The sick beauty and the master are always collapsing

As if realizing that such punishment is not punishment at all, Yan Xingjun let go of his lower lip that he bit slightly, revealing his white and small white teeth, and then changed his mouth, "Three sticks of incense,? There can be no less."

He secretly glanced at Gu Yuan's face.

With a smile on Gu Yuan's face, he nodded and said, "Okay, then apprentice waits for three sticks of incense."

Hearing what Gu Yuan said, Yan Xingjun was not happy on the contrary, his face fell down, and he said, "Okay, then it's time for three incense sticks."

He emphasized the time point of the three sticks of incense.

In fact, if the little apprentice feels that the time is too long, he can reduce the time as long as he shows a little bit of an attitude of wanting to bargain.

As if he cared about it.

Gu Yuan asked, "Has the little apprentice lit incense?"

"Huh?" Yan Xingjun was stunned for a moment, three sticks of incense is the time for three sticks of incense, why did he really light the incense, his eyes were a little dull,? Watching Gu Yuan pull out the incense sticks from the inn, he suddenly realized What,? The smile on his face couldn't be contained, he said, "Okay, let's order it."

Gu Yuan lit the incense sticks, and the smoke was lingering. The top of the newly lit incense sticks exudes a bright red color, which is completely different from the natal lamp of the master in his arms.

After only looking at it for a while, Gu Yuan suddenly realized that in his line of sight, the incense stick might look brighter, but the natal lamp can illuminate the whole room with its weak light, but the incense stick can't.

A stick of incense was lit, and Gu Yuan swiped over it with his hand hanging in the air, and it went out.

Gu Yuan asked, "A stick of incense?"

Yan Xingjun also got up from the bed, and then handed Gu Yuan the second incense stick. He just opened his mouth, but suddenly realized that it was still the punishment stage, so he closed his mouth awkwardly.

It was still dark and misty outside the window, and Gu Yuan's cultivation had improved greatly compared to the last time he went to the ancestral hall, and he could see the inside of the house clearly even without lighting candles.

Therefore, there was only a faint light in the room, and now the incense sticks were lit, so small that they illuminated the surroundings, Yan Xingjun came over to deliver the incense, and Gu Yuan could smell the fragrance of bamboo on Master's body.

Something hit Gu Yuan's waist, Gu Yuan looked down, it was the flute he gave to the master.

Gu Yuan reflexively touched the flute on his waist. Unlike Master's, there was no bunny on it.

The brightness of the incense sticks is not enough for an ordinary person to see the surroundings clearly, but both of them are cultivators, so it is not a big problem whether they have incense sticks or not.

Gu Yuan said, "Master, it's so dark around here."

Without saying a word, Yan Xingjun took Gu Yuan's hand, and at the same time lit the candle next to the table. When he turned his head, the second incense was also extinguished.

The dark yellow light added a little warmth to Yan Xingjun's fair face, and even the small red mole on his ears faded.

Gu Yuan's eyes darkened.

If the mole is a sealing formation, it means that if the mole completely fades away, the sealing formation will be useless.

Just judging from the recent situation, it is not a good thing that the formation is gone.

Master's body is getting weaker and weaker.

Thinking of this, Gu Yuan heard a suppressed coughing sound coming from the side. Gu Yuan looked over, and Yan Xingjun smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm used to it as a teacher."

Because I was too afraid of Gu Yuan and worried, I forgot that it was still a time when I couldn't talk to my little apprentice.

Gu Yuan lit and extinguished the third incense stick, and at the same time put Master's natal lamp on the table.

The natal lamp immediately illuminated the room again.

Yan Xingjun also saw that the natal lamp was darker than the last time he took it out, and stretched out his hand to touch the little red mole next to his ear. It was different from when he first came to the lower realm. At that time, Yan Xingjun only thought it was a common disease. I didn't take it to heart.

Looking at it now, Yan Xingjun said, "There should be a problem with the big array of the Moon Feather Sect."

There was only a thin layer of seal left, and Yan Xingjun could already feel that under the great formation, the Demon Lord sealed by him seemed to break through the formation and reappear in the world.

Yan Xingjun coughed heavily, "We have to go back quickly."

Yan Xingjun said again, "The Nine Nine 81 Resurrection Formation should only be used to lend Nine Nine 81 lives to the Demon Lord."

When he went to the market earlier, he found that although it was a soul-resurrection formation, it was not as scary as the soul-resurrection formation—or it was even more frightening. Imprisoned together.

Now that the formation has already been set, it means that the people who set up the formation cannot have any sympathy, so the only possibility is that the people who set up the formation want to devour the people in the formation.

When Yan Xingjun sealed the Demon Lord back then, Gu Yuan had not yet been born. Although he did not personally participate in it, in his last life, whether it was in the Yueyu Sect or elsewhere, there would always be someone whispering in his ear how Yan Xingjun was shaking the world and weeping ghosts and gods. Demon King sealed it, and the sword got the title of "Fourteen Swords".

Fourteen states of frost and cold with one sword.

Gu Yuan doesn't want to care about the Demon Lord or the common people in the world. Even if the Demon Lord is devastated and harms the world, Gu Yuan can just sit back and watch, but the stronger the Demon Lord's ability, the weaker the master's body, not to mention the formation and the master's body. There are also countless ties, which are related to Master, so he has to pay attention to it.

But what does that formation have to do with Master?

Could it be that Master has put more than half of his spiritual power on the formation?

That's right, I heard from Yu Qi that the big formation of the Moon Feather Sect is clearly the heart of the monster race, how can a heart be used as a formation?It should be adjusted by the master's spiritual power as the center.

Gu Yuan didn't think anything of it. Master, an upright person, used the heart of the Yaozu as a formation. It was an inhumane idea. To him, if something happened to Master one day, the heart of the Yaozu would be needed Rescue the master, let alone a monster clan, even if the entire monster clan is slaughtered, it will be done.

It's not that the master's position in his heart is so important, and he doesn't know if he will do such a thing if he takes a person very seriously.

He just felt that he had no pursuits in his life, and Master was the only person he could touch so far, and because of Master, he began to have inexplicable feelings.

That being the case, Master is worth it.

Even if it is an enemy of the world.

In other words, what about going against everyone?

Gu Yuan asked, "How to break the formation?"

Yan Xingjun said: "This soul-resurrection formation should have been modified. I saw it before, and there should be two formation eyes, one is the newborn soul formation, and the other is the original soul formation of the soul-resurrection formation. The soul is used to absorb life. The vitality of a person, the soul is used to absorb the death energy of the dead."

Gu Yuan analyzed: "Since this is the case, the soul formation should be in the place where the crowd is densest."

But the problem is, right now the outside is made gloomy by the resurrection formation, and everyone can't wait to stay at home. How can anyone dare to gather together?

Even in the inn, after the Linghu incident, everyone trembled and hid in the room, fearing that the sky would fall, and they might not run out.

Not to mention hotels and markets.

Gu Yuan suddenly said: "The stall owner, his child is sick."

Yan Xingjun replied, "The old, the weak, the sick, and the young have inherently unstable souls. No matter where the formation is located, as long as they are in this town, their vitality will definitely be absorbed. They are especially obvious."

That's why he kept coughing and even passed out.

"Medical Center." Gu Yuan reminded him aloud.

The two looked at each other, Yan Xingjun clapped his hands and said, "Yes! Medical Center!"

He was a little excited, and said complacently, "As expected of my little apprentice, if this formation was set up by someone else in advance, then the person who prepared the formation should publicize the medical center in advance, as long as the price is low, even in this situation, there are People don’t hesitate to go out and find someone to treat them, otherwise they will die, and it’s useless to hide at home, this little apprentice is really smart.”

Yan Xingjun immediately asked the waiter downstairs about it.

Xiaoer was still a little reluctant at first, but after receiving the money from Gu Yuan, his eyes lit up, and he heard Yan Xingjun's question, and immediately replied, "There is a healer in the south of the city, and the younger one will draw pictures for you two. Let’s get a map, after I go there, I’ll tell you that it’s from a small introduction, and I can give you a discount.”

In fact, they didn't need Xiao Er's map. As soon as the two came to the south of the city, they saw people walking in one direction.

Most of them were blue and yellow in complexion, and their bodies were emaciated. Because they hadn't bathed for a long time, they still exuded a strange smell.

Yan Xingjun was silent for a while, and at the same time, Gu Yuan heard that Master's breathing rate slowed down significantly.

Speed ​​up to the hospital.

Unfortunately, the hospital was noisy, and someone could be heard arguing outside from a distance.

Yan Xingjun said, "There is indeed more anger here than in other places, as well as death. It seems that the two eyes of the soul are here."

As soon as the two of them entered, a wooden stick almost swung in front of their eyes. Both of them were still in shape, and the wooden root floated past their eyes.

The one wielding a wooden stick was a strong man, but his face was a little yellow, and beside him lay a sickly old man, who could only breathe out but not breathe in.

The brawny man said angrily: "When you gave the medicine a few days ago, didn't you say that it was good to eat? Why did the more you eat it, the worse it got? Look at how my mother is now, losing money!"

Standing in front of the strong man is a little girl who looks about 17 years old. When she sees a wooden stick thicker than her arm, she subconsciously takes a few steps back. Angry, he raised his voice slightly and said, "Obviously you didn't take the medicine according to the dosage."

The strong man said confidently, "It's still not that your medicine is too expensive."

The little girl said angrily, "It's already been posted to you, what else do you want to do?"

"Bah." The strong man spat towards the side, and said, "I think you are a black-hearted medical clinic, just thinking about earning money from poor people like us."

He glanced at Gu Yuan and Yan Xingjun who were about to sit in, and waved his hands, "Don't come in, this place is a scam."

The little girl burst into tears after hearing what he said, and said with a straight face, "I think you are the one who came to extort money."

The strong man said angrily, "Okay, then stop doing business."

After all, the wooden stick was waved again in the medical hall.

There were already quite a few people in the medical hall, but after being messed with like this, they ran left and right. A child in the messy crowd was pushed forward by someone, and fell forward.

It was where Yan Xingjun was. If Yan Xingjun stepped aside, the child would fall on the rock behind him, so Yan Xingjun helped the child up.

The child stumbled up and thanked, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

When the child got up, his head happened to touch the flute on Yan Xingjun's waist. The child was a little dazed, and foolishly grabbed the thing on his head.

The bamboo flute was almost pulled off.

Realizing that what he seemed to be pulling was something he couldn't afford to pay for, the child closed his eyes, almost crying, and said in a sobbing voice, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Yan Xingjun comforted, "It's okay."

Yan Xingjun walked up to the strong man in a few steps, and stepped on the simplest breeze step, swaying his body from side to side, he walked from under the wooden stick that the strong man swung in front of the strong man.

He reached out and grabbed the stick.

The wooden stick was thicker than Yan Xingjun's arm, and the people in the hospital couldn't help but close their eyes, for fear that Mr. Xiaolang would vomit blood from being beaten by the wooden stick. Even the girl in the hospital lost her voice, "Don't!!"

The picture that everyone imagined did not happen.

Mr. Xiao Lang caught the wooden stick with a smile on his face, seemingly without any effort. When Mr. Xiao Lang turned his wrist, the stick flipped over and hit the strong man's face.

At the same time, with a sweep of Mr. Xiao Lang's leg, the strong man's center of gravity was unstable and he swayed from side to side, and Mr. Xiao Lang gently kicked the strong man in the stomach again.

The strong man was kicked a hundred steps away and fell on the threshold of the door.

Everyone looked at this scene in shock, and couldn't imagine how the little man with thin arms and legs kicked the strong man so far.

The little girl in the hospital was the first to react and ran over to thank her, and then the people in the hospital also expressed their thanks one after another.

No one here thinks he can bear the damage of the stick.

Yan Xingjun, who was grateful by everyone, slowly stepped back to Yuan's side, and said in a very aggrieved voice, "He dirty my flute."

Because of being too angry, the corners of his eyes were stained bright red, and his tone was very aggrieved. People who didn't know thought that the man had done something that both humans and gods were angry with.

Most of the people here are poor people, and it is normal to have a little dust on their bodies. The child's hands are all dirty, and when he touched the flute, the flute was also slightly stained with a handprint.

Knowing that the child had also suffered innocent crimes, Yan Xingjun put all his hatred on the strong man.

Yan Xingjun whispered in Gu Yuan's ear, "He's gone too far."

Everyone thought that Mr. Xiao Lang was discussing something big, so they lowered their volume in a low voice, for fear of disturbing their conversation, but they still kept their eyes on them from time to time.

As everyone knows, what they are talking about is this kind of "big thing".

Facing everyone's eyes, Gu Yuan said without changing his face: "...Well, it's too much."

The author has something to say: Yan Xingjun: The flute given to me by QAQ’s apprentice, before I could press my fingerprints, someone else pressed it first.

--small theater--

After a long, long time, when the two were together, someone saw the little rabbit on the flute and really liked it so much that he begged Qing Han Xianzun for the flute.That person: "What are the conditions of Qing Han Xianzun in exchange for this flute?"

Yan Xingjun: "You can't change a thousand pieces of gold."

The man spent a long time drooling, even if he took out something hundreds of times higher than the flute in exchange, Yan Xingjun still didn't let go, the man said, "Why is this flute the same as your Taoist companion?"

It happened that Gu Yuan was passing by at this time.

At night, Gu Yuan asked, "Master, what conditions can I exchange for this flute?"

Yan Xingjun:?

Yan Xingjun: //// A Taoist partner can be changed.

The next morning, Yan Xingjun supported his waist and asked in a low voice: Well, can I return the flute?

感谢在2021-04-30?22:11:20~2021-05-02?23:38:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Ling Sanwen? 20 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!