Chapter 400: Treatment, Qingyue Tower Training
There was some helplessness on Fuxi's face.
He didn't expect things to turn out like this.
Chen Fan had an accident at this time.
Moreover, he didn't dare to tell these people at all now.
Otherwise these people will be very worried.
However, he concealed his helpless expression in a clever way.
At this time, everyone had just survived the catastrophe and did not carefully observe the changes in Fuxi's expression.
Therefore, it did not attract everyone's attention.
The Drunken Swordsman glanced at Qiao Feng beside him with a hint of worry, and a feeling of uneasiness surged in his heart.
After a brief silence, he began to speak.
"How about we pick all these spiritual fruits first, and then quickly return to the previous camp."
"After all, this is not a place to stay for long."
When Drunken Swordsman made this statement, there was a subtle hint of negotiation in his words.
Fuxi raised his eyebrows slightly and instantly understood what the person in front of him wanted to express.
After remaining silent for a moment, he nodded slowly, agreeing with Drunken Swordsman's opinion.
Fuxi just waved his arm and instantly took out several jade boxes from the void.
In mid-air, jade boxes opened one after another.
The next moment, in the following instant, all the spiritual fruits that had once thrived on the tree fell into the jade box.
The whole process was done in one go.
Very skilled.
Obviously, Fuxi has done this many times.
In an instant, the box disappeared from everyone's sight.
When everyone's eyes fell on the picture before them, an irrepressible desire surged in their hearts.
Fuxi is extremely powerful.
What a wonderful thing it would be if they could be that strong.
And with such means, you won’t have to wait again when you face spiritual fruit next time.
If you collect it as soon as possible, such problems will not occur.
Fuxi caught a glimpse of the Drunken Swordsman's eager expression and did not show any contempt.
Instead, he stated slowly.
"When your cultivation reaches the Golden Core Stage, you will gain a series of strengths that will lay a solid foundation for your future."
"By then, you will also be able to possess the means I have now."
"So don't envy me. Practicing well is what you should do most right now."
"Now that spiritual energy has revived, your cultivation speed will increase greatly. With the help of Qingyue Tower, your strength will improve by leaps and bounds."
"It will take at most one year to reach the Golden Core Stage."
“So as long as you work hard, you will have a promising future.”
"However, it is unclear what happened during this period of time."
"After all, the current situation is becoming increasingly tense and the situation is becoming more serious."
"In the past years, the lifestyle of these demon cultivators was completely based on retreating."
"However, they are not hiding now. Instead, they dare to show themselves in front of everyone without reservation."
When he said this, Fuxi felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.
His expression became very serious.
Things were more serious than he had imagined.
After a long while, he slowly spoke to the people in front of him.
"What are you still doing here? Let's go!"
"Hurry back."
Qiao Feng's body was invaded by the evil aura, causing him to become extremely weak.
Even if I wanted to walk now, I couldn't walk fast.
After a brief thought, the Drunken Swordsman asked Fuxi beside him for advice.
"Senior Fuxi, Brother Qiao Feng's situation is really dire. Do you think there is any better solution?"
Fuxi stared in the direction of Qiao Feng, then glanced at his expression.
He shook his head slowly, a deep sigh in his voice.
"I have no other options, but as long as we find the shopkeeper, there shouldn't be any big problems."
When he said the last sentence, Fuxi's voice revealed a deep sadness.
Fortunately, these emotions emerge astonishingly quickly, and they go away even more quickly.
Fuxi soon returned to normal.
After a brief thought, Fuxi spoke directly to the Drunken Swordsman in front of him.
"Needless to say, they are all injured now, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to help them."
"Therefore, if you want to go back quickly, you have to carry him on your back."
Hearing this, the Drunken Swordsman carried Qiao Feng on his back without hesitation.
Then, he quickly moved towards the place where he had been stationed before.
After arriving at the base, the scene that came into view was a group of gangsters gathered in the Qingyue Tower.
At this time, they were practicing silently in a quiet atmosphere.
I am totally oblivious to what is happening around me.
At this moment, a subtle emotion emerged from the depths of Drunken Swordsman's heart, which was difficult to suppress.
These people are working hard outside, but they are practicing silently inside, completely unaware of the wind and rain in the outside world.
Fortunately, his inner thoughts quickly disappeared.
After all, they were the ones who had the accident.
And it’s not like these people have been practicing all the time.
Let’s take turns in the future.
They will practice in the future while the other half will complete the task.
In this way, no one has any objections.
After figuring it out, the Drunken Swordsman let Qiao Feng go without hesitation.
When he was about to say something.
Suddenly, a figure slowly walked towards them from a distance.
Saw this figure.
A brilliant smile spread across the Drunken Swordsman's face, as if the spring sunshine was shining on his face.
He shouted loudly towards the distance.
"Boss, boss, something happened to Qiao Feng."
When Chen Fan heard these words, his expression instantly became solemn.
For a brief moment, their eyes were drawn forward.
Qiao Feng's face showed an expression different from that of ordinary people, and seemed to show some unique characteristics to some extent.
There was a subtle blush in her slightly pale complexion, and a hint of unpleasant scarlet between her eyes.
Seeing this scene, Chen Fan did not hesitate and instantly summoned the raging flames of the Red Lotus Karma Fire from his Dantian.
An extremely brilliant flame suddenly appeared before our eyes.
Deep within his fingertips.
Then, Chen Fan waved his hand, and the flames instantly spread to Qiao Feng.
After a brief breath, raging flames once again ignited on Chen Fan's fingertips.
Then, it spread once again deep into Fuxi's body.
At this moment, Qiao Feng's originally pale face gradually regained its rosy color and glowed with vitality.
"Qiao Feng is fine now. Put him in the Qingyue Tower and let him recuperate for a few hours, and he will be back to normal."
Chen Fan's words were calm as water, but his face revealed a tense emotion.
At this moment, the Drunken Swordsman nodded and quickly led Qiao Feng into the tower.
Then he turned quickly and walked out of the room gracefully.
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