Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 1015 Divine fire internal injury, life is not long!
No matter what other people think, what Duanchou said just now is just because Song Jinyu suddenly asked him, so he has this answer.

These words were not only for Song Jinyu, but also for everyone present at Xuantianzong.

Because this itself is also the intention in his heart, and there is no falsehood.

In this life, ever since Duanchou inexplicably became the master of the Xuantian Sect, the trajectory of her destiny has gone in an unknown direction.

From the initial persecution by the system, the unfamiliarity and superficial understanding of the world, to the gradual integration later, Lin Xiaoyuan, Wu Yue, and Situ Ling appeared and accompanied each other, fighting each other again and again.

Make him realize this is not a game.

In one life, there are not so many deaths to come back. In the last life, he lived a mediocre life, not knowing who to live for and where to go.

In this life, he traveled to this world inexplicably, and saw too many strange things, misfortunes and blessings, and he also had his own responsibilities and goals to protect, so he wanted to change!

Let this declining sect reappear and even surpass the ancient name.

Looking at the disturbed and silent old man in front of him, Duanchou showed a stern look, and said lightly: "The person who followed us in the fairy market that day should be you."

Hearing this, Gong Qingchen was slightly taken aback, then remembered after a little thought, nodded, and said with a wry smile:

"That's right. That day when the suzerain was fighting with the National People's Congress in Baihua Palace, the old slave went out to check on the situation. At that time, because he didn't know the identity of the suzerain, he followed carefully all the way and inquired. He never thought that he would expose his whereabouts in the fairy market. Xuan was caught."

In less than a few sentences, Gong Qingchen's face showed an abnormal redness, and he coughed violently again.

Duanchou heard the words calmly, but he was a little surprised in his heart. An ordinary real person can escape from drunken Taoist and Daoxuan. This alone should not be underestimated.

Seeing his face flushed and coughing up blood, Duanyou frowned slightly, stretched out one hand, and clasped it directly on the opponent's wrist, a wave of spiritual energy induced vomiting, and poured directly into the opponent's body, let's examine it.

The latter's complexion changed slightly, and there was a hint of shock in his eyes. The movement of Duanchou seemed ordinary and very slow. However, at that moment, he subconsciously wanted to hide, but somehow he was still held by one hand. Gang, even before it floated out, was directly shaken away.

At this moment, his wrist was clasped, and a mighty power like a demon could not be released. It seemed that it was just two fingers touching the pulse, which was normal, but in Gong Qingchen's eyes, it was like two divine mountains were pressing down, and he couldn't move at all. For a moment, he could only watch Duanchou's spiritual power pouring into his body.

In other words, if Duanchou wanted to kill him now, he would have no resistance at all, it would be as easy as crushing an ant to death.

At this thought, Gong Qingchen's face turned pale, a little bit unwilling, a little scared, and a little bit depressed, and in the end he honestly discarded distracting thoughts and let Duanchou be used as an observation.

"Huh? In addition to your own wood attribute and Taoism, there is actually an extremely overbearing divine fire spiritual power in your body. These two forces are constantly fighting. The wood helps the fire burn, and the internal organs and meridians are all burned. You can't suppress it at all. !"

Duanchou opened his mouth in surprise, spiritual power poured in, and along with it, his extremely powerful divine sense.

In an instant, he took a general look at the injuries in his body, which can be described as penetrating, but the deeper he found, the more dignified his face, and said in a deep voice:
"Judging from the extent of your energy depletion, you have been injured for a long time, and you have been using some kind of secret technique to maintain decline by depleting your lifespan. Now, you can't last more than three years. months, it will be wiped out."

"what!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked. They did not expect that Gong Qingchen's injury was so serious.

Song Jinyu's complexion turned pale, her delicate body trembled, and her footing was a little unstable. She couldn't care about anything else at this moment, and said anxiously with Duanchou: "Master, did you misread, Uncle Gong, Uncle Gong, he is just an old wound. It’s not healed, it’s an old disease, how could it be life-threatening!”

"Master, Uncle Gong is Junior Sister Song's only relative in this world. If you cultivate Tongxuan, since you can see Uncle Gong's injury, you must be able to cure him, right?"

Lin Xiaoyuan is a warm-hearted person, seeing Song Jinyu panicked and in disarray, she couldn't bear it, she hurriedly said, but she firmly believed that Master is omnipotent and there must be a way to cure her.

However, at this moment, Duanchou shook his head and said nothing, his eyebrows frowned slightly.

With such an appearance, in the eyes of everyone, everyone's face was slightly condensed, and their hearts sank.

Gong Qingchen, however, knew his injury was hopeless. Seeing Song Jinyu's pale face, he couldn't help feeling pity in his eyes, and said with a wry smile, "Is there still three months left? It's enough. I planned to hide it for a while, but I didn't expect It will be discovered by the suzerain today, no matter what, the old slave finally doesn’t have to hide and hide like this.”

"Uncle Gong, you." Song Jinyu's eyes were flushed, and she was a little sad and at a loss. This sudden change was completely beyond her expectations. She never thought that Uncle Gong, who had been by her side all this time, would be so seriously injured and die soon. .

"The young master doesn't need to be sad. Those who should go have already gone. The old slave knows that time is running out. It is not a pity to die for a cheap life. In this life, it is not in vain to see the young master safe and sound, and to worship the strong as his teacher." A scene in the world is worthy of Hou Ye's entrustment before his death."

After saying these words, Gong Qingchen's face was very calm, as if he had already looked down on life and death, and had no worries.

Everyone was silent, even Dian Meng, who had disliked this palace uncle and old servant and was rather critical, was silent at the moment, and looked at each other with Chu Biao and others beside him, shaking their heads and sighing with some sympathy.

Duanchou sighed secretly, the movement of Taoism in the body suddenly changed, the thick and sharp spiritual power that originally operated according to the Tianlin Sword Code, suddenly turned into a barren and silent meaning, like swallowing gods and demons, the mighty power is infinite , suddenly roared and swept through its body.

Wherever it passes, it devours everything, lays down one after another Canggu prohibition in the flesh and blood, drives back and quells the tyrannical divine fire power, and finally suppresses it in the Purple Mansion.

But Duanchou didn't care about the loss, and used the supernatural power of sealing heaven and earth to force a seal in his body, temporarily quelling the tyrannical divine fire trapped in Zifu.

Immediately, the method of breaking sorrow changed again, and a wave of moonlight and star energy was generated to help nourish his lungs. After that, he used Yimu essence to repair the burning wounds on his flesh and bones, and then let go of Gong Qingchen's wrist.

The latter's expression changed drastically, revealing a great shock and surprise. The fire in his body was suppressed, and the injury changed. Every detail was noticed by him, but he was shocked, relieved sorrow, and cultivated the power of numerology at the same time. , was also pleasantly surprised that the raging divine fire in his body was suppressed and quelled.

　PS: I was going to write back to the sect today, but I accidentally talked too much nonsense. Tomorrow, Duanchou will bring the disciples and elders home tomorrow! !
　　
　
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