Xianzun is collapsing every day

Nightmares are nothing to mortals.No matter how frightened and panic-stricken you are in your dream at night, you will slowly forget it when you wake up.

But the so-called "nightmare" by the monks is completely different. When such a situation occurs, most of them are trapped by demons, ranging from damage to cultivation, to coma and life-threatening.

I once learned from Xiaoyou that Ye Tingjiang's cultivation level is in the middle stage of Wenxin state.And based on Mu Chuihan's observations this month, he guessed that Ye Tingjiang probably had completed his cultivation and was about to break through to the later stage.

Asking the state of mind is the most troublesome and dangerous level in the monk's practice.The reason why it is called "Questioning the Heart" is because every breakthrough in this realm makes one's mind very easily disturbed. If one's Dao Xin is not stable, or if there is too much love and hatred infused in the past, it is very easy to be drilled by the heart demon. There is a loophole.

This should also be the reason for Ye Tingjiang's abnormality in the spiritual bath before.

It was the first time Xiaoyou saw Ye Tingjiang Mengmeng. He was at a loss and said anxiously: "What to do... yes, yes, I will go to other elders, they must have a solution!"

Mu Chuanhan had also experienced the state of asking the mind, but he always let nature take its course, and he didn't often set foot in the world of cultivating immortals. He was alone, but he cultivated very quickly in this state.

It is also because he is a person who has experienced it that he reached out to stop Xiaoyou: "Don't go, it's useless. The spiritual flow of the nightmare person is disordered, and he can only stabilize it by himself."

No matter how advanced the other monks of Linxianzong were, they would only be rejected if they forcibly sent spiritual power to Ye Tingjiang, making the situation even more unmanageable.

Xiao You also calmed down after hearing this, he knew this truth.But there is no other way at the moment, his voice is choked up: "But can we just watch the master trapped in a dream? The other elders always know a little more than us."

Ye Tingjiang was lying on the bed, fidgeting restlessly.That handsome face was no longer the usual indifferent expression, his eyes were closed tightly, and even his lips were pursed down, looking extremely painful, which made Mu Chuihan feel a little strange.

"Don't be afraid." Mu Chuihan sat by the bed, gently wiped the cold sweat off Ye Tingjiang's forehead with his sleeve, and said in a low voice, "I can save him."

With tears in her eyes, Xiaoyou asked in surprise after hearing the words: "Really?"

Then he realized that the person in front of him was only an outer disciple, saying such words was at most to comfort him, there was no way he could really do anything about it.

Xiaoyou smiled bitterly and said, "Don't talk about it. I'd better go and send the sound transmission to the head..."

"Trust me." Mu Chuihan said again: "I won't let anything happen to him."

It's completely different from the boy's slightly smiling or weak tone, Xiaoyou somehow feels that he is very reliable, and what he said is true.His messy mind seemed to have calmed down slightly.

Mu Chuanhan didn't move for a long time.

Encountering nightmares is not entirely a bad thing.If a monk can get rid of the demons in his heart, he will be able to improve his cultivation after waking up, and even break through the realm.

Although he couldn't know what happened to Ye Tingjiang in his dream, he could judge Ye Tingjiang's condition based on his appearance.When his life was not in danger, Mu Chuihan would not make a move.

Xiaoyou was not as calm as he was, and walked around the room anxiously.He followed him sensiblely, without making a sound, just rubbing against Xiaoyou's toes with his soft fur.

After turning around for a long time, Xiaoyou finally stopped and sat down with her knees leaning against the wall.He felt that he was crazy to believe in the promise of an outer disciple.

But he also knew that looking for other elders was useless, so he could only pray in his heart that his master would be fine.

Juju jumped into his arms, rubbed the back of his hand, and "meowed" twice.

Although it still dare not speak directly, it also wants to tell its little playmates that although its own pet will pull the cat on its own initiative, and always plot against Mr. Ting Yun in a hypocritical way, but it is willing to trust the owner when it comes to key matters .

He said it's okay, it must be okay.

Mu Chuihan sat next to Ye Tingjiang the whole time, paying attention to every detail of his expression.

It was almost midnight, and Ye Tingjiang's expression occasionally eased up. Every time Mu Chuihan thought that he was about to break through his dream, but it turned out to be the opposite of what he wanted, and he couldn't wake up for a long time.

Mu Chuihan felt that going on like this was not an option, and was about to call Xiaoyou over, but Ye Tingjiang suddenly moved, his hands left the quilt tightly tucked up by Mu Chuihan, and grabbed his arm at once.It has great strength, and it can't be waved away.

I saw Ye Tingjiang move his chapped lips, and suddenly called him: "Mother!"

Mu Chuanhan: "..."

Who would have thought of this.

Probably because Ye Tingjiang desperately needed his mother's answer in his dream, Mu Chuihan opened his lips in embarrassment, and tried to use the softest voice he could pretend to say: "I'm here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

If it weren't for true love, who would want to be a mother to the person he likes!

But this answer obviously did not appease Ye Tingjiang in his dream. He grasped his hand more and more tightly, then loosened it suddenly, and spoke again: "Master, Master..."

Mu Chuihan even began to wonder what Ye Tingjiang saw in his dream.

Although these two different titles made him inexplicably older, but he couldn't bring himself to be happy at all.

It seems that Ye Tingjiang is getting deeper and deeper.

Mu Chuihan sighed, and called Xiaoyou who had been silently praying: "It's about to start."

Xiaoyou's eyes were flushed: "Do I need to prepare something?"

Ye Tingjiang stretched out his hands to wrap around Mu Chuihan's waist again, he couldn't move an inch now, so he said, "Just go and get a bowl."

Although Xiaoyou was confused, she followed Mu Chuihan's words, found a small porcelain bowl from the kitchen, and asked, "Do you need to boil medicine?"

"No." Mu Chuihan shook his head, and asked again: "Can you become the main body?"

Xiaoyou nodded, and disappeared in the room in the next second, turning into a long sword with radiant brilliance.

Mu Chuihan held the sword in his right hand and felt the sword trembling in his hand.But without hesitation, he pointed the tip of the sword at his left arm the next moment, and the sword edge immediately drew a long wound on his wrist.

He put the spirit sword aside, pointed his left hand at the mouth of the bowl, and the blood slowly flowed into the bowl along his wrist.

Xiao Youzao changed back to human form, with blood on the toe of his shoe, he was stunned: "Fuyan, what are you doing!"

Mu Chuihan smiled, his skin was very fair, and the blood red winding on his arms made him look a little strange.But his tone was very relaxed, with a little mischievousness of a young man, and he said with a smile: "Of course I want to save your master."

"But what's the use of this?" Xiaoyou followed Ye Tingjiang, and she had never heard that blood could cure nightmares.

"Of course it works." Mu Chuihan pretended to be wronged and said, "You still don't trust me."

But as he spoke, his voice became a little lower, and the blood on his lips gradually turned pale.

Xiaoyou hurriedly said: "No... But if you behave like this, something will happen to you!"

The blood has already filled a small half bowl, Xiaoyou said: "You stop!"

Mu Chuanhan insisted, "No."

Although this body was once again weaker than he had imagined, at least he was sure that he would not fall into a coma before filling this bowl.

So he ignored Xiaoyou's stop, and finally filled the porcelain bowl, and then handed it to Xiaoyou with his right hand that still had some strength: "Quickly, feed it to Tingyun-jun."

朏朏 was very docile tonight, those round eyes that were always full of sarcasm towards Mu Chuihan obediently drooped down, it encloses the wound on Mu Chuihan's wrist, trying to stop the bleeding for him.

As an ancient spirit beast, it basically didn't learn other skills, but the Zuo family is close to the human race, so it naturally inherited some healing power.

Mu Chuihan barely kept his spirits up and went to see Xiaoyou feed Ye Tingjiang blood.

Although Xiaoyou supported Ye Tingjiang, she still couldn't stop him from shaking from time to time.The blood was fed to his mouth, but was rejected by Ye Tingjiang's tightly pressed lips.

So Ye Tingjiang's chin was covered with blood, which made Mu Chuihan's face that fell in love at first sight look extraordinarily terrifying.

Mu Chuihan's own breathing was very weak, and this scene was obviously another huge blow to him.He thought sadly, this is not good-looking... I still have to feed Ting Yunjun and drink it all.

He couldn't help thinking that in the script, when the main characters were sick, the lover would always pass the medicine with his lips.Although he usually wants to take advantage of Mr. Tingyun, but at the moment he has more energy than energy, and he can't raise any charming thoughts.

But he didn't want Xiaoyou to do this.He didn't think much when he was bleeding, but now he was a little troubled.

Xiaoyou also said anxiously: "Master, he doesn't drink."

Mu Chuihan's voice was weak, but with a bit of vicious intent: "Pry open his mouth and let him drink it!"

He has made himself like this, is it appropriate for Ye Tingjiang not to cooperate?

Xiaoyou's whole body froze, and under Mu Chuihan's urging eyes, she tried to pry Ye Tingjiang's jaw open, but it didn't loosen a bit.

Mu Chuihan was exhausted physically and mentally, tried his best to speak, overcame all the psychological barriers, and said in the voice that coaxed Ye Tingjiang just now: "Hey, mother is here."

He didn't know Ye Tingjiang's baby name, so he guessed one by one: "Ye Er, listen, Xiao Jiang? Auntie is here..."

Ye Tingjiang was unmoved.

Hearing this sound, the sensible and silent man next to him closed his mouth unconsciously, almost biting Mu Chuihan's wound.

Mu Chuihan felt that if Ye Tingjiang didn't respond, he would really faint.

Fortunately, not long after, Ye opened his mouth bewilderedly after listening to Jiang, and called out again: "Mother."

Mu Chuihan made a decisive decision, and said forcefully, "Quick, pour the medicine!"

Xiaoyou violently poured the bowl of blood into it.

Mu Chuihan stared at Ye Tingjiang for a while, making sure that he didn't intend to spit it out, so he felt relieved.

Feed this blood, and it will soon have an effect.Ye Tingjiang's face gradually softened, his breathing gradually became smoother, his frown calmed down, and he lay quietly on the bed.

Xiaoyou was very pleasantly surprised: "Fuyan, it really works!"

Mu Chuihan said softly: "Would the blood of the Five Yins Melting Heart be useless?"

The role of the cauldron for monks is not only to improve their cultivation, but also to soothe the spiritual flow in the monk's body and help the monk to get rid of the demons.

Ordinary monks will use the method of double cultivation, but the blood of the five yin and heart body can also have the same effect, and the effect will be faster.Therefore, there were monks in the past who would directly and cruelly kill people and take blood, which also created the tragedy of countless people with five Yins and hearts.

When Xiao You first heard the big secret, she froze in place.He didn't know what to say, so he said first: "Fuyan, you lost so much blood, go and rest first."

"No need." Mu Chuihan smiled weakly and said, "I'm going back to the outer door."

Xiaoyou said anxiously: "How can this be done! How can you move around in your current situation?"

Mu Chuihan shook his head and said: "I have agreed with Tingyun-jun, I will leave today."

It was dawn and it was time for him to leave.

Xiaoyou persuaded him in every possible way, but Mu Chuihan just smiled.He also looked at the owner blankly, didn't they still think about how to stay?Now that he has saved Ting Yunjun and shown such a great kindness, why did he leave?

But Mu Chuihan shook his head slightly at Qu Qu, and blinked slowly.

The body is weak, and even making a secret signal has become so difficult.

He barely understood it, so when Xiaoyou stopped him, he stirred the muddy water vigorously.

Xiaoyou wanted to knock him unconscious and take him back to the room.But Jujuan ran around very fast, and Xiaoyou didn't dare to use her strength for fear of hurting Fuyan.So he could only helplessly watch the two leave with their burdens.

Halfway through the mountain road, Mu Chuihan had lost all strength and leaned against the side of the road to rest.

朏朏 was finally able to speak, and asked in bewilderment, "Why didn't you stay?"

Mu Chuihan's voice was very low, but he was still proud: "Because only in this way, Tingyun-jun will remember me to the maximum extent."