Chapter seven hundred and ninety-five
In Yan Lan's palm, the alien beast soul seal burst into a huge light.
The powerful beast seal instantly merged into the seventh elder's sea of consciousness and soul, ruthlessly smashed his mind, and then controlled his soul and body.
"So, these puppets, called puppets, were all obtained in this way, and their methods were simply terrifying."
Yan Lan instantly learned some memories of the Seventh Elder, but now it was not the time to peek into the memories of the Seventh Elder, he immediately flashed out of the Nether Fire Space.
Yan Lan looked thousands of miles away, and the three ancestors and three puppets were in full swing.
Yan Lan was shocked and thought to himself: "These puppets actually have the strength to compete with the ancestors of this sect. The Xuan clan's foundation is indeed terrifying."
As his eyes narrowed, Yan Lan flashed thousands of miles away, and his mind moved, and in the name of the Seven Elders, he ordered the three Puppets to truce.
As soon as the order was issued, the three puppets stopped immediately and gathered towards Yan Lan.
The Fifth Patriarch and the Sixth Patriarch, seeing this, the old Taoist who had bare chests thought that it was three puppet killings to kill Yan Lan, and immediately roared and stopped Yan Lan.
Yan Lan waved his hand and said in a voice transmission: "Three ancestors, don't worry, these three puppet killing puppets have been controlled by their disciples and are no longer a big deal. Let's go back to the sect and talk about it."
After saying that, Yan Lan put the three puppets into the mustard bracelet.
The Fifth Ancestor was stunned and immediately looked shocked. He never expected that the Puppet Killing who had fought with him would be controlled by Yan Lan. He didn't even notice it at all. It was really incredible.
The Sixth Patriarch was also stunned. He felt a headache when he killed the puppet, but unexpectedly, he was controlled by Yan Lan unknowingly, and he couldn't react.
The old Taoist slammed his chest and shook his squint, saying, "Good boy, you actually have such a way. This time, the Xuan clan is afraid that he will vomit blood with anger."
After a while, everyone in Gangtian Sect gathered in the Wuzu Peak Hall.
Yan Lan stood in the hall, glanced around, and after this battle, the powerful disciples such as Kuang Yuanwu and Lan Tianzong were all seriously injured. Those disciples with slightly lower cultivation were ordered to garrison the mountain gate, which was not seriously injured.
Among the four ancestors, the barefoot old ghost was already injured. During this battle, his injury worsened a little. Fortunately, he was not in danger of life.
In addition, the Fifth Ancestor was not injured. He just consumed some spiritual power.
The Sixth Patriarch and the old Taoist who bare his chest suffered only a little bit of minor injuries. After a few days of practice, they were fine.
The only thing that is fortunate in this battle is that no disciples of Gangtian Sect died, but the disciples have injured their foundation, which is probably a concern that they will affect their future practice.
In the hall, four ancestors sat on the upper side. The other disciples were arranged on both sides of the hall and sat on one by one.
As for the seriously injured disciples, they were asked to kneel cross-legged on the side of the hall and release a large amount of spiritual energy to help them recover from their injuries as soon as possible.
The most seriously injured disciple was Gao Gao. At this moment, she was lying quietly in the arms of the little madman, with no breath.
After checking through the old Taoist with his chest, Gao Gao had no breath, but his vitality was still there, but his high state seemed to be similar to Zi Yi's original Lingji.
The little madman looked at Gao Gao who was unconscious and felt ache and said, "Master, three ancestors, can there be a way to rescue Gao Gao?"
The old Taoist with his chest was Gao Gao's master, and he gently swayed his fan. He said, "It's a little difficult to wake up for the time being. But don't worry about Gao Gao's life for the time being. Alas, it's difficult to wake up."
The Fifth Ancestor had previously explored Gao Gao's situation and frowned and said, "The Gao Gao's situation is a bit strange. The vitality is still there, but it is not integrated with the soul."
When the little madman heard this, he hurriedly said, "Fifth Ancestor, what does this mean?"
The Sixth Patriarch stroked his beard and pondered: "In other words, the tall body is alive, but the soul seems to die. This is very strange. I have not encountered such a strange thing in my life."
The little madman stared at his eyes and murmured: "The body is alive, the soul is dead, high, whether it is life or death..."
When he remembered the scarlet giant palm that Gao Gao resisted the puppet killing for him, his heart would be painful.
As a man, he wanted a woman to resist murderous intent for him, so how could he feel at ease!
Seeing this, Yan Lan stood up and looked at Gao Gao and said, "Disciple had obtained a Spirit-Chief Pill before. It is rumored that the Spirit-Chief Pill has the effect of reviving the soul. I wonder if it will be helpful to Senior Sister Gao Gao."
He obtained three spirit-enlightening pills from the Rongcheng Pill Artillery Alliance, one was used on Zi Yi and one was given to Jianhua Sect, with the last one left.
The little madman's eyes lit up. The things Yan Lan took out must be extraordinary. He grabbed Gao Gao tightly, as if he had seized a trace of vitality.
The fifth ancestor's eyes lit up. The level of elixir of the Qiling Pill is extremely precious and cannot be obtained by ordinary people.
After the four ancestors were happy, they all pondered. They all heard the magical effects of Qiling Pill, but they had never witnessed the magical aspects of Qiling Pill with their own eyes, and they were a little confused.
The old Taoist with his chest flickered a few times, and he stood up and said, "It's over, so why not try it. Yan Lan, I've recorded this kindness from the old Taoist."
Yan Lan looked at the polite and bare chested old Taoist, shook his head and smiled, "Seventh Patriarch, why should you be polite? You have risked your life to save your disciple master, let alone, we are all under the same sect, so we should help each other. But the disciples don't know if it is effective, and will there be any counterproductive effects."
The old Taoist with his chest narrowed his eyes and said, "The spirit-enlightenment pill is a life-saving and solidifying pill. Even if he cannot save people, there will be no danger of harming people. Yan Lan, try it boldly. No matter what the consequences, I will not blame you."
The little madman gritted his teeth and nodded, "Junior Brother Yan, I believe you, please let go. Now, this is the only way. I am afraid that over time, the vitality of Gao Gao's junior sister will slowly disappear. By then, she will be unable to turn things around."
Yan Lan nodded, flipped his palm, took out a spirit-enlightening pill, and handed it to the little madman.
The little madman held the Qiling Pill, felt the powerful vitality on it, his eyes were full of gratitude, and he clasped his fists and said to Yan Lan: "Junior Brother Yan, this pill is extraordinary, and he is a great kindness, I will definitely not forget it."
Yan Lan smiled slightly, then sacrificed a golden Buddha power and integrated it into Gao Gao's body, saying: "Although this energy cannot be resurrected, it has the effect of repairing trauma and revitalizing it. I hope it can help Gao Gao's senior sister one or two."
The little madman nodded gratefully, took a deep breath, pinched the Qiling Pill with two fingers, and slowly placed it on his high lips.
The Qiling Pill seems to have spiritual intelligence. The moment it touches the lips and teeth, it immediately turns into a stream of green flow and rushes into Gao Gao's mouth.
Everyone held their breath and looked high quietly.
A ray of green light appeared faintly on his body, and everyone knew that it was a powerful force of life.
Such a powerful life power is extremely rare, which shows how extraordinary the Qiling Pill is. Everyone also exclaimed at Yan Lan. Yan Lan did not hesitate to take out such rare pills. Such friendship is admirable.
Time passed by one breath, his high expression was unpredictable, and his vitality was even more volatile.
Yan Lan frowned. If even the Spiritual Pill cannot help Gao Gao wake him up, then he really doesn't know what other way to make Gao Gao recover. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!