"You don't have to feel sorry for me. The cultivation illusion of the Holy Court is not limited to this one. Each of them has its own mystery. The benefits I get in other illusions may not be weaker than this Holy Soul illusion." Seeing Mu Han With Yan's disappointed look, it was not difficult for Ye Lan to guess what she was thinking, and she was secretly moved, and said softly.
Only then did Mu Hanyan feel relieved. Thinking about it made sense, Ye Lanyan was able to achieve such a cultivation level at such a young age. Apart from his extraordinary aptitude, he also naturally had a chance that ordinary people dream of. There is no need for him to feel sorry for him.
"By the way, my uncle also has his own way of the sword of the saint, so why can't he go too?" Mu Hanyan suddenly thought of Yue Fanchen, and said anxiously.
She once heard Jian Wuchen say that that powerful and mysterious woman—the predecessor of her eighth reincarnation, once left a sword soul in this holy soul illusion, and she still counted on this sword soul plus His own divine blood repaired the foundation for him. If he couldn't go, wouldn't he miss a god-given opportunity.
"Uncle?" Ye Lan was slightly taken aback, and then realized that she was talking about Yue Fanchen, and said with a smile, "His swordsmanship cannot be regarded as the real swordsmanship, and you will understand when you are promoted to the holy rank in the future."
Only then did Mu Hanyan feel relieved. As for why she didn't understand until she became a Juggernaut, she didn't ask too much. There are some things in the way of cultivation that you have to comprehend by yourself.
Thinking of this, Mu Hanyan was a little depressed. In her previous life, she was also a master of the Sword Saint Realm. Unfortunately, she died inexplicably after being promoted. She didn't have time to feel the difference in the Sword Saint Realm. Throughout the ages, she is probably the most Unlucky Juggernaut.
"Okay, go to rest quickly, and I will send you to the Holy Soul Illusion tomorrow morning." Ye Lanyan patted Mu Hanyan on the shoulder, got up and said.
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"The Holy Soul Illusion has been activated, the Holy Soul Illusion has been activated!" At the same time, on the Shenlao Peak, Han Yutang looked at the strange lights that soared into the sky outside the window, and said with cries, gnashing his teeth.
Originally, he also had the opportunity to go to the Holy Soul Illusion to comprehend the sword soul of the strong man, and that was his greatest wish, but after being injured like this, he naturally has no hope.
At this time, Han Yutang was sitting in the wooden barrel, his whole body soaked in the boiling liquid, like a boiled crab.
Relying on the nourishment of this rare medicinal liquid, his nearly shattered limbs and seriously injured internal organs have been healed as before, not only did not leave any hidden dangers, but he was even stronger than ordinary practitioners. Although kendo practice pays more attention to internal strength, but when the strength reaches a certain level, a stronger body can also get twice the result with half the effort.
Of course, it was meaningless to him, with his sea of energy destroyed, no matter how strong his body was, it was useless.
"Master, save me, think of a way, I want to go to the Holy Soul Illusion, I want to go too." Han Yutang begged with tears streaming down his face.
"Oh." Ao Fangchen sighed a long time.
Although the Holy Soul Illusion only restricts those holy masters who already have their own swordsmanship, there are not too many restrictions on others. The power is extremely solid, and it is simply not something ordinary people can bear.
"Master..." Seeing Ao Fangchen sigh silently, Han Yutang's heart fell into an ice valley, and he let out a desperate cry.
"Yutang, you need to heal your injuries first. There is more than one place in the Holy Court to practice fantasy. When you recover from your injuries, there are still opportunities." Han Yutang said comfortingly.
"You lied to me, you have been lying to me all this time, my injury can't be healed at all, it can't be cured!" Han Yutang had heard similar comforting words these days, but his hopes were shattered again and again. , he finally knew that his injury would never heal again, and his spirit completely collapsed. While roaring crazily, he slammed into the wall naked.
"Yutang!" Ao Fangchen pressed Han Yutang down.
Although he has always disliked this apprentice, but he has been with him for many years, no matter what, he still has feelings for him. Seeing him end up like this, Ao Fangchen's eyes are full of tears.
"Yutang, don't be anxious, let your master think of a way, we won't let you go, your injury will have a chance to heal sooner or later." More than ten other old people also gathered around, Qi Zui Gossip persuasion.
They are all elders from all the peaks and valleys of the Holy Court, and they have always been friends with Ao Fangchen, and some are even his juniors. This time, Ao Fangchen invited them all in order to treat Han Yutang's injuries. Unfortunately, everyone Working together, they could only heal his internal organs in the end, but they were powerless to Qi Hai's injury.
"You lied to me, you all lied to me." Han Yutang didn't believe their words anymore, and continued to yell like crazy. Suddenly, he thought of something, his eyes turned red, and he shouted hysterically, "Mu Hanyan, it's Mu Hanyan who caused me to be like this. I'm going to kill her, I'm going to kill her!"
Roaring and roaring, Han Yutang rolled his eyes and passed out.
Several old men were about to try to wake him up, but Ao Fangchen stopped him: "Let him rest, he will continue to go crazy when he wakes up."
When he said this, Ao Fangchen looked exhausted. These days, in order to help Han Yutang absorb the power of the medicine, he also worked so hard that he was already exhausted physically and mentally.
"Sigh, this Mu Hanyan's attack is really too ruthless. Even if Yutang has everything wrong, he shouldn't be hurt like this." An old man looked at Han Yutang, who still had a ferocious face even in a coma, and muttered With a sigh. These people never thought that if Han Yutang succeeded, Mu Hanyan and others would die without a place to die. So, things like double standards are really disgusting.
"Elder Ao, Yutang has fallen into such a situation, is it really possible to let Mu Hanyan go like this?" another old man asked unwillingly.
"If we just let him go like this, how will we see the two elders Han Lin after we die?" The other elders also said "filled with righteous indignation", and the two elders Han Lin they said were Han Yutang's grandfather and maternal grandfather.
Regardless of their age, they are all Ao Fangchen's juniors. Han Yutang's grandfather was kind to them in the past, so they always treated him as their own junior. In this way, the instigator, Mu Hanyan, was still at ease, and naturally felt unwilling.
Ao Fangchen's face turned ashen. When he was at the Holy Sword Peak that day, he wished to beat Mu Hanyan into a useless person, but he had no choice but to support her with Jian Wuchen Yelan, and the Holy Master came out to make love again. Can only fail.
In fact, he also knew the intention of the Holy Master. The matter of the beast soul pool was originally caused by Han Yutang's fault. For the sake of the overall situation of the Holy Court, he would definitely not do anything to Mu Hanyan, and he used nothing more than a procrastination formula.
If others don't say it, he probably can only swallow this breath. After all, others are the Holy Master. No matter how unwilling he is, he can't really tear himself apart with him. I can't hang on anymore.
"Don't worry, I will definitely seek justice for Yutang." Ao Fangchen gritted his teeth and said.