The White Rabbit Immortal raised a cub and overturned

Ye Jue yelled this sentence without thinking, and regretted it after finishing speaking, although what my senior brother said today is too outrageous, but after all, it is my senior brother and should not be offended.

Xiao Minghong won't be angry, will he?He really said this out of urgency!There will be a ceremony for the conclusion of the contract next month, there is nothing more outrageous.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Minghong cast a glance at him, lowered his body and sat beside him, and sighed: "If you trade my illness for your health, it will be worth it."

"Brother, you..." Ye Jue was speechless for a moment.

He regretted more and more in his heart that he shouldn't have yelled these words. After all, Xiao Minghong was concerned about his injury, and he was confused when he cared about him for a while, and he had the idea of ​​making the two of them get married.

Looking at myself again, I didn't pay attention to my practice, and I wandered around every day, but Xiao Minghong was in a hurry.

"Senior brother, I'm fine." Ye Jue comforted, "Look at me, I have an old disease, so I'm still alive and kicking all day long?"

Xiao Minghong looked at his fat face, but nodded in agreement.

Ye Jue smiled and picked up the bun and swallowed it, "So brother, don't worry about me!"

"Yes." Xiao Minghong finally gave up the idea of ​​matching the two juniors.

But just when Ye Jue was feeling refreshed, he suddenly heard his own senior brother say intentionally or unintentionally: "Then I will just find a Taoist partner for Qi Bofeng."

"..."

Ye Jue was shocked, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it.

Although this Qi Bofeng is an adult, he is still a half-grown child who is still practicing in the cultivation world with an extremely long lifespan, so why is he in a hurry to find a Taoist partner?

What's more... What's more... what's more, this is a raised cub, if you really want to find a Taoist partner, you have to get his consent, Xiao Minghong, you can't make up your own mind!

Ye Jue felt sour and angry, and simply said, "Senior Brother Xiao, why on earth did you make such a plan?"

He didn't believe it anymore. He usually looked at his senior brother who was stable, mature and delicate, but his marriage had not yet been settled, so he was anxious to find a Taoist partner for his junior brother.

Xiao Minghong's eyes dimmed, and he sighed softly: "Ye Jue, Ah Feng is ill."

"Ill?" Ye Jue's heart trembled, and he subconsciously looked at the young man in the distance. The young man was alive and well, swinging the sword in his hand to the fullest. It was hard to imagine that he was sick in this body.

Judging by Xiao Minghong's attitude, it is a serious illness that cannot be cured.

Seriously ill, but Qi Bofeng looked healthy on the surface, there was no abnormality, this is the most taboo point, from which it can be seen that the condition is serious.

"...So, Shuangxiu." Xiao Minghong tapped the stone table with his fingers, and said the sect he planned to propose marriage to: "We don't have the magic medicine to make Qi Bofeng reshape the spiritual veins, only the way of Shuangxiu can cure him."

Ye Jue listened to the words in a daze, and panicked for a while, "Here, Afeng is so sick that he needs a magic medicine?"

Ordinary elixir, if the three of them join forces, they will get it from all over the world, but the magic elixir is rare, there are only two or three of them in the world, and they are not easy to find.

And double cultivation is the next strategy. Yesterday he only took Xiao Minghong as a joke, but today he said it seriously, he felt weird. Shuangxiu has always been despised by the self-proclaimed lofty cultivation world. If this is the case, Qi Bofeng's reputation will be half ruined , It can't be said that it will also implicate the mountain gate.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Minghong closed his eyes, with a helpless expression on his face: "The magic medicine may not be able to save it."

When Ye Jue stopped, many thoughts arose in his mind, he wanted to ask why Qi Bofeng's illness must be a magic medicine, why the two of them had been together for so many days and he didn't notice any abnormalities, and how much time Qi Bofeng had left.

But after going around for a while, he mustered up his courage and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Minghong opened his thin lips lightly, and spit out two words: "Lingmai."

"what?"

"Qi Bofeng has no spiritual veins in his body." Xiao Minghong stared at him with black and white eyes, his tone was almost desperate: "The seal of the spiritual veins is just to lie to him, in fact, he has no spiritual veins in his body."

"Boom."

A thunder from Ye Jue's mind almost knocked him stupid, Qi Bofeng doesn't have a spiritual vein?What a big joke, Qi Bofeng is carrying the bone of a sword, and in the future he is the son of destiny who will turn the tide and save the common people. How could it be possible that he doesn't even have the most basic spiritual veins for cultivation?

But Xiao Minghong's expression was extremely serious and not fake.

"Impossible." Ye Jue heard his voice trembling: "Qi Bofeng is an apprentice accepted by Master, how could it be possible that he doesn't even have a spiritual vein?"

And Xiao Minghong stared at him indifferently, grabbed his wrist, and gently stroked the surging spiritual veins under the skin with his fingers: "Grind the zombie grass to extract the juice, inject the toxin into the spiritual veins with silver needles, and paralyze the spiritual veins... ..."

Ye Jue was short of breath, and his fingertips trembled slightly, as if he had already guessed the next direction.

"...At this time, the spirit veins are soaked in the zombified poison, and they are extremely fragile. If you hit them with a small hammer, the spirit veins will definitely break inch by inch." Xiao Minghong said.

"Is it broken inch by inch?" Ye Jue repeated these words, feeling that a blunt knife was cutting back and forth in his heart, making his heart ache, and his spiritual vein was broken inch by inch. Worse than the pain of death?

He looked at the young man in the distance, and couldn't help but think back to the bright smile of the young man just now, and his heart was even more sour. He was a good person, but his spiritual veins were broken.

He hadn't detected any spiritual power fluctuations in Afeng's body before, and I'm afraid it's also the reason. The spiritual vein has been broken, how does the spiritual power work?How is this different from ordinary people who live only a hundred years?

"What's more troublesome is that he occasionally uses spiritual power." Xiao Minghong's tone became more and more serious: "This is the spiritual power in the spiritual consciousness, and every point of use will consume a point of spiritual consciousness. Even if the spiritual veins are reshaped, the future It will also be a hundred times more difficult than ordinary cultivators when crossing the Nascent Soul Tribulation, but I see that his consciousness...has been worn out a lot."

"Really..." Ye Jue's heart sank more and more, until finally he gritted his teeth helplessly like a beast in trouble, and forced a tear under the layers of white gauze.

His heart hurts.

"It was Nanhuai Sword League who did it." Ye Jue gritted his teeth and said, "Sooner or later, this broken sect will kill him."

Don't even think about it, this must be a good thing Nanhuai Sword League did when they forced Afeng to teach Shenyu.

Xiao Minghong knew what he was thinking, but shook his head: "But now, we have to find a way for Afeng to reshape the spirit veins."

Ye Jue lowered his head in frustration and thought for a while, then paused, and murmured: "Reshape the spirit veins, use... the magic medicine?"

"Senior Brother Jun, is Senior Brother Jun there?"

Jun Zhangyan was sitting in the room, the doors and windows were closed, and more than a dozen disciples were sitting in fixed positions. In front of him was the alchemy furnace pointing directly at the dome. In front of him was a small handful of pear blossoms.

Everyone is refining Lixiangyulusan.

"Who is so noisy?" Jun Changyan frowned coldly, and said impatiently, he clearly told his disciples that today's matter is important, and he should not be spared.

"It's Immortal Lord Ye Jue, I want to see you." The disciple said respectfully.

"He." Jun Changyan showed a look of disgust.It's no wonder the disciple couldn't stop people, maybe he didn't dare to stop this fairy.

"Tell him to wait." Jun Changyan ordered, and continued to move, but gradually, the shouting outside the door approached, Jun Changyan listened carefully, only to hear the person outside the door shouting:

"Senior Brother Jun, Senior Brother Jun!"

Jun, master, brother!

Jun Changyan almost thought he heard it wrong, and rubbed his ears to listen carefully. It really was the word "Senior Brother Jun", and the source of the voice was Ye Jue.

Ye Jue called him Senior Brother Jun.

"Pa-ta." Jun Changyan's eyes froze, he turned over the cardboard under his hand, and instantly the whole box of pear blossoms that had been processed was overturned to the ground, and the aura drifted away, losing its effect.

Seeing this, the disciple hurried forward: "Is Yao Zun in a hurry to see Immortal Lord Ye Jue?"

"No." Instead of getting up, Jun Changyan took a sip of tea to suppress the churning emotions in his heart, and then ordered:

"Don't get close to Ye Jue, he may be taken away."

After a whole stick of incense, the red-clothed Yaozun appeared at the entrance of the main hall just after he came out. Ye Jue saw it and rushed to meet him.

"Brother Jun." Ye Jue said with a smile.

Jun Changyan experienced an alchemy, and his whole body was floating. When he heard this, he almost lost his footing.

Ye Jue stepped forward to support the person: "Oh, why is Senior Brother Jun not in good spirits?"

Jun Changyan's eyes drooped slightly, thinking about the words "Senior Brother Jun" in his heart, he turned his head little by little, and looked squarely at Ye Jue:

"If you have anything to say, say it quickly."

"Senior Jun, what's the matter with you..."

"Stop." Jun Changyan raised his hand to interrupt him, and said indifferently, "What do you want me to do? Say it quickly."

He could never believe the smiling face in front of him, if Ye Jue really called him "Senior Brother Jun" sincerely, the sun must have come out from the west, and he must be asking for such behavior at this time.

He is not stupid. Ever since Ye Jue established his foundation, he has been called "senior brother" the number of times he can count on one hand. The last time Ye Jue failed to cross the tribulation, the person he was holding was covered in blood and his breath was weak. , Weakly called him "Senior Brother".

So his heart softened, and he distributed the pear fragrance jade dew that he had finally prepared for others to use. Now he has made up his mind and will not soften his heart.

Seeing that he couldn't be fooled, Ye Jue scratched his head, and said simply: "Hey, I really need you."

"Heh." Jun Changyan had a cold face.

Ye Jue considered the words carefully, and said carefully: "Recently, my brother suddenly had a whim, thinking that if the spirit stone is directly converted into spiritual power for people to use, wouldn't it be a good thing for the benefit of the cultivation world? Senior brother is knowledgeable and talented, and he must know where similar records have been recorded. thing."

He has already said very carefully, he will use the divine jade in his body to reshape Qi Bofeng's spiritual veins.

It wasn't until Xiao Minghong mentioned the magic medicine several times that he recalled that there was still a piece of divine jade snatched from the young man in his body. He intended to return the Kunlun divine jade to the young man, but found that the divine jade had been embedded in his body, and he couldn't help it. Taken out.

In this way, the only way to turn the divine jade into a wave of spiritual power is to transfer it to Qi Bofeng, but he has read few books and doesn't know what method to use, so he came to ask Jun Zhangyan.

And Jun Changyan thought for a while, nodded and said: "Don't tell me, I seem to have seen a similar method in a certain book."

Ye Jue's eyes lit up: "Which book? Does it exist in Guhefeng? Can I read it now?"

Jun Zhangyan was thinking quietly, but was interrupted by his repeated questioning, and couldn't help frowning in doubt.

He folded his sleeves and looked indifferent: "Oh? Junior brother is so anxious for this book?"

Ye Jue nodded: "It's urgent!"

He was in a hurry, but Jun Changyan was not in a hurry. He leisurely sat down on the stone steps, raised his eyelids and looked at Ye Jue: "So, please beg me."

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