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Yin Ling sat down obediently to the side as soon as the west o'clock arrived.

The influence of Huanqing Gu is getting bigger and bigger, Fuzhi thought casually.If Zi Gu is fully matured after the expiration of three months, he may really do some extraordinary things.

After a while, he saw that Yin Lingxi had almost adjusted his breath, so he stood up holding his sword: "Let's go."

"Now? But forcibly breaking the lock and prison jade, if you are not careful, you will be injured. Master, you might as well wait a little longer."

"No need."

If it is delayed any longer, the timing will not be easy to grasp.

Fuzhi came out of the cave, and calmly glanced at the light green cage above the sky.

He pointed with his right hand together, and the Duanchen Sword came out of its sheath!

The tip of the sword rushed straight towards the barrier without hesitation, and when the two came into contact, the silver sword light instantly flourished, illuminating half of the night, and the ominous blood color was forced back a little.

The Lock Prison Jade reappeared, and soon made a crisp crackling sound, and then exploded suddenly!

The blocked world once again saw the full moon.

Almost at the same time, Ah Ruan said: "Master, the backlash has begun. It's not the worst time yet, so hurry back to Tianyanzong!"

There was a sharp pain in Fuzhi's body, as if his spine had been crushed.

He pressed his lips and coughed lightly: Don't worry, I'll count the time, it won't be too far behind.

"Let's go."

Fuzhi took Yin Lingxi Yujian and galloped in the direction of Tianyanzong. Xiyou had already left his lair, so there was no need to worry about the safety of the remaining disciples who were still training.

***

At the foot of Tianyanzong Mountain.

On the six thousand stone steps, stands the majestic main peak.

At this time the sky is still dim, but you can vaguely see the thin morning light.

A silver sword light suddenly fell from the sky.

Yin Lingxi reluctantly let go of Fuzhi's waist and got down from Duanchen Sword, "Master, shall we stop here? Why don't we go directly to Cangwu Peak?"

Of course, it was to make full use of this backlash.

Although Fuzhi didn't know what the backlash was this time, it didn't prevent him from taking advantage of it.

Let this malicious wolf know how to behave.

Fuzhi's spiritual energy in his meridians was about to dry up, if not for the support of Duanchenjian, he might not even be able to stand upright now.

"...You go first, I still have some things to do as a teacher and go to the main peak later."

The bone-shattering pain in his spine made his face pale and transparent, and his drooping eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Before you report this matter to the teacher, don't let the people in the Law Enforcement Hall know that you have returned early."

Yin Lingxi was seriously injured. It was against the rules for him to bring him back from the new disciple trial ahead of time, but if he insisted on protecting him, no one else would say anything.

But with his physical condition right now, he will definitely be in a coma for a while. Without his protection, and the people in the Law Enforcement Hall don't believe the Lord of the Ghost Realm that Yin Lingxi's team encountered, I'm afraid he will inevitably suffer a meal punish.

Yin Lingxi: "Master, do you want me to go back by myself?"

The main peak was still some distance away from Cangwu Peak, he was seriously injured, although he could still use his spiritual power, it was really difficult to go back by himself.

"Ah."

"Master..."

"go back."

Fuzhi interrupted Yin Lingxi's words of trying to please her.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and responded: "Yes, Master."

After his figure disappeared, Fuzhi breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the main peak.

The spiritual power in his body was no longer enough to support him to fly with the sword, and the backlash pain almost swallowed him.

He was in a hurry to come out, but he didn't bring out the sound transmission Lingyu. If he wanted to let his senior brothers know his current situation, he had to climb up to the main peak step by step.

Ah Ruan: "Master...do you really want to go up by yourself?"

The steps at the foot of the main peak have a weak pressure restriction, which is to prevent ordinary people from entering here by mistake. Originally, it had little impact on the monks, but for the current Fuzhi, this weak pressure restriction is like a heavy pressure on the back. of mountains.

Fuzhi: Of course not, just wait and see.

The sword master in the silver robe walked unhurriedly over the steps towards the main peak, holding the sword in his right hand behind his back, like a fairy strolling in the forest, there is nothing unusual about it.

Yin Lingxi, who was hiding in the dark, observed quietly for a while, feeling even more puzzled in his heart.

Logically speaking, Huanqing Gu has gradually deepened now, his master will care more and more about him, how could he let him go back alone when he was injured?

Could it be that something went wrong in the middle?

Yin Lingxi's frown became tighter and tighter, and when he was about to leave, he heard a very soft muffled sound, and his footsteps stopped——

On the steps halfway up the mountain, the cold-looking Sword Master stopped, all the blood on his face faded instantly, cold sweat oozes from his forehead, his figure swayed, and he half-kneeled on the steps as if he couldn't hold on, holding his hands tightly. Holding the Duanchen Sword, the joints turned blue and white.

It was obviously in great pain, but he held it back, not letting himself make a sound.

The blood dripping from the corner of the mouth fell onto the moss on the steps, blooming into beautiful flowers.

Yin Lingxi felt a slight stab in his heart, and subconsciously ignored this strange feeling.

He squinted his eyes for a long time and thought to himself: It's so beautiful.

The sword master slowed down, and he held on for a while, before the half-drooped eyelids suddenly filled with large swaths of black, and then his spiritual consciousness gradually became dull.

He let go of the Duanchen Sword.

pat.

Yin Lingxi's pupils shrank almost imperceptibly, and when he realized it, he had already flitted over to catch the slowly falling figure. A thin layer of frost spread over the ground.

Yin Lingxi pursed her lips.

Soon, the Lingqi bell in front of the main peak mountain gate was rang.

hum-

******

Ten days later, in the main hall of Cangwu Peak.

Fuzhi fell into a deep sleep for ten days, and only then did his spiritual consciousness wake up again in this body.

Ah Ruan breathed a sigh of relief, and told what happened in the past ten days.

After Fuzhi calculated that he fell into a coma halfway up the mountain, Yin Lingxi rang the Lingqi bell, which attracted his senior brother Zhuang Cheng, who was in charge.Soon, all the peak masters were alarmed, and even Gu Mianliang stepped out of Qingzhu Mountain.

His backlash this time was too strong, I don't know how much effort he and his teachers had to spend to suppress the fluctuation of Zhijinggu.

Fuzhi still didn't have much strength in his body, so he slept for a while before opening his eyes.

It was pitch black, with no light at all.

Fu Zhi paused, and asked in his spiritual sense: "... Ah Ruan?"

Ah Ruan: "Master, the sequelae of backlash, temporary blindness."

Blind...

Fuzhi raised her eyebrows slightly: "Then where am I now?"

Ah Ruan: "In the main hall of Cangwu Peak, Gu Mianliang has been guarding your bedside for ten days."

Fuzhi: "Um..."

The main hall of Cangwu Peak is the least popular palace. In the bedroom, faint soothing incense is burning, and a wide bed is vaguely hidden by layers of light-colored curtains.

Gu Mianliang closed her eyes and sat on a chair beside her, the tea in hand was already a little hot.

"Cough cough..."

There were a few hoarse coughing sounds from the bed curtain.

He opened his eyes suddenly, walked to the bed in a few steps, and pulled up the bed curtain.

The person inside was leaning sideways, as if he wanted to sit up, but because he didn't have much strength, his breath was not stable.Gu Mianliang hurriedly helped him up, and put the pillow behind him casually.

Fuzhi's face was still very pale, his inner clothes were slightly disheveled, his long black hair was scattered all over his shoulders, he frowned and pressed his forehead.

Gu Mianliang looked at him for a while, covered the complicated look in his eyes, and sighed: "Ah Fu, you finally woke up."

Fuzhi's pupils dilated: "...Little Martial Uncle, how long have I been asleep?"

Gu Mianliang: "It's been ten days, and your backlash this time is really dangerous. Your second senior sister spent [-]% of the precious elixir from Yaofeng to protect your spiritual veins. Your third senior brother heard that you had an accident and is going to the heavens... Zong rush."

"Zhuang Cheng originally wanted to accompany you, but as the head of the sect, he couldn't get away, so I stayed."

"Cough...Thank you, uncle, for your hard work."

Fu Zhi was quiet for a while, then suddenly asked, "Where am I now?"

It seems to smell the familiar scent of tranquilizing incense: "...is it in my bedroom?"

He groped the edge of the bed, his voice slightly puzzled: "Is it a special magic circle set up? Why is it so dark all around?"

Gu Mianliang looked at the bright and majestic hall, her heart sank, then she stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Fuzhi's eyes.

Fuzhi didn't respond.

"Uncle, why don't you speak?"

Fuzhi seemed to have noticed something, and paused, "My eyes...?"

Gu Mianliang stood up suddenly, "I'll go and call your second senior sister and the others over."

*****

Three days later, the gate of the main hall of Cangwu Peak was finally opened.

The cold wind subsided a bit, and the snow on the peak fell silently. This place and the bamboo house in the back mountain are two completely opposite scenery.

Fuzhi came out of the hall, his eyes were covered with a strip of black silk two fingers wide, he tilted his head and cupped his hands to the woman in purple clothes next to him: "Thank you, Senior Sister Wenchu."

The woman in purple has soft eyebrows and flat eyes. She is the master of Yaofeng and Fuzhi's second senior sister.

Wen Chu nodded: "Ghost silk is not easy to get, your eyes still need to rest well, don't lose this thing."

"Senior sister, don't worry."

"You don't have to worry about the killing of my Tianyan Sect disciple by the Lord of the Ghost Realm. With the senior brother in charge, there won't be any big troubles."

"But you are really reckless this time. How could you go out alone on the night of the full moon in backlash, and even forcibly use it to the bone?"

I don't know what to say.

Wen Chu sighed: "Even if it's for your apprentice, I can't... If I knew this, I should have discouraged you from accepting apprentices."

"Senior sister is serious."

Wen Chu glanced at him, "Originally, your injury still needs to be taken care of for a period of time, but you insisted on coming out early, and the little uncle ran away in anger. Is this also for your apprentice?"

While recuperating in the hall, every time Fu Zhi asked about Yin Lingxi, no matter whether it was the senior brother or the second senior sister, he would be vague and just said that he was fine.But without seeing anyone, he was always uneasy.

"Ah."

The smile on Wen Chu's lips faded, "He's not at Cangwu Peak."

Fuzhi: "Then where is he?"

"In the cold region," Wen Chu said helplessly, "No matter what, he didn't complete the new disciple trial, and even indirectly caused your backlash. The little uncle protected you so much that he personally ordered that Yin Lingxi is staying in the cold region until you recover."

"He won't let us tell you, and there's nothing we can do about it."

Yin Lingxi has not yet built a foundation, how can it resist the cold air in the cold region?After careful calculation, he might have been in it for thirteen days, not to mention that he was still injured.

Fu Zhi's voice sank: "Is there any medicine for healing?"

Wen Chu said strangely: "Of course not, there—hey, Junior Brother!"

Before she finished speaking, she saw Fuzhi call out Duanchen Sword and flew towards the cold area behind Tianyanzong.