Chapter 137: Disciples, Don't Be Afraid that the Master Will Fly (Twenty-Nine)
Remember for a second【】
Ye Huaifeng paused, then obediently walked to the small cave and lay down.
Qianyan walked over to him and moved a chair to sit down, and put her palm on Ye Huaifeng's spiritual root. He only felt a warm spiritual force running into his body, hitting the spot where his spiritual root was. circle.
"Don't be nervous."
Ye Huaifeng pursed her lips, looked at Qian Yan's face up close, stunned for a moment, and unwittingly relaxed: "Yes."
Master is really different, all the worries between his brows have faded, and now he is full of confidence and clarity.
Qianyan observed that Ye Huaifeng's spiritual root was broken. The original ice-type spiritual root should be the size of an index finger.
And Ye Huaifeng's damaged spiritual root was full of cracks, only half the size of an index finger, the light was very dim, and there were cracks in the middle.
After careful inspection, she believes that if it is not repaired as soon as possible, it is very likely that this small spiritual root will be broken into two sections in one practice.
"Master, is it difficult to repair?" Ye Huaifeng's eyes were dim, and it was difficult to cultivate until now. How easy is it to repair?
Qianyan fell into deep thought.
Ye Huaifeng didn't dare to disturb him, but in the bottom of his heart, he couldn't help but be disappointed.
In the original owner's life, Ye Huaifeng absorbed countless evil spirits, and his spiritual roots were dug out, but through those evil spirits, they grew again. This shows that a person's talent is indeed affected by the spiritual root, and it also shows that the talent is not only the spiritual root, but the person.
"I have an idea."
Ye Huaifeng's eyes lit up a little: "Master, what should I do?"
"Just an idea."
"I'm willing, no matter what." Ye Huaifeng said firmly, it would not be worse than it is now.
Qian Yan's eyes fell on Ye Huaifeng's determined face: "Okay, you can try."
Her eldest disciple is also a talented person, with a very good temperament and good talent, so she is the most suitable for cultivating immortals.
It makes no sense that a talent like Ye Huaifeng cannot become an immortal.
He must be immortal!
"I think a person's talent is not limited to spiritual roots,
It has great potential in itself. I plan to use external force to stimulate the spiritual root, stimulate its potential, and promote its regrowth. Qianyan said lightly, "but it's very painful. "
"Master, I'm not afraid of pain."
pain? He was in pain every time he practiced, and he didn't plan to stop.
"Then try it now."
Ye Huaifeng was stunned, so anxious? He didn't wait for Qian Yan's words, and soon felt a stinging pain from the position of Linggen, and he felt the power of lightning.
It is the power of the master, and she is stimulating his spiritual roots with the power of lightning.
His consciousness penetrated into the spiritual root and was stunned. The master was not stimulating his spiritual root, but those lightning bolts turned into small threads like thin threads, stitching up his damaged spiritual root.
Can it still be so?
When he relaxed, a sharp pain suddenly came, and he groaned in pain. This time, it was the master who was using strength to stimulate his spiritual roots.
It was really painful.
He felt that he had endured to the limit, and a very gentle force came to help him repair his spiritual roots and reduce the pain.
I don't know how many times over and over again, Qianyan swallowed some medicinal herbs to Ye Huaifeng, and let him move all the power to gather at the location of the spiritual root.
A night turned out to be so long.
At dawn, Qian Yan checked Ye Huaifeng's spiritual roots. As she expected, his body had infinite potential. His spiritual roots had changed, and the sutures had grown closer.
However, people in this world can't think of stitching the spiritual roots.
Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^