Chen Fan stretched out his hand and slowly pressed the jade slip between his eyebrows. An ancient memory slowly flowed out. The Hehuan Sect's "Fantasy of Life and Death" was compared to the tens of thousands of ancient books in the Hehuan Sect back then.
All kinds of evil things, this fantasy of life and death cannot be considered as something for the stage.
A piece of exercise formula passed to Chen Fan's mind. Chen Fan scanned it briefly and couldn't help frowning secretly. He was shocked. This fantasy of life and death was really disgusting.
The illusion of life and death can be condensed into a life and death seed with a drop of one's own "blood essence", and then implanted into a person's body. If the life and death seed is implanted, the latter will be unable to live or die, and will be controlled by the caster.
Even the behavior is not controlled by oneself, but is completely controlled by the controller.
This is the most terrifying part of the fantasy of life and death. The Hehuan Sect used this to control some female cultivators for their own sexual pleasure.
However, the Fantasy of Life and Death also has its weak point, that is, the person who controls it cannot exceed his or her own cultivation level, and there are people with stronger cultivation levels who can unlock this control.
Chen Fan read it in general and understood somewhat, "Hehuan Sect developed this technique back then just to control women, but when Li Huan saw this technique, he realized that it could be used to control his subordinates."
Just imagine, how terrifying it would be if hundreds of people, thousands of powerful monks, became your own dead warriors?
No more fear of betrayal and lack of control.
Chen Fan lowered his head, looked at the gray jade slip in his hand, and fell into deep thought. Juling Taoist Temple also wanted this thing, and it seemed that his intentions were indeed bad.
Such things should be destroyed directly, but Chen Fan did not do so.
And when planting this life-and-death seed, it must be done without the latter having any sense of defense. For example, Cao Jianjia, who is currently dying, is an excellent opportunity for Chen Fan to control her. But this idea Chen Fan
It just flashed in my mind, and then I stopped immediately.
As a practitioner, what you cultivate is your heart. If Chen Fan really did this, he would be no different from that despicable Hehuan Sect monk.
Such people are destined not to go far on the path of spiritual practice in the future.
Chen Fan finished reading this fantasy of life and death and accepted it silently. The bright moon was in the sky, and Chen Fan did not dare to rest much. He visited Cao Jianjia seven times in one night, and only stayed by her side for one night.
Jian Jia had a high fever and kept talking nonsense in her sleep. Chen Fan was not sure whether she would wake up.
Looking at her like this, she was really seriously injured. At dawn, Chen Fan carefully massaged her with his true energy again, penetrating her whole body. After doing this, Chen Fan's forehead was already covered with sweat.
Down.
Looking at Cao Jianjia's charming face, Chen Fan smiled bitterly in his heart. There was only so much Chen Fan could do. As for whether Cao Jianjia could survive, it all depended on her own recovery ability.
If she died here today, then Chen Fan would really have no excuses until he returned to Juling Taoist Temple.
For three days in a row, Cao Jianjia showed no sign of improvement. Sometimes she was in a coma, and sometimes she regained consciousness. She was struggling between life and death. Chen Fan went to see her several times a day and massaged her with his true energy, but
There is actually very little that can be done.
After half a month, Cao Jianjia was finally out of the danger of life and death, and his injuries had calmed down a little, which made Chen Fan breathe a sigh of relief.
"It should be considered that her life is not in danger." Chen Fan reached out and touched her forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was still hot, the injury had stabilized. Chen Fan let out a long sigh and looked at Cao Jianjia's charming face.
With a rather complicated look on her face, she gently tucked the quilt in for her and walked out.
Outside the wooden house, there was the sound of birds chirping, and Chen Fan suddenly felt that it was not bad here. Looking at the sparkling waves on the lake, he felt a rare tranquility in his heart.
Away from the hustle and bustle of the world, Chen Fan was finally able to calm down a little.
Early the next morning, Chen Fan opened the door and saw that Cao Jianjia had opened his eyes. His big black eyes were looking around curiously. When he saw Chen Fan come in, his big eyes were fixed on Chen Fan.
Fan, seeing her like this, suddenly didn't take his injuries to heart.
"Are you awake?" Chen Fan breathed a sigh of relief and walked in, "I was afraid that you would just pass by like this... Besides, how did you end up like this? Did you have an accident?"
Chen Fan put a bowl of medicinal soup on the table, sat by the bed, put two fingers on Cao Jianjia's pulse, and felt her pulse. Chen Fan closed his eyes and felt the pulse silently, "Are you awake?"
I came here, but my cultivation is almost completely gone, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to recover for more than half a year.”
"I was just not careful, and it saw through the clone." Chen Fan placed two fingers on his pulse, which made Cao Jianjia feel shy and retracted his hand.
Cao Jianjia looked around, looking at the sparkling light outside the window, and said nervously, "Where am I? You are not going to imprison me and plan to molest me, are you?"
Cao Jianjia looked at Chen Fan in horror, but her exaggerated acting skills really made Chen Fan laugh. "What are you thinking about? Get up and take medicine." Chen Fan knocked on her forehead.
Cao Jianjia covered her forehead with an aggrieved look on her face, and her big eyes looked like they were about to burst into tears. It really made Chen Fan feel guilty.
Because Cao Jianjia couldn't get up, Chen Fan had to help her sit up and let her lean in his arms before giving her medicine. However, it was inevitable that their bodies would touch each other. Cao Jianjia's face turned red. This atmosphere
It has also become a bit ambiguous. Cao Jianjia is naturally charming, which she also hates, and she usually works hard to control it.
But now her cultivation is almost completely useless. This is something she wants to control but cannot control. Cao Jianjia rolled her eyes and frowned and said, "What did you put in this medicine? It's so bitter. You can't let it go."
Would you like some sweets?”
"Bah, bah, bah."
"There's even sugar..." Chen Fan's eyebrows twitched wildly, "Where can I get you some sugar here? You'll just drink it."
Cao Jianjia stuck out her tongue, feeling aggrieved in every possible way, but she still finished the drink honestly.
Chen Fan finally discovered that this eldest lady had an aggressive temper, and she could not be at peace even if she was injured like this. Chen Fan finally waited for her to drink, helped her to sleep, and hurried out, then closed the door, behind Chen Fan
Sweating all over.
Staying with a naturally charming woman is indeed the greatest test for a man. Chen Fan shook his head.
Watching Chen Fan leave the room, Cao Jianjia looked at it for a while, chuckled, and shook his head gently.