Immortal Voices Chapter 337: Mortals
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The battle between Rong Guo and the Qingluan faction was less than a day. The Qingluan faction went all out and the orthodoxy was still destroyed. Only the elder Taishang and the master of the sect escaped, of course the disciples who got married. Was also spared.
White Taiwei garrisoned troops outside the four factions with the momentum of victory. The other four factions were trembling, fearing that Bai Taiwei would attack them, and rushed to send outstanding disciples of the martial arts to send them to Bai Taiwei as a pledge. The beautiful name is: marriage.
Seeing them so cowardly, Bai Taiwei couldn't find an excuse to suppress him. If they were a little bit stubborn, he would straighten out these obnoxious sects. It's a pity.
After Ming Jin retreated, Bai Taiwei looked back at Qinghu and slammed his palm out, and the area under his palm was razed to the ground.
After Rong Guo withdrew, the little sects who were far away dared to come forward.
The expressions of each of them are complicated. This is the power of the immortal dynasty, the mega power of the world, and the commanding of humanity.
On the ruins of Beizhao Barren Mountain, Fu Yuhuang's consciousness was immersed in the body for a long time without any response.
I don't know how long it has passed, maybe a day, maybe a year, and finally a little light flickers not far away.
Fu Yuhuang tried hard to rush in the darkness, and finally his consciousness regained in his body.
Although she can't open her eyes, she can already perceive things.
The heart-piercing pain spread throughout her body, and she discovered that every inch of her body's tendons and veins were shattered.
Fu Yuhuang gritted his teeth and cursed a few times when he was not dead, his mind moved, and the breath of soil accompanied by the vitality of the wood spirit bead and the water vapor of the water spirit bead penetrated into his body.
She controlled Xitu a little bit to reshape the meridians, one, two, three... Time gradually passed under her concentration.
When the last vein was shaped, a loud bang rang in the soul.
On the ruins of the barren mountain, Fu Yuhuang felt relieved and lay down on the ground, not disdainful of the dust on the ground.
She picked up the wine gourd and took a few mouthfuls, laughed loudly and said, "I managed to escape after all."
She took a sigh of relief, and when she was about to find bad luck in her sword, she realized that the Qingluan faction had been taken care of.
Fu Yuhuang: "...It doesn't matter, the old one is still alive, and the disciples who got married are still alive."
She just angered her in a fair manner. What happened? She didn't completely ruin the Qingluan school disciples, and she couldn't let out the breath in her heart.
Suddenly, she said joyfully: "The body wakes up, okay, let the body do this."
She looked around, found a surviving tree, and lay down, really guiding her to reshape the meridians and exhausted her.
In Fuyuguan, Rong Xian's eyelashes trembled after lying on the bed and fell asleep for seven days, and finally left the darkness, opening her eyes amidst the prayers of thousands of people of Rongxian.
Rong Yu, who had been staying in the room, found that Rong Xian was awake for the first time. He threw on the bed and said with a trembling voice: "Master, you finally woke up."
Rong Xian blinked and said slowly: "Don't be busy, tell me what's the matter with the braziers in the room? And..."
She touched her hand, took out a hot spirit pill from the quilt, and asked: "What's going on?"
Rong Yu sniffed, pretending to be calm and said: "It is snowing outside, and the academician is afraid that you will catch a cold, so I found a firebird's inner alchemy to warm you up, and the brazier in the room is the same."
Rong Xian glanced at Rong Yu, showing a thoughtful expression.
Rong Yu panicked and hurriedly knelt by the bed and said, "Teacher, they said you can never practice anymore, saying that you will be like a mortal in the future. You can't be cold or hot, you can't be thirsty and hungry. But Don't worry, there is still me."
Rong Xian's expression was subtle for a moment. Under normal circumstances, it would be the best result for her to become a mortal.
But after reshaping the meridians, she has stabilized the ground immortal cultivation base again.
But others don't know, not to mention the fact that she was seriously injured, probably the entire northern border region is clear, if it suddenly heals, then it will be dazzling.
"Really?" Rong Xian finally spoke after being silent, and the tone of #将错就错# also sank, "That's really a shame."
Her lips are white, and she looks haggard all over.
Rong Yu felt sour and almost cried.
Seeing Master's self-confidence and detachment used to strategizing, and now looking at Master, who looked pale on the bed as if absent, Rong Yu only felt terribly uncomfortable.
"Master, you and me, I will think of a way, I will definitely think of a way." Rong Yu muttered.
Seeing his appearance, Rong Xian suddenly couldn't bear it.
Why do you feel a little scum?
She cleared her throat and asked: "...how many days did I sleep?"
Yong Yu hurriedly replied: "Today is the eighth day."
Rong Xian sighed: "Open the door, I want to see the snow."
Rong Yu managed to squeeze a smile: "Okay."
He stood up and opened the door, and a cold wind blew in. Rong Yu's expression changed a little, and a movement of his palm directly cut off the air-conditioning.
Outside the door, Su Xuan, Bai Taiwei, Bai Muchen and his son came together.
At a glance, they saw Rong Yu standing at the door, and their hearts moved, and their eyebrows were beaming with joy and said: "His Royal Highness is awake?"
These days, Rong Yu has been guarding His Royal Highness every step of the way. Now that he has left the room abnormally, there must be good news.
Rong Yu said indifferently: "Wake up."
Several people looked at each other. This situation is a bit wrong. Shouldn't your Highness be happy when he wakes up?
Taipei Bai seemed to be aware of the problem, and was silent for a moment, and said: "Can you report to your Royal Highness, Master Bai asks for you?"
He must see His Royal Highness, he wants to determine the impact of that attack on His Royal Highness.
Rong Yu nodded, walked into the room and said, "Teacher, Taiwei Bai and the others are here."
Rong Xian moved her body and wanted to sit up.
Rong Yu quickly helped her up with his eyesight, put the pillow behind her so that she could lean comfortably, and pulled the quilt upwards to prevent the cold from invading.
Rong Xian: My nephew is about to become a mother.
"A few adults, please come in." Rong Xian said gently.
After Rong Yu invited a few people in, he stood outside the door in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.
In the room, a few people from Master Bai bowed and said: "Please see Your Royal Highness, Your Highness Wanfu Jinan."
Rong Xian smiled and said: "Let's borrow your good words, be lonely, and exempt."
The white masters stood up, and then their eyes fell on Rong Xian.
His Royal Highness does not seem to have changed except for the pale face with a loss of vitality, as if the pain of dying and the gap between the abolition of the cultivation base are completely non-existent.
This is totally wrong.
Master Bai's heart was stunned, and he arched his hands and said: "His Royal Highness, are you okay?"
"Apart from being able to feel the preciousness of the winter sun, the rustle of the cool summer breeze, the vitality of spring flowers blooming, and the regret of life dying in autumn, there is nothing wrong with me." Rong Xian spoke slowly, his tone almost chanting. , Almost a feast that sounds like it.
The three of Master Bai looked at each other for a long while, and didn't quite understand whether His Highness meant it was good or not.
Su Xuan suddenly said: "His Royal Highness, I have already eliminated the Qingluan faction and avenge you."
So no matter what happens, Rong Guo is the backing of His Royal Highness, the sword in His Highness's hand.