.

"Xue Ping, you are defeated, and your name is no longer on this hidden dragon list. Jiang Fan didn't answer him, just looked at his already useless left hand, frowned slightly, and said coldly.

"Defeated, yes, I lost, but in this courtyard, you have to have your life to live!" Xue Ping's face suddenly turned hideous, and a bad premonition rose in Jiang Fan's heart.

Sure enough, I saw a unique bottle in Xue Ping's hand, the bottle was made of black crystal, shaped like a small sword, and there were scarlet lines on the bottle, and in the middle of the bottle, there was a vigorous and powerful "sky" word.

Jiang Fan just wanted to step forward, but Xue Ping had already poured out a pill from the bottle and took it down. Suddenly, a majestic momentum poured out of his body.

"This momentum... This elixir is exactly the same as what Sun Tong was taking!" Jiang Fan understood the effect of this elixir at the moment, and without hesitation, clusters of green light beckoned to Xue Ping's body.

"What's going on?" The disciples who were watching from afar couldn't see the scene of Xue Ping taking medicine, they just watched in amazement as Jiang Fan smashed one spiritual healing technique after another on Xue Ping's body.

"Senior Brother Jiang is really a bodhisattva!" Everyone who was watching the battle thought that Jiang Fan was saving Xue Ping, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. Only Li Pingchuan, who was on the side, watched the spiritual healing techniques one after another, and his scalp was numb.

"Jiang Fan... Vomit... You stop Lao Tzu!" Xue Ping's aura on the ground was rising at this time, but the green light clusters were frantically destroying the vitality in his body.

Xue Ping struggled to stand up, and he suddenly began to use his mental method, wanting to absorb the aura of heaven and earth to heal himself.

Jiang Fan's eyes lit up when he saw this, and he silently said "Battle Realm!" in his heart, and suddenly, the waste aura in Jiang Fan's body came out of his body, and the two of them were wrapped in an instant.

Xue Ping on the side was exercising, and he was caught off guard, and a stream of waste aura was sucked into his body like this, and suddenly Xue Ping seemed to be blinded by a hammer, and his feet were limp and slumped on the ground.

So, in Jiang Fan's complicated gaze, the whites of Xue Ping's eyes turned outward, and he was foaming at the mouth with white foam, kicked his feet, and passed out.

"Is it so hard to suck? I don't know the goods!" Jiang Fanyun withdrew his aura lightly, looked at Zhou Buyi on the side, and complained: "Elder Zhou, why don't you care if he takes drugs?"

"Hmm, don't you want to take drugs when you fight?" Zhou Buqi asked, grabbing his straw-like hair.

"The sect stipulates that this kind of exchange cannot be done with the help of medicinal power, Elder Zhou, don't you know?" Jiang Fan suddenly had a black line in his head, whether this unreliable old man was an elder of the sect or not, he didn't even know this.

"Oh, Ling Xuzi is really troublesome, he doesn't like to take medicine, and he doesn't let others take it. ”

Zhou Buqi waved his hand and said, "What's wrong with taking medicine, don't you want to think about it, Elder Li, who is in charge of chores, doesn't take medicine, where is the big fat boy? And that Elder Xing..."

"Okay, stop, disciple, I know!" Jiang Fan wiped the sweat from his head, this week the elder really dared to say anything.

"Then this courtyard is mine now?" Jiang Fan asked again, he was afraid that Elder Zhou wouldn't know what to do, so he hurriedly reminded: "I also trouble Elder Zhou to go to the registration elder office to help the disciple register!"

"Got it, got it. Zhou Buyi slowly walked over with melon seeds, looked at Jiang Fan, and said, "I happened to have something to do with Ling Xuozi, so I'll let him do these little things." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Xue Ping, who was unconscious, and said, "This guy doesn't know if he can survive the power of the backlash." ”

Zhou Buyi glanced at Jiang Fan meaningfully, walked to Xue Ping's side, first picked up the strange-shaped bottle, and then pulled Xue Ping's feet and dragged it into the distance.

"It just so happens that Elder Yang is also here, let him see if he can be cured. Boy, listen to Lao Tzu's advice, the things under the lake, now is not the time..."

Jiang Fan was slightly stunned when he heard this, and when he came back to his senses, he had already gone far that week, leaving only a bloody mark on the ground, which was ploughed out with Xue Ping's face.

"Elder Zhou, who is it this time?" Jiang Fan muttered as he looked into the distance.

The disciples who were watching from a distance all left here one after another, only a few who wanted to say a few words to Jiang Fan were standing there hesitantly.

"Brother, aren't you leaving?" At the edge of the crowd, Chu Wuhan looked at his brother and asked in a low voice.

"Let's go. Chu Wuchen stared at Jiang Fan for a moment, then turned his head and walked to the side.

"Wuhan, you go back first, I'll go to the study pavilion to choose some exercises. Chu Wuchen hesitated for a moment, and then said to his younger brother.

Chu Wuhan was stunned for a moment, nodded, and the two brothers walked into the distance.

Jiang Fan dragged his body full of scars towards his new courtyard, and the matter of dealing with the disciples naturally fell on Li Pingchuan's head again.

After a big battle, Jiang Fan's body was already exhausted and couldn't be tired anymore, he looked at himself covered in blood, and he didn't care so much, he lay on Xue Ping's bed and fell asleep deeply.

..................

In the Hidden Immortal Palace.

Ling Xuzi and Elder Yang sat quietly on top of the main hall, each with a cup of fragrant tea beside them, but it was already cold.

"Elder Yang, did you really tell Zhou Buqi to let him come to the Hidden Immortal Palace?" Ling Xuzi stared at the teacup in front of him and asked unhurriedly.

"Master, how dare I, Yang Yongchuan, lie to you? If it weren't for the fact that I didn't go too far this week, I wouldn't have been able to let you give me justice!"

Elder Yang, who was sitting next to Ling Xuzi, heard this and stood up. He pointed to the burnt beard on his chin and said excitedly.

"Elder Yang, don't be angry. Alas, Elder Zhou's identity was special, but for more than a hundred years, Elder Zhou could be regarded as keeping to himself, how could he do such a thing. ”

When it comes to Zhou Bu, Ling Xuzi is even more of a big one. He couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Uphold justice, if the seniors really make a mistake that week, I am afraid that the situation will be more severe than the Blood Domain Demon Sect's attack on the mountain gate. ”

Ling Xuozi secretly thought to himself, "Alas, I have already told these outer sect elders that when I see Zhou Buyi, try to hide and endure a little." But what kind of play are you playing with this week?"

Ling Xuozi and Yang Yongchuan were each thinking about their own thoughts, and at this time, a lazy voice came from outside the hall: "Master, called Lao Tzu... Ahem, did you call me to invite me to dinner?"

"Elder Zhou, where have you run this day? Do you dare to delay when the head of the sect calls you?" Elder Yang on the side saw that he had finally appeared, and stood up as soon as he slapped the table, glaring out of the door with both eyes.

I saw a figure outside the door walking forward unhurriedly, dragging a person like a dead dog in his hand.

Zhou Buyi took coquettish steps, stepped into the threshold of the main hall, and walked inside.

"Huh?" he took two steps, but found that the leg he was dragging in his hand could not be dragged, and he didn't lose or look back this week, but he grabbed the leg with his right hand and pulled it hard.

With a "click", Ling Xuzi and Elder Yang watched in amazement as Xue Ping's chin slammed into the threshold of the Hidden Immortal Palace, and was pulled in by Zhou Buyi.

"Elder Zhou, this is..."Ling Xuzi pointed at Xue Ping, who was motionless, and asked cautiously.

"Oh, this is an outer disciple, he was injured in the battle, and he also took some messy medicine, I rescued him, I want Elder Yang to see if there is still any salvation. ”

"Elder Zhou, I'm a Dan Master, not a Doctor!" Elder Yang said, but he still hurriedly walked closer and turned Xue Ping over.

"Alas, when I fainted before, my face was just pale, why is it still a little ruddy now?" Zhou Buqi scratched his head and said to himself.

"Elder Zhou, his whole face is almost smoothed, can it not be ruddy?" Elder Yang looked up at Zhou Buyi with disdain, pried open Xue Ping's mouth, and slapped him on the back of the head.

Suddenly, Xue Ping, who was unconscious, spit out a lot of stones and dirt, as well as a leftover apple core.

Elder Yang released his spiritual power and leaned towards Xue Ping's body, he was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhou Buyi and asked, "What kind of pill is he taking?!Why is this medicine so strong?"

"Give. Zhou Buqi threw the vial in his hand to Elder Yang.

Elder Yang took the bottle and looked at the word "Heaven" engraved on it, puzzled. Ling Xuozi on the side, seeing the words as if he had hit a ghost, stood up in shock.

"Elder Yang, get out of the way, I'll come to the rescue myself!" Ling Xuzi said as he stared at the bottle.

"Credit, you still showed up after all!" Ling Xuzi read in his heart