Chapter 770 So, what is regret?
"And Junior Brother Li Bayuan was seriously injured, and Futang Hall Master Dong Feng died on the spot!"
He cried out in shock, and the joy on his face froze instantly and turned into a haze.
This news was like a bolt from the blue, shattering all the joy in his heart.
Feitianmen has indeed been peaceful for too long.
So long that they have forgotten how long it has been, and no one dares to make a move on their heads.
But, following this, there is an unspeakable pain and regret.
"If only I could break through earlier, when my father died, I was away and didn't see him for the last time."
Recalling the past, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
Every time he thought of not being able to see his father for the last time, the regret was like a blunt knife, slowly cutting in his heart, making it difficult for him to let go.
"And now, the sect has suffered a great disaster, and it is the time when I am needed, and I am also helpless."
He murmured in a low voice, his voice full of powerlessness.
The vast Danxia outside Feitianmen, with clouds rolling and unrolling, looks just like when he was a child.
But the beautiful scenery has become dim in his eyes at this moment.
The scenery that once made him proud and yearning is now just an illusion, unable to fill the emptiness in his heart.
What is Wang Dong's regret?
It was that he was a talented boy in his youth, but his life was up and down in his middle age, and he gradually became like everyone else.
When he was old and couldn't break through, he suddenly had an epiphany. After breaking through to the real person, he wanted to show off in front of his father like he did in his childhood.
But his biological father was gone, and there was no place to tell the story of the separation of Yin and Yang.
When he was teaching Dong Feng, he saw the sun rise and set in Feitianmen after tens of thousands of days of setting.
Or he longed to break through one day earlier.
Then he killed the foreign enemy, but the sky didn't give him such an opportunity.
It was the cold reality.
None of them.
Perhaps, the real regret should be
the untimely death of the swordsman Dong Feng in Fu Zhong.
It was the wailing of seeing the junior brother Li Bayuan who grew up with him since childhood and was seriously injured.
It was hatred that led to his lateness, and he secretly felt sad.
Or it could be the foreseeable ending of cultivating immortals.
On this difficult road of cultivation, how to finish this life was full of thoughts.
On the other side.
Ye Yang took the seriously injured Li Bayuan back to the quiet room of Feitianmen to recuperate.
He was anxious all the way.
He was afraid that if he was not careful, some big twists and turns would cause this junior brother who grew up with him to lose his life.
Along the way, he did not dare to move too fast, and could only wrap Li Bayuan with the mana of the real person realm to help him recover from his injuries.
After a while, Ye Yang saw the environment of Feitianmen in front of him, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
The next moment.
He walked into the quiet room, and then carefully placed Li Bayuan on the jade bed.
He immediately began to treat him.
At this moment.
A warm light flowed out from his hands, slowly penetrating into Li Bayuan's body, repairing the damaged meridians and internal organs.
As the treatment progressed, Ye Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Li Bayuan was seriously injured and dying.
But at this moment, under the restoration of the power of the Dharma Real Person.
Li Bayuan's vitality is gradually recovering.
This made Ye Yang's hanging heart finally let go of some of his guard.
However, Ye Yang knew that this was just the beginning.
Li Bayuan's injuries were not only physical.
More importantly, his internal organs were severely damaged when he fought with the Blood Cloud Demon Lord.
He was also anxious when he saw the new generation of genius of the sect, Dong Feng, die in front of him and was unable to save his life.
In other words.
If it weren't for his extraordinary talent since childhood and his strong physical fitness, far beyond ordinary people, I'm afraid he would have died in the ruins long ago.
Time passed little by little, and Ye Yang tried his best to treat him.
In the quiet room, you could hear a pin drop, and only the sound of the two people's breathing could be heard.
Ye Yang waited until a day later.
As Li Bayuan's breath gradually stabilized and he was no longer worried about life and death, Ye Yang's heart calmed down.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and finally a trace of relief appeared on his face.
"Brother... It's my fault. I didn't guard Tao'an Market well."
Ye Yang listened to Li Bayuan's intermittent words, and the grief in his heart surged like a tide.
At this moment, Li Bayuan was in a coma, and he still didn't let go of Dong Feng, and his voice was weak.
Facing Li Bayuan's self-blame, Ye Yang's heart was even more mixed.
There was both sadness for the death of his disciple and deep pity for his junior brother.
"Junior brother."
Although Ye Yang's voice was a little tired.
"It's not your fault. No one can predict the future changes."
"The most important thing now is that you rest and recuperate first. When you recover, we will go to avenge him."
In a trance, Ye Yang thought of the scene when he was still a disciple of Tongqi and saw Dong Li, the honest man.
He fulfilled the other party's wish and introduced his son to Feitianmen and embarked on the road of cultivation.
But the road of cultivation was full of withered bones, and the other party also lost his life because of it.
I don’t know if Dong Li would feel regret if they met in the underworld.
Li Bayuan was still chattering and blaming himself in his coma.
After a while, he passed out.
…
Ye Yang put his hand on Li Bayuan’s chest again and increased the output of his magic power.
Hopefully his injury can be stabilized sooner.
As time passed, Li Bayuan's breath finally became calmer, and his complexion also improved a little.
Ye Yang felt a little relieved when he saw this.
He knew that Li Bayuan's life was not in danger for the time being.
But a complete recovery will require careful care over a long period of time.
"Junior brother, have a good rest."
After calling a few maids to take care of Li Bayuan, Ye Yang just walked out of the quiet room.
What happened this time gave Ye Yang a wake-up call.
No matter when, all kinds of preparations must be made, especially now that the Feitian Sect's sphere of influence is getting larger and larger.
No matter where it is, it needs strong protection.
Ye Yang walked out of the quiet room and awakened the flower ghost sleeping in the special spiritual cage.
It was the strange monster that he conquered in the spiritual illusion realm not long ago.
"Sir, you finally came to see me! I thought you had forgotten me and were trying to escape."
It wasn't afraid at all.
The flower ghost has a graceful figure, and the human face on the petals is like a spring flower. At this moment, it is buried by Ye Yang next to the root of the Nine-leaf Tianxiang Fruit.
It took a deep breath of spiritual energy and seemed to sense the wonderful scent of the Nine-leaf Tianxiang Fruit. It stretched out a pair of tongues and licked the corners of its mouth excitedly.
"It looks like a genius treasure at first glance. If it had been before, Gao Lu would have swallowed it, chewed it up and eaten it."
This Nine-leaf Tian'an Fragrant Fruit has been in Feitianmen for more than a hundred years without knowing it, but its growth rate is too slow.
Even the Feitian Sect uses a lot of essence and energy to cultivate.
Only three leaves grew.
At this moment, the flower ghost's body is covered with flowers, and there is a smart face. As the eyes move, the power of illusion is faintly surging.
She moved the branches and showed a hint of emotion.
"I really didn't expect that there are a lot of good things here. In addition to the Nine-leaf Tianxiang Fruit, there is also a Rainbow Spirit Tree that has been extinct for many years."
"Even this mountain of pomegranate groves is full of spiritual energy and full of juice."
"If I hadn't always wanted to see what that two-legged sheep was, I would have lived here for a long time."
"Sir, what on earth am I, a two-legged sheep?"
Ye Yang couldn't bear to hit him, and then said.
"Huagui, do you still remember the agreement between you and me? Help me guard the territory for thirty years, and then let you go free. Now you come with me."
Ye Yang's tone was calm, but there was no room for doubt, and then he left the sect with Hua Gui.
After calling the Sun Flying Turtle, the two of them rushed to the Chiyue Mountains like lightning.
Nowadays, the Chiyue Mountain Range has developed extremely well under the cooperation of Feitian Sect and several sects.
The Chiyue Mountains are like a giant winding dragon on the earth, with jagged rocks.
The red rock soil seems to be soaked in blood, showing a strange and gorgeous beauty in the sunlight. The spiritual power in the mountain is mixed and turbulent, and ordinary people dare not set foot in it easily.
The once desolate mountains are now green and full of spiritual energy, attracting many monks to settle here.
At this moment, the mountains are full of casual cultivators who come to seek a living. (End of chapter)