By the time the big yellow dog carried Yang Bufan to the cave, he could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground. He was obviously seriously injured.
They stuffed pills into their mouths to heal their wounds.
"This kid can't really die like this!" After a long time, the little monk's injury improved a little, and he looked at Yang Bufan and said.
"His life must be very tough"! The big yellow dog looked at Yang Bufan and said thoughtfully.
"hope so"!
After saying that, they all stopped talking and closed their eyes to recuperate their bodies.
Only Nv Qiao was carefully taking care of Yang Bufan, feeding his dry lips some water from time to time.
The Great Desolate Sutra was slowly running in Yang Bufan's body. In his eyes where the tendons were blocked, the spiritual energy in his Dantian had dried up. The tendons all over his body were only glowing faintly at this time, emitting a little light. That was his The body is saving itself, albeit slowly, but fortunately it is effective.
Yang Bufan had big beads of sweat dripping from his forehead at this moment. He had a dream...!
The sky is gray, and even the whole world has lost its color, without a trace of color.
On the endless mountain peaks, there are thousands of people. The buildings there are very grand. The mountain gate is open, people come and go, and sometimes there are people flying in the sky and then landing there.
The people there are all dressed in brocade and have pure and refined temperaments, just like gods.
"Yeah! Brother, brother"!
A pink-carved female doll staggered, looking like she had just learned to walk, playing behind a little boy of about four or five years old.
The little boy was playing with the girl doll, his eyes full of love.
People passing by could tell that they loved the porcelain doll-like brother and sister very much. They would tease them from time to time, and at the same time they were very respectful to them on their expressions.
Then everything seemed to change in an instant.
A pair of men and women are flying towards this side quickly. The man's jade tree is facing the wind, and the woman's face is beautiful. She looks like a talented man and a beautiful woman.
But their expressions seemed very anxious, and their bodies were all stained with blood.
"Xiaofan, be good, I will take you to a place, and you will live there from now on"! The woman's eyes were moist, and tears rolled down her eyes.
The young boy didn't know what happened. He just nodded obediently and stretched out his hand to wipe the woman's tears: "Mom, why are you crying?"
The woman didn't say anything, and hugged the two brothers together for the last time. Then she reluctantly put down the girl's doll and took the little boy and flew out quickly. Behind her was the man, and they quickly flew away into the distance.
They passed through one jungle after another, and crossed one mountain after another. The little boy only felt the whistling wind in his ears, and occasionally wiped away a few drops of hot tears for his mother.
After a long time, they came to a small village. At night, his vision was blocked, so he could not clearly see what the surroundings looked like. He only felt that it should be an extremely desolate place, and from time to time there seemed to be the sound of roaring beasts.
A wooden thatched house opened, and a kind old man came out. His eyes were surprised at first, and then calmed down, and he took them into the house.
They started talking, and the ignorant little boy didn't know what was going on. But when he looked at the old man's sometimes frightened, sometimes angry, and sometimes melancholy expression, he felt like something was happening.
After a long time, the couple knelt down and kowtowed to the old man several times. The old man quickly stepped forward to help them up, his eyes a little moist.
The couple walked to the door, turned their heads and took one last look at the little boy, with overwhelming reluctance on their faces.
The woman had already burst into tears, tears streaming down her face, and her shoulders were shaking.
Then they took a deep look at the little boy and the old man, turned their heads without stopping, and disappeared into the vast night, never to come back again!
The world began to distort, and the memory fragments also became fragmented.
"Father, mother, don't regret"!
Yang Bufan, who was in a coma, kept mumbling, his whole body was wet with sweat, and a few tears fell from the corners of his eyes, which looked distressing.
"Little brother"!
Qiao Nu tried to call Yang Bufan softly, but the little monk and the big yellow dog did not speak, feeling heavy in their hearts.
They could feel that Yang Bufan seemed to have dreamed some extremely painful memories, and they didn't know what to say for a while.
Yang Bufan slowly opened his eyes, his eyes empty and confused, as if he hadn't recovered from the dream just now.
Slowly, Yang Bufan came back to his senses and forced a smile at them, but it was pale.
At this time, his body was extremely weak, and it took a lot of strength to sit up and lean on the earth wall.
The injury he suffered was extremely serious, and he was almost disabled. He closed his eyes and looked at his body. At this time, the spiritual energy there was dry and the muscles and veins were severely blocked. It seemed that it would be difficult to recover for a while.
"Alas, I'm still not strong enough"! Yang Bufan laughed and laughed at himself.
Now they are all working hard to recover from their injuries. The big yellow dog will take Qiao Nu outside to pick some wild fruits and hunt some prey, so there is no shortage of food.
In this way, they stayed here for more than ten days. At this time, the big yellow dog and the little monk had basically recovered to their peak, and Yang Bufan seemed to have not recovered yet.
He was so seriously injured that anyone else would have hated it a long time ago. He just relied on his strong physique to resist. Even so, it almost cost him his life.
In this way, more than a month passed, and they were all back to their peak and their injuries had healed.
During this period, the young monk continued to study the formations, consuming piles and piles of crystals. He was often bombarded and became disgraced and embarrassed!
"Ami, what a great Buddha, I must thoroughly study the formation, so that my future escapes won't be so embarrassing!" The little monk said secretly.
In fact, the last time he sharpened his weapon in battle, he copied the gourd's plan and forcibly constructed a teleportation array. Because of his lack of proficiency, he suffered severe backlash, so he was determined to master it.
"Practice hard for me. Next time you pass it to us somewhere and you drop it in the air, I will definitely give you two more rows of teeth marks on your thighs." The big yellow dog threatened the little monk and went up. It fell from the air for the first time and almost killed them.
The little monk smiled and said: "That's not the first time. Hehe, besides, if it weren't for me, you would all be kidnapped by that old man!"
The big yellow dog knew that it was all thanks to the little monk that he could escape, so he stopped talking, otherwise the two would have to fight again.
After several desperate escapes and battles, Yang Bufan gained a lot of insights.
At this time, he was sitting in an open space, thinking carefully. He felt very strange, and he became fascinated for a while.
"So you are hiding here"!
A very discordant sound sounded, making several people want to stamp their feet.
"It's really haunting"!
Yang Bufan woke up from trance, feeling extremely irritable. He felt that he had realized the critical period, and now being interrupted made him very unhappy.
"you again"!
The young monk frowned coldly, his expression mixed with anger.
Several people quickly stood together again, and the little monk was ready to form a formation and escape at any time.
"Haha, you guys are so easy to find. It took me so long to find them. I can't help but find you. My broken body can't hold on much longer!" The old man's expression was helpless, but in the eyes of a few of them, he deserved to be cut into pieces.
"Don't leave this time!" As he spoke, the old man stretched out his big hand and grabbed it.
Yang Bufan prepared to attack, and the young monk quickly prepared to form a formation and escape.
"You are so old, don't you feel ashamed to bully a few children?"
An ethereal voice came, with a little anger mixed in the voice.
A figure descended from the sky, with fluttering clothes, like a fairy descending from the fairy palace. His charming eyes were as clear as water, very clean, and it made people feel infinitely fond of him.
Her face was cold, but even so, she exuded a charming temperament.
After Yang Bufan saw it clearly, he immediately recognized it.
"is her"!
The person who came was Qingyin from the Lingxu Sect. He floated down from the Lingxu Sect and wanted to come to help Yang Bufan rescue him.
When the old man heard the words and saw the person coming, he said: "Fairy, why should you pay more attention to this matter, so as not to get into trouble?"
Qingyin gave him a cold look and said, "He is my friend. Do you want me to pay more attention to this matter?"
These words made Yang Bufan's heart warm. He had been targeted by everyone in the past few days, and now Qingyin moved him a lot.
"Haha, no matter who comes today, I will take action. Fairy, don't blame me for being rude!" The old man spoke in a gentle manner, but his actions were actually very vicious, and he wanted to suppress Qingyin.
A bronze mirror was slowly lifted out by Qingyin, floating in front of him, emitting light.
As soon as the bronze mirror came out, the world seemed to be suppressed. The aura released by the bronze mirror was so terrifying that people couldn't help but want to worship it.
At this time, the bronze mirror locked onto the old man. The old man's expression was horrified and his eyes were full of disbelief.
"Holy weapon? No, it's a copy of the holy weapon"!
The old man spat out these words with difficulty, and the bones all over his body were rattling. Just the smell emanating from the bronze mirror made the old man suffer a lot.
"Haotianjing, you are from the Lingxu Sect"! The old man's whole body was filled with light to resist the pressure of the Haotian Mirror.
"Yes, I will take them away today. Do you have any other opinions?" Qingyin's words were cold and his tone was domineering, which was completely different from the temperament he usually exuded.
"Okay, very good, the people from the Lingxu Sect have issued a hunt order for the demonic body, but now you come to save him, just wait"! After the old man said these words, he immediately flew away and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"call"!
Qingyin put away the Haotian Mirror and breathed a long sigh of relief. With her current strength, if she wanted to fully activate the Haotian Mirror, it would still be difficult. His realm was not enough to support the full power of the Haotian Mirror, even if it was just a copy. Taste.
"Little brother, we meet again"!
Qingyin put away the Haotian Mirror and instantly seemed to be alone. She no longer had the sharp aura and domineering tone, just like the sister next door.
"Thank you sister Qingyin for your help, but you shouldn't have come. It would probably cause you a lot of trouble." Yang Bufan said to Qingyin.
"Oh, it's okay. I'm here anyway. We'll talk about the rest later."
They began to sit together and chat. Yang Bufan asked about his friends from the same village and was relieved to learn that they were doing well in Lingxu Sect.
Qingyin said to Yang Bufan: "Your friends are begging the elders everywhere in the sect to help you, but they are more or less unable to come out for some reason, so I secretly brought the Haotian Mirror to help you. ”.
Seeing Qingyin's sweet smile and understatement, Yang Bufan was speechless for a moment because he couldn't express his gratitude, so he just thanked her deeply.
