As her mind became clear, she felt that all the meridians in her body seemed to be torn apart, her qi sea was also split, and even her heart meridian had faint cracks.
Sure enough, she was still alive, but seeing the injuries in her body, Mu Hanyan found it difficult to be happy. With such injuries, her cultivation was completely ruined, and it was even a question whether she could wake up.
Just as Mu Hanyan was secretly frustrated, Sikong Qinglan's deep, distant chanting voice rang out again. "A Hymn to Life!" Mu Hanyan immediately realized that this was Sikong Qinglan's hymn to life, similar to Ye Yanran's Tianlin Divine Healing. Listening to the chanting, Mu Hanyan could imagine him dancing and performing a divine act. However, this time, she didn't find it amusing; she was deeply moved.
She could sense that this time, Sikong Qinglan's hymn to life was filled with reluctance and deep affection. The sorrowful tone was like the cuckoo weeping blood, and it was clearly a song of life.
Beside her, Chen Yuhe, Wen Gaoren, Gu Qingyang, and the others were also chanting in low voices. Although she couldn't open her eyes yet, she could sense their solemnity and the immense piety in their hearts.
Lines of life energy flowed into her meridians, so gentle, so pure, yet so abundant. It was not the life energy from heaven and earth, but the life energy from Sikong Qinglan, Chen Yuhe, Wen Gaoren, Gu Qingyang, Ling Baobao, and Mu Tu. Mu Hanyan could even feel the completely different power of laws contained therein.
As the vital energy flows, the damaged meridians and qi sea are repairing rapidly.
Finally, when the last crack on the heart meridian was completely healed, Mu Hanyan opened her eyes.
"Hanyan!" Baby Ling was the first to cheer in surprise.
"Master Priest!" Chen Yuhe, Wen Gaoren and others also cheered.
Only Sikong Qinglan continued to chant.
"Qinglan, I'm fine, stop." Mu Hanyan looked at Sikong Qinglan, her eyes moist.
Sikong Qinglan looked incredibly haggard, with even a few strands of white hair appearing on his temples. Mu Hanyan's feeling was indeed correct; he was truly singing with all his heart, and he seemed to have aged ten years.
"It doesn't matter, I can still hold on." Sikong Qinglan forced a smile, but as soon as he finished speaking, his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.
"Qinglan!" Mu Hanyan quickly stood up and supported him.
Wen Gaoren, who was standing beside him, also extended his hand, and then quickly took out a few pills for him to take. Sikong Qinglan's expression improved a little, and he said to Mu Hanyan with concern, "Master Priest, how is your injury? I can still hold on for a while."
"My injuries are all healed. Thank you, thank you." Mu Hanyan smiled, but she couldn't help but burst into tears.
Not only Sikong Qinglan, but even Wen Gaoren, Gu Qingyang and others looked much more haggard, as if they had aged ten years. The only ones who seemed to be less affected were Ling Baobao and Shen Yuhe, but that was because they were young to begin with.
What's worse is that in order to save her, not only did their lifespans suffer a great loss, but their cultivation also declined a lot. How could Mu Hanyan not be moved by this?
"It's okay, as long as the chief priest is okay." Sikong Qinglan smiled shyly again, and the others also looked relieved.
"By the way, how did we escape?" Mu Hanyan took out some pills and gave them to them one by one, then asked curiously.
According to her guess, since the other party had already made up their minds to die together, there was no way they could escape. However, she didn't know what happened after she fell into a coma.
Everyone's expressions became a little strange.
"It's Duan Cheng'an." After a while, Wen Gaoren said slowly.
"It's him! How is this possible?" Mu Hanyan said in surprise. She also understood why everyone looked so strange. Who could have thought that it would be Duan Cheng'an who saved them in the end? The key point was, even if he really had learned his lesson and repented, where did he get such strength?
"Where is he?" Mu Hanyan looked around and didn't see Duan Chengan, so she asked again.
"Dead. The formations I used before were the space formations that opened up the Little God Heaven. After the last failure, I never gave up and wanted to try again, but there were always some shortcomings and I couldn't find a solution.
However, he did not expect that Duan Cheng'an would come up with a solution. However, his solution required too high a level of cultivation. He was seriously injured and his strength had dropped to that of a first-level divine priest. At the final moment of completion, he was completely shattered to pieces.
"Alas, I didn't expect him to be so talented. What a pity! It's also my fault for not teaching him well. Otherwise, how could he have done such a stupid thing and ended up like this?" By the end, Wen Gaoren was already in tears, his expression full of self-blame.
"Master Wen, my condolences." Mu Hanyan comforted him with mixed feelings.
Although Duan Cheng'an had done something wrong in the past and was hated by God and the people, there was no need to dwell on the past since the person was dead. No matter what, he saved Wen Gaoren in the end, and by the way, he also saved himself, Sikong Qinglan and others. He could be considered to have returned to the right path.
In fact, such a death is a relief for Duan Chengan himself, and it may even be the best ending.
Just thinking about his extraordinary talent, Mu Hanyan felt a little sad. If it weren't for his momentary confusion, with Duan Cheng'an's talent, he might have become a legendary priest in the future.
"Where's that old guy?" Mu Hanyan asked. Although she was still a little curious about why the space formation could dissolve the opponent's domain power, now was obviously not the time to discuss the formation.
"He's dead. He died in a self-explosion. No body is left." Wen Gaoren said.
Mu Hanyan frowned. The other party's final choice of self-destruction was obviously a cover-up. Who was he, and who was behind it? The only people Mu Hanyan could think of were the Long and Ou families, but she couldn't be sure who it was. Or was it a master invited by the two families together?
"Is the Chief Priest guessing the other party's origins?" Wen Gaoren saw what Mu Hanyan was thinking and asked.
"That's right." Mu Hanyan nodded. She wasn't afraid of thieves stealing, but she was afraid of thieves plotting against her. She didn't want to be constantly being schemed against without knowing what was happening.
"If I'm not mistaken, it should be someone from the Ou family. The Ou family has a great-grandfather named Ou Pingxuan, who is said to have passed away decades ago. However, rumors may not be true. Looking at the man's actions just now, they are very similar to Ou Pingxuan's methods." Wen Gaoren said thoughtfully.
After all, he has been in Lingyu City for so many years, and he knows a lot about the secrets of the Ou family.
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