"Actually, my strongest strength is not my cultivation, but my divine sense. Hearing what you said, I think the Soul Forging Tower is a good opportunity for me to practice." Mu Hanyan has already made up his mind to go to the The Zhu family investigated, but they knew that Ye Congyun had good intentions, but they couldn't refuse outright, so they still told their reasons.
"No matter how strong it is, how strong can it be? Can it be stronger than the previous Patriarch and the elders working together? Master Mu, just listen to my advice." Ye Congyun tried hard.
Mu Hanyan hesitated for a moment. Unlike her cultivation base, there is no level distinction in the strength of her divine sense. She really can't describe how strong her divine sense is.
"By the way, Elder Ye, you said just now that your injury was due to your divine sense, right?" Mu Hanyan suddenly had an idea and asked.
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Ye Congyun asked strangely.
"I said last time that I want to heal your wounds, have you forgotten it? It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day, so just discover it." Mu Hanyan said.
"Now?" Not to mention Ye Congyun himself, Ye Congshan and the others were taken aback.
You must know that in the past few years, in order to treat Ye Congyun's injuries, Ye's family did not know how many well-known medical masters were invited, but in the end they were helpless. Mu Hanyan said it so easily, as if it was as simple as eating and drinking water. There is no need to choose a quiet room, just do it in this banquet. If they didn't know Mu Hanyan's strength, and also had some understanding of her personality, they would have thought she was talking nonsense after drinking too much.
"Yan Ran, don't eat, come and help me." Mu Hanyan looked disgusted, and said to Ye Yanran, who was almost unable to swallow half a roast duck with a chicken leg in his left hand and a pig's trotter in his right.
This dead girl, have you forgotten her "identity", the queen of Xiaoshentian's family, and she is also the only daughter of the head of the family, no matter how the family declines, she will not be short of a bite of food, right? How can she eat so much? She was so vicious that she almost lost her face.
"Well... well, here we come." Ye Yanran frantically stuffed the chicken leg and pig's trotter into her mouth, took a few bites hard, and swallowed it with a thud, and everyone looked at it. A big lump bulged on her throat and slid down her neck.
Being deeply shocked by Ye Yanran's eating, everyone around also followed suit.
What shocked them even more was that Ye Yanran ran over, but at the same time, she didn't forget to pick up a chicken leg and took a few bites.
"Shall we start now?" Ye Yanran said to Mu Hanyan as she wiped her hands eagerly.
"Start." Mu Hanyan nodded.
Just this foodie, can he really heal the Great Elder's injury? Everyone looked at Ye Yanran suspiciously.
Soon, Ye Yanran's melodious singing echoed in the hall. Everyone's expressions were shocked. Although her singing was a little obscure, it was full of profound and mysterious feelings.
As she sang, soft and mysterious spots of light fell like rain curtains, enveloping everyone, as if the whole body and mind had undergone a cleansing.
Many of the Ye family's children who were suffering from some old hidden diseases unexpectedly found that their injuries had recovered without knowing it, and there was a burst of exclamation from the crowd. It turned out that this foodie is really capable, and the previous doubts have also turned into expectations.
Not long after Ye Yanran started to sing, Mu Hanyan also sang the hymn of life. Ye Yanran was surprised to find that with Mu Hanyan's singing, her divine sense increased exponentially, and the light spot became more intense. Cohesion, like drops of crystal clear raindrops.
Mu Hanyan herself was also a little surprised. She knew that Ye Yanran's strength was limited, so she sang the hymn of life to help her. Unexpectedly, this hymn of life could complement Ye Yanran's innate and magical powers. It seems that, This hymn of life should also come from the guardian of life. Its use is not to heal wounds, but to help improve Ye Yanran's innate magical powers.
As the two chanted, a golden light suddenly burst out from Mu Hanyan's body, and the rain curtain covering the hall was also reflected in a golden color.
"Tianlin, God heals!" Ye Yanran finally made the last move.
The golden light rain on Mu Hanyan's body suddenly bloomed, but quickly condensed, surrounding Ye Congyun.
Ye Congyun's face also changed rapidly, the wrinkles on his face stretched out, his white hair gradually turned black, and his eyes were even more radiant, shining like stars.
"What's wrong with the Great Elder?" A young Ye family disciple asked in surprise.
"The great elder's age is actually not very old. It's just that his spiritual sense was injured at the time, and he was getting old. Now that the injury is healed, he is naturally much younger." An elder beside him said happily.
"Uncle San, do you mean that the elder's injury has healed?" Several young descendants said in surprise at the same time.
"Okay, of course it's okay." When the elder said this, tears welled up in his eyes.
Ye Congyun was originally hailed by the Ye family as a talent for cultivation once every ten thousand years. If it hadn't been for the accident that year, his achievements would have been higher than those of the previous Patriarch and the elders. They will definitely become the powerhouses of Xiaoshentian's generation, and their Ye family finally has their own powerhouses again, and they will definitely get out of the situation and regain their prestige.
Just when the elder was full of emotions, suddenly, there was a wonderful wave of energy around him, and the endless power of heaven and earth was gathering from all directions.
"What's the matter?" the young Ye family disciple asked curiously again.
"Breakthrough, the Great Elder is going to break through the soul." The Ye family elder couldn't hold back anymore, tears of joy welled up in his eyes.
With a long howl, it rushed into Yunxiao.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, Ye Congyun broke through the final bottleneck, turned into a soul, and entered the state of rebirth, which was even easier than Mu Hanyan's original promotion.
It's no wonder that although Ye Congyun has been injured for many years, he has never slackened in his cultivation. In fact, he had already stepped into the realm of the soul with half of his feet before he was injured, and he had accumulated a lot of cultivation in these years, and the Tianlin Divine Healing jointly performed by Ye Yanran and Mu Hanyan gave him a direct opportunity to break through and be promoted. The soul priest became a matter of course.
Following Ye Congyun's long howl, the entire Ye family cheered like thunder again.
"Master Mu, Miss Ye, thanks to you, I, Ye Congyun, recovered from my injuries and returned to the way of cultivation. This kindness, I, Ye Congyun, cannot die. Please accept my Ye Congyun's worship!" After a long time, Ye Congyun Yun calmed down from his excitement, and bowed down to Mu Hanyan and Ye Yanran to pay respects.