The Shentian Temple Logistics Department is also very nervous.
Wen Xiaoxuan and a group of Lingxuan Hall disciples all gathered around the logistics end. After piecing together Zhong Ximing's body, the Bingxin Hall disciples either applied medicine or gave pills. Bingyunyan continued to use soul energy to repair Zhong Ximing.
's physical body.
Her Heavenly Soul seems to be quite similar to Bai Ye's Linghua Heavenly Soul, and the soul energy she sacrifices is also extremely healing. After being wrapped around Zhong Ximing's body, it immediately began to heal his physical body.
only...
Although the wound was healed, the lifeline could not be repaired so easily.
After a while, Bing Yunyan was sweating profusely and panting.
When the disciples around him saw this, they all knew that Bing Yunyan might not be able to hold on any longer.
"Well..."
At this time, Bing Yunyan suddenly had trouble breathing, his chest heaved and a little blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth.
"Girl!" Wen Xiaoxuan called urgently.
"Senior Sister Bing!"
"Are you okay, Senior Sister Bing!"
The disciples around him were also anxious and shouted one after another.
"I'm fine..."
Bing Yunyan took away her breath, but the paleness on her face remained for a long time. She gasped and said: "Senior Brother Zhong's situation is not very optimistic... His cultivation is not bad, and his physical strength is also amazing. With my strength,
Healing his physical body is no problem, but trying to heal his lifeline... I'm afraid it will be very difficult..."
"Then...what should we do?"
The surrounding disciples of Ling Xuantang were anxious.
Bing Yunyan didn't speak, her eyes were fixed on Zhong Ximing's body. After a moment, she took a breath and said hoarsely: "Don't panic, everyone, I'll try again!"
People didn't speak.
I saw Bingyun Yan reactivating his soul energy and wrapping it towards Zhong Ximing.
But this time her breath was thinner than before.
She was already injured, and now she was repeatedly urged. How could her body be able to withstand it?
Seeing Bing Yunyan like this, Wen Xiaoxuan couldn't stand it anymore.
"Girl... don't force yourself. If something happens to you, it won't be easy for me to explain to the palace master." Wen Xiaoxuan couldn't help but say.
"Elder, it doesn't matter!"
As Bing Yunyan spoke, her breathing became rapid again, and her eyes turned serious when she looked at Zhong Ximing.
A large amount of fragrant sweat slipped from her cheeks.
People around him didn't dare to say anything, they all held their breath and stared at the ice clouds.
People are worried and distressed.
However, at this moment, a voice came from the side.
"Why don't you lift him to the magic circle? Using the power of the magic circle, I think it will be much easier to cure him!"
This voice came, and it can be said to be particularly abrupt at this juncture.
Everyone was stunned and looked towards the source of the sound.
Only then did he realize that the speaker was actually Bai Ye, who was sitting cross-legged in the corner.
"Is it you?"
Many disciples of Ling Xuantang seemed to have just noticed Bai Ye.
"Why are you here?"
Wen Xiaoxuan frowned.
His beloved disciple Zhong Ximing was like this. He was already in a bad mood, and now Bai Ye jumped out again, which made Wen Xiaoxuan feel angry.
You know, Bai Ye is currently extremely annoying to the elders of Shentian Temple!
Many elders wish he would die immediately!
Wen Xiaoxuan snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "I remember that the sect has a rule that the disciples of the Hunwu Hall are not allowed to participate in this battle among the sects. Who let you in?"
"Elder Murong of Bingxintang, what's wrong? Elder Wen has any objections? Then you can talk to Elder Murong," Bai Ye said.
Hearing this, Wen Xiaoxuan's eyes became even more angry, but he said nothing.
All the disciples of Ling Xuantang were so angry that they were shaking all over.
"Bai Ye! Stop causing trouble here!"
"That's right, Senior Brother Zhong is already like this, what else do you want?"
The yelling and cursing continued.
Chi!
At this time, Bing Yunyan's breath stopped again, and a little bright red blood spat out from his mouth. The person was even more staggered and almost fell to the ground.
"Sister!"
People around him hurriedly stepped forward to help him.
"Girl, are you okay?"
Wen Xiaoxuan shouted hurriedly, and quickly urged his breath to adjust Bing Yunyan's breath.
Bing Yunyan immediately relaxed a bit.
Bai Ye frowned and said calmly: "Your condition is too bad. It is impossible to use your breath to connect Zhong Ximing's lifeline. You can only rely on the magic circle!"
After the words fell, Bai Ye closed his eyes again and didn't bother to pay attention to the crowd.
"Shut up! If you dare to disturb Senior Sister Bing here again, I will never let you go!"
A disciple of Ling Xuantang couldn't bear it anymore and shouted angrily.
Bai Ye opened his eyes, frowned slightly and glanced at the disciple.
But the disciple showed no fear.
The palace master is here, he doesn't believe that Bai Ye dares to be so presumptuous!
But Bai Ye didn't mess around either.
He shook his head, closed his eyes again, and stopped looking here.
Love to save or not.
If we continue to delay and miss the opportunity, even if Murong Bingxin comes, it will be impossible to save Zhong Ximing's life.
"Senior sister...what should we do? We don't have much time."
A disciple of Bing Xin Hall walked over, looked at Zhong Ximing's body where all the anger had evaporated quickly, and couldn't help but say.
"How about...just follow Brother Bai's words and carry Zhong Ximing up to the magic circle." Bing Yunyan hesitated and whispered.
"No way!"
Another disciple shouted anxiously: "How has your formation been changed by Senior Brother Bai? It will definitely have no effect if you lift it up..."
"Even if it doesn't work, it doesn't matter. Is there any better way we can do now?" Bing Yunyan asked.
"This..." The disciple was speechless, hesitated for a moment, sighed and nodded.
The disciples of Bingxintang immediately got busy, and one by one stretched out their hands to carefully lift Zhong Ximing's body to the magic circle.
Bing Yunyan was helped to the side of the magic circle. Looking at the strange magic circle that she could hardly understand, she took a deep breath, pressed her hand on the source of the formation, and injected soul energy into it.
In an instant.
Wow!
The magic circle lit up.
Lines of emerald green strange light overflowed and enveloped Zhong Ximing in an instant.
"What?"
The moment the light appeared, all the Bingxintang disciples were dumbfounded, as if they had seen a ghost...
Wen Xiaoxuan and others were also attracted by the halo of the magic circle.
But he saw that the green light was like a big hand, gently holding Zhong Ximing, and then a suffocating breath of life enveloped the scar on Zhong Ximing's neck.
After a while, the scar on Zhong Ximing's neck disappeared without a trace, and not a single scar could be seen all over his body.
And his body trembled suddenly at this time.
"How...possible?"
Bing Yunyan looked at the magic circle blankly, like a statue, and couldn't regain consciousness for a while...
