"Fortunately, Bingdi Honglian and Nanming Lihuo didn't give up on you."
"The red lotus seeds hang on your life, and Nanming Lihuo temporarily acts as spiritual power to connect the body and give you a sense of consciousness."
"In half an hour at night, even if the flag commander comes, I can only write you an elegiac couplet."
Fairy Shuyun frowned into the character "Chuan" and finally shook her head with a look of helplessness.
"Apprentice, I can't guarantee whether you can survive. It depends on your fate."
Mu Nan blinked.
He had no way of examining his physical condition, so when he examined it with his spiritual consciousness, he saw that it was riddled with holes.
Unexpectedly, it was so serious that even survival depended on fate.
"But having said that, an ordinary person would have died long ago from such a serious injury."
"You can still recover a little bit of consciousness, which is considered a miracle of creation."
"Without this trace of spiritual consciousness, Hongyan Xingshu would not be able to sense your breath, and I would not be able to chase Feiyan to find you."
From Fairy Shuyun's words, Mu Nan finally knew what was going on with the flying swallows that were covered in Hongyan running script.
You don't need to think wildly to know that the master must have used Hongyan's running script while chasing Feiyan's stream of light to find his trace.
He finally understood why using Hongyan Running Script requires spiritual consciousness.
Feel the breath!
But what he didn't know was that it had been seven days since he fainted and woke up for the first time.
On the third day, Fairy Shuyun sent him the first Hongyan Running Script.
I wanted to urge him to go to the Jiuyi Gate as soon as possible.
Wen Yuanzheng and Han Yuechang, who were exchange students with him, had already arrived, but he was still halfway there.
But the swan goose running script did not fly away.
There is only one result in this situation: Feiyan cannot sense the opponent's consciousness.
Either the opponent dies or is imprisoned by great magic power.
But no matter what the reason is, it is not good news for Fairy Shuyun.
Fairy Shuyun felt something bad, so she immediately flew out from the Broken Sleeve Pavilion and roared straight to Qingzhou.
It made all the flag commanders of the Tianxian Prison look at him with suspicion.
"Shuyun was in a fight? Are you leaving in such a hurry?"
"Maybe there is no more wine. Apart from wine, there is nothing more important in her eyes."
"No matter what, there are some irregularities."
Fairy Shuyun first went to Cao Buhui, the Taoist priest, and got the news that her disciple had headed towards the Jiuyi Sect.
I started handing out Hongyan running script all the way again, carefully looking for clues along the way.
But until the sixth day, when she almost reached the Jiuyi Gate, she still found no trace of Mu Nan and didn't receive any reply.
Fairy Shuyun had no choice but to seek help from Chang Lan Nanhai of Qi Banner.
After all, Seven Flags controls the intelligence information of the entire Sky Patrol.
After learning that the Department of Foreign Affairs Feng Yue Lou had interacted with his disciples, he rushed to Feng Yue Lou.
It is said that Fengyue Tower was closed for a whole day because of this.
With the door tightly closed, there was only a blood-red cloak on the top of the building, holding a wine gourd and using the Hongyan calligraphy technique with a sense of loss.
But the girl in the building didn't even dare to show off.
I was afraid that breathing too loudly would offend the plague god on the roof.
On the evening of the seventh day, Fengyue Tower finally got a message: Tucheng.
Only then did Feng Yue Lou send off the Plague God Banner Commander with great relief.
Fairy Shuyun stayed in Tucheng for another whole day.
After questioning Zhang Siliu, the widow, Qi Xiaoxiao, and even the third brother of "Huangqiu Ghost", she dug them out.
The third brother was beaten with bruises all over his body, and he kept complaining.
He even used spiritualism in mass graves, but he didn't attract the disciples' wandering souls.
Just when Fairy Shuyun was almost desperate, thinking that her disciple had been beaten to death, Feiyan moved!
…
"Why!"
Fairy Shuyun sighed: "In your situation, it would be better to die."
Thinking back on every detail of the past three years, she spoke again: "Even if you have a dog, you should have some feelings. Besides, you are more or less better than a dog."
Fairy Shuyun was extremely troubled in her heart.
Mu Nan blinked desperately in protest.
"You drunkard, you have the nerve to criticize me? If I were so cruel, I would have formed a pill long ago with my talent. Why do you need to be in such embarrassment?
Furthermore, the matter of the demon in Mr. Li's wife's house was not a task that you took on?
Isn't the final reward for you the Immortal Drunk? "
Fairy Shuyun looked into his eyes and laughed angrily: "What? Not convinced? Xiao Zhuzi knows there is danger and still hides. You are not as good as Xiao Zhuzi! Did I tell you that Zangzhuo deserves it!"
Fairy Shuyun began to read.
Unprovoked.
Until it gets out of hand.
He even got more and more angry as he talked, recounting all the embarrassing things about the disciple from entering the Tianxian Prison to practice slowly, building the foundation for three years, controlling spiritual power to make hot pot, shaping the source of life, etc.
His tone slowly changed from irritable to almost desperate, and at the same time, he was looking for all his faults both inside and outside of his words.
He looked like he hated iron but couldn't turn it into steel.
At the end, he talked about how miserable his life was.
This time it's not for the spirit stone.
But the real sadness comes from the bottom of my heart.
These words could be considered a joke at first, but in the end, Mu Nan felt that he was worthless.
Even between the lines, it could be heard that she might not really be able to save herself.
After all, in her eyes, there are only spiritual stones.
In her heart, there is only Qin Lou.
And he is just a disciple scattered among the dead.
Just like she said, you can take in another Mubei, Mudong, or Muxi at any time.
Mu Nan was a little disheartened.
He didn't know whether it was the sadness of dying or the fact that he should be depressed.
He didn't know why the master who had just said that he looked at his creation could be so angry.
"So be it."
th.
Just when he was determined to die, Fairy Shuyun then said to herself:
"Strive for some energy to survive. As a teacher, I expect you to take care of yourself until the end of your life."
After that, he drank half a stick of incense in front of the wine gourd until his cheeks turned red, and then he threw the wine gourd aside with a drunken look.
Mu Nan sneered inwardly.
She was already in this state, but Fairy Shuyun was still in the mood to drink.
He even got himself drunk.
If he suddenly fell drunk like when he first subdued the rabbit demon, wouldn't his life be decided here?
Or maybe she just wanted to get herself drunk so that she could get that little bit of comfort in her heart?
"When the time comes, are you going to find a Mubei to take care of you until you die? Find a Mubei and earn you spiritual stones to buy wine!"
Mu Nan complained.
In despair, death spreads.
He also truly understood why a dying person could sense the time of his death.
Twenty breaths!
In the dark, he felt the countdown of his life.
"Perhaps, I am not a qualified disciple, and I should not be your disciple."
Mu Nan closed his eyes.
This is the only thing he can do now.
"Destroy it. If you're tired, hurry up."
at this time.
Fairy Shuyun's momentum increased, and her true form, the nine-tailed celestial fox, appeared above her head, and the overwhelming demonic aura went straight into the sky.
They gathered on the nine-tailed sky fox again.
Then under her finger, Tianhu turned into a wisp of soul and sank into Mu Nan's body.
Mu Nan opened his eyes.
At this moment, he felt warm all over his body, and his heart also felt warm.
When the lifeless energy receded, the whole body seemed to have become conscious.
"With no distractions, focus on guarding the entrance!"
Fairy Shuyun sat cross-legged and placed her hand on his Dantian.
He only felt that his whole body was surging with spiritual power, as if he had inexhaustible spiritual power.
All the five senses he had lost returned. The heartbreaking pain made him take a breath, but at the same time, he felt a sense of comfort in his soul!
When he looked inside, a nine-tailed sky fox was vaguely entrenched in every part of his body.
"Master, I'm fine! I feel full of strength!"
Mu Nan spoke, feeling warmer in her heart: Even though the master's words were unpleasant, he still came to the rescue.
"The spiritual platform is clear and clear, and the heart is like still water!"
Fairy Shuyun shouted.
Her whole body was now enveloped in demonic energy, and all the demonic energy flowed into his Dantian Qi sea along her fingers.
Except when Fairy Shuyun spoke to him in such a serious manner during the foundation building, this was the second time in three years.
Mu Nan naturally did not dare to neglect, and with his mind sinking, he repaired all the injuries on his body and rebuilt his muscles, bones and meridians under the spiritual power of Ying Body.
"And a hint of indescribable pleasure."
But he didn't wait to be immersed in this grace for too long.
Fairy Shuyun suddenly took back her true body.
At this moment, he felt as if his body had been evacuated and he was lying on the ground like a puddle of mud.
Even if I take several bottles of Huiren Shenbao from my previous life, it will not help.
The pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow made him roar.
"It hurts me too!"
