The inner room of Juxian Palace.
Yan Zening was lying on the Juling Bed with his hair disheveled and his clothes spread out. His white clothes were stained with red. He closed his eyes tightly and blood was bleeding from the corners of his mouth. There was a terrible blood hole in his abdomen. A faint golden light emitted from the edge of the hole. The golden light became more and more intense. Bright.
"Zening's golden elixir has dispersed. No amount of heavenly materials, earthly treasures, treasures, or artifacts can save him."
Puji Peak Master Nangong Yi shook his head and said.
After hearing this, the head of the Yijian Sect sighed with emotion, "Zening could have been fine, but he suffered such a disaster just to save Wu Wuzhi, not to mention that he tried his best to kill the Siren King with blindness before the golden elixir was released. I The Jianmen Sect will not fall behind other sects when it comes to slaying demons and destroying demons. We must try our best and exhaust our cultivation to save him.
After passing on my decree, the Yuanying cultivator quickly went to the Juxian Hall to send off his cultivation to Jindan Master Yan Zeningdu. "
Chu Wuqi stood aside and looked at Yan Zening on the bed with mixed emotions. He always felt that Yan Zening was hypocritical and had an indescribable smell.
Now it has been proven that his groundless speculation was wrong. Yan Zening is indeed a gentleman who is consistent in appearance and appearance.
Now that Yan Zening has fallen to this point in order to save him, from now on there is no hope of immortality, and he can only be a mortal like a mayfly.
This kindness weighed on his shoulders like a mountain, and he couldn't help it. He couldn't imagine what he would be like after destroying the golden elixir. If it were him, after waking up, he might not be able to bear it and kill himself on the spot.
If Yan Zening's golden elixir really cannot be restored, with his strength, it can guarantee his prosperity and wealth for his whole life, and also guarantee the prosperity and wealth of his descendants.
"Master Wen, what's going on?" Outside the Juxian Palace, a middle-aged man with unruly eyes and firm eyes came from the clouds. Riding Xiangyun behind him was an old man with gray hair and a kind face.
The two of them came forward and backward.
The two of them entered Juxian Hall, and the leader stood up to greet them and explained:
"It's a long story. The Purple Sea area is under the jurisdiction of our Yijian Sect. There are sea monsters there all year round. Occasionally, they will go ashore to attack those mortals. Mortals will die thousands of times a year. This is a common thing, and it is not a serious problem. Let's take action with a sword.
In recent years, I don’t know what kind of evil the sirens have committed. They attack tens of thousands of people every year, causing people to live in dire straits. The purple sea is almost empty of people. In order to survive, the people of Hopeless Gate secretly let those mortals move to their territory. "
The old man twirled his beard and said, "Without mortals, who would grow the spiritual rice in our purple sea?"
Wen Yi nodded secretly, "So we, Yijian Sect, need to send people to kill the sea monster. Unexpectedly, a sea monster king was cultivated among the sea monsters. His cultivation was in the late stage of Jindan. Our people were difficult to defeat, and we almost lost. There, thanks to Zening's hard work, the Siren King was able to be killed. However, his golden elixir was damaged."
Wen Yi bowed solemnly to the two Nascent Soul monks, "Master Benliu Peak and Master Tianhen Peak, please send your cultivation to Zening."
After hearing this, Gong Fu, the leader of the Running Peak, strode towards the gathering bed. He looked at it with his spiritual eyes and frowned, "All the energy in his meridians is dissipating."
He then sent some cultivation skills to Yan Zening, and his expression gradually became serious, "He can't retain his true energy. Not only is his golden elixir destroyed, but his foundation has also been destroyed."
Gong Fu turned to look at Wen Yi, "Master, you can't see it, right? It's a waste of effort for us to transfer his cultivation level. He has already reached the point where he has lost his spirit."
Tianhen Peak Master Chen Sheng smiled meaningfully.
Master Wen said: "Zhen Yuanying's spiritual energy will keep his body strong even if his cultivation is completely destroyed. Besides, Yuanying's spiritual energy is very easy to be seen by interested people."
Chen Sheng said with a smile: "The master just invited us here, not for the purpose of transmitting messages into secrets."
After a moment of silence, Chen Sheng said slowly:
"We have to consider people's hearts."
Chen Sheng slowly walked to Juxian's bedside and sent his cultivation to Yan Zeningdu. After the transfer was completed, he coughed twice and said:
"Master, Master of Puji Peak, you haven't sent us off yet, so don't forget it."
"If nothing happens, I'll leave first." After saying that, Chen Sheng left in the clouds.
Gong Fu looked at the leader, hesitated to speak, sighed, and finally said: "Find him a better defensive weapon." He glanced at Yan Zening on the bed again, and finally walked away with his sword.
After the two left, Wen Yi looked at Chu Wuqi, who was bowing his head silently with a gloomy expression. He comforted:
"There is no time limit, and you don't have to blame yourself. Zening is destined to be like this. God has destined him to be like this. There is a time in life that must be there, but there is no time in life. Don't force it. You have a smooth path to become an immortal, but he has no chance to seek enlightenment.
He will be a mortal from now on, and as an immortal, it will be easy for you to repay his karma. Don't let this matter hold you back and delay your cultivation. Right now, your most important thing is to prepare for the Spirit Fighting Conference and practice hard. "
After saying that, Wen Yi waved Chu Wuqi to leave, and Chu Wuqi bowed his head and retreated.
Nangong Yi thought for a while and reminded: "Should we inform the Yan family?"
Wen Yi nodded, "The Yan family must tell him. But we have to wait for Zening to live in Yijianmen for a while before letting the Yan family take him back."
Nangong Yi couldn't help but nod when he heard the words, "You are still thoughtful. Zening will still live in his Queye Cave during this period. We have to find someone to take care of him. He has always been alone and there is no one around him."
Wen Yi seemed to have remembered something, "Didn't he accept a disciple two years ago and ask her to take care of him?"
After Nangong Yi heard this, he immediately transmitted the message to Queye Cave.
At this time, there was movement on the Juling bed.
Yan Zening woke up. He opened his eyes, and his eyes were empty, filled with nothing but a deep darkness. He groped for the edge of the bed and stood up, his feet tentatively searching for shoes on the ground.
"Zenin."
Yan Zening tilted his head slightly and bowed in the direction of the sound. He asked softly: "Is it Master Nangong?"
Nangong Yi felt nervous and hurriedly went over to hold Yan Zening's arm. She had a worried look on her face, "Zening, do you know..."
Yan Zening touched his abdomen and found a hole the size of an adult's hand. The scene of being shattered by the Siren King's golden elixir flashed back in his mind. At that time, his body was in pain as if it was about to burst, but now he no longer feels it at all.
When the Qi is raised again, the meridians of the body can no longer feel the flow.
Yan Zening raised his head and faced Nangong Yi, as if he was pleading for something.
Nangong Yi looked at his dark eyes, and when she thought about his future, she felt a trace of sadness in her heart. She said:
"Zening, you... you have no hope of cultivating immortality. The master and all the Nascent Soul cultivators have tried their best."
Yan Zening opened his lips and wanted to say something, but in the end he remained silent. Finally, he spoke:
"Thank you all for taking the trouble for me. I have already made preparations. I have no regrets."
When Wen Yi heard this, he turned around and turned his back to Yan Zening.
Nangong Yi continued: "You will be cultivating in Queye Cave during this period. If you need anything, send your apprentice to Duzhi Hall to get it. Whatever you want will be made available."
Wen Yi continued: "I have passed on the decree, and your disciple will be here soon."
When Cao Cao arrived, Chi Yu held the door of the Juxian Palace, gasped for air, and strode into the Juxian Palace.
Whoever builds the Juxian Palace so high would have to climb to death.
Chi Yu complained in his heart.
As soon as Chi Yu entered the door, Nangong Yi felt unhappy.
Although the woman in front of her has a trademark appearance, she behaves immodestly and wears simple clothes. It is a pity that this appearance has fallen on her.
Chi Yu hurriedly saluted the two imposing figures in front of her. She thought to herself that she was called here because of her cheap master, so she asked tentatively:
"My master is so kind."
Nangong Yidu walked away, "See for yourself."
This is the first time Chi Yu has seen Yan Zening's appearance up close. His black hair is like a waterfall, his eyebrows are far away, with snow gathering between his eyebrows, his nose is high, and his lips are thin. He is tall and handsome, wearing white clothes stained with blood, and he looks confused. Sitting on the bed with an expression like a tortured and dying white crane.
Chi Yu didn't feel like watching it for a long time.
Perhaps sensing that Chi Yu had been looking at him for too long, Yan Zening tilted his head and asked, "You are my apprentice, right?"
"Disciple Chi Yu, I would like to pay my respects to the master." Chi Yu bowed to Yan Zening in a decent manner and said, "I heard that the master is feeling unwell, so I came here to take care of him."
After hearing this, Nangong Yi told Chi Yu in a slightly warning tone to serve her master carefully when she went back.
Chi Yu kept nodding, promising Nangong Yi that he would take good care of Yan Zening.
…
In the sky, Chi Yu and Yan Zening were sitting on a flying boat. This was Sect Leader Wen's magical weapon and was used to send Yan Zening to Queye Cave. Chi Yu was just there by the way.
Chi Yu looked at the densely packed mountain tops below with excitement. She had never seen such a majestic scenery and wanted to share it with others. When she saw next to her, there was only a cheap master with no eyes, and she suddenly lost her desire to express herself.
She looked at the blood on Yan Zening's body and wanted to ask him where he was injured, so she just said: "You..."
He stopped him and said, "It's inappropriate to open your mouth and go overboard."
Then he said: "I..."
He stopped him again: "It's disrespectful to ignore the superiority and inferiority."
Chi Yu shut her mouth tightly. She decided not to say a word to Yan Zening on this flying boat.
Soon, the flying boat reached the sky above Queye Cave. It slowly landed and stopped at the foot of the mountain.
Because there is a barrier, the flying boat cannot enter, so Chi Yu and Yan Zening have to walk up the mountain.
Yan Zening stumbled off the boat. Chi Yu looked behind him and followed him off the boat. When they got off the boat, the boat flew away immediately.
Chi Yu looked at Fei Zhou and sighed, "I don't know when I can ride on it again."
Just when Chi Yu was sighing, Yan Zening walked up the mountain. As soon as he hit the barrier, he was ejected, causing his head to break and blood to flow.
Chi Yu heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. She turned around and saw Yan Zening lying on the ground. She hurriedly ran over and helped Yan Zening up.
"Master, why are you in a hurry? I have the disciple's token to open the door."
Yan Zening was stunned and looked lonely, "Now I can't even go back to my own cave."
"It's okay." Chi Yu comforted, "I will go to the Duzhi Hall tomorrow to get you another disciple order."
Yan Zening turned his head and faced Chi Yu with his dark eyes. After looking at him for a long time, Chi Yu felt numb in his heart and said, "What's wrong?"
Yan Zening said: "From now on, you can't call me 'you', you have to call me master, and you can't call yourself 'I' in front of me, you have to call me disciple."
"Oh." Chi Yu agreed.
There are quite a few rules, Chi Yu thought.
