Hua Rong fell into a coma for three days before waking up. He felt that the discomfort in his body had disappeared and he felt a little dazed.
Chu Wanjun had been standing by Hua Rong's side. When she saw him waking up, she immediately shouted to Wei Siyou who had his eyes closed on one side to rest in peace: "Siyou, come on!"
Wei Siyou slowly raised his eyes, with a hint of tiredness in his eyes as he stood up and walked quickly to the bed.
Hua Rong looked sideways and saw that his expression was not good, so he asked in a deep voice: "What did you do?"
"I made a Gu insect to help Master suppress the backlash." Wei Siyou replied calmly and put his hand on Huarong Vein.
After a while, under Chu Wanjun's gaze, Wei Siyou retracted his hand and said, "It's okay."
"That's good." Chu Wanjun breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Hua Rong, "Master is not feeling well, why bother to bear it alone? It scares the disciples to death."
"It's just a backlash from heaven, why worry about it." Hua Rong said calmly and stretched out his hands to support himself.
After lying down for a while, he felt like his body didn't feel like his own.
Raising his hand to pinch his eyebrows, Hua Rong asked in a low voice: "How long have I been lying there?"
"Three days." Chu Wanjun frowned and replied, reaching out to pick up the pillows and stack them behind Hua Rong so that he could lean on them.
"You guys have been staying here for the past three days?" Hua Rong asked while adjusting his posture.
Upon hearing this, Chu Wanjun nodded and said, "Yes."
When Hua Rong heard this, his brows furrowed into a Sichuan shape. He looked at Wei Siyou and said, "You are already weak, go and rest."
"Yes." Wei Siyou raised his eyebrows and nodded.
The experience three days ago really consumed him a lot.
He never left to recover, but stayed here because he was afraid that something strange would happen to Huarong again.
Now that he's awake, he can indeed leave.
After asking the two alchemists outside the hall to stay here in case of emergency, Wei Siyou left quickly.
After Wei Siyou was sent away, Chu Wanjun and Hua Rong were left in the palace.
Huarong closed his eyes slightly and asked, "Why did you come to see me three days ago?"
Chu Wanjun frowned, seeming to be thinking about whether to tell Hua Rong about this.
After just a moment of hesitation, Hua Rong noticed something strange and said, "Say."
A light word, with a deterrent force that cannot be rejected.
Chu Wanjun bit her lower lip and finally made a decision: "Three days ago, when Nanzhou went to find the junior sister, she heard that she had a dream and dreamed of being chased."
Hua Rong opened his eyes and moved slightly, "You suspect..."
"Nanzhou and I are both worried that junior sister is showing signs of recovering her memory."
A trace of worry appeared in Chu Wanjun's eyes. In addition to worrying about Hua Rong in the past three days, what she was most worried about was that Yun Yanchu would regain his memory during this period.
Hua Rong frowned slightly, "The retrospective mirror allowed you all to recover your memories, and it was expected that she would recover."
"Master, is there any way to stop it? I'm afraid that my little junior sister won't be able to bear the memory recovery." Chu Wanjun asked urgently.
Hua Rong lowered her eyes, thinking about the solution in her heart. After pondering for a long time, she uttered two words, "Seal."
"Seal?" Chu Wanjun was stunned.
"Bai Kechen, who is ranked tenth on the Five Continents List, has mastered the art of sealing. He can conceal the truth from the sky and cross the sea. It is not difficult for him to seal the past."
Hua Rong paused for a while when he said this, as if he thought of something, he frowned and said:
"It's just that this person has already lived deep in the Hidden Mountain Sea. There are countless ferocious beasts in the sea, and the sea tribe hiding in the deep sea is even more powerful. Even if you have the ability to enter the Hidden Mountain, you can't invite him out if he is in seclusion."
Hua Rong said, closing her eyes weakly.
If it were in the past, he would have been able to break into the Hidden Mountain alone, and whether Bai Kechen would go into seclusion or not, he would have found the person out, and he would have obediently cast a spell to seal it.
But nowadays, let alone entering Yinshan Mountain, even crossing the sea is probably difficult.
Tightening his hands little by little, Hua Rong only hated himself for living like a waste at this moment, unable to do anything to help him.
"It's because I didn't make plans early that I ended up in this predicament today." Hua Rong said hoarsely, with mixed emotions.
"Master, don't say that. None of us expected that this would happen many years later. No matter how difficult it is to enter the hidden mountain, the disciples have to give it a try." Chu Wanjun put her hand on Hua Rong's sleeve.
"With your strength, going to Yinshan Mountain is tantamount to death. Now I come up with a way, which is much simpler than yours." Hua Rong said.
Chu Wanjun was afraid that Hua Rong would do something stupid, so she immediately said: "Master, you must not be involved in danger."
"I know, it won't happen." Hua Rong smiled, a little helpless.
Even if he wants to take risks now, he doesn't have the ability.
Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, Chu Wanjun nodded and stood up.
"The disciple will go and deal with the enrollment matter first. There is an alchemist outside the hall. If Master feels unwell, please don't hold on any longer and call the alchemist in immediately."
Hua Rong shook his head and waved his hands, pretending to be disgusted: "Why are you acting like an old woman now, nagging like this?"
"Master, I am old and disrespectful." Chu Wanjun snorted and left quickly without arguing with Hua Rong.
When she left, the expression on Hua Rong's face gradually faded.
He raised his hand, and a piece of jade with thunder patterns appeared in his palm. He stared at the jade for a long time without moving.
After an unknown amount of mental construction, Hua Rong reached out and placed his hand on the jade device, and drew a sound transmission spell.
——
Yun Yanchu has been sleeping since that day.
Xuan Li and Feng Chen took turns sending her spiritual power to help Yun Yanchu operate Yueyuan Kung Fu, hoping that she would wake up soon.
Yun Yanchu was currently in a deep sea, his body as light as a soul separated from his body.
Countless invisible bonds entangled her, dragging her little by little into the depths of the sea.
The light on the sea gradually blurred, and so did his consciousness.
Yun Yanchu seemed to have forgotten who he was and what he should do.
I only know that I am sinking little by little, but I can't seem to struggle at all.
My eyelids gradually became heavy, and it became difficult to even open my eyes.
There were waves of vague humming in her ears, seeming to tell her to close her eyes.
But she didn't want to, she seemed to have something to do.
The low moan in the ear gradually came closer, trying to drag it deeper into the deep sea.
"Close your eyes and all this will pass -"
The ethereal whisper penetrates the soul with bewitching power and echoes in the ears.
"As long as you close your eyes, all suffering will turn into nothingness. Close your eyes..."
The confusing sounds continued, but Yun Yanchu suddenly moved his fingers, and his chaotic consciousness gradually awakened.
She suddenly opened her eyes wide, broke away from the ties that were holding her, and a stern look flashed through her clear eyes.
"roll!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Yanchu's body suddenly rushed towards the sea surface. The countless bonds under him that had surged up from the deep sea did not catch up, but slowly pulled back downwards.
In the main hall of Xuefeng, Yun Yanchu suddenly started bleeding from his mouth and nose, and Xuan Li and Feng Chen were so frightened that they did not dare to move anymore.
At this moment, Xiao Hong suddenly came out of the space. Without saying a word, she cut a cut in her palm and fed her own blood into Yun Yanchu's mouth.
The red-gold blood was fed into Yun Yanchu's mouth and slipped from the corner of his mouth, which was particularly dazzling.
"You don't want to die, master, please don't die..." Xiao Hong's pleading cries sounded in the inner hall, her eyes full of helplessness and panic.
The little body was trembling, and tears dripped down onto Yun Yanchu's robe.
Yun Yanchu frowned slightly, and there was no color on his pale face.
"Stop crying, your tears have soaked my clothes." Yun Yanchu's weak voice suddenly sounded.
Slowly opening his eyes, the first thing Yun Yan saw was the little guy whose eyes were red from crying and whose face was covered with tears.
Reaching out to wipe away the tears on its face, Yun Yanchu curled his lips helplessly. This chapter has been completed!