Not to mention the thoughts of the important figures gathered in the Holy Cao Hall, Mu Feng's condition at this moment can be said to be extremely poor.
In the bumpy carriage, Mu Feng covered his head with his hands, curled up and shivered, and the severe pain left no blood on his face.
Gu Xiyu looked at the painful Mu Feng in front of her with a worried face, but she could do nothing but watch Mu Feng suffer.
At this moment, Mu Feng was in extreme chaos deep in the sea of consciousness.
The originally calm golden sea of consciousness surged crazily, setting off huge golden waves one after another, each wave higher than the last.
In the center of the Consciousness Sea is a golden island, which was originally where Mu Feng Yuanshen usually resided.
But now, the golden island has been completely shattered by the terrifying tsunami.
Tsunamis raged one after another, forming terrifying golden water dragons that attacked Mu Feng's soul crazily.
Mu Feng's soul rose into the sky and turned into afterimages above the sea of consciousness. He was constantly avoiding tsunamis, water dragons and other disasters, struggling to survive in this difficult environment.
When Mu Feng rang the twentieth golden bell, the mental pressure that the golden bell unleashed was terrifying to the extreme. Its power was more than ten times the combined mental pressure of the previous nineteen strokes.
And this twentieth blow of mental pressure was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely disrupting Mu Feng's consciousness.
If Mu Feng's sea of consciousness was not far stronger than that of warriors of the same level, he would have collapsed and died the moment the twentieth blow was struck.
Even now, Mu Feng is relying on the Soul Resurrection Technique to continuously replenish the power of his soul and barely avoid the chaos in the sea of consciousness.
As long as he is careless and is submerged by a tsunami, swallowed by a water dragon, or struck by thunder, his soul will immediately collapse and he will die accordingly.
"Master! Master's soul is in danger now, why don't you take action?
With your attainments at the soul level and the power of the Wordless Golden Book, you should be more than enough to help the master calm down the chaos in the sea of consciousness, right?"
In the space of the Wordless Golden Book, Xiao Sang silently watched everything happening in Mu Feng's sea of knowledge, and couldn't help but anxiously said to Jiu Yuan next to him.
Jiuyuan was hanging in the air, his little paws folded together, his eyes serious, and said: "Don't worry! This time is a great blessing for this kid. If he survives this spiritual catastrophe on his own, then what will happen to him?"
Your spiritual power will immediately break through to the master level!"
Xiao Sang said angrily: "What if the master cannot survive this disaster?
Are we going to watch his soul collapse and die?"
Jiuyuan glanced at Xiao Sang and said calmly: "You don't need to test me! The power of the Wordless Golden Book has been arranged by me in advance around his sea of consciousness. If this kid really can't hold it, I will immediately
Take action!"
Hearing this, Xiao Sang was relieved. He was very confident in the power of the Wordless Golden Book. This thing is really too powerful! The carriage stopped, and Mu Feng walked quickly with the help of Gu Xiyu and the young man in green.
Entered the mansion and was sent directly to Mu Feng's room.
Mu Feng's consciousness was completely blurred. Along the way, it was almost Gu Xiyu and the boy in Tsing Yi who carried Mu Feng in.
"Don't tell anyone about Mu Feng's situation for now! Otherwise, you know the consequences!"
Gu Xiyu's beautiful eyes looked coldly at the young man in Tsing Yi and warned in a deep voice.
The young man in green clothes said quickly: "Don't worry, Miss Xiyu! I will never reveal anything about Mr. Mu. I am willing to swear on my inner demons!"
The boy in Tsing Yi watched the whole process of Mu Feng ringing the holy bell, and he admired Mu Feng in his heart. He already regarded Mu Feng as his idol. Naturally, he would not reveal anything about Mu Feng.
"Okay! Then retreat first!"
Gu Xiyu nodded and said.
"Miss Xiyu, if you have any instructions, just say so!"
After the boy in green clothes finished speaking, he slowly retreated.
Gu Xiyu called two maids and asked them to prepare a basin of hot water. Then she sat beside Mu Feng's bed and looked after Mu Feng.
After a while, Leng Yunting hurriedly returned to the mansion, and was led by the young man in Qingyi to Mu Feng's room.
"Junior Sister Xiyu! How is Brother Mu doing now?"
Leng Yunting asked quickly.
After Gu Xiyu gently wiped the cold sweat from Mu Feng's forehead and face, she shook her head at Leng Yunting and said: "Mufeng is still in a coma, and his consciousness is very blurred. He is in great pain.
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"What do we do now?
I'll go inform Aunt Shu, Mr. Yan and the others!"
Leng Yunting's face was full of anxiety, and he was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by Gu Xiyu.
"Can't we inform Aunt Shu and them now?
Now that Mu Feng's condition is unknown, there is nothing we and Aunt Shu can do. Notifying them now will only make them worry in vain! All we can do now is to guard Mu Feng and wait for the latter to get better! "
The ancient way of cherishing jade.
Leng Yunting said unwillingly: "Is there nothing we can do?"
"Hey! Mu Feng's soul must have been affected by the spiritual pressure of the Holy Bell. He may still be contending with the spiritual pressure remaining in the sea of consciousness! This has already involved the soul level, and we can't help at all.
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Gu Xiyu sighed.
Leng Yunting clenched his fists, and then said in a deep voice: "This holy bell belongs to the Holy Cao Cao Hall, and behind the Holy Cao Cao Hall is the Tiansha Spiritual Medicine Tower! I'm going to find the Grandmaster in the Tiansha Spiritual Medicine Tower!"
Gu Xiyu's beautiful eyes lit up, but soon dimmed. The status of the masters of the Tiansha Spiritual Medicine Pagoda was so transcendent. They were useless in the past. They might not even be able to meet each other before they would be kicked out.
"We are not qualified to see the Grand Master at all, and going to the Spiritual Medicine Tower is in vain!"
Gu Xiyu said dejectedly.
“How will you know if you don’t try?
It’s better than waiting here!”
Leng Yunting's eyes were firm and authentic.
"You don't have to go to the Tiansha Spiritual Medicine Tower!"
Suddenly, a majestic voice buzzed in the minds of the two of them, and then they were shocked to find that at some point, an old man in purple robes appeared in front of the door of the room.
They didn't notice the existence of the old man in purple robe just now, let alone when the old man in purple robe appeared. This was too scary! If the old man in purple robe had malicious intentions, the two of them might not know it.
Died without realizing it.
"Who are you?"
Gu Xiyu stood up suddenly, walked to Leng Yunting, and looked at the purple-robed old man coldly.
"My name is Wei Ji, and I am the tower master of the Tiansha Spiritual Medicine Pagoda! Is this son Mu Feng?
Tsk tsk, being able to ring the holy bell twenty times is really impressive!"
The old man in purple robe looked past Gu Xiyu and Leng Yunting, and landed on Mu Feng, clicking his tongue in wonder.
Master of the Heavenly Evil Elixir Pagoda?
Gu Xiyu and Leng Yunting were stunned. After they realized what they were doing, they quickly bowed to Wei Ji and said in unison: "Please, Lord Tower Master, save Mu Feng's life. We are willing to do anything you ask us to do!"
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The purple-robed old man looked at the two of them with a smile and said, "That's exactly why I'm here! You go out first!"
Gu Xiyu and Leng Yunting looked at each other, their anxious hearts completely relaxed. They knew that Wei Ji meant to help Mu Feng with these words.