At this moment, the gate of Dongling Pavilion seemed to be shrouded in a solemn atmosphere.

The eldest young master stood there like a statue, his eyes fixed on the direction where the three people were leaving.

Suddenly, his body shook violently, his throat churned, and a mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably.

The bright red color was particularly eye-catching on the bluestone slabs in front of Dongling Pavilion.

His brows were instantly twisted into a deep "川" shape, and did not relax for a long time.

The second young master had been paying close attention to his eldest brother's every move, and was shocked when he saw this scene.

He rushed forward anxiously, stretched out his hands and held the young master tightly.

His voice was trembling and concerned: "Brother, how are you?"

The eldest young master leaned weakly on the second young master, and his pale lips forced a smile.

He said softly, "I'm fine. I just got a little injured. Don't worry."

After saying that, his gaze passed over the crowd and fell on Junior Brother Li Chen who was being held by his disciples.

Junior Brother Li Chen's face was as pale as paper, and his body was trembling slightly. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.

The eldest young master's eyes were full of concern and worry, and he raised his voice with great effort.

He asked, "Junior brother, how are you injured? Are you in any severe pain?"

Junior Brother Li Chen was supported by his disciples. Although his breathing was a little disordered, his eyes were still firm.

He saw the glaring blood on the corner of the young master's mouth and said slowly, "Young master, don't worry about me, my injury looks scary.

In fact, it did not hit the vital parts and he will be able to recover after resting for a few days.

But you, the young master, must take care of yourself and do not ignore your own injuries because you are worried about us.

The eldest young master said, "This injury was caused by our carelessness. That old man was truly insidious and cunning."

Then when he turned his gaze to his second brother, his heart tightened.

I saw that the wound on my second brother's leg was horrible and blood was flowing out continuously, staining his trouser leg bright red.

The eldest young master made a prompt decision and announced loudly to everyone, "Today, Dongling Pavilion will be closed. All disciples, please follow me back to the sect."

We should not stay here for long. After returning to the sect, we will make a long-term plan and make sure to handle this incident properly.

Also be fully prepared to deal with the old man's subsequent revenge.

After saying that, he turned around first, even though he was also injured.

But his posture remained upright and firm, leading everyone on the road back to the sect.

…

At this time, in the dining hall of the Dongling Immortal Sect, the atmosphere was intertwined with warmth and tension.

A disciple half-knelt in front of the frying pan, carefully adding dry firewood into the stove.

The herbs cooking in the pot emitted wisps of green smoke that filled the entire dining hall.

Not far away in the courtyard, several disciples gathered around the second young master.

The second young master was sitting on a stone bench. His leg was covered in nasty wounds, and his trouser legs were soaked with blood.

An older disciple, holding a clean white cloth and medicine, was carefully bandaging his wound.

Every time he was touched, the Second Young Master's brows furrowed slightly, but he forced himself not to make a sound.

On the other side, Senior Brother Li Chen was helped by his disciples to lie down on a flat wooden board.

His face was pale and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. His disciples were waiting anxiously by his side.

"At this moment, the eldest young master was sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard. A faint spiritual light filled the air around him, and his body was trembling slightly."

Every breath he took was accompanied by a low groan of pain.

The internal injuries he suffered in the battle were eroding his meridians.

As the herbs simmer and swirl in the pan.

The rich medicinal fragrance gradually spread and filled the entire courtyard.

"Brother Chen Lun, lying on the wooden board, had a face as pale as paper."

There was some color in his face and he no longer looked so weak.

He moved his body slightly and said slowly: "Second Young Master, why do I feel that the pain in my body is not as severe after smelling the scent of this herb?"

When the Second Young Master heard what Senior Brother Chen Lun said, he also sniffed hard at the medicinal fragrance that permeated the air.

Miraculously, the burning pain in his legs seemed to have eased a lot.

He couldn't help but feel surprised and delighted, and exclaimed loudly: "I didn't expect that these ordinary herbs cooked in this pan would have the same effect as a panacea."

At this moment, the eldest young master, who had been healing his wounds silently, stood up.

He looked a little tired, but still determined.

He slowly approached the pan, stood closer, and took a deep breath.

The aroma of the medicine went straight into the heart and lungs through the nasal cavity, and the originally tense expression gradually relaxed.

Then the Second Young Master asked with concern, "Brother, are you feeling better now?"

The young master nodded slightly and responded, "Brother is much better now."

After a pause, he continued, "Luckily, my little sister got this frying pan."

My eldest brother has broken through to the late Jindan stage these days, and was able to barely compete with the old man today.

Otherwise there is really no way.

The second young master looked at his eldest brother and said with deep emotion: “Me too, if it weren’t for the food in this pan.

I have no strength to fight against those two people today, and I am afraid that I will be defeated even more miserably.

…

At this moment, I was sitting quietly in the courtyard not far from the side hall.

Pay close attention to the income and expenditure status of these Shi Shenyin.

The quiet atmosphere was broken by a burst of hurried footsteps, which came from far away and were a bit panic-stricken.

Then, someone was heard shouting, "Senior Sister Ling, Senior Sister Ling, something's wrong!"

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