Did you miss me?
Fang Ruotang controlled her strength and jumped directly from the sky into Rong Xing's arms. Rong Xing caught her and then changed his position, holding her horizontally in his arms.
"Yes!" Rong Xing answered firmly.
Fang Ruotang was amused and giggled, then playfully touched Rong Xing's overly aloof and otherworldly face.
I miss you too!
Then he rolled over and jumped to his feet.
Only then did they turn their attention to the monk sitting cross-legged on the ground.
When Rong Xing saw her looking over, he explained in a low voice, "He was seriously injured, so I got a pill from Xiao Jingzi and gave it to him. Otherwise, I'm afraid he might not have survived."
"Oh, it's okay. We'll make him pay when he's better."
Fang Ruotang took it for granted.
Even if this elder later joins her Tianyi Sect, he still has to show her respect.
Lu Jiangting stepped off the spirit boat and saw that the Grand Elder's face was pale and his body was filled with spiritual energy, clearly indicating that he was in bad shape.
Ignoring his own injuries, he immediately stepped forward to try and heal him.
The spiritual energy flowing into the Grand Elder's body was like pouring it into a leaky earthenware pot.
"Senior Brother Qin!"
Lu Jiangting could not hide his panic.
He and Qin Hongyan entered the sect at the same time, but they did not become disciples of the same master. In the sect's annual competition for disciples, Qin Hongyan was always the number one.
However, Qin Hongyan was not interested in fame or fortune and was only interested in pursuing the Dao. Therefore, he was unwilling to take on the heavy responsibility of the Tiangang Sect, and the position of sect leader fell to him.
Therefore, he respected this senior brother very much. Even though he didn't like to get involved in the sect's affairs, he would take the initiative to inquire about and inform him of important matters within the sect.
It's no exaggeration to say that Qin Hongyan is the backbone of the organization.
Therefore, upon seeing his overflowing spiritual energy, it was clear that he was on his last legs.
Lu Jiangting was truly panicked. He was terrified that his senior brother would just leave like that, leaving him all alone and having no one to talk to when something happened.
Fang Ruotang and Rong Xing stood to one side, behind them was a group of Tianyi Sect disciples, standing quite a distance apart.
After all, we've been watching from afar from beginning to end.
How could a showdown between high-level cultivators be something that noobs like them could possibly watch?
Fang Ruotang looked at Lu Jiangting, who hadn't cried when he was about to self-destruct, but now had red eyes, and asked in confusion, "Are you going to cry?"
Lu Jiangting didn't say anything, but disregarded his own health and increased the amount of spiritual energy he poured into Qin Hongyan. Soon, blood began to spill from the corner of his mouth.
Fang Ruotang rolled her eyes, stepped forward and pushed Lu Jiangting away. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and rushed over to infuse Qin Hongyan with spiritual energy.
"No way! What are you doing?! Are you out of your mind? What are you doing, messing around like that?"
Fang Ruotang's tone was not very pleasant.
Lu Jiangting's voice was hoarse, his eyes were red, and he glared at Fang Ruotang with a murderous look, "Get out of my way!"
Fang Ruotang met Lu Jiangting's hostile and angry gaze, realized what was happening, and asked somewhat speechlessly, "What are you doing? Let him heal properly! We've already given him medicine, and he's out of danger now. Don't make things worse."
Lu Jiangting's turbulent emotions subsided immediately. Incredulous, he asked with a face full of surprise, "Really? My senior brother is alright?"
"It's alright! Oh, you saw his overflowing spiritual energy, but you're looking at the bigger picture! His body can store spiritual energy, and as long as his body can store spiritual energy, it can slowly repair itself, so he'll be fine."
Lu Jiangting gradually calmed down and realized that Qin Hongyan's condition was indeed as Fang Ruotang had thought. He immediately relaxed, and then his body swayed and he fell to the ground.
Fang Ruotang pouted, a little annoyed, and asked, "Aren't you going to say something?"
Lu Jiangting had just tried to kill her.
While I can understand, she doesn't have to be so kind in her understanding, does she?
Lu Jiangting also realized what had happened and said with a look of shame, "I'm sorry, I acted impulsively just now. I apologize to you. I'll accept whatever you want."
Fang Ruotang didn't really want to hold a grudge. After hearing his apology, she let the matter drop, but reminded him, "This is the first and the last time. I don't want anyone in my sect to have bad thoughts about me."
Lu Jiangting knew he was wrong and repeatedly assured him.
Fang Ruotang watched him lying there like a lump of mud, clearly unable to support himself, but his eyes kept glancing at Qin Hongyan.
She couldn't resist giving Lu Jiangting a pill as well, and then instructed the able disciples of the Tiangang Sect to carry their sect leader and grand elder onto the spirit boat.
The spirit boat was fast; even after changing direction, it didn't take long to reach Ye Wuxia.
A group of people sat on the ground, each with their legs crossed, practicing meditation.
It's a bit like a scene from a large-scale cult lecture.
"Flawless".
Fang Ruotang jumped off the spirit boat.
They quickly arrived in front of Ye Wuxia.
He looked him up and down and, seeing that he seemed alright, breathed a sigh of relief.
Are you alright?
"I'm fine! I saw that they were all healing, and it wouldn't do for me to just wait around, so I started cultivating too."
Fang Ruotang: ...
True King of Curls!
"It's good that you're alright! Get on the spirit boat, we're going to the next place."
When Fang Ruotang and Ye Wuxia were talking.
The Seventh Elder of the Tiangang Sect also woke up from her healing. Her face was pale, she clutched her chest with one hand, and she struggled to stand up from the ground, even coughing a few times with difficulty.
"Thank you very much, Sect Master Fang, for saving my life."
"It's nothing, we'll all be from the same clan from now on anyway."
The Seventh Elder had a serene appearance. He smiled gently and didn't ask any further questions, but a fleeting look of confusion clearly crossed his eyes.
When she saw a group of Tiangang Sect disciples who were still able to walk quickly approaching her from the spirit boat, her expression clearly became excited.
Fang Ruotang glanced at the chaotic spiritual energy around her and kindly reminded her, "Take it easy, your health is the most important thing."
"Thank you!" The Seventh Elder pursed his lips.
Looking at the Tiangang Sect disciples coming towards her, at the very front was a little girl, crying with snot and tears streaming down her face.
"Master!"
Why are you crying? Are you hurt?
"Yi'er is fine, but seeing Master so badly injured makes Yi'er very worried."
"Master is alright, don't cry."
Fang Ruotang glanced at them silently from the side and realized that they were master and disciple.
No wonder they're so close.
In the Great Yong Dynasty, the importance of Heaven, Earth, Ruler, Parents, and Teacher was emphasized, but in the Cloud Deep Continent, the Master was actually more important than the Parents.
After all, not all exceptionally talented cultivators have parents who are also cultivators, so their family ties are usually quite weak.
But Master is different. He not only imparts knowledge and skills, but also shares a bond that has lasted for hundreds or thousands of years. How could he not be important?
"Get on the spirit boat! I've calculated that one of your Heavenly Gang Sect's elders is still alive. If we hurry, we can still save him; otherwise..."
Before Fang Ruotang could finish speaking, the Seventh Elder, as if experiencing a final burst of energy before death, channeled spiritual power into his feet and floated onto the spirit boat like a ghost.
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