(God's perspective)
If it were to be ejected by the flame formation like this, it would have come and gone more than ten times.
He also had varying degrees of scrapes and burns on his body.
"How about we stop first? It seems like you can't get into the center of the flames like this. How about we deal with how to weaken the current around you first, and then perform the Fire Phoenix Technique ritual?"
Mo Yu nodded towards Mo Lin, and Mo Lin turned back into a young man and dispelled the flame array.
The fire phoenix screamed and then disappeared along with the flames.
"I'm fine! I can still...hiss...what are you doing!"
But if something happens, you must persist and try again.
Mo Lin flashed over and grabbed Wan Yi's elbow.
In case you feel a biting pain in an instant.
Mo Yu also came closer to check, "Why are you so brave? There were scratches on your elbows, and you were ejected by the explosion again and again. Because of the impact of the fire mana, the heat was directly attached to the skin. Not to mention bleeding, your elbows were... Your flesh and skin can be burned by your persistence."
"How will I know if I can do it if I don't give it a try? This little injury is nothing at all! Come on!"
Something doesn't look right.
Mo Lin felt that he seemed to have something on his mind, but Mo Lin couldn't speak, but if he asked Wan Yi at this time, Wan Yi's character would definitely not say it out, and he would be more likely to hide these worries deeper.
Although I am irritable and it is easy to show my mood, I am very good at hiding things in my heart.
Mo Lin grabbed Wan Yi's arm tightly to prevent him from moving. Wan Yi wanted to shake off Mo Lin's hand, but he shook it twice without moving at all.
"What do you mean! This is my body, I know if anything is going to happen! You just need to help me recover the Fire Phoenix Technique. Why bother with me!"
If he spoke without caring about the consequences, his words would naturally make Mo Yu unhappy.
Mo Yu went over and took Mo Lin's hand, "We don't care about him, just do as he says, and do whatever he likes. As long as he recovers the Fire Phoenix Technique, it will be fine! We don't have to care about Mo Lin!"
Although Mo Yu angrily persuaded Mo Lin to let go, Mo Lin still didn't let go of Wan Yi's hand.
"I've already said that, let me go and just focus on getting me to recover the Fire Phoenix Technique. Don't worry about my life or death!"
Wan Yi frowned and looked at Mo Lin, who was two heads shorter than himself.
Mo Lin was unmoved. He used magic to apply all the crushed ice he had just collected on Wan Yi's elbow wound.
Those broken ice were naturally some that fell from Jin Qilin's body.
Although the treatment effect is not as good as Jin Qilin's personal treatment, it is also better at numbing the pain of the burn.
Sui Molin slowly applied ice cubes to Wan Yi's elbow, and the wound was slowly healing.
"I said! You don't need to care!"
If he felt embarrassed and couldn't save his face, he wanted to throw away Mo Lin's hand.
But Mo Lin's strength here is too great, and he won't be able to break away at all.
Mo Yu sighed inwardly when he saw Mo Lin treating Wan Yi seriously. He had been impulsive just now.
If things get quieter and he compromises, let Mo Lin do the treatment.
Mo Lin was only concentrating on treating the wound on Wan Yi's elbow. He vaguely felt an electric current flowing from Wan Yi's body to his hand.
These currents need to be directed.
As he waited for treatment for a long time, Wan Shi couldn't help but keep looking at Mo Lin.
Then he looked at the hand he was treating himself with.
Did you have these situations in the past? At that time, you didn't know anything and you were laughed at.
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Jing Lingshan in the memory is still the same as before.
There will still be some competitions between the five halls of the Immortal Sword Sect.
Then the proud disciple of the first hall who wins the competition can become the senior brother of their sect, or even the senior senior brother of the entire Jingling Mountain.
At that time, Wan Yi was just a young disciple of Chengxu Hall, and he didn't know any magic in Jing Ling Mountain, and because of his young age, he was bullied by other fellow disciples in the same hall.
It was also at that time that Taoist Master Chengxu gave him a chance to practice.
"This year's sect competition will involve the entire Chengxu Hall. The internal competition will begin tomorrow, and you can decide your opponent."
Taoist priest Chengxu announced the key points and rules of the competition in the palace.
When everyone dispersed and left, several people surrounded the short Xiao Wanyi.
"I said Shi Wanyi, tell me, are we bullying you if we want to compete with you?"
"Senior brother, what you said is wrong. Why is the competition called bullying? Do you think it's just in case?"
As he said that, the senior brother messed up Wan Yi's hair with his hands.
If you get angry and knock this person's hand away, that person will become angry.
"Why, kid, aren't you convinced!"
"It's been a long time since I came to Lingshan! I don't know anything now, so what's the point of learning? You'll just follow others like a dog's leg! Oh no!"
After saying this, the man pushed Wan Yi directly to the ground.
Another one was about to use a spell to slightly cut off a few spiritual veins of Wan Yi. I heard that the senior brother had done this before.
The elder brother joked that whoever could break Wan Yi's spiritual veins would be given five times the spiritual stone.
If he didn't know magic in the first place, but he was still controlled by magic at this time, he was even more angry.
Just as the senior brother was about to take action, the laughter of Taoist Chengyun came from behind them.
"Hahahaha, what are you guys doing here?"
"Disciple has met Second Master Uncle!"
"Disciple has met Second Master Uncle!"
"Disciple...Second Master Uncle!"
The previous two senior brothers quickly turned around and saluted to Taoist Master Chengyun. As soon as the remaining senior brother put away his spell, Taoist Master Chengyun grabbed his arm.
"Hello fellow nephews, hahaha. You seem to be looking forward to the competition between the various palaces in the future. Now you can't wait to show off your skills?"
Taoist Priest Chengyun waved the black ruler in front of his mouth. The fake smile on his face made people feel chilled.
"no no……"
"Huh? Don't you want to compete? It's not like the disciples of Chengxu Hall here~"
"No...it's not...I still have things to deal with, Second Master Uncle, just let me go!"
Unknowingly, the uncle felt his grasped hand gradually becoming painful.
Taoist Master Chengyun pondered for a moment, "Well, I'm looking forward to your competition with the disciples in my temple~"
"Thank you, Second Master Uncle, and leave, disciples!"
After Taoist Master Chengyun let go of the senior brother, the three people ran away.
Wan Yi also stood up from the ground and patted the dirt on his body.
"What a bunch of bullies!" Wan Yi muttered in dissatisfaction.
Coincidentally, these words were heard by Taoist Master Chengyun. He went over to look down at Wan Yi and smiled, "Haha, little nephew, are you admitting that you are weak by saying this?"
"Me! I'm not weak!" Wan Yi didn't look at anyone's reply.
"Then, let me see it, hahaha." Taoist Master Chengyun turned the ruler in his hand and walked away, "Remember, next time you see me, you have to call me Second Master Uncle."
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