Chapter 63 The scorching Tianyan Sect became a huge rock pressing down on him. ...
Mu Fuyun's mind was in a mess. Although he heard the words of the senior brother outside, he couldn't react to what they meant.
She had no choice but to turn her gaze to Xie Hanyi beside her, a bewildered expression on her hazy face.
"Master, what is he saying?"
Xie Hanyi looked down at her, silently increasing the spiritual power infused in his palms, trying to calm Mu Fuyun down for the time being.
However, once she was relieved, she started to look lazy and limp all over. She couldn't sit still at all. Just like when they first met, she was sinking into the water and her body kept sliding down.
But this time, she slipped out of his arms.
Over the years, Xie Hanyi had hardly ever been so close to anyone. Although he was not used to her confusion and unconscious approach, he was more understanding because he knew that she was in so much pain that she was unconscious.
But for some reason, facing Mu Fuyun who was so close to him, he had a strange feeling in his heart.
His heartbeat quickened, and although the spiritual power he was outputting was still cold, his palms felt warm.
"He said that the Demon Lord sent something over and asked you to go get it yourself."
He repeated the words of the disciple outside in her ear, lowered his head to look into her eyes again, still confused, so he could only sigh and answer for her.
"I see. You go down first. She'll be there soon."
The disciple outside didn't wait for Mu Fuyun's answer at first. He thought he had come to the wrong place. He was planning to apologize and leave, and then ask others if they had seen Mu Fuyun. However, he heard Xie Hanyi's answer unexpectedly.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he even thought he could hear Junior Sister Mu's low moan.
Could it be that Junior Sister Mu was injured and Uncle Xie was treating her?
When she came back just now, she looked fine and not injured.
While he was puzzled, he did not ask any more questions. Anyway, he had already received the answer. He responded to the room and said goodbye.
In the room, Xie Hanyi's palms felt hot, and he wanted to push Mu Fuyun, who was leaning on his arms, aside. But when he saw her pitiful eyes, which were different from usual, he felt reluctant.
Helplessly, he had to try his best to control himself, while continuing to input spiritual power into her, and trying to explore the meridians in her body.
This exploration revealed the unexpected complexity in the Dantian.
A cultivator who has already established his foundation should have a clear mind, unobstructed meridians, and a lot of rich spiritual energy accumulated in his dantian.
But the chaos in her dantian blocked the flow of her energy, like a shield, blocking her spiritual veins and covering her spiritual roots, making it impossible to tell what was going on inside.
If you don't explore her in depth, you will only regard her as an incompetent person with poor qualifications and fragility.
Could it be that this was the reason why the head master concluded that she must not have the talent and opportunity to cultivate immortality?
"Disciple," because she kept slipping, Xie Hanyi had no choice but to hug her tightly, passing his arms through her back and under her armpits, holding her in his arms. He lowered his head and called her, "Fuyun?"
He wanted to tell her that he was going to increase the spiritual power in his hands, which might make her feel uncomfortable.
"Master..." Mu Fuyun's intermittent consciousness returned to normal for a moment, and he was stunned for a moment before he responded subconsciously.
Xie Hanyi thought that she couldn't understand anyway, so he just said "be patient", then pushed her away a little, asked her to sit up a little, and suddenly increased the spiritual power into her.
His spiritual power was too cold, and it immediately made her whole body stiff. She couldn't recover for a long time, and her teeth were chattering from the cold.
It is not inferior to the cold pond in Shanmingju, but it is a little more painful.
After enduring and enduring, and being stiff again and again, Mu Fuyun finally woke up gradually as if the clouds had cleared and the sun was shining. His chaotic eyes became clear, and his face, which seemed to be stained with haze, also regained its even white and rosy color.
The qi and blood in her body calmed down. She took a deep breath, exhaled completely, and then opened her eyes.
"Master, I'm fine now."
Because the spiritual power behind her was still there, she didn't dare to move around. She just spoke first and waited for Xie Hanyi to withdraw his hand.
Xie Hanyi paused before stopping the spiritual power in his hand, but without waiting for her to turn her head, he turned sideways and changed into a posture of meditation with his eyes closed.
"Go ahead, they must be waiting for you out front."
Mu Fuyun thought about it, recalling what he had just heard vaguely, and only then did he realize what was going on.
I guess it was Cang Yan who ordered someone to deliver the magical herbs from the Demon Realm.
Considering how much he cares about Mu Fuyue, he would never allow her to stay in Tianyan with the secret techniques of the Hehuan Sect.
"Thank you, Master." She stood up from the couch, smoothed her messy hair, and bowed to Xie Hanyi to express her gratitude.
For some reason, she looked at Xie Hanyi's profile. At first glance, she felt that something was wrong with him. She couldn't help but frown and wanted to ask, but when she looked again, she felt that everything was normal, as if it was just her illusion.
"I will take my leave now and go to the front."
She hesitated for a moment and then decided to leave.
That was Xie Hanyi, who was known as the best swordsman in the world. Even in her heart, he was an omnipotent person.
Xie Hanyi nodded without saying anything or looking at her.
Mu Fuyun then turned around and walked out of the house, and came to the front yard of the communication center. Sure enough, he saw a demon in a black robe standing in front of the door.
Beside him stood two disciples of Tian Yan, one in front and one behind, staring at him fiercely, as if afraid that he would do something rash.
One of them is Yu Cen.
As soon as Yu Cen saw Mu Fuyun, he quickly walked up to her and stood between her and the demon cultivator.
"Junior Sister Mu, let's be careful. We can't let those people from the Demon Realm do anything bad again!"
The demon cultivator had a gloomy face, and the beard on his chin trembled. He glanced at Yu Cen coldly and a little impatiently, then looked past him and looked at Mu Fuyu behind him.
"The Demon Lord has given instructions. You must know what is being delivered."
The two Tianyan monks looked over at the same time.
Mu Fuyun nodded, patted Yu Cen's shoulder, and told him not to be too nervous. He walked around to his side and nodded, "I know. Please thank the Demon Lord for his generosity."
The demon cultivator expressionlessly took out the lacquer box he had brought with him and handed it to Mu Fuyun in front of the other two. He nodded in agreement and sneered, "Although we may not be known as 'righteous,' we are not necessarily inferior to the insidiousness and cunning of you 'righteous sects.' We will not use such low-brow tricks."
Having said that, he shook his sleeves, held his head high, and flew away.
"Junior Sister Mu," another senior brother was the one who had just called Mu Fuyun. Remembering the noise he heard in the room at that time, he couldn't help but ask, "Did you get injured in the Demon Realm? Are you okay now?"
Mu Fuyun was a little surprised: "Why do you say that, brother?"
The senior brother smiled shyly and said, "It's just that when I called you just now, you sounded like you were injured, so I was a little concerned."
"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother. I did feel a little unwell just now," Mu Fuyun breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm all better now."
Thinking back to the situation in the room, her face suddenly became hot. When she was there, she didn't feel it was wrong, but now she felt a little embarrassed.
She would not feel guilty about such an out-of-control behavior in front of Chu Ye, Song Xinghe, or even Cang Yan. But it was Xie Hanyi.
Xie Hanyi is different from others to her.
Yu Cen still looked at the lacquer box in Mu Fuyun's hand with caution: "Junior Sister Mu, what is in this? You have to be careful."
"This," Mu Fuyun lowered his eyes and looked at the shiny black wooden box that was only slightly larger than his palm. "It's nothing. He just owes my sister some money. Brother Yu, don't worry."
When Mu Fuyue was mentioned, Yu Cen had his own guesses. Since he had heard about the relationship between Mu Fuyue and Cang Yan, he stopped asking questions and left with another senior brother.
Leaving Mu Fuyun alone in the courtyard, he first took out a heart-clearing pill, and then swallowed it with the ordinary-looking dark green and yellow spiritual herb.
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In the backyard house, Xie Hanyi's straight back shook after Mu Fuyun left. He leaned forward, one hand on the couch and the other hand covering his heart.
Just now, in order to make his disciple get better as soon as possible, he output a large amount of spiritual power at once, and now he can hardly hold on.
Unlike the invulnerable and powerful person that others imagine, the real him is actually very fragile.
The great battle that year turned the Tianyan Sect into a huge rock pressing down on him, which could not be moved.
He guarded Tian Yan, and Tian Yan's fate depended on him alone, and his life was also tied to the sect. Once he left, some things would be like a flood that could not be stopped.
At this moment, he felt the meridians in his body expanding rapidly, and heat like volcanic magma rushed from his dantian, hitting the outer shell of ice and snow in waves.
When Mu Fuyun came back, he saw Xie Hanyi lying on the side with his eyes half closed and sweating profusely.
“Master!”
It was the first time she felt so flustered after coming to this small world, as if the strange premonition she had just had came true. She rushed over and supported half of his body.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
Xie Hanyi's skin was so hot that Mu Fuyun was shocked, but there was no blush at all. It was still snow-white, even with a layer of grayish-white than usual, and the blue blood vessels underneath were faintly visible.
He was breathing rapidly, and his half-open dark eyes were a little dazed. He could barely reflect Mu Fuyu's face. He suddenly grabbed the sleeve of her Taoist robe and murmured hoarsely.
Mu Fuyun hurriedly moved closer, put her ear to his lips, and felt his hot breath, which made the back of her ear red.
"Go back, go back to the sect..."
"Okay, I'll take Master back to Tianyan right away!"
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