The fear of cultivating immortals comes from insufficient firepower

Hearing this voice, Bai Lang immediately turned around and clasped his fists towards the mountain gate.

"I will follow the master's orders!"

After saying that, he turned around again and looked at Li Xiaofan and others, and made a gesture of invitation towards the mountain gate.

"Everyone, my clan leader has agreed. I can take you there!"

Seeing this, Xiang Hui finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Li Xiaofan didn't want to create any more trouble.

Following Bai Lang and other elders of the Huanhai Sect, they entered the Huanhai Sect.

It’s no wonder that a big sect is a big sect.

Even though the Huanhai Sect is in the Eastern Region, it has always been very mysterious.

However, the buildings and facilities within the sect are still top-notch.

The spiritual energy on top of each mountain is abundant, no less than that of the Dragon Soul Sect.

There are also many rare and strange spiritual herbs and flowers that are not found in places like the Yunmeng Plain.

There are even some tamed monsters in the mountain gate, which are unique to this place.

After entering the mountain gate, Bai Lang first dismissed some elders in the Jindan realm.

Afterwards, only Bai Lang and the female elder named Haiyan were left, and they flew to a remote mountain with Li Xiaofan and a group of people.

It wasn't long before they arrived at a construction area.

There are many houses here, and many disciples coming and going. It looks like a centralized accommodation place.

After the group landed, Li Xiaofan couldn't wait to look at Xiang Hui.

"Xiang Hui, where does your father live?"

Xiang Hui also wanted to see his father immediately, so he pointed to a dilapidated wooden house and spoke while running.

"Uncle Master, my father and I live there. I'll go tell my father right away!"

Hearing this, Li Xiaofan also began to walk towards the wooden house, while at the same time extending his mental power over there.

Soon, Li Xiaofan's eyes showed surprise and anger.

To my surprise, after several decades, I finally found my senior brother again.

What made him angry was that at this moment, through the perception of his spiritual power, he found that his senior brother was just as Xiang Hui said, his body had deteriorated to the extreme.

Li Xiaofan flew past Xiang Hui who was running and entered the wooden house first.

He reached out, pushed open an old wooden door, and slowly walked in.

The furnishings in the room were very simple, with only a bed, a table and two stools.

At this moment, on the bed, an old man who looked to be about fifty or sixty years old, with half white hair, was lying with his eyes closed, coughing laboriously from time to time.

This person was none other than Xiang Hanjian, who was already dying and looked emaciated.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Xiang Hanjian slowly opened his eyes.

When he saw the person in front of him, his cloudy eyes were stunned at first, and then shocked.

He raised his bony hand with great effort and pointed at Li Xiaofan tremblingly.

"Junior brother...Junior brother...is that you?"

Li Xiaofan rushed forward and quickly grasped Xiang Hanjian's hand.

"Brother, it's me, Li Xiaofan, I'm here to see you!"

Hearing that it was indeed Li Xiaofan's voice, Xiang Hanjian's poker face, which had never changed for thousands of years, actually shed tears, which was rare.

His mouth was trembling, but he could no longer utter a word.

At this time, Xiang Hui and others also entered the room.

When they saw Xiang Hanjian in front of them, even Long Fei and others looked at him with sympathy.

From his height and frame, everyone could tell that before he was injured, Xiang Hanjian must have been an extremely tall and burly man.

But now he looked like just skin and bones, with sunken eyes, like a dying old man.

Xiang Hui took a step forward and knelt beside Xiang Hanjian's bed.

"Father, I'm back, and I found the uncle you and mother have been thinking about. You will definitely get better!"

After listening to Xiang Hui's words, or perhaps because he was too excited after seeing Li Xiaofan, Xiang Hanjian actually passed out.

Li Xiaofan was shocked when he saw this and quickly turned to look at Tu Mingtang.

"Owner, you have the highest level of cultivation here, please help me check on my senior brother!"

Hearing this, Tu Mingtang did not dare to delay.

He took a step forward and grabbed Xiang Hanjian's wrist, injecting his spiritual power and mental power into his body at the same time, and began to examine it carefully.

Not long after, Tu Mingtang let go of Xiang Hanjian's wrist and then looked at Li Xiaofan.

"Sir, just like what Brother Xiang Hui said, there is a very overbearing fire power in his father's body, which is burning his meridians and internal organs all the time."

"This person was extremely vicious. He left this flame force on purpose. It won't kill him directly, but will slowly torture him to death."

"Because it has been so long, his meridians and internal organs have been completely damaged. If the fire poison is not forced out in time and he is not treated, I am afraid he will soon..."

Tu Mingtang didn't finish his words, but Li Xiaofan had already understood that Xiang Hanjian didn't have much time left.

Thinking of this, Li Xiaofan hurriedly took out all the Earth Core Cold Grass on his body and turned to look at Xiang Hui.

"Xiang Hui, didn't you say that this Earth Heart Frost Grass could save your father?"

"Now that everything is here, how can we save it?"

Hearing this, Xiang Hui was about to speak, but Tu Mingtang took the lead.

"Sir, in my opinion, this so-called Earth Core Chilling Grass. If it had been taken out a few months earlier, it might have been useful."

"But this person is now terminally ill. I'm afraid the power of this cold grass is powerless to save him."

Hearing this, Li Xiaofan suddenly became anxious.

However, at this moment, the voice of the Soul-Devouring Blood Flame rang in his mind.

"Master, I may be able to treat the injuries of the person in front of me!"

Li Xiaofan was originally in a state of anxiety, but when he heard this, hope was immediately ignited in him.

"What, Soul Eater, do you have a solution?"

As he spoke, Li Xiaofan raised his hand and released the blood-red soul-devouring blood flame.

Soon, the blood-red flame turned into a red little man in Li Xiaofan's hand, with even a hint of human flattery on his face.

Seeing Li Xiaofan release the Soul-Devouring Blood Flame, Tu Mingtang and others didn't feel much, as they had known about this for a long time.

But Bai Lang and Haiyan, who were outside the room, were shocked.

Although they did not come in, their spiritual senses were always paying attention to the movements in the room.

With the cultivation level of the two, they didn't know the true identity of Soul-Devouring Blood Flame.

But just by feeling the breath of the soul-devouring blood flame and its spirituality, you can tell that this flame is definitely not an ordinary treasure.

The two looked at each other and talked for a few words.

Haiyan left quickly and went to the main hall of Huanhai Sect, leaving Bailang alone to watch.

In the room, Li Xiaofan was not in the mood to care about what was happening outside. His eyes were fixed on the Soul-Devouring Blood Flame with fiery intent.

"Spirit Devourer, please tell me how to save my brother."

Hearing this, Soul-Devouring Blood Flame sensed Xiang Hanjian's situation a little, then turned around and looked at Li Xiaofan with a smile.

"Master, this person has a fire power. Although it is very powerful, it is far inferior to me."

"I can devour it cleanly without any difficulty. The only difficulty is that while devouring it, it may cause further danger to the person's body."

When Li Xiaofan heard this, he quickly asked, "Then what should we do?"