"I know." The ghost energy wrapped around Fan Zhiyi's body, pressing him and Bing Nandong tightly together, drilling into his bones, causing cold and stinging pain.
In the past, he couldn't even bear it with his Immortal body, let alone his current broken body.
But he couldn't push Bing Nandong away, he couldn't.
Bing Nandong was blabbering like a man on a tear. Fan Zhiyi had never seen Bing Nandong like this before. He could only hold him in his arms, patting him on the back and echoing, "I'm here," "I won't leave again," and "I'll definitely succeed this time."
If he could recall it earlier, he would know how bad Bing Nandong's mental state was after going through so much.
Fan Zhiyi gently kissed his forehead and intertwined his fingers with his: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
He tried to comfort his lover, who had been forced to go through so many changes and was rarely so vulnerable.
Bing Nandong's condition was really not good. If he was completely controlled by the ghost energy again, this red rope and the binding technique alone would not be able to trap Bing Nandong. Fan Zhiyi was just about to knock him out with a knife when he heard someone say, "So he's here."
Bing Nandong was still knocked unconscious, but it was by Zhuang Yujing's sword.
Zhuang Yujing put away his sword. His high-profile royal blue brocade robe was torn into pieces, covered in blood and wounds. His right arm, which he used to use, was now empty.
"Master Zhuang, bring the immortal rope." Fan Zhiyi took the red rope and looked at the immortal rope that had tied Bing Nandong tightly again, and he felt a little relieved.
"So we trapped him there for a long time, and he became much more sober as soon as you showed up." Zhuang Yujing's tone was full of disdain, and then he directly cast a barrier around Fan Zhiyi and Bing Nandong. "Did Mr. Cen bring you in here specifically to die? Didn't he tell you that this barrier is essential once you step into the ghost gate?"
"I told you, but this lantern can dispel the evil spirits around you." Seeing these old acquaintances again, Fan Zhiyi felt a mixture of emotions. "Master Zhuang, where is your right arm?"
"You..." Zhuang Yujing frowned, perhaps a little surprised by Fan Zhiyi's change of address. He quickly looked Fan Zhiyi up and down, "I've been using that prosthetic arm for so long, it finally broke down under the weight. I threw it away because it was too much of a hindrance. I'll find a way to get a new one when I get out."
Jin Wu was squatting beside Bing Nandong, putting his hand on his pulse and chanting scriptures. Every character of the scriptures floated in the air and sank into Bing Nandong's body.
Fan Zhiyi knew he would only be anxious if he watched, so he gave up his seat and took the initiative to walk over to Zhuang Yujing, holding his arm back. "Where's Cen Jun? He also followed me into the Ghost Gate again. Didn't he find you?"
"He doesn't need to worry too much. We all have magical tools that can communicate with each other, so we'll be able to find him eventually. But the Ghost Gate is unpredictable, so it will probably take some time."
Fan Zhiyi sighed: "How are you handling the Ghost Gate?"
Zhuang Yujing sneered at this and glanced at Bing Nandong. "We originally subdued most of the ghosts in the Ghost Gate, but now Bing Nandong has gone crazy, fueling their arrogance and causing chaos again. Not to mention the thunder in the sky outside. He's quite capable."
"However," Zhuang Yujing changed the subject, his smile tinged with arrogance and cunning, "Who cares about the Way of Heaven or the Gate of Hell? At least we're on the right path. Now we just have to wait for Bing Nandong to wake up before we discuss it."
"It is better to open than to block. Mr. Cen has explained your plan to me. Now we need to expel the ghost energy and ghosts and get the ghost gate out of the saturated state. It cannot be fully opened and there is still a valve missing. Only by controlling it in an appropriate degree can this decision be truly foolproof." Fan Zhiyi lowered his eyes and analyzed.
Zhuang Yujing did not say anything. They all knew that it was difficult to find this powerful family and the degree was difficult to control. The worst result would be that all of them who came to solve the chaos of Ghost Gate would become powerful families.
However, most of the talented people in the entire world of cultivating immortals died here, and the world of cultivating immortals was seriously damaged. There is a fear that there will be chaos in the future, and no one can monitor it. Who can guarantee that this valve will still be useful and can still clamp the ghost gate a hundred years later?
"I have a way, maybe we can try it." Fan Zhiyi said.
He had pondered for many lifetimes in order to open up a new path for this dead end, and now he had finally found some clues.
After a few seconds of silence, Zhuang Yujing asked, "What's the solution?"
At this moment, Bing Nandong's eyelashes trembled, and he seemed to be about to wake up.
The three of them were facing a formidable enemy. Zhuang Yujing even reached for his sword, ready to strike again. When Bing Nandong opened his eyes, Fan Zhiyi quickly grabbed Zhuang Yujing and said, "Spare his life, brave man!"
Oh my god, the previous knock was so loud, and if this one hits again, Fan Zhiyi suspects that the person will be driven stupid.
Jin Wu also withdrew his magical powers and breathed a sigh of relief. "Luckily, I found Master Yi, otherwise I would be helpless." After saying this, he took out a cultivation manual. He originally wanted to give it to Bing Nandong, but in the end he handed it to Fan Zhiyi. "For the past ten years, I have been further researching ways to control the ghost energy circulating in Nandong's body. Now that I have made some progress, I have recorded it all here."
Fan Zhiyi's heart skipped a beat, thinking to himself, I hope I won't teach you some dual cultivation technique again today.
Jin Wu saw through his meaning and smiled: "This book only requires Nan Dong to practice on his own."
Fan Zhiyi coughed twice strategically before taking it in his hand and squatting in front of Bing Nandong: "Let's not untie the rope yet, to avoid any accidents later."
Bing Nandong remained silent, so Fan Zhiyi continued, "Bing Nandong, I've come up with an idea. The Heavenly Dao wants you under its control, and it also wants to get rid of the scourge of Ghost Gate. Having been a spectator for so many times, it's time to drag it in and play a role in this drama."
"no."
“I haven’t said how to do it yet.”
"It just won't work." Bing Nandong's pupils locked onto Fan Zhiyi.
Zhuang Yujing opened his mouth, losing his patience with their nagging, but Jin Wu held him back and shook his head at him, so Zhuang Yujing took a deep breath and held back.
Fan Zhiyi feigned anger: "We've finally come this far, could it be that you really entered the ghost gate with the idea that you couldn't come back from the beginning?"
"No!" Bing Nandong finally showed some obvious emotional reaction. "You finally agreed to me with great difficulty. How could I bear to give up?"
"Then listen to me. I said I want us to be alive, alive together." Fan Zhiyi smiled at him, "Close your eyes."
When Bing Nandong refused, Fan Zhiyi covered his eyes with his hands. He knew that tying up Bing Nandong was the most correct choice. Otherwise, there would be no peace and chaos.
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