Chapter 690

The atmosphere inside gradually condenses, two eyes are nervous and looking forward to Tong Lao, hope he makes a sound.

After a long time, Tong Lao's eyes had a look. He vomited a foul breath, stretched out his hand, and wiped off a layer of black sticky substance from the corner of his mouth. Then he looked at his little disciple.

"Little apprentice, I'm alive again. It's not easy! "

Ren Lao said excitedly: "elder martial brother Tong, you are really alive. That's great!"

Tong Laodian nods, he looked at his body, some disgusted way: "I go to change clothes, little apprentice, you wait for me outside."

Ming Wu Yan recovered from the surprise and went out immediately.

Anyway, it's good that Shifu is alive.

She stood outside the door, waiting with some anxiety. She was worried that the master might still have something wrong with his body, because he had shed a lot of blood. Moreover, he was so miserable and frightening before.

After a while, Tong old appeared with a clear mind. He reached out and touched his little apprentice, and said with a smile, "I'm afraid you are scared!"

Ming Wu Yan nodded, "master, are you really OK? In front of you, it's so loud... "

Old Tong coughed lightly, and said without much care: "the trapped array has been solved. The pain in my soul is very heavy, but I wish I could live! It's embarrassing you girl. Let's go up to the gate of Brahma. "

Ming Wu Yan takes a look at Ren Lao who follows the master. Does master know the current situation of Brahman?

Renlao nodded to her, "I have just told your master about Brahman."

Ming Wuyan followed his master and asked in a low voice, "master, why did the leader of the Brahman gate change?"

Old Tong stroked his beard and said thoughtfully, "it seems that elder martial brother Fantian doesn't believe in my eyesight. He didn't do what I said."

Now he is more worried about other people. Don't become epidemic. In this way, the whole Brahman will suffer a lot.

Because TongLao appeared, the whole Brahman was boiling. Fanhe and Fanyi rushed over immediately, followed the master silently and went to the Brahman gate together.

Old Tong took a look at the smoky Brahman, sighed, and scattered many elixirs. These elixirs fell to the ground and turned into bursts of spiritual fog, which slowly purified the air of Brahman

Ming Wuyan looked at it silently and thought, there are still many things to learn from master!

When he came to the place where the leader of the Vatican gate had left his body, Mr. Tong stopped, bent slightly, sighed heavily, and then ordered Mr. Ren to sprinkle a bottle of pills into the coffin.

In an instant, the body of the leader of Vatican sect turned into a pool of liquid. Soon, the liquid formed a black spiritual core.

"Younger martial brother Ren, is the core of the spirit of elder martial brother Fantian buried! This way, you can arrange it. I'll take my little apprentice to look elsewhere. "

"Good." Renlao nodded and arranged for other people in fantianmen to do things.

Tianfan prince in the crowd, quietly watching the little girl with her master left the Fantian gate.

At the moment, he was glad that she saved her master, otherwise, it would be a disaster from Brahman.

In the dark looking at this scene and snow easy cold, he saw Tong old with chaos baby left, heart also relieved.

However, when he saw several people in the crowd, his eyes were cold for a moment.

Nie Lando, he is not afraid of death!

Soon, there was another person in the dark. He came close and whispered in his ear.

Snow easy cold looked at a distance, nodded, immediately left the Brahman.

On the other hand, mingwuyan and her master went to the fanyin gate. When she saw that the disciples of the fanyin gate were waiting, she looked at her master and didn't know what she could do.

No one of the disciples of the fanyin sect moved the body of the leader of the fanyin sect without permission, so the coffin was covered just as he had just returned to the fanyin sect.

Tong took a look at the master of Sanskrit music in the coffin, took out his hand and gave him a pulse. Then he said to his little apprentice, "give the master of Sanskrit music a pulse..."

Ming Wuyan looks at his master suspiciously. Then he steps up from Wan's eyes and shakes his palm. An aura falls on the pulse of the fanyin gate

When it comes to pulse detection, unless it's important, she doesn't do it by herself. At most, it's soul and soul diagnosis. Moreover, it's easier to use.

A moment later, she looked at her master strangely, "the situation of master Sanskrit is different from that of master Sanskrit. Although he is also trapped, his body has spiritual power fluctuation. Why?"

Fan Yi said before that these leaders should not have spiritual power fluctuation if they died.

Tong nodded approvingly, "this old guy is smart. He uses the spirit power addition when he sleeps his soul. He depends on me. If you are not smart, he will really kill me."

According to his plan, it's not so difficult and troublesome for his little apprentice to save himself. It's all caused by brother fanyin.Ming Wuyan didn't understand, but he didn't ask much because he knew the occasion was wrong, waiting for the master's command.

Instead of rushing to save the leader of Sanskrit music, Mr. Tong pointed to the body of the leader of Sanskrit music and taught his little apprentice on the spot. He told her how the situation was formed, how they used the trapped soul array and how to solve it. This theory wasted half an hour.

All the people in the fanyin sect who were watching around were puzzled. They thought to themselves, why didn't Mr. Tong and Ms. Xueyan save people first.

However, headmaster Tong was here, and they didn't dare to say anything.

For a long time, Tong old just said to his little disciple: "girl, you use the method of saving me to save him again."

He wanted to make the old man owe his apprentice his life, so that he could teach her apprentice carefully in the future and not embarrass his most precious little apprentice.

Ming Wu Yan took the only pill to his master and whispered: "this is the only pill. I'm not sure I can save you. Once it's refined, I'm anxious to come back."

Old Tong took a look at the pill with pure color and extreme light. His face was a little heavy and said, "I'm sorry for you. In order to refine the pill, I've lost my heart and soul. I'll take care of it for you in the future."

Then he took the pill and fed it to master fanyin.

Mingwu Yan looks at her master strangely. The master says that she lost her heart and soul because of alchemy? She didn't!

She quietly checked her body and soul, all very good!

Hard to get hurt, I don't know?

Just as she was examining herself, the leader of the fanyin sect sat up from the coffin and began to look like a corpse.

After a while, the leader of the Vatican sect began to speak, and his beard on his chin turned up. It looked a bit funny, a bit like a long tongue, and a bit like the funny zombies seen in previous movies. Ming Wuyan wanted to laugh, but did not dare to laugh, so he kept his head down.

"It's good to believe you old man." The leader of the fanyin sect took a look at the light TongLao and couldn't help stroking his beard.

Old Tong glared at him. "You old guy almost killed me. Besides, if it wasn't for my little apprentice, you would have been buried long ago..."

Tong old immediately in this old guy woke up to boast his apprentice, a face of pride.

The master of fanyin looked at the little girl who had been standing next to Mr. Tong and nodded, "well, it's a clean girl with good eyes."

Mingwuyan looks up at the leader of fanyin and smiles politely. After all, this is the first time she has met the leader of fanyin.

The master of fanyin took another look at mingwuyan and looked at Tong with a smile. "It's still a pretty little girl. It's good to go to fanyin."

The words of the leader of the Sanskrit music school made Tong old glare at him fiercely, "don't make a wrong idea. This is my apprentice. I want to go the right way."

The leader of Sanskrit music smiles and promises for the first time, "OK, from today on, she is also my disciple of Sanskrit music. Let's go and see how other people are. Come along, little girl

So, in everyone's shocked eyes, they watched the leader of Sanskrit sound and old Tong lead their Xueyan younger martial sister away again.

Nie Yunqian stands in the crowd, looking at Xueyan's back jealously.

Why is that annoying girl so lucky to be the disciple of the leader? You know, there are few disciples of the leader in the whole Sanskrit music sect. Moreover, even if the leader's disciples are not on the list, they also enjoy the same treatment as the members on the list.

She is really angry, a disaster of Brahman actually made this snow Yan who didn't know where to jump out.

Yuetianling is very happy, because she knows that Xueyan's real name is right, and she has real ability for Royal medicine. She saved her own injury before, so she is very happy for her now.

Mingwuyan, who was behind the two leaders, was worried that she could not save the other elders because she had no elixir. However, to her surprise, when they arrived at the dead elders of the fanjimen, they had already woken up and scared the others, and mingwuyan was stunned.

"Master, why are they..."

The leader of Sanskrit music explained with a smile: "I used the secret Sanskrit music technique privately and used the traction curse on some of them. When I wake up, they will be OK. It's just that your master needs to suffer a little more... "

TongLao heard this cold hum, but he didn't really blame him.

Mingwuyan sighed a long time. Sure enough, the people of Sanskrit are not ordinary people. These leaders are even more powerful. This is OK, although she doesn't know what the so-called Sanskrit secret skill is.

"Ah, it's a pity that elder martial brother Fantian..." Old Tung sighed.

But the leader of Sanskrit voice said calmly: "when I want to use the traction curse on him, he has already used the Brahma array himself, rejecting my Sanskrit voice secret curse, which is also fate!"

Seeing that the elders and the headmaster were chatting, Mingwu Yan didn't want to disturb them, so she gathered her breath and listened. It was only when the head of Sanskrit fell on her again that Mingwu Yan became the focus of attention."Younger martial brother Tong, how about letting this girl marry bingye or Tianfan?"