Looking at the sword that was cut down in the air, Chang Right only regarded it as Xue Yun's dying struggle. Because from his point of view, this sword is already a sword that is not divided between friend and foe, and it is also a sword that he will cut down.

But the next moment, Chang You, who was frantically absorbing Xue Yun's power, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his face began to change drastically.

At first, as his eyes widened, his expression gradually revealed disbelief. But in an instant, the look turned into pleading and submission. Until the end, Changyou's expression turned into reverence and fanaticism!

He let go of Xue Yun, closed his eyes, and greeted the golden flying sword as if he was greeted with supreme glory, allowing the flying sword to cut it in half and fall.

And this sword did not stop after killing Changyou, and continued to slash at Xue Yun in the air. But the moment he touched Xue Yun's body, it passed through directly as if he had touched something invisible, and then gradually dissipated, and finally turned into a little golden mangs and merged into Xue Yun's body.

When all the golden light entered Xue Yun's body, Xue Yun only felt a strong and incomparably drowsy suddenly attack, and he fell backwards in a spun manner, unconscious.

But before Xue Yun's consciousness disappeared, he still felt for a moment that the giant mountain summoned by Changyou before was gradually collapsing, and the space where he was located was constantly collapsing, as if the wind and clouds were changing, and the heaven and earth were reversed.

......

After more than ten days, Xue Yun finally woke up from his coma. Around him, familiar faces looked worried and tired, obviously worried about his safety, and had never left these days.

Xue Yun reluctantly smiled and wanted to stand up, but just as his body moved, a sharp pain suddenly hit his abdomen, causing Xue Yun to lie down again immediately under the pain, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead in an instant. The other monks who had seen Xue Yun wake up and finally showed a smiling face all changed their faces and gasped.

Mo Xueqiu stepped forward, swept his divine sense, and whispered to Xue Yun: "You are seriously injured and have not recovered, so don't be in a hurry to move." Although I don't know what you have experienced in that long right space, if it weren't for your physical strength and tenacious consciousness, I am afraid that your meridians would have been broken long ago. Yuan Ying collapsed and died. ”

Hearing this, even Xue Yun couldn't help but feel a little afraid, but thinking of the Imperial Dao Sword that he finally comprehended, although it had the disadvantage of using almost all of its strength and never using it as a last resort, it was an incomparably powerful life-saving means after all, so this life-and-death struggle was not without gain.

Moreover, after this battle, Changyou has been completely destroyed, in other words, in this human realm, Xue Yun is almost already a smooth road. There is no one who can stop its progress. Although it is still very easy for the late-stage cultivators of the god transformation to kill him, most of the late-stage god-transforming beings in the human world rarely make a move as the ancestors of the sect's forces, and they basically just stand at the peak to contain each other, so they will not cause him any harm.

However, as Mo Xueqiu said, the severity of Xue Yun's injuries this time can be said to be unprecedented, so if he doesn't spend more than ten years recuperating, let alone recovering his peak strength. Even normal meditation and cultivation will be greatly affected.

"Uncle Shi, I don't know if I should ask a question?" Xue Yun lay on the couch. Looking at Mo Xueqiu who was standing at the head of the bed, he still asked after a moment of silence.

Mo Blood Feud was stunned at first when he heard this, but then nodded solemnly, and with a wave of his right hand, he retreated the rest of the monks, leaving only him and Xue Yunhou in the room and said with a wry smile: "Isn't the senior nephew also aware of it?"

Hearing this, Xue Yun sighed lightly and said, "Ever since I condensed the Dao Fruit, I have had a sense of the abnormal aura of other people, and I found out that Changyou was also because I sensed his malice towards me. As for Uncle Shi, I can sense that Uncle Shi is clearly suppressing cultivation, but he is about to be unable to suppress it. It might be fine if you have been in retreat, but before Uncle Shi took action to maintain the shield, he couldn't suppress the cultivation with all his might. In this way, it is even more impossible to suppress, and I am afraid that it will not be long before I have to soar. ”

"I didn't even tell Qingge and Jianyi about this, but since you saw it, I won't hide it. In the battle with the incarnation of the absolute spirit that day, I used the secret technique to suck out the essence of her whole body, and at that time, I had a feeling that my cultivation was about to involuntarily break through the advanced introduction of the gods, but at that time, Jianshan couldn't do without me, so I could only suppress my cultivation so far...... But as you said, this kind of suppression is about to be uncontrollable, and I think that I have been in the past few years, although I can conceal my ascension and claim that I am just in retreat, but I can imagine that I will be seen by other sects in a few decades at most. ”

Mo Xueqiu looked at Xue Yun, took a deep breath and said everything calmly, but Mo Xueqiu, who had always acted dissolutely, had a trace of sadness on his face for some reason after saying these words, and even in Xue Yun's feelings, Mo Xueqiu's words were as if he was lonely.

"Similar to you, I also got the immortal inheritance, and after entering the Sword Mountain back then, I received a lot of help from Senior Brother Duan, plus some of my own chance creation, which is why I have today's cultivation. But unlike Senior Brother who handed over Sword Mountain to me before his ascension, you are still just a child in my opinion, although your cultivation is not bad, but it is still too difficult to lead a sect after all. If it were possible, I really don't want to put such a burden on you. ”

Mo Xueqiu's expression softened, and he said after smiling apologetically and helplessly at Xue Yun. Xue Yun, who heard this, was moved and had mixed feelings, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Take care of your wounds, and the day you heal will be when I will ascend. At that time, you, Mu Yilan, and Yunxin's girl will come to observe my ascension tribulation, and I think there will be some insight and help. And you don't have to worry too much after my ascension, the two junior disciples of Jian Yi and Qingge will naturally be able to hide it for as long as possible, plus Mu Yilan's observation of my ascension tribulation is also a transaction between me and Mu Yingjiao, plus the previous friendship, even if Jian Shan encounters any hardships in the future, there will be Tianhu Valley to help one or two. And with the relationship between you and Huamen, although Huamen has now become the first sect, it should not be overly suppressed on my Sword Mountain, in this era of the decline of the demon clan, even if there is no late stage monk of the Transformation God in charge, my Sword Mountain will still be one of the three major sects, and when you grow up in the future, my Sword Mountain will definitely return to the top. ”

After speaking again, Mo Xueqiu's figure disappeared in a flash and disappeared into the room, as if he didn't want to reflect his lonely back into Xue Yun's eyes...... (To be continued.) )