Raiders White Moonlight Master

Inside the thatched hut, there were three standing and one lying down. Shan Yuan was placed on the bed by Shen Baixing, his lips were pale and his face was blue, obviously a symptom of poisoning.

Dan Feng was still looking at the grass jelly, and kept saying, "Why do you have this? This one is better than mine, is there any more? I'll buy it from you."

Shen Baixing pointed to his apprentice, "I have already paid you for the thing, so hurry up and detoxify him."

"Understood", Dan Feng unhurriedly took out his precious elixir, sorted out a purple elixir, pinched Shan Yuan's mandible with one hand and fed it.

The elixir was swallowed with the roll of Adam's apple, and Shan Yuan's complexion gradually improved.

The battle between Shen Baixing and Dan Feng attracted many disciples to watch the excitement, apparently none of these people moved really fast, and by the time the two of them had finished their work, leaving only a mountain full of broken pieces.

Wen is really in a bad mood because of the matter of Hua Yufeng, the destroyed buildings are all money!His brother, don't worry about all the money problems being piled up on him, the senior brother in charge. Is it true that the money that supports such a large mountain gate is blown by the strong wind?None of them know how to save!

Feeling bored, the disciples in the sect still came over to join in the fun, Wenzhen's expression became even more unsightly, he caught the first few disciples to teach them a lesson, and then asked them to clean up the place destroyed by Danfeng.

The outside of the thatched cottage was instantly quieter, Shen Baixing took a few glances at Shan Yuan, and then went outside.

A hand stretched out from the side to stop it, and Shen Baixing showed doubts.

Dan Feng's expression was quite different from the expression of shouting and killing just now, his eyes were bright, and he looked at Shen Baixing eagerly, "Is there any more?"

"what?"

"Herbs."

Shen Baixing: "Give the spirit stone?"

Dan Feng nodded frantically: "Here! My brother has a lot of spirit stones."

Wenzhen, who was far away from the Heguang Hall, sneezed loudly, wondering if someone was thinking about him?

In the area of ​​Huayu Peak dedicated to planting herbs for Danfeng, there are plants of different colors all over the place.Dan Feng sat on the ground without any demeanor of a fairy, his eyes were dazzled, "Baby, so many babies", he picked up a blue herb, his hands were shaking for a moment, "Ji Lancao! One of the ingredients of Soul Pill, I have been looking for it for a long time."

"The burial safflower grows on the cliff near the ghost gate, and you have it too!"

Dan Feng was overwhelmed with joy, like a child who got candy, he almost danced and put piles of jelly grass into the storage ring.Enthusiastically grabbed Shen Baixing's hand, and spoke quickly: "Go, I will take you to another place where medicine is grown. I want to plant all these, and make alchemy, for my brothers and sisters to make alchemy."

Shen Baixing pushed Danfeng's hand away, staring at him in place, "You really don't know me at all?"

Dan Feng tilted his head: "Yes, we met today."

Shen Baixing said: "Forget it", he turned around and walked a few steps in the direction of Heguang Hall, suddenly remembered that he hadn't done something important, and turned back.

Probing into the air with one hand, a piece of white paper and a brush appeared. Shen Baixing handed the things to Danfeng, and said lightly: "Sign and draw, I will take it to exchange spirit stones for your senior brother."

Dan Feng was not polite to sell his senior brother, and with a wave of his big hand, he made a written statement.

When Wanggui appeared, Shen Baixing folded the paper and tucked it into his sleeve, and then stepped on Wanggui to Heguang Hall in a fairy-like manner. He still has a competition to participate in today.

Dan Feng shouted from behind: "You don't want your apprentice anymore?"

"He will find him when he wakes up." Shen Baixing's voice gradually blurred in the wind.

Dressed in Tsing Yi, Shi Shiran left Huayu Peak.

Although Shan Yuan, who was thrown into the thatched hut, looked better and the poison under the light wind had been lifted, he still did not wake up after an hour.The mild sunshine of spring came in from the window and spread all over the bed. Shan Yuan's razor-like face was quiet and peaceful, motionless as if trying to blend into the light and shadow.

Needle drop can be heard inside the thatched hut, and everything can be heard outside the thatched hut.

Danfeng is taking good care of his precious herbs, watering and repelling insects and pruning the branches and leaves.

The fragrance of flowers is surging in the air, and it penetrates into the heart and lungs.Shan Yuan, who had been lying down for a long time, finally had a reaction. His eyes were rolling under his eyelids, his hands were tightly clutching the corner of the quilt, and his face showed an uncomfortable expression.

Fire, Shan Yuan felt that he was surrounded by a mass of raging fire. These fires overbearingly burned his flesh and bones, steamed the blood in the blood vessels and scalded them, whipping his nerves.

"what!"

Accompanied by a cry of extreme pain, Shan Yuan curled up and rolled on the bed, sweating profusely, his whole body hurting so much that he wanted to scratch the flesh with his hands and dig out the thing that tortured him.

Hearing the sound of the wind from outside the thatched hut, he grabbed Shan Yuan's veins, his face gradually became solemn.

He poured spiritual power into Shan Yuan's body, but this spiritual power couldn't travel through his whole body at all, less than half of it was crushed by the intricate flow of energy in his master's body.Danfeng can't send too much spiritual power, otherwise it will speed up the opponent's symptoms.

At this time, Shan Yuan had already scratched his arm with his nails so that it was dripping with blood, and the sound of the light wind seemed to reach his ears through the thick water, so distant and unreal.

This void flame rushed along the limbs to the Tianling Cap and then devoured the dantian, even affecting the sea of ​​consciousness and a small golden inner alchemy in the belly.The soul hugged its head and shouted in the sea of ​​consciousness, as if there was a force obsessed with trying to pull out the soul of this body, the small inner alchemy was baked by the flames, and cracks began to appear on it.

Pain, nothing but pain or pain, overwhelming pain.

Even if Dan Feng used his spiritual power, he couldn't stop Shan Yuan from harming himself. Seeing that the spiritual power in the opponent's body was getting more and more chaotic, like a pot of porridge, Dan Feng simply cast a sleeping spell on Shan Yuan.

Using the sleeping spell, Shan Yuan lost the ability to harm himself, but his expression was still in pain.

Dan Feng is very good at treating people, but at this moment, he can't see what kind of disease or poison Shan Yuan has. He can only feel the rapid changes in the other party's blood, muscles and bones. As for the reason for this change, Dan Feng is still unknown.

He fed Shan Yuan a elixir to temporarily stabilize his heart, and seeing that the people calmed down, he continued to go out to dry the herbs.

Half an hour later, after Tanfeng finished drying the herbs, it was only natural that Yujian would be in the palace of Huayu Peak by himself.When he was still a few hundred meters away from the residence, Dan Feng suddenly stopped in mid-air, and the breeze stirred the robe of the Nascent Soul Stage monk, making a rattling sound.

Dan Feng always felt that he had forgotten something, he stretched out his five fingers to count carefully, and meditated hard for half a stick of incense, but he didn't think of anything, and finally returned to his own courtyard with a frown, and plunged into the alchemy room.

As the sky was rising day by day, the Immortal Alliance Conference was in full swing, Shen Baixing had already swept away all the disciples by himself, and stood in the arena gracefully.

After the fight, he was still thinking about his little apprentice who was far away in Huayu Peak, so he bluntly refused Bai Chang's lunch invitation, and walked away forgetting to return.

The spells of monks in the Nascent Soul Stage cannot be broken by Shan Yuan's current cultivation base, and the potion given by Dan Feng has already passed its effectiveness.Although Shan Yuan didn't wake up, the severe pain that burned his limbs and reborn him was still relentless.

His soul was torn, as if in two.The two halves of the soul turned into the same posture as the main body, chirping in the sea of ​​consciousness.Memories cycled repeatedly in the sea of ​​consciousness like a revolving lantern, broken into pieces and quickly put together again.

At this moment, a scent of medicine penetrated the thick water surface along with the sound of pearls and jade falling into the plate, and came thinly.

Someone was calling to him, and the voice was steady and cold at first, and it didn't take long for it to become urgent and worried.

Shan Yuan felt himself being lifted up by a pair of slender and strong hands, and then his forehead felt hot, his warm skin pressed against his hot forehead, and pure spiritual power penetrated from one side into the chaotic sea of ​​consciousness.

The pain of the soul being torn apart was soothed, and the restlessness in the body seemed to recognize this power, and there was not much rejection.

A certain segment was inserted into Shan Yuan's sea of ​​knowledge a little bluntly, and he saw his master say "he will find him when he wakes up" and then walk away without a second thought.

Shen Baixing's unique medicinal fragrance breathed into his nostrils. Although Shan Yuan was confused, he was surprisingly firm. His master came.His soul saw a cloud of white rushing into his sea of ​​consciousness. When he wanted to expel it, someone said "don't move"

It was the master's voice, and Shan Yuan could not tell the difference. He immediately took off his guard and let the white ball approach gradually.

But even when he was close, Shan Yuan still couldn't see the appearance of Master's soul clearly, it was as if there was a thick fog between them.

When Shen Baixing's soul stretched out his hand to touch his soul, Shan Yuan suddenly felt a subtle emotion. His mind seemed to be unable to control his body. When the master withdrew his hand, his body subconsciously held back.

With a bang, Shen Baixing was pressed back on the bed by Shan Yuan's arms.

Being very close to each other, Shen Baixing was hurt a little, and hummed softly.Shan Yuan's chest was hot, and he lay still on his master's body.

Shen Baixing's own apprentice's current situation is extremely dangerous, and he continues to maintain a cheek-to-cheek posture, communicating with Shan Yuan's soul.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Shan Yuan's face also began to blur, he didn't notice it himself, he only saw Master hastily stretching out his hand.

What does Master want to do?Shan Yuan couldn't help thinking, no matter what the other party's purpose was, Shan Yuan couldn't resist this kind of close touch.His soul stretched out his arms to embrace another spirit body. In an instant, Shen Baixing's words seemed to come from Shan Yuan's own mind. He said: "As a teacher, I don't know why your soul is unstable. Now I will help you consolidate your soul and concentrate."

The long white power of life enters Shan Yuan's body from the intersecting limbs. Shen Baixing's power is so pure and clean without any impurities, making the sea of ​​consciousness that has been ravaged by a certain power feel like rain.In an instant, in the sea of ​​consciousness that formed its own world, the mountains, forests, plants and trees revived, seeds germinated from the soil, and flowers filled the ground.

The white mass in his arms is gradually dimming, Shan Yuan's soul relies on the sea of ​​consciousness, and the sea of ​​consciousness cannot be forced to be strong, and the soul will naturally be stable.He is very different from the self-madman just now, but Shen Baixing who entered the range of Shanyuan Consciousness Sea, and his spirit body began to weaken.

Shen Baixing couldn't bear to have his spiritual power taken away all of a sudden, since his apprentice was not in danger, he pushed Shan Yuan's arm, and wanted to go back and raise him for a few days.

Unexpectedly, the waist tightened even more.Shan Yuan suddenly opened his eyes and focused his gaze on Shen Baixing without focusing on it. At the same time, the power from just now reversed back.

Shen Baixing was pressed on the bed by Shan Yuan, his eyes widened.

His spirit body hadn't had time to completely withdraw from Shan Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness just now, and was dragged back in without noticing.The white figure was restrained without any resistance.

Shan Yuan said: "Master, this disciple will help you."

The mountains and plains are full of colorful colors, and two souls are entangled and floating in the air, and the white light suddenly rises.

The moment his fingertips touched the center of his brows, intense numbness traveled all over Shen Baixing's body, his soul curled up and trembled even his fingers and toes, and his thoughts were thrown out of his body violently. Shen Baixing was overwhelmed by this unprecedented stimulation. Absent.

His body was trapped in his arms, and his light brown eyes were wide open.