Chen Feng held Feng Xiaohan and gently placed him on the grass.

At this time, the mysterious glimmer of light was gone on Chen Feng's hands, and the "Feng Yuan" had already passed through Feng Xiaohan's flesh and blood and sealed his dantian.

That day, He Xirou and the assassin each used a sword. The walls of Zizhuyuan and the kitchen were shaken into gravel. Fortunately, there were formations engraved around Zizhu and the remaining two wooden houses to avoid the impact. They just recruited people to rebuild this place yesterday.

Because purple bamboos independently absorb spiritual energy, the grass and wild flowers here have been reborn and grow happily, and even a sapling has grown in the corner.

In the distance is a sea of ​​green leaves and bamboos, and nearby is overgrown with flowers and plants. The broken walls of the Zizhuyuan look like a ruined temple that has been abandoned in the deep mountains for many years, and it looks even more desolate under the moonlight.

Chen Feng sighed, not knowing whether it was for his beloved disciple or for the scenery in front of him.

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After a while, Feng Xiaohan woke up, but he did not open his eyes immediately, but focused for a moment before looking inside.

Feng Xiaohan's spiritual consciousness flew across the mountains and rivers, passed through the streams, and walked forward along the complex river channel formed by meridians, and then stopped in front of the cave under the mountain.

The pylorus has been opened for most of the time, and the water flow is obviously much thicker than the Mimi Creek when I first came here.

But in addition to this, other changes have also occurred. A faint beam of light formed a circle in his body, surrounding the entire mountain, and the center of the circle is Youfu.

"It seems that this is the 'Feng Yuan'. It can actually form a formation in the body. The method of the Wangyue Pavilion is indeed magical."

This formation can indeed seal 30% of the vital energy, but it will only work if its vital energy is about to be less than this amount, and it does not affect the normal operation of the vital energy.

When Feng Xiaohan "sees" the aperture, he already understood the mystery, but the method of relieving it is unknown, and he dared not try it.

The next moment, his spiritual consciousness returned to the sea of ​​consciousness and then opened his eyes.

He could still feel a slight pain in his abdomen. Chen Feng's punch caused him to suffer a slight internal injury, but he had recovered at this moment. As early as in the wilderness, he found that he had healing ability even better than monsters. This was particularly prominent after coming to the human world. Bai Da Dazi and Sick and other disciples in the battle are still bedridden, but he can already jump around and stroll around.

Feng Xiaohan sat up and looked around. He saw the spirit insects sing slightly and the bamboo leaves swaying gently, as if nothing had happened.

Chen Feng has left.

He knew that the master did this for his own good, but he also knew that when he encountered an enemy, as long as he still had the strength to fight again, he would definitely choose to fight desperately, even with his physical strength.

This is not the boy's passionate and willful reserve, but his nature is like this.

Unless you encounter an absolute strong man who can easily crush him, nothing can make him turn around and run away.

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Four days passed in a blink of an eye, and Chen Feng came to Zizhuyuan and wanted to pick up Feng Xiaohan to go to Langya Peak.

The walls of Zizhuyuan have been rebuilt, but the kitchen has not been repaired yet.

Yesterday, He Xirou suddenly remembered that her good junior brother had not eaten the bamboo shoot and chicken soup he made, so he promised to make it for him to eat when the kitchen was rebuilt. Feng Xiaohan happily agreed when he heard that there was something to eat.

After watching the master and apprentice leave, He Xirou stood in front of the door for a long time, then laughed at herself and said to herself, "When did I become so concerned about the safety of others?"

Chen Feng and the other two came to the thatched hut on the cliff of Langya Peak and bowed.

Guo Mingzhe's voice came out and he smiled and said, "I have been waiting for you for a long time, come in."

Like last time, Guo Mingzhe stretched out his two fingers and pressed his eyebrows to check the slight changes in the toxins in his body.

The black line on Feng Xiaohan's neck spreads downward for a minute, which will extend to the whole body within two years. By then, even if the saint takes action, he will be unable to turn things around.

After a long time, Guo Mingzhe took back his two fingers and asked him to wait in another thatched hut first.

Chen Feng asked, "Uncle Master, how about it?"

Guo Mingzhe said slowly: "The toxins did not change significantly in his body. Xiaohan even reduced the number of toxins with his recovery ability that is different from ordinary people."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "This is a good thing."

"Yes, but Mo Zhu is deeply rooted. No matter how weakened it, it is just a drop in the bucket. In the end, it still depends on external forces to detoxify."

Guo Mingzhe nodded slightly and said, "Where do I want what you prepared?"

Chen Feng handed him the bag in his hand, and Guo Mingzhe placed the things neatly on the table, forming a four-sided formation, and placed the crescent stone in the middle of the formation, and then dripped the oil of the eternal lamp on the crescent stone.

The moment the lamp oil dripped, the faint light around the crescent stone suddenly became brighter, and the spiritual energy around it became throbbing.

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, a surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said, "This is..."

Guo Mingzhe waved his hand and signaled him not to speak, then spread his palms, where a trace of black air was twisting, as if he was struggling to break free from his restraints.

This is the trace of toxin he captured from Feng Xiaohan's body seven days ago.

Chen Feng's face changed and he thought to himself: "I thought Mo Zhu Du was just a powerful toxin that I had never seen before, but now it seems that it is far more than that."

Guo Mingzhe did not see his expression change, but instead pushed the black air to the crescent stone with his palm power, concentrating on observing what was going to happen next.

The toxins were seen as if the snow in the brazier was placed in the brazier when they encountered the crescent stone, which instantly melted and finally completely annihilated. But the crescent stone also lost its previous spirituality, and even some subtle cracks appeared on the surface, and the other four things were directly broken into powder.

Guo Mingzhe's face turned gloomy and said, "It seems that Mo Zhu is really not an idiot, and needs attention."

When Chen Feng heard his words, his face also changed. What kind of thing is it like to change his color?

"Uncle Master, what exactly is this Mo Zhu? Xiaohan's poison can be cured?"

"This Mo Zhu should be a product left behind during the war between gods and demons. The detoxification method has long been lost, but it is not completely rescued."

Guo Mingzhe answered or deliberately avoided his first question very briefly and said, "What I just put forward was a four-sided formation. Crescent stone belongs to Yin and is the essence of the moon. The lamp oil of the Changming Fairy Lantern belongs to Yang and is the product of Sun Flame. It is mutually generated and restrained. When the two merge, a weak innate qi will be produced, which can eliminate all yin and filth. Then, with the help of the power of the formation, the Mo Zhu will be destroyed."

Chen Feng's brows slightly spread and said, "You mean, use the treasure of the most yang and yin, and then extract the innate qi from it and pour it into Xiaohan's body?"

Guo Mingzhe nodded calmly, causing Chen Feng to take a breath.
Chapter completed!