Chapter 542

(I didn't sleep all night and spent the second half of the night coding out this chapter. Although it was very slow, I felt that this chapter wrote what I wanted to express. After last night's single chapter, I didn't dare to read the review area. After writing this chapter, I opened the web page. I was afraid that I was still decadent after seeing your support. Fortunately, I wrote it. I was afraid that the book review area was still cold, so I didn't dare to read this chapter until I uploaded it. The monthly ticket has risen so much, and you are all leaving messages to support me. My heart has become so warm at this moment. I will insist, continue, make the hegemony perfect, and make the future perfect. I love you!)

Looking at the fat man in front of him, Fang Xie couldn't imagine how he came back all the way and what he had experienced before. When Qin Lin and Guo Le separated, the fat man still had a bright smile on his face. He was about to see the joy of the second senior brother he most admired and respected. At that time, Xiang qingniu was not worried about climbing the snow mountain. He was like a child who succeeded in getting a beloved gift.

But now, the fat man who never seems to have trouble lies quietly in front of Fang Xie, as if he has lost 90% of his vitality. His black Taoist robe could not cover his body, and his exposed skin was full of scars. Only the jade belt, which symbolizes the status of Taoist respect in the Central Plains, is still clean and intact.

Even in his sleep, Xiang qingniu's eyebrows were still frowned tightly, and the corners of his mouth were twitching constantly. He didn't know whether it was because the injury on his body made him unbearable, or whether he was experiencing the previous pain again in his sleep.

Fang Xie looked at him and felt a sudden cramp in his heart.

In the Wulin of the Central Plains, there is never a shortage of people who dare to challenge oppression or swear at their mother. It is difficult to find a man who can straighten his back among the people who have been enslaved on the western prairie for thousands of years, but in the Central Plains, such a bloody man has not disappeared.

Some people may say that no matter how powerful the Buddha sect is and how serious its slavery to the world is, it has not been implicated in the Central Plains?

The enslaved grassland people don't resist. What do the people of the Central Plains resist?

People with such ideas may never understand Yang Qi, Su Tu Gou, Xiang qingniu and the Jianghu people of the Central Plains who traveled westward and died calmly more than ten years ago.

Seeing Xiang qingniu coming back alone, Fang Xie can already guess the outcome of the battle on the snow mountain, but he can't imagine how tragic it will be. Only Xiang qingniu came back, Yang Qi didn't, and the Chen brothers didn't. Maybe... Just like Su Tu dog who giggled westward beside Yang Qi a few years ago, they will never return to their eternal hometown... Central Plains.

Fang Xie tried to find some elixir on Xiang qingniu. He knew that daozong's little golden elixir had the magical effect of bringing the dead back to life. But I searched through the broken Taoist robe and found nothing. This fat man who regards money as his life has nothing now.

Zhuo Buyi, Shen qingfan and others looked at Xiang qingniu solemnly. Everyone's eyes were the most sincere admiration and deep concern.

There are a group of warriors who dare to challenge the so-called gods in the world. There is no doubt that Xiang qingniu is one of them. If Fang Xie didn't have too many fetters, maybe he was also the one who stood beside Xiang qingniu and climbed the snow mountain, and then buried his body under the ice and snow.

"Who can tell me how to save him!"

Fang Xie's voice was a little hoarse and trembling.

No one answered. Zhuo Buyi shook his head slightly, his face was sad, and he leaned back. He didn't even want to look at Fang Xie's bloodshot eyes.

They all know that Xiang qingniu's injury is too serious.

injured all over the body.

As a Taoist priest, the leader of the Taoist sect who has a clear understanding of the Tao heart, and a Jianghu rookie who is highly expected by the stars, he can come back after being hurt like this. In fact, he has been worthy of the praise given to him by everyone. Zhuo Buyi reluctantly stretched out his hand to feel his pulse again, and sighed heavily a few minutes later.

"All the Qi channels were destroyed, a corner of the elixir field burst, and more than half of the 108 air holes were shattered... If he had been seriously injured, he would have died long ago. It is a miracle that he can walk nearly ten thousand miles back with perseverance."

"I don't want to listen to miracles or not. I just want you to tell me if he is still saved and if he can be saved! I want to know if he will die!"

Zhuo Buyi opened her mouth and didn't give the answer she already knew.

"If he can walk back, he won't die!"

After a while, Fang Xie suddenly bit his teeth and said something. He looked back at the people and asked, "there are many natural materials and earth treasures that can bring back the dead. You say, tell me what you have, and I'll find it!"

"It's useless..."

Shen qingfan came over, held Fang Xie's hand, looked at Fang Xie and whispered: "those legendary things can be met but can't be asked. It's not three or five days for you to find them. I'm afraid he can't survive today. He came back with perseverance. At the moment he saw our people, he was relieved and wanted to continue his life..."

Later words, Shen qingfan couldn't bear to continue to say.

"Can't save?"

Fang Xie murmured and his shoulders trembled violently.

"Wait!"

Mu Xiaoyao, standing beside Fang Xie, suddenly remembered something. She looked at Fang Xie with hope in her eyes: "Fang Xie, do you remember that when you were in fan Gu, you checked the Qi pulse in your body. Only one Qi pulse didn't know what ability it was. Then you left in a hurry. When I cleaned the room, I found that... Old wood for many years suddenly gave birth to a bud. Later, we told you!"

Shen qingfan's eyes lit up when she heard this!

"Yes!"

She nodded vigorously: "since the ability of that Qi pulse can make dead trees sprout again in spring, it may not be able to help people recover their vitality. Even if not, you can try. After all, this is the only way that can be used at present!"

Fang Xie was stunned, and then immediately came forward and put his right hand on Xiang qingniu's heart. He closed his eyes and looked for the Qi pulse in his body that he didn't know its ability and effect. After finding it, he tried his best to squeeze the unknown ability in the Qi pulse out.

On his right hand, there was gradually a light green light looming, very soft, just like the tender buds of his body. At the moment when the light green light appeared, there seemed to be abundant vitality in the room, and everyone had a sense of comfort like a spring breeze, so gentle and comfortable.

Everyone held their breath and dared not disturb Fang Xie.

Their eyes were full of expectation and they clenched their fists involuntarily.

……

……

When Shen qingfan saw that Fang Xie was tottering, he immediately came forward to hold him, Mu Xiaoyao took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat on Fang Xie's face. At this time, Fang Xie's face was as white as if he was terminally ill without a trace of blood. His body kept shaking, like losing strength, and he couldn't even stand.

"Don't go on."

Mu xiaodai begged with a cry, clutching Fang Xie's hand and trying to stop him.

Fang Xie smiled gently at her and shook his head.

He slowly took his hand out of Mu Xiaoyao's hand and stuck it on Xiang qingniu's heart again.

For half an hour, he almost drained the power in that Qi vein, but Xiang qingniu still didn't improve and still fell asleep.

"If you don't wake him up again, you'll fall down first."

Shen qingfan advised, "take a rest. We won't stop you from saving him. Just take a rest, will you?"

Fang Xie shook his head again and said softly, "you're right. This may be the only way to save him. If I let him go to hell because of my giving up, I won't be able to sleep well for the rest of my life. I'm fine, fine... Don't worry, let me try again, maybe he will open his eyes at the next moment..."

Wan yanyunshu didn't know what Fang Xie was doing. She didn't know much about practice. But she could see that Fang Xie seemed to be trying to bring back the man who was about to lose his life with his own life. Looking at Fang Xie's pale face, his slightly trembling lips, and the beady sweat on his face, Wan yanyunshu couldn't control it anymore She squatted on the ground and cried. But she was afraid to disturb Fang Xie, so she covered her mouth to prevent her from making a sound, and her tears fell down her cheeks like a stream.

Zhuo Buyi turned to look at the outer door and bit her lips until blood appeared.

The room became very quiet. There seemed to be no sound except Fang Xie's heavy breathing. In this way, Fang Xie's face was as bad as a dead man. His hand on the chest of Xiang qingniu trembled, and the green tendons on the back of his hand were very clear.

"Please"

Mu Xiaoyao hugged Fang Xie's waist from behind: "please don't continue. If you do this again, you will die!"

Fang Xie swallowed the blood flowing into his throat and thought he was hiding well, but he didn't find that the blood had actually painted his black and purple lips unusually bright, which was particularly eye-catching compared with his pale face.

At this moment, he refused to give up his persistence like a demon.

"Hold on a little longer, just a little longer..."

He tried to make himself smile, but he didn't know how ugly his smile was.

He clenched his teeth and squeezed the last bit of power out of his Qi pulse. After all, he couldn't hold on any longer. He fell down. If Mu Xiaoyao hadn't held him behind, he would have fallen heavily to the ground. At the moment he fell down, a voice kept circling in his mind.

"Can't you save him? I can't save him?"

"I still didn't save him..."

……

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The world is dark, black so thoroughly.

There is no silk light.

Maybe this is the last struggle before the night leaves, so the black looks so strong and rampant. But even if the black is tenacious, it will leave the earth. When a glimmer of light appears, the light will cover the whole world.

That glimmer of light was like the sound of a majestic bugle, like the sweet and greasy whisper of a lover in his ear, like the cheers of people welcoming the arrival of the sunrise, and finally pulled the sleeping solution out of the darkness. That glimmer of light opened his eyes slightly.

With a groan in his throat, Fang Xie opened his eyes and saw the concerned faces in front of him.

"Wake up!"

Seeing him open his eyes, they couldn't help shouting a burst of surprise.

I have a headache and a sore throat. In addition, Fang Xie can't find any other feelings.

"Where's Xiang qingniu?"

He asked.

His voice seemed not to be his, rough and hoarse, like the wind blowing through the stones next door.

"He..."

Shen qingfan opened his mouth and stopped, which almost completely dispersed Fang Xie's hope

"Idiot..."

A voice came from behind them, very weak but stubborn: "is martial uncle so easy to die... I knew you wouldn't watch me die. Even if you worked hard, you had to pull me back from the king of hell, so I came back... Xiaofang, Taoist priest knew you wouldn't cross friends!"

His words were confused. He called himself martial uncle, Taoist master and Lao Tzu.

But he was happy, proud and proud.

Happy and proud, Fang Xie is his friend.

Fang Xie tried his best to sit up. Through the gap between the people, he saw the fat man with haggard face lying on the recliner behind him. He saw him smiling at himself. Although the smile was still sad, the smile was still so sincere. So Fang Xie smiled and scolded with trembling lips.

"Fucking fat man..."

Xiang qingniu pouted: "daozun... Can't die."