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After all, Yang Jian is the one who has been paying attention to Yan Yan's body, and knows her situation best.

Although I don't understand why Yan Yan hasn't woken up yet, I know that she has no physical problems now.

The soul is also stable, and there is no problem with the spiritual pulse.

Then he could only wait for Yanyan to wake up by himself.

"It's useless for you to be anxious." Yang Jian motioned Nezha to sit down, "I know you are worried about the apprentice, but it's useless for you to be so anxious. If it doesn't work, go back."

Nezha shook his head, gritted his teeth, and said, "What if I leave and can't come back?"

There is no Nezha in heaven, but there are many immortals.

But the apprentice doesn't know what will happen without him as a master.

For the first time in thousands of years, he accepted apprentices.

When the master didn't even give away anything, the apprentice's life and death were uncertain, and Nezha was unwilling to accept this result.

Knowing what Nezha was worried about, Yang Jian didn't say anything.

He just looked at Yan Yan who was lying on the bed and fell into a deep sleep, and frowned slightly.

-

No wishful sea.

Wen Hongyi didn't know the outside news, but seeing Xie Yu being trapped in the stone forest for longer and longer, she couldn't sit still.

"Xie Yu, if this drags on, I don't know what will happen. I don't worry about Yanyan. If I didn't protect her well, I wouldn't watch her being sucked in by the golden lotus."

Wen Hongyi stood up.

Xie Yu is his good brother, but Yan Yan is also his friend.

If Xie Yu has been guarding outside here, what will Yan Yan do?

Xie Yu's voice came from the stone forest, "Yanyan is fine, but she needs this right now."

After the voice fell, a small jade bottle flew out of the stone forest.

The jade bottle was made of ten thousand years cold jade, but when it fell into Wen Hongyi's hands, it was scaldingly hot.

"What is this?" Wen Hongyi held the jade bottle, frowned and said, "Since you can send things out, why don't you come out by yourself?"

"Go quickly. Yanyan is in Bailou City, Xiliang Prefecture."

Afterwards, Xie Yu's voice was no longer heard inside.

Wen Hongyi waited for a stick of incense, but Xie Yu's voice was not heard, so she had no choice but to leave.

"I'll come back when Yanyan's place is safe." If she was sure that Yanyan was fine, Wen Hongyi would naturally come back to guard Xie Yu.

In the stone forest, Xie Yu was trapped on a futon.

Her long hair was loose, and only a few strands of hair were tied up with a headband. Wearing a robe with black background and gold patterns, she looked a little fragile.

"That's Nissei! Are you willing to do so?" Sitting opposite Xie Yu was an old man dressed in sackcloth.

After entering the stone forest, it was this old man who kept Xie Yu trapped.

The old man's attitude towards Xie Yu is very strange.

Suddenly regret, suddenly angry, and suddenly respect.

The old man claimed to be the master of the island, and what he left behind was just a remnant soul, waiting for someone who was destined to come and take away what belonged to him.

But now that there is no Nissei, that thing can't be taken out.

This point, the old man told Xie Yu.

"There's nothing to be reluctant about. Without those, I've been here all these years, haven't I?" Xie Yu sat on the futon, not looking like a trapped person at all.

It seems that I just came here to sit and chat with the old man opposite.

The old man in sackcloth found it interesting and sat at the tea table to make tea.

As soon as he raised his hand, the environment around the stone forest changed.

Xie Yu had seen such a dream-like illusion in the picture of Shanhe Sheji last time.

I don't know what happened to the star swallowing beast.

Seeing that Xie Yu still had time to lose his mind, the old man laughed and said, "If you give up Nichien, you won't get back your true destiny, are you willing?"

"Worthy."

"No regrets?"

"Since you have done it, there is nothing to regret."

"If I tell you, even if you give that woman a nissei, she will still die in the future?" The old man in sackcloth made tea.

Tea trickles from the mouth of the pot and falls into the cup.

The tea soup is clear, and you can see the bamboo leaf patterns on the bottom of the cup.

"There was no her in this world. It's just the sun's essence, the moonlight, the mountains and rivers, and a ray of heaven's essence that gave birth to her. She was born to be the life force of this world."

Putting down the teapot, the surrounding vibrant scenery changed into yellow sand all over the sky.

The wind blows, exposing the human bones under the yellow sand.

Layer upon layer, shocking.

Xie Yu didn't seem to have seen this scene, and only smiled and said: "She is indeed a life force."

If it wasn't for Yan Yan, he didn't know how long he would be fooled by the fate book.

The Yulin two guilds suffered numerous casualties and gradually declined.

Hengbing City will be full of barrenness and become an empty city.

The Mo family would be stolen by others, and Mo Nishang died sadly.

Why isn't she alive?

Xie Yu lowered her eyes, a trace of paranoia flashed across her originally elegant brows.

This world will always need vitality.

"Nishi, I'll give it to you. I didn't have the fate you said, so I also found it." Xie Yu raised his eyes again, and expressed his attitude in the face of the old man's question.

He has no regrets about giving Nissei this matter.

Since that fate was taken away from him when he was born, even if it was designed by others, it doesn't belong to him anymore.

Now he is given a chance to choose.

Xie Yu chose to give up.

"Senior, this junior has also thought a lot these days." Xie Yu clapped his hands, and the surrounding environment changed again.

They seemed to be in the midst of a commotion, with the sounds of peddlers buying and selling things in their ears, and children crying and clamoring for their family members to buy a candied haws for them to eat.

Raise your hand again, and the scene changes again.

In the farmland in the outskirts, the farmers are cutting the seedlings in full swing, and everyone has a smile on their faces.

With the last clap of hands, they reached the mountains again.

People from afar carried stones and chanted chant and climbed up the mountain just to build a bridge across the river.

With the bridge, people coming and going can reach the opposite side faster.

This bridge connects one end with the other end.

"The power of a god can move mountains and fill the sea." Xie Yu said, "The power of a human is also endless."

"That's the position everyone dreams of!" The old man in linen couldn't help standing up, looking at Xie Yu in surprise.

He never thought that Xie Yu would say such a thing.

"To be a god and a man is only a matter of thought. Xie Yu now is what I want most." Xie Yu clasped his palms together, and the illusion around him collapsed, and they returned to the stone forest.

The old man's eyes were in a trance, he sat down in a daze, looked at the tea in the cup, and couldn't help thinking.

-

Nezha and Yang Jian don't know that there is a big grievance running around the world at this moment, just to avoid Tai Weiyuan's pursuit, and send Nizhing to Xiliang Prefecture.

Wen Hongyi was puzzled.

He and Xie Yu had only been on that deserted island for a few months, how could Yan Yan cause such a big incident?

Have all the stars in Tianshiyuan fallen?

When Wen Hongyi pretended to be resting at the inn, she almost spit out a mouthful of wine from her nostrils.

It's because his evaluation of Yan Yan in the past was still too conservative!

Kindness is kindness.

But when people get angry, that's really not soft!

It was only after listening to it a few times that I could tell clearly that not all of them were killed.

Only three were killed, and the rest had their spiritual veins severed and could no longer practice.

After being immortals for so many years, now they have no spiritual power, can't maintain their appearance, can't protect themselves, and it is impossible to fly through the clouds.

But still retains the immortality of the body.

I will see with my own eyes that I am getting older day by day, and my body joints are getting old day by day.

Mortals can still die of old age.

They don't even deserve to die.

"... Among the three star kings who died, do you know who it is?"

The storyteller spoke impassionedly on stage, saliva splashing everywhere.

"That person is Wen Xiangyuan, the former two heads of the well-known lunatic Wen family in Northern Victoria!"

Wen Hongyi stopped holding the wine glass, but before she could react, a middle-aged man in black suddenly sat down in front of her.

"Did you hear that? The friend you were talking about killed your uncle."

The man poured the wine on his own, without treating himself as an outsider at all.

"Hongyi, are you going to find that girl? Where is Xie Yu?"

Wen Hongyi raised her head, looked at the man opposite, and said with a smile, "Who are you, why should I answer you?"

Wen Bichen was not angry either, he just drank and said, "I am your father! You don't listen to what your father says?"

"The Wen family are all lunatics, and lunatics still talk about husband and wife?" Wen Hongyi's state was obviously different than when she was with Xie Yuyanyan and the others on weekdays.

Standing up and leaning in front of Wen Dichen, "Father!"

Then get up and leave.

When Wen Hongyi went downstairs, Wen Dichen's voice came from behind him.

"You were the one your uncle loved the most back then. You didn't react at all when she killed your uncle?"

Wen Hongyi was silent for a moment, then lifted her foot and left.

After Wen Hongyi left, a man also dressed in black sat on Wen Hongyi's previous seat.

Wearing a cloak and hood, it is not clear what it looks like, and asked: "Will he do what you think?"

Wen Dichen pinched the peanuts with his fingers, ate a few, took another sip of wine, and said with a smile, "I don't know. The Wen family are all lunatics, who said that lunatics will definitely avenge their family members?"

Just saying that, Wen Dichen looked upstairs at the direction Wen Hongyi was leaving, full of anticipation.

Although he didn't know whether Wen Hongyi was looking for Yan Yan this time, as long as he planted this thorn...

His good brother.

Even if he died, he would still contribute to the Wen family.

"Okay, I'm going back to Northern Victoria to preside over the funeral of my brother-in-law. If you are free then, I hope you will show me your face!"

Wen Dichen said it happily, those who didn't know thought it was some kind of happy event!

The man was not angry either, and nodded politely, "I'll go when I'm free. It's just a sudden storm, I don't know if I can catch up with it!"

-

Mo Nishang still did not block the news of Yan Yan being injured and unconscious in Xiliang Prefecture.

However, the eminent monks and warrior monks from the local Buddhist temple in Bailou City have already arrived.

The martial monk guarded Mo Nishang's house to prevent some people from taking advantage of Yan Yan's coma to attack him.

The eminent monks chanted sutras and prayed for Yan Yan in the side room.

"It's really not good, try your map of mountains, rivers, and land?" Nezha counted with his fingers, and it was already the ninth day.

Who will sleep for nine days?Do you still eat or drink?

Seeing Yan Yan getting thinner and thinner, Nezha was so anxious that he wanted to drink herbal tea from a bucket.

Yang Jian is no longer as confident as before, leaning on the chair, looking at Nezha very puzzled, "Don't you feel that you are about to lose your strength?"

Yan Yan had been sleeping for too long, even with Yuehua Wheel transferring spiritual power for them, Yang Jian felt a little weak recently.

It's not that he himself is weak, but that the power that supports him to appear in this world is slowly weakening.

This also led to Yang Jian's sense of rejection in this world becoming more and more obvious.

Unless Yan Yan wakes up, Yang Jian probably won't last a few days.

"No." Nezha shook his head, looked at Yang Jian blankly, and asked, "Second brother Yang, are you unable to produce the map of Shanhe Sheji?"

It was a spiritual treasure bestowed by Nu Wa.

Want to drive is not so good to drive.

Yang Jian choked up, Nezha now only thinks about saving Yanyan?

They are brothers after all, right?

"I can't get it out. However, you have nothing to do. Could it be because of your master-student relationship with Yan Yan?" Yang Jian couldn't figure it out.

Nezha didn't care about that, if Yang Jian hadn't been blocking him, he would have gone up to shake Yan Yan awake.

Yan Yan, who was lying on the bed, actually heard the voices outside, and was so moved that he kept wiping away tears in a warm place.

She didn't expect her master and uncle to treat her so well.

Think about it, I really have no conscience.

Every time I write the Q&A book, I want to trick Yang Jian.

When I was learning Shenfa, I often messed around with the great sage, and my master was so angry that he jumped on the spot.

When she wakes up, she must study hard and make progress every day.

"How long will I be here?" Yan Yan looked at Yuehua Wheel.

After she fell into a coma, she was brought to this place by the Moonlight Wheel.

It was white, but very warm.

Yuehua Wheel turned around Yanyan, motioning her to follow him.

Curious, Yan Yan wiped away her tears and followed.

Yuehualun took Yanyan forward for a certain distance, but the front was still white and nothing could be seen.

Before Yan Yan could ask, the Yuehua Wheel suddenly turned rapidly in front of Yan Yan.

The shape of the original crescent moon looks like a full moon under the afterimage.

In the full moon, a picture appeared.

The sun, the moon, and the mountains, rivers, and vegetation all seem to be aware of it.

Before the crisis came, the sun used the essence of the sun, the moon used the brilliance of the moon, and together with the mountains, rivers, and vegetation, they condensed into a group of souls who could not see their faces and were confused.

All the creatures in the mountain ran out and knelt down to the sky.

God has mercy.

Perhaps he also knew that he was powerless to change, so he injected the essence of heaven into that soul.

The soul wandered in this world for a long time.

Sometimes when I get tired, I cling to the trees, stones, creeks, and small flowers by the roadside.

When she was a stone, she saw a lot of people.

Until one day, a man dressed in black and a mask came and was hunted down.

"Xie Yu?" Yan Yan recognized who that person was at a glance.

The following scene was even more familiar to Yan Yan.

It was a dream I had during the days in Hengbing City after saving Xie Yu.

Staring blankly at Yuehualun, his mind was a little lost.

After a long time, he pointed at himself and said in a daze: "I am a 'book' person, so, have I never worn a book?"