"When Luofeng comes back, I hope the master can watch Luofeng for a few more days," Xiao Fengqin said solemnly, "If there is anything wrong, this sect will do its best."

Master Yuanhui nodded, twisted the Buddhist beads in one hand, and slowly walked towards the ghost.

At this moment, a disciple rushed in in a panic.

"Sect leader, sect leader, it's not good!"

Xiao Fengqin looked at the disciple who was screaming and had a headache: "I treat you so relaxed on weekdays, so big or small!"

"No, Master! It's the real person..." The disciple looked at Xiao Fengqin in panic, "Tian Ren Qingzhuo is back!"

"Luofeng is back! So fast!" Xiao Fengqin was shocked and looked at Taoist Song. The two of them looked at each other, both of whom were surprised in the eyes. Then Xiao Fengqin asked the disciple again, "Where are you going, stop me first, I'll go there."

The disciple's face turned pale: "Minister Qingzhuo is trapped in the Xuanbing Array, so... she is almost dead!"

"What!!"

Everyone was shocked.

It was like a bolt from the blue. Xiao Fengqin was stunned. After a while, he asked, "You admit your mistake. With the cultivation level of Qingzhuo Zhenren... how could he be trapped in the Xuanbing Formation! Are your eyes so useful?"

The disciple bowed and said, "It has been almost six years since I entered the master's sect. Naturally, I can recognize Zhenren Qingzhuo. Several senior brothers present also recognized it as Zhenren Qingzhuo..."

He looked at Xiao Fengqin, hesitated and said, "...Bozhijian is here, and the disciples will never admit their mistakes."

Xiao Fengqin finally came to his senses. He turned around and said to Master Yuanhui, "Master, I'll leave it to you here."

Taoist Song had already walked over, looked at Xiao Fengqin, and bowed to Master Yuanhui and bowed: "Master, I will come when I go. Please purify that ghost, please first."

When Taoist Song heard Chu Qingyan coming back, he felt that it must be related to the soul hidden in the Caocao Pond. But he was also very conflicted. If it was really speculated that it was a conspiracy in the ghost world, let alone the mortal world and the sword will cause bloody storms. But what if it weren't...

"Asong, Luo Feng has returned. He must have been affected by this ghost, so he rushed back regardless of the situation, and he could not stay." Xiao Fengqin said anxiously, "Master, let it go."

As he said that, he reached out to pull up Taoist Song, "Go away quickly. Luo Feng is still trapped in the Xuanbing Formation. If he goes too late, he will be in danger."

When he arrived at the Xuanbing Formation, Xiao Fengqin was also frightened by the scene in front of him.

Since we met, he had never seen Chu Qingyan so embarrassed.

The Xuanbing Formation is the last barrier set up by the land of suffering without hating, and most disciples cannot enter, let alone solve it.

Xiao Fengqin activated his spiritual power to dissolve the formation. When Chu Qingyan fell down, he flew up and took the person over.

The disciples had already prepared a clean mat and lay Chu Qingyan flat on it. Taoist Song hurriedly stepped forward to check the injuries.

Xiao Fengqin was waiting anxiously and asked, "Asong, what's wrong with Luo Feng? Why have you been diagnosed for so long?"

"The spiritual power is almost completely lost, and the spiritual veins are damaged..." Song Daoren said his diagnosis word by word, "The heart veins are also damaged, and there are some skin trauma..."

Xiao Fengqin was shocked: "Who with such a high level of cultivation can hurt Luo Feng!"

Zhenren Qingzhuo’s current cultivation is second only to Master Yuanhui who is now setting up a formation method. Xiao Fengqin really couldn’t imagine when such a powerful master would appear in the swordsmanship.

"I don't know yet, the injury seems to be left behind by a formation," Taoist Song slowly pushed out a palm and slapped Chu Qingyan's chest.

Chu Qingyan vomited a mouthful of black blood, but she was still in a coma, and at least she had a breath.

"This...this...this...this is good..." Xiao Fengqin looked at Chu Qingyan with heartache and said hatefully, "Why did you suffer such a big loss? I just said that the evil spirit cannot be kept!"

After saying a word, Xiao Fengqin stood up and called his disciples forward, intending to carry the person back to Xiaofeng Canyue Home first, and then deal with the injury well.

Everyone was about to take action, but they saw Chu Qingyan, who was unconscious, suddenly spread her hands and feet, as if something had nailed his limbs. He lay there motionlessly, and his pale face slowly flashed with pain.

"What's wrong, A Song!" Xiao Fengqin looked at him in surprise.

Taoist Song frowned and said nothing. He reached out and pressed Chu Qingyan's neck, exploring his pulse and breathing, and also frowned: "How did the pulse and breathing suddenly weaken?"

Before he could think of anything, Chu Qingyan was bleeding from her mouth and nose, black lines were running around on her face, and even her lips were dead gray. She could not save her eyes just now!

My heart was thumping, and Taoist Song immediately said, "Master, go and let Master Yuanhui stop!"

Xiao Fengqin looked at Chu Qingyan, extremely anxious, and was stunned when he heard this: "Why!"

"Lufeng set up a formation of the same body, and the other side of the Jiaocao Pond..." Taoist Song said anxiously, "If that wisp of soul is destroyed, your Qingzhuo Zhenren will not be able to save it!"

Same body formation!

Xiao Fengqin was stunned.

Chu Qingyan is good at setting up formation barriers, and the level he has reached must be superior to others.

When breaking the barrier on the Jiaocao Pond, Xiao Fengqin felt it was very complicated, but he did not guess at that mysterious place.

Taoist Song could also see from Chu Qingyan's symptoms, and he had long been suspicious of the ghost, so he naturally thought of it first.

The same body formation has long been lost.

According to legend, it was studied by a loving couple a long time ago, sharing good fortune and hardship.

Judging from Chu Qingyan's current symptoms, Taoist Song dared to be sure that this Qingzhuo Zhenren, who always talked less, made changes to the formation.

He first endured 60% of the person imposed on his soul. Therefore, he was injured so severely.

It's so stupid...

Now, there is nothing I can't figure it out. That soul is definitely Miss Qin who died innocently six years ago.

Xiao Fengqin was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and said quickly: "Hurry up... Go and notify the master, the situation has changed, please stop first!"

The disciple took the order and ran away. Xiao Fengqin squatted beside Chu Qingyan. Looking at the person who was already angry, he whispered: "That soul is Miss Qin, is it..."

Now that this is the case, I understand it any longer.

Nodded, Taoist Song sighed: "This is really a bad fate that cannot be defeated."

Even if Master Yuanhui stops in time, his injury will be irreversible.

The soul was so dim that it was almost invisible. Chu Qingyan was also venting more and inhaling less. Dao Ren Song was so worried that he had a needle on himself.

Chu Qingyan's internal injuries... in a nutshell, they were almost completely useless and had many external injuries.

"If you hadn't been so slightly angry, I would have thought you wouldn't have survived." Looking at Chu Qingyan, who was wrapped with wound medicine on both hands and feet, Taoist Song looked into his breath, "You are so cruel to yourself. Look, who can hurt yourself like this, I have to spend all my efforts to hold your life. Do you dislike me? Come and smash my signature..."

Sitting down beside the bed, Taoist Song continued to say with a frown: "Miss Qin's soul has been sent back to the Jiaocao pond to raise. You said you did this, I really don't know how to say you, praise you for being brave, or scold you. It's a good thing for Miss Qin's soul to be able to raise, why are you still hiding it from us? Now, the head and I have done bad things well. Even if you don't set up the same formation and don't suffer with Miss Qin together, if Miss Qin's soul is destroyed, we won't explain it to you. Wouldn't you feel guilty for the rest of your life?"

After reaching out and pulling out the silver needle that was hanging on his spirit, Taoist Song sighed again: "Oh--you have been waiting for six years now, and finally got a little hope. At this moment, I don't know how many years will I have to wait for Miss Qin to come back. This time my soul was damaged so severely. Even if I was well maintained, I don't know if I still remember you..."

...

After talking for a while, Taoist Song lamented and fell aside, looking at Chu Qingyan in a sleepy state, and was so worried that she pulled her hair.

It has been the tenth day since Qingzhuo Zhenren was sleeping, but his external injuries have improved, but there is no sign of improvement in the internal injuries. If this continues, even if the person wakes up, he will probably not be able to accept the result of his spiritual vein damage.

If the spiritual vein is damaged, this is a big deal. To put it better, if the cultivation level is damaged, or to think about it at the disadvantage, it will be useless.
Chapter completed!