771: C771 End-of-life

C771 End-of-life

Faang Ruolan wiped away her tears and stood between Faang Dao and me. Her meaning was very obvious.

I couldn't help but sigh, thinking that she still couldn't achieve the realm of kinship in the end. However, it might be a good thing to cut off all connections she had with the Fang family this time.

Faang Dao's urging voice came into my ears from time to time. I waved my hand and asked someone to untie him.

As the iron rope fell to the ground, the Fang family's servant immediately went forward to support Faang Dao, who was feeling weak all over.

I put my arm around Faang Ruolan's shoulder and patted her gently to comfort her.

After that, I glared at Faang Dao and said, "This is for Ruolan's sake. In the future, Ruolan will no longer be a member of your Fang Family. If you continue to stubbornly ignore her the next time we meet, I will definitely not forgive you."

When these words came out, quite a few people from the Li Family spoke out to advise me.

"Crown Prince, you can't do this. Abolishing Faang Dao is the best way."

"This is undoubtedly releasing the tiger back into the mountain."

"Crown Prince, think twice."

"Let him go!" I shook my head. For Faang Ruolan, my attitude was resolute.

Faang Dao slowed his facial expression and sneered, "Lee Shaobai, just you wait."

With that, the Fang family servants escorted Faang Dao away. The hall was filled with sighs of regret.

I pressed my hands down and loosened my frown, explaining, "Although Faang Dao is gone, his problem has not been solved and there isn't much time left. If he can open the reverse circulation of his meridians, then it would be considered good luck, but if he doesn't have enough time or he fails to do so, then he will be a cripple."

Looking at the direction in which Faang Dao left, I knew clearly in my heart that he would not give up at all.

As the renowned Holy Son, Faang Dao had always held a high position of authority. Among the younger generation members of Three Great Families, other than Ye Wudao, no one else would be his match.

As for me, I have always been under his control.

But today, Faang Dao suffered such humiliation. He was always proud and arrogant, so how could he allow others to trample on his dignity? How could he give up so easily?

Shifting my gaze away and looking at the side of Faang Ruolan's face, I felt an inexplicable pain in my heart. I never thought that this pair of siblings would end up like this.

However, from a different perspective, this way it would be beneficial to me. The next time we fight, I don't have to worry about other factors.

"..."

On the day that Faang Dao returned, the Fang family was furious and issued several statements denouncing Li Family.

However, against a lackey like Faang Dao, no one had any objections, nor did anyone care about the Fang family's anger. These statements were completely useless.

After being enraged, the Fang family no longer made any movements. Our Luo Clan seemed to have seen our attitude as well. They appeared to be extremely calm, as calm as the eve of a storm.

In the following time, Faang Dao did not receive any news, so I was very curious whether he had been saved or not.

Thus, I connected with Heaven's Eyes No. 9 through the screen to check out the Fang family's situation.

He never would have thought that the Fang family would actually break the circuit for Heaven's Eye No.9. They were unable to connect at all.

"Eh, I can't find out nor receive any news. Looks like I can only wait for the results." I put away my phone and went to Uncle Pojun's secluded forbidden area.

Upon entering the forbidden area, spiritual energy surged in all directions. Uncle Pojun sat cross-legged at the center of the Qi Gathering Formation. He did not absorb any spiritual energy, but instead seemed to be turning himself into an origin point.

I immediately sat outside the array and observed Uncle Pojun's every move.

Uncle Pojun had his eyes closed. His aura was getting stranger and stranger, as if he was blending in with the world's spiritual energy. However, there was still a tiny difference.

Moments later, the surrounding spiritual energy returned to normal. Uncle Pojun opened his eyes and sighed, "Another failure."

I patted my butt and walked over to sit opposite Uncle Pojun. I asked, "Uncle, what is Origin?"

"Origin, it's indescribably wonderful. For example, the reason why you can cultivate it is because of the Origin Energy. Cultivation techniques are a type of Origin Energy, dantian is a type of Origin Energy, and even life is also a type of Origin Energy." Uncle Pojun explained without any stinginess.

I was deep in thought. I pinched my chin and asked again, "Isn't the source obvious?"

"Yes, it is obvious. But to understand the profoundness behind it, how could it be so easy? Only those who have comprehended their own origin can step into the Source Stage. You might not understand all of what I'm saying now, but as long as you step into the Xiantian Full Circle, you will understand. " Uncle Pojun slowly got up, "For me, the Qi in my body has reached the limit of a person. However, you are different. You need to absorb a lot of Qi. Take advantage of the time you have left to work harder."

I nodded and immediately started to circulate my qi, using my Qi Method to absorb Qi.

After the previous compression, his dantian had become empty and his realm had become unusually stable.

At the same time, with Uncle Pojun's guidance, I also have an understanding of the cultivation path of the Upper Sky Realm.

If the Earth Realm was considered outside cultivation, then the Upper Sky Realm was inside cultivation. By continuously absorbing Qi, suppressing and suppressing it until it reached a certain degree of purity, one could expand the Dantian all at once to the peak. The principle was similar to the Earth Realm.

And expanding one's Dantian was nothing more than a breakthrough!

Wisps of spirit energy were absorbed into my dantian and converted into inner Qi. I felt the warm flow of energy in my body, removing all impurities and suppressing them continuously.

When the equivalents reach a large scale, I will suppress them to a qualitative state!

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Faang Ruolan suddenly broke into the forbidden area and shouted, "Out!" Something has happened! "

"Don't be in such a hurry, take your time." I snapped open my eyes.

At that moment, Faang Ruolan's face was filled with grief, and she seemed to be unable to bear it any longer.

"What's going on?" I knew right away that something bad was going to happen. If it wasn't an accident, she wouldn't have done that!

Faang Ruolan bit her lips lightly and choked with sobs, "Your master is old. Ever since he was saved by senior Pojun with me that day, his body became weaker and weaker, and now, he can't hold on any longer. He has always been calling your name, wanting to see you one last time."

My head buzzed and went blank.

By the time I reacted, my heart was in excruciating pain. Without much time to think, I immediately left the forbidden grounds and went straight to the Qianyang Palace.

The west side of Qianyang Palace is where I arranged for the old monk to stay after that day.

The moment I entered, I saw that there were many doctors standing outside, all of them looking depressed and sighing to themselves.

"Not only was this esteemed monk crippled by the Fang family, his meridians were also severely damaged, and he probably took a long time to reach the Li Family."

"Everything is too late. For this level of injury, if we don't treat it soon, it would be impossible."

"The High Monk is the Crown Prince's master. Based on his age, he should be dead by now."

When I heard these words, my eyes reddened, and I rushed into the room. I opened the door and found the old monk lying on the bed, as thin as a bag of bones!

"Positive... Zhengjing, my disciple. " The old monk opened his eyes with much difficulty and saw me standing inside the room with a benevolent expression on my face.

I rushed over and grabbed the old monk's wrinkled hand. "Master, disciple is here."

"Actually... I already knew that you weren't my disciple since long ago, and actually, I didn't have anything taken by you either. All of this was because you resembled him too much, and I wasn't willing to believe it … As for you, you will forever be my, Ren Tu's, disciple. " Tears flowed from the corner of the old monk's eyes. It was as if the sun had risen as his face suddenly flushed red.

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Author's Note: Sorry, too much last night. I'm a bit weak right now.

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