The sick beauty fairy is entangled

Miao Yin said: "It's nothing, it's just that it's been so long, maybe the magic power cast on it has lost some effect."

Bu Hengfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "It doesn't matter."

If Ji Yongan finds something wrong, he should fix it easily.

Miaoyin stretched out her hand to Bu Hengfeng and said, "I also ask the Immortal Venerable to hand over the Jingxin Bell to me for inspection, in case there is any mistake, it is Siyingong's problem."

Bu Hengfeng took the meditation bell from his waist and handed it to Miaoyin.

Miaoyin checked it very carefully, and returned to him: "The mana of Jingxinling hasn't lost its effect? ​​Or did the immortal find out that he had strengthened it?"

It's hard to say that Bu Hengfeng was strengthened by the devil, so he had to admit it to himself: "Well, it's okay."

Miaoyin lowered her head and dared not look at him: "Miaoyin is ashamed."

Miaoyin's gaze wandered, and she landed on the field next to the Lingchi: "This is...?"

Bu Hengfeng felt something moving his clothes, looked down, and it turned out to be ears: "That's a medicine field, I'm not in good health now."

Miaoyin understood, and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, Miaoyin asked the wrong question... ah."

Lop Er ran to Miaoyin's side, startling Miaoyin.

"What a cute little rabbit, it belongs to sister Chang'e."

Bu Hengfeng nodded and said, "Yes, I asked Fairy Chang'e for it."

The two chatted for a while, Miaoyin said goodbye, Bu Hengfeng sent him out of Hengfeng Palace, turned his head, and saw Ji Yongan who was smiling, leaning against the stone pillars in the corridor, waiting for Bu Hengfeng walk back.

"Brother Immortal, Yong'an didn't come out until you finished talking, and waited in your bedroom for a long time."

Bu Hengfeng smiled softly, went back to sit on the cloud with his ears in his arms, and said, "Why did you come to Tiangong again?"

Ji Yongan approached him, knelt down beside the cloud, looked at Bu Hengfeng, and took out a sandalwood box from his arms.

Bu Hengfeng lowered his ears and let it run around: "You are looking for medicines everywhere again? I said that ordinary elixir can't cure it."

Ji Yongan put the box in his arms: "I brought it back when you were taken into the sky prison last time, but I was delayed and forgot to give it to you. I found this from Penglai Xianshan. use."

Bu Hengfeng opened the sandalwood box, and there was a transparent elixir inside, like a drop of frozen water, or like a very low-polished ice drop.

"If it's from Penglai, you can give it a try."

Just as Bu Hengfeng was about to get the elixir in the box, Ji Yongan picked it up first and handed it to his mouth.

He blinked, opened his mouth to eat the elixir, his soft lips touched Ji Yong'an's fingertips, and it fell apart instantly.

Ji Yongan looked at Bu Hengfeng nervously: "Brother Immortal, do you feel uncomfortable?"

He didn't feel anything, he shook his head and said, "I don't feel anything."

Ji Yongan kept staring at him, afraid that he would feel uncomfortable after taking the medicine, but just as Bu Hengfeng was about to speak, his head suddenly hurt, as if his soul had been smashed into pieces.

He frowned in pain.

Ji Yongan picked him up, ran towards the bedroom, and gently placed Bu Hengfeng on the couch, and Bu Hengfeng shrank from the pain already.

Ji Yongan looked at him like this, with a gloomy face: "That stinky old man dares to lie to me!"

Bu Hengfeng kept tugging on Ji Yongan's sleeve, so hard that even his knuckles turned white, he broke out a sentence that was still complete.

"Penglai... Xianweng is an old friend, he won't... harm me."

Ji Yongan once went to Penglai Immortal Mountain with him, and Penglai Immortal Weng knew the relationship between the two, so he was willing to give the elixir to Ji Yongan, it must be used to save him.

Ji Yong'an looked at Bu Hengfeng in pain but was helpless, wishing he could replace him with his body, he pulled Bu Hengfeng into his arms, hugged him tightly, and wanted to rub him into his flesh and blood.

Bu Hengfeng just shrank and thought of something that he could hold tightly and crush to relieve the pain in his mind, so he hugged Ji Yongan smoothly. Fortunately, he knew that he was hugging someone, and he was pinching Ji Yongan's back The cloth of the robe was crumpled into a ball.

I don't know how long it has passed, Ji Yongan felt the person in his arms relax, knowing that he had fallen asleep, and helped him back to the bed.

Casting a spell made Bu Hengfeng, who was sweating all over from the pain, instantly refreshed, covered him with a quilt, thought for a while, a red light entered Bu Hengfeng's brow, and turned into a cinnabar mole.

When Xiaoqing and Xiaobai came back, for some reason, their own fairy ran from the cloud in the courtyard to the bed in the bedroom.After thinking about it, it might be that the cloud was uncomfortable, so I called a bigger one.

When Bu Hengfeng woke up, his head didn't hurt anymore. Compared with the dull pain before, he didn't feel any pain at all now. As soon as he opened his eyes, Xiaoqing and Xiaobai lay on the side of the bed and looked at him.

Bu Hengfeng also looked at the two of them: "What's wrong? Has something happened?"

Xiaoqing said: "Xianzun, why do you have more cinnabar moles on the center of your eyebrows?"

Bu Hengfeng sat up and raised his hand to touch his forehead.Nothing was touched.

Xiaobai immediately formed a mirror out of thin air in front of him, Bu Hengfeng saw that there was a cinnabar between his eyebrows, Xiaoqing thought for a while and said, "Xianzun, you look like Master Guanyin now!"

Bu Hengfeng smiled: "How can gods and Buddhas be confused."

Xiaobai also nodded, looked at Bu Hengfeng in a daze and said, "I was lucky enough to meet Guanyin once, and it really looks like me."

Bu Hengfeng ignored the nonsense of the two, he was lying down more than standing now, and went to the courtyard to take care of the medicine field.

The cinnabar between the eyebrows...it should be Ji Yongan's fault, ask him next time.

A vigorous voice suddenly came from next to my ear: "Hengfeng, Penglai's rice tea is ready, why don't you come and visit your old friend?"

Penglai Xianweng probably estimated that he would wake up at this time, and the sound transmission from thousands of miles came to him.

It just so happened that he also had something to ask Penglai Immortal. The mana he borrowed from Jiang Wan last time had not been exhausted, and it should be more than enough to go to Penglai. Bu Hengfeng explained to Xiaoqing and Xiaobai, and then set off for Penglai.

Penglai Xianweng handed him a cup of tea. The teacup was small and delicate, with a picture of a small figure painted on the white porcelain, and inside the teacup was a shallow cup of rice tea.

He smiled and said, "The rice tea you like."

Bu Hengfeng nodded, the taste of rice tea is delicious, he doesn't like to drink tea with astringent taste, this kind of light tea is good: "Thank you, Penglai Immortal, what do you want to say?"

Penglai Xianweng asked him back: "It should be that you have something to ask the old man?"

Bu Hengfeng was not surprised at all. The Penglai Immortal didn't care about the affairs of the Three Realms, but he was an existence beyond the Three Realms, but he had insight into everything and had clever calculations.

In fact, if Penglai Xianweng didn't invite him, he would come by himself, as it is now, just right.

So he asked: "I want to ask the fairy, what is the solution to the devil's inner demon?"

Penglai Xianweng's expression didn't change at all. Anticipating his question, he stroked his long beard: "The inner demons are formed by obsession, or they are confused, which is what people often say is to get into something." It is not difficult to solve the dead end, if you know what the Demon King’s inner demon is, reproduce the scene at that time, and turn it in a good direction at the critical moment of the story.”

Bu Hengfeng turned the teacup in his hand, Ji Yongan's obsession should be the battle between immortals and demons.

It's just a repeat... It should be impossible, at least not now, the whereabouts of the Heavenly Emperor are unknown, and it is impossible for Tiangong to agree to him leading the army.

Bu Hengfeng sighed, stood up and put the cup on the table.

Just wait a little longer, until you find the Heavenly Emperor...

After Bu Hengfeng finished asking questions, Penglai Xianweng asked him, "Does your head still hurt?"

Bu Hengfeng bowed to Penglai Xianweng: "It's much better, thank you Xianweng."

"Hengfeng is polite, but the old medicine can't repair your soul, it can only strengthen your remaining soul so that they won't dissipate easily."

The soul is like a dandelion, with a light blow, most of it has been blown away, and the remaining strands will slowly drift away by itself, which is why Bu Heng is in pain.

He also didn't expect Penglai Xianweng's medicine to mend his soul: "This is already very good."

Penglai Xianweng said again: "People's souls usually return to the underworld, but your soul was scattered by the Xiaohun whip, and has disappeared in the world, so it can't be found, and it can't be repaired."

This, Bu Hengfeng also knew.He didn't expect that either.

The two chatted for a while, it was getting late.

Bu Hengfeng bid farewell to Penglai Xianweng: "Xianweng, I have something to do, so I will take my leave first."

As soon as he turned around, his eyes were dark and he lost consciousness.

Bu Hengfeng seemed to have had a very long dream. He was obviously going to the Demon Realm to find Jiang Wan, but he found himself in a vast white land. The white mist blocked his sight and everything around him.

Wan Lai was silent, as if he had returned to those days in Tan Xue Mountain, he could not see anything, except for the occasional chatter of the two fairies outside the door, it was also very quiet, and there was not even the slightest ripple on the frozen lake.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly there was a voice next to my ear, which seemed distant and near, with a little ethereal.

"When will you wake up?"

This voice is so familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere, and it seems that I have never heard it before.

A different voice came from the other side: "Even you can't find out why he fell asleep, so just give up, maybe he won't wake up."

"...Maybe you will suddenly wake up one day, you don't have to keep staring at him, right?"

The familiar voice didn't speak any more, just sighed softly, echoing in this vast place for a long time.

Bu Hengfeng woke up again on the couch of the Penglai fairy, who was smiling, as if nothing had happened.

Bu Hengfeng asked: "What's going on?"

Penglai Xianweng shook his head with a dazed look. He didn't know if he didn't plan to tell him or he really didn't know what happened: "I don't know very well."

He is not a person who asks the bottom line, since Xian Weng didn't answer, there must be his reasons, so he left again.

Only then did Penglai Xianweng say: "Go slowly."

As soon as Bu Hengfeng returned to Tiangong, he heard that Jiang Wan was injured, and hurried to Siyao Palace.

The author has something to say: both want to crush each other hahahaha but the starting point is different