Chapter 66066 Injured
Chapter 66
The sudden burning pain was so intense that Yingji closed her eyes tightly in pain. She let go of Jianfeng and Bajiao's support and grabbed Kongfan's wrist with both hands, as if this could relieve the pain.
Kong Fan injected richer and gentler spiritual power from his palm into Yingji's eyes to relieve her pain.
But Wulong's power to break the formation was too strong. Many of the venerables present were also feeling uncomfortable, not to mention Yingji's mortal body.
Kong Fan frowned as he watched the blood oozing from the corner of Yingji's eye. He suddenly took a sharp step forward, the cool breeze blowing his monk's sleeves into the air. He threw his arms around Yingji, pulling her whole body into his embrace. His slender hands caressed the back of her head, pressing her face against his chest.
The gentler spiritual power completely enveloped Ying Ji in his arms.
Ying Ji took a deep breath in Kong Fan's arms, feeling the slight coolness and the faint scent of ancient sandalwood on his body. The pain in her eyes gradually subsided, and she could not help but bury her head more tightly in Kong Fan's arms.
Yingji didn't know how long had passed until Kongfan took his hand off her waist, and then she raised her head from Kongfan's arms.
"Are you okay?" Kong Fan looked into Yingji's eyes.
Yingji did not answer. She looked over Kongfan's shoulder and looked behind him in surprise.
The green light of the Fuzhuan formation that had just been so majestic had now mostly dissipated, and clusters of golden and green lights slowly floated upwards and scattered in the dark sky, illuminating the entire night sky with a dazzling, gorgeous and somewhat eerie color.
"What a huge fireworks display." Yingji murmured.
Kong Fan was startled, a faint smile playing on his lips. He looked at Ying Ji with tenderness. He raised his hand and carefully wiped the bloodstain from the corner of her eye with his cool fingertips.
Jianfeng's spirit body was clearly struggling to cope with such a confrontation. His soul was unstable, and he looked rather dejected. He tried to steady his spirit, then stared at Kongfan and Yingji with a complicated expression. After hearing their conversation, Jianfeng felt even more speechless and rolled his eyes at Yingji.
She said this scene looked like fireworks? Is this the time for romance?
There were obviously a lot of people gathered here, but it was unusually quiet. No one spoke, but from time to time they would look at Kong Fan, or look up at the golden dragon circling in the sky.
Kong Fan resisted the ambush array of seven Xiaoyao Sect venerables, but Dao Zhen, the Grandmaster, showed no joy. His face, once smiling, was now solemn. He raised his head and gazed thoughtfully at the sky. In the distance, an unusual, almost invisible crack in the sky seemed to have appeared.
"It seems that it has been alarmed..." Daozhen said to himself.
The darkest moment before dawn finally passed, and a hint of pale sky lifted the sky from the east, revealing the light of morning.
The soft morning light spread across the world, and the Sanskrit words on every scale of the golden dragon hovering above the sky became clearer.
Yu Niang laughed sweetly and joked, "Youquan, you are so embarrassing."
Venerable Youquan's expression was extremely grim. He gritted his teeth and glared at Kongfan, then glanced at Daozhen. He knew that if Daozhen arrived today, he wouldn't be able to take Kongfan's life. He continued to set up the formation to test the depth of Kongfan's cultivation of the Dragon Enlightenment Technique.
Now he got the result, but it was not the good news he had hoped for.
"Daozhen!" Reverend Youquan shouted angrily, "Don't think that just because this Dragon Enlightenment Technique can resist the Xiaoyao Sect's Fuzhu Formation, it can also resist those outside! Be careful of the consequences of overestimating your own abilities, or you'll die without a burial place! Let's go!"
Venerable Youquan waved his hand, and disappeared in an instant with the people of Xiaoyao Sect.
The venerables pondered Venerable Youquan's words. Some of them did not understand what Venerable Youquan said, nor did they understand why Xiaoyao Sect suddenly attacked Buddhist disciples. However, a few venerables who knew the inside story could not help but frown and think deeply.
Daozhen ignored what Venerable Youquan said, but turned his head and looked at Kongfan. A look of worry appeared in his smiling eyes.
"Kong Fan." He said.
Kong Fan turned around and his eyes met with his master's. Then he raised his head and looked at the flying dragon in the sky that looked like a golden dragon in the morning light, and frowned slightly.
Kong Fan raised his hand, and the golden dragon above the sky suddenly roared, a long roar that spread out in all directions. The golden light grew brighter and brighter, then slowly drifted towards Kong Fan, suddenly dissipating in an instant.
The golden light flashed and surrounded the sky.
Kong Fan stood in the golden light, turned around and smiled at Ying Ji, saying gently, "Don't worry."
As soon as he finished speaking, blood suddenly gushed out of all seven orifices, and his slender jade-like body fell backwards in the golden light.
"Kong Fan!" Ying Ji exclaimed.
Yingji endured the pain in her body and hurried to support Kongfan. Kongfan's sudden loss of consciousness instantly dissipated the spiritual power that had protected Yingji. Without his spiritual power, Yingji's physical pain suddenly became more apparent. Her crushed leg bones were particularly painful, and the excruciating pain made her unable to stand.
She fell to the ground, but she managed to support Kong Fan in time, letting him lean against her arms. Then, Ying Ji looked down in shock, only to find that Kong Fan's body was getting colder and colder, like a piece of ice.
His breath even began to become weaker and weaker.
Yingji wiped the blood off Kongfan's face with shaking hands, but was frightened by his increasingly cold skin. She looked up at Daozhen and said anxiously, "Master, please save him!"
Daozhen was not surprised by Kongfan's situation.
This is the price Kong Fan paid for forcibly using the Dragon Enlightenment Technique. The less spiritual power he has, the stronger the backlash from using the Dragon Enlightenment Technique will be.
Daozhen looked at Kongfan like this, and was slightly surprised that the spiritual power in Kongfan's body was much weaker than he thought.
Daozhen has always been very clear about Kongfan's talent. The spiritual power in Kongfan's body should be more abundant and rich.
He took a few steps to Kong Fan's side, raised a finger and pointed it in the air above him. Now, he could more clearly sense the amount of spiritual power in Kong Fan's body, and he couldn't help but be even more shocked.
Daozhen suddenly glanced at Yingji.
Yingji was looking at Kongfan with an anxious frown.
"Female donor, please move aside to avoid being affected by the spiritual power during the healing process." Daozhen reminded in a gentle voice.
Yingji then let go of Kongfan and was helped up by Basho.
Daozhen waved his hand casually, and a stream of spiritual energy covered Yingji's knee. Yingji was startled for a moment, then found that the pain in her knee had eased a lot. She tried it again and was able to stand on her own without Bajiao's support.
"Thank you, Master."
Daozhen ignored Yingji. He sat on the ground and raised his palm in the air.
Kong Fan, unassisted, sat up as lightly as a cloud. He lowered his head, his face pale as paper, the bloodstains on his face glaring against his pale complexion.
"Amitabha." Daozhen sighed and suddenly injected abundant spiritual power into Kongfan's body.
Several of the venerables who were attracted by the Dragon Enlightenment Technique earlier have left, and most people stayed where they were and continued to watch.
After Daozhen started to treat Kongfan's injuries, Yingji was surprised to see several venerables coming over quietly and joining the team that was treating Kongfan one after another.
Even Yu Niang, who had been just watching the fun, came to help.
A steady stream of spiritual energy was injected into Kong Fan's body. He still lowered his head, lifeless.
Yingji stood aside, looking at him with a frown.
Jian Feng endured for a long time, and finally couldn't help but say: "With so many great people here, you don't have to worry too much."
Yingji seemed not to hear it, still staring at Kongfan without responding.
Jian Feng added sourly in a low voice, "Instead of worrying about him, you should worry about whether these 'righteous people' will capture a fugitive soul like me and destroy it in the Soul-Destroying Well..."
Yingji still didn't say anything.
Jian Feng curled his lips, not surprised. What kind of relationship is this? It's just a relationship where they don't wear pants! How long has he known Ying Ji?
Seeing so many venerable people all at once, Jian Feng felt increasingly uneasy, and he felt that this place was not a good place to stay for long. He finally made up his mind, leaned close to Ying Ji and whispered, "I'll leave first, and come back to find you in a few days!"
After saying this, he didn't wait for Yingji's response. He looked around vigilantly and escaped quietly.
Yingji's mind was on Kongfan, and she was a bit confused. But she knew the ghost market ahead was very dangerous for Jianfeng. They had been through this together, so she was willing to help Jianfeng through the ghost market until there was any danger to herself.
She turned to look at Jianfeng and was about to call him when she suddenly heard Dikongfan cough.
Jianfeng had disappeared, and Yingji didn't care about anything else and hurriedly turned to look at Kongfan.
He nodded and lowered his brows, his handsome eyebrows were wrinkled, and his usually kind and gentle face was now a little sad.
Is the injury too serious? Is he in pain?
Yingji bit her lip hard and hated her own powerlessness once again. If she was not so incompetent, why would Kongfan throw himself into the trap and come back to save her when he knew there was danger?
The feeling of powerlessness that she needed him to rescue her every time made Yingji feel deeply frustrated. Especially since Kongfan's rescue would bring him danger again and again...
Such a strong sense of frustration made Yingji breathless. She took a deep breath and quickly transformed all her hatred for her own incompetence into a desire for more power.
The moment Kong Fan opened his eyes, Ying Ji immediately put away all the emotions in her eyes and looked at him with a smile.
Both of them were covered in wounds, tired and in a mess.
Yu Niang yawned lazily, shook her sore wrist, and said in a delicate voice: "Old bald donkey, I helped your good disciple today, and I have recorded it in my little notebook! You have to remember it well too!"
Daozhen stood up, nodded and raised his palm towards the venerables, and said with a smile: "Thank you all for your help today."
A man had a long scar running diagonally down his face. His already grim features were made even more sinister by the twisted scar. He said coldly, "We don't have much time."
He raised his head and looked at the sky, his knife-like gaze seemed to want to pierce the sky above his head.
"Su Jian," Yu Niang advised slowly, "Don't be so impatient all the time."
"It's been three hundred years!" Su Jian stared at him with a cold gaze.
As soon as she saw the long scar on his face, Yu Niang immediately gave up trying to persuade him. She shrugged and looked away.
"Daozhen." Another old man with gray hair spoke up, "We are not far from activating the formation. We cannot allow any more accidents to happen."
As he spoke, he looked at Kong Fan.
Everyone also looked at Kong Fan.
Daozhen also set his sights on Kongfan, his eyes tinged with worry. He naturally understood that the accident Sujian was referring to was Kongfan, and Kongfan was indeed a crucial link in the Sky-Splitting Plan, and no mishaps could happen to him.
At this moment, Yingji didn't pay much attention to the conversation between these venerables. She squatted in front of Kongfan, holding a towel and carefully wiping the blood off his face.
Feeling everyone's gaze, Yingji raised her eyes warily, scanning them while pondering what they had just said, trying to guess what they were going to do from their few words.
Kong Fan suddenly spoke, his voice as calm as ever: "No accidents will happen."
Yingji turned around and looked at him.
When their eyes met, Kong Fan gave Ying Ji a soothing look, with tiny streams of light reflected in his gentle brows.
Kong Fan stood up with some difficulty, looked at his master with a smile and determination, and said, "Kong Fan will never let down my master's high expectations."
Daozhen twisted the Buddhist beads, but smiled without saying a word.
The venerables looked over with some suspicion in their eyes, and some even looked past Kong Fan and at Yingji, the girl in the cassock.
Yingji's reputation has never been very good.
Yingji frowned instinctively.
Kong Fan suddenly took a step forward and stood in front of Ying Ji.
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