One month later, in the Eastern Barren Territory, on Book Mountain.
In the other courtyard, Hua Jieyu was lying quietly on the bed, and an old man was checking her injuries. The old man was filled with emerald green light, and the breath of life was extremely strong.
Behind the old man, there is another beautiful woman, who is Huang, a disciple of the Most Holy Dao Palace.
After the battle of the Holy Tao Palace, the barren state was in turmoil, and then the forces of all parties were rectified, and the Taoist Palace also needed time to rectify and calm down. Ye Futian and the others returned to the mountain of books in the eastern barren land.
Huang asked her teacher to come out of the mountain first to the Dao Palace to treat Dou Zhan's injuries, and then came here.
Ye Futian, Hua Fengliu, and Nandou Wenyin all stood on one side, looking at the old man nervously.
After a long time, the emerald green light on the old man subsided, he turned his head and looked at Ye Futian and said: "Her mental power was overloaded to fight, and she used power that did not belong to her. Fortunately, she has a magic weapon to protect her mental power, and what you said The person possessing her body should have kept her hand, so that her spirit and will were not completely collapsed. Huang had given her medicine pills before, and I will also restore her damaged spirit power in the past few days, so that she will not die worry, but she may experience a period of deep sleep, and it is unknown when she will wake up."
"Thank you, senior." Ye Futian said softly. He has been worried these days. Now that there is an immortal old man, he is relieved. As long as Xieyu is fine, he will wait no matter how long he sleeps.
"Let's go, don't disturb her." The immortal old man stepped up and walked out of the room, and everyone followed him. There were also many people outside, including Gu Dongliu, Zhuge Mingyue, Yu Sheng, Ye Wuchen, Yi Xiaoshi and many others. , are now on the mountain of books.
"How is it?" Zhuge Mingyue asked.
"Senior said that Jieyu will be fine, but he may fall asleep for a while." Ye Futian said.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. If something happened to Hua Jieyu, Ye Futian would probably fall into self-blame and guilt first. As for the position of the master of the Dao Palace, it would be impossible.
"It will all pass." Zhuge Mingyue said softly.
"Yeah." Ye Futian nodded, then smiled and said: "What are you all doing sullenly, isn't there good news?"
Everyone smiles wryly, this is self-comforting.
"Junior Brother." At this moment, two figures approached, Ye Futian raised his head and saw Senior Brother and Fairy Wangyue coming here together.
"Look who's here." The Sword Saint said with a smile, Ye Futian looked behind the Sword Saint, and saw Xue Ye, Luo Fan, and Youxi. In addition, Youxi was holding a baby in his arms.
"Fourth senior brother, fourth senior sister-in-law." Ye Futian walked forward with a smile, looking at the baby girl in Youxi's arms, the little guy had big eyes, looked at Ye Futian, and was not afraid of life at all.
"Here." Youxi handed the child to Ye Futian, Ye Futian held it in his arms, and said with a smile: "Does the little girl think that the uncle is good-looking so she keeps looking at it?"
Everyone around laughed, and Xue Ye said: "Although there is a little difference with her father, the uncle's appearance is indeed not bad."
"Brother, show some face." Ye Futian glanced at Xue Ye: "As a senior uncle, I don't even know what the little girl's name is."
"Snow Grass, let's call it Xiaocao." Xue Ye said with a smile.
"Grass." Ye Futian murmured, "Is it from the thatched cottage?"
"Well, if there is a younger brother in the future, it will be called Xuetang." Xue Ye smiled and nodded.
Ye Futian looked at the baby girl in his arms, and felt his eyes were a little sour. He lowered his head slightly, kissed Snow Grass on the forehead, and said with a smile, "I didn't even prepare for the meeting ceremony for my uncle."
"Then I owe it. When Xiaocao grows up, she will ask her uncle herself." You Xi laughed.
"Okay, sister-in-law, help Xiaocao remember." Ye Futian nodded, then looked at Dao Sheng and Mochiyue Fairy and said, "Elder brother, when will you and Fairy get married, and third senior brother and second senior sister, you are all As senior brothers and sisters, you can't fall behind too much."
Sword Saint glanced at everyone, Beitang Xing'er and Yi Xiaoshi were also there, and the thatched cottage disciples were all here.
"The teacher is still missing." The sword master looked into the distance.
Ye Futian was helpless, the big brother was stubborn.
"Don't tease Senior Sister, but you reconcile with Xieyu, it seems that you are the first to fall in love." Zhuge Mingyue looked at Ye Futian and said.
Ye Futian handed Xiaocao back to Youxi, but he couldn't help but recall the scene when he was young in his mind.
It has been more than ten years.
Ye Futian smiled. He closed his eyes, glanced at the sky, and then turned his head to look at Hua Fengliu and Nan Dou Wenyin.
"Teacher, mistress, I want to marry Xie Yu, I beg my teacher and mistress to help me." Yep; ""
Ye Futian looked at him speechlessly. Is this the purpose of him persuading himself to become the master of the Dao Palace?
The Taoist palace and temple, the place where the holy way is passed on, no one in the barren state wants to enter.
Now, if he becomes the lord of the Dao Palace, he will have the right to make decisions.
Ye Futian didn't respond, Xu Que shrugged speechlessly: "It seems that I said it's useless, but it doesn't matter, some old guys will call you in a few days."
"How many years until the next orthodox battle?" Ye Futian asked suddenly.
Knowing Shengya's debt, he will never forget it.
"Once every twenty years, there is not even ten years until the next one." Xu Que said, "In the last session, many people on the Huangtian list were not sure, and they didn't even dare to participate too much, mainly people from the other eight states , Palace Master Chunyang was severely injured in that battle."
"It's really short." Ye Futian murmured, no wonder the Taoist Palace is so eager to become a saint. In such a short period of time, it is difficult for even Bai Luli to step into the peak level of a sage, let alone a prince like him.