Feng Ruotan used a jade box to fetch some water from the pool and feed the old man.●⌒,

"Senior Xiao, are you better?" Feng Ruotan said with concern.

"It's much better." Xiao Jianshan took a big sip of water and said with a wry smile, "Are you my disciple's friend?"

"That's right!" Feng Ruotan laughed, "At the lowest point in Feng Ruotan, he is a member of the Feng clan, and he is a brother of life and death with Brother Zhang."

After pausing, Feng Ruotan added: "Oh by the way! Senior Xiao, my sister is also practicing Taoism on your Penglai Immortal Island."

"Your sister? You just said you are from the Wind Clan?" Xiao Jianshan's brow moved slightly, and he suddenly realized, "You... are your younger brothers of Senior Sister Ruolan?"

"That's right! My name is Feng Ruotan, and my sister is Feng Ruolan. She is my real sister." Feng Ruotan added.

"Haha!" Xiao Jianshan smiled when he heard this, "No wonder, no wonder I woke up and saw you, and I felt a sense of intimacy. And I always thought that I had seen you somewhere before. It turns out that your appearance is indeed somewhat similar to my senior sister Ruolan."

"I'm laughing, senior." Feng Ruotan smiled, "Senior Xiao, wait a moment, Brother Zhang should arrive soon..."

As soon as this was finished, when the wind sounded, a afterimage fell from the sky and suddenly landed beside the two of them.

"Master!"

As soon as it fell, Zhang Zichen shouted.

Xiao Jianshan looked kind-hearted, looked up at Zhang Zichen, and cursed softly: "Zichen, what's wrong? Why are you anxious? I'm not dead again!"

"It's not a master, I'm so happy!" Zhang Zichen quickly knelt in front of Xiao Jianshan, hoping to hug him, "Master, you're fine, it's really great!"

But after this surprise, Zhang Zichen discovered an abnormality.

He found that Xiao Jianshan's appearance had changed a little.

Compared to the past, Xiao Jianshan seemed to have become more than teenagers and twenty in an instant, and wrinkles appeared on his face.

At this moment, Zhang Zichen suddenly realized that he seemed to understand something: "Master, your appearance...you...have you...been so much older, is it because of the side effects of using this emperor's power?"

"Yeah!" Xiao Jianshan nodded slightly and said, "I use the body of the Holy Lord's early realm to endure the destruction of the emperor's power. Many vitality in my body have been cut off, so people will naturally grow old. Besides, I just fell into a few levels of realm and died without exploding my body. It is not easy."

"Have you lost the realm?" Zhang Zichen was stunned, hurriedly took Xiao Jianshan's hand, stumbled his spiritual sense into his body, and checked it carefully.

It would be fine if I didn't check it. After checking, Zhang Zichen immediately squatted on the ground powerlessly. His eyes were confused and he stuttered: "Master...you...have you...fallen to the late stage of Daluo Jinxian?"

It's true that Xiao Jianshan's current realm belongs to the late stage of Daluo Jinxian.

This means that the side effects brought by the power of the emperor caused Xiao Jianshan, who was originally at the early stage of the Holy Lord, to fall to several levels at once.

This made Zhang Zichen unacceptable.

Suddenly, Zhang Zichen's eyes turned red and he slapped himself more than a dozen times in the face: "Master! I'm sorry! It's all my fault! It's me that I'm greedy! I shouldn't have snatched that super elixir! Otherwise, Sister Lu wouldn't die, and you wouldn't use the power of the emperor, and your cultivation wouldn't have fallen to this point now!"

Zhang Zichen was very strong. After more than a dozen slaps in the face, his face turned red and blood was left on the corner of his mouth.

He was so blaming himself.

Xiao Jianshan quickly grabbed Zhang Zichen's hands and smiled kindly: "Zichen, what are you doing?"

"Master, let me beat myself to death! It's all my fault!" Zhang Zichen's eyes couldn't stop crying, "I was the one who harmed you!"

"Oh!" Suddenly, Xiao Jianshan sighed, "Zi Chen, although your fate is short, you are my disciples, and you are also the hope of the future of Penglai Immortal Island. I am willing to use the power of the emperor to save you, and you must blame yourself."

Xiao Jianshan smiled and said, "Besides, I have only dropped a few levels and the person has not died. As the saying goes, I will stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood. Can't I still practice well in the future?"

If it were the past, Zhang Zichen might be ignorant and believe what Xiao Jianshan said.

However, Zhang Zichen is no longer a child, and he also knows many people from the demon clan.

Among them, Wu Luo and Chi Leitian are two more familiar people Zhang Zichen is.

Needless to say, Chi Lei Tian fell from the realm of the Holy Lord to the late stage of the Daluo Jinxian, which is better.

But Wu Luo was even worse. He directly descended from the realm of the Holy Lord to the initial stage of practicing Taoism.

Wu Luo's cultivation was almost completely abolished. When he was in the Earth World, Wu Luo was not even a match for human monks.

After six or seven thousand years, Wu Luo and Chi Leitian's cultivation level remained in place without further ado.

Even though they took a lot of elixirs and thought of many ways, their cultivation still did not move forward.

What does this mean?

This shows that the state of falling is not so easy to practice.

Xiao Jianshan said this just to make Zhang Zichen less blameless.

But Zhang Zichen, who knew the truth, was even more painful. He said in a crying voice: "Master, I'm sorry for you! I know that if a monk's cultivation level drops, it will be very difficult for them to improve, and it is almost impossible! All of this is my fault!"

"Who said it's impossible?" Xiao Jianshan snorted coldly, "Zi Chen, you have to believe that there are miracles in this world, do you know? Didn't I just say it? I will stay with the green mountains without worrying about no firewood. Even if my cultivation level drops, it's nothing. Sooner or later, your master, I will be another hero!"

Zhang Zichen wanted to say something.

But suddenly, Feng Ruotan interrupted: "Yes, Brother Zhang, I will keep the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood. Senior Xiao is right! Besides, if you have fallen your cultivation level, it is not impossible to continue practicing."

"Oh? What's the solution?" Zhang Zichen was most concerned about.

"Uh..." Feng Ruotan glanced at Xiao Jianshan and said honestly, "I saw it in our Feng family's ancient book that the ancient gods Nuwa clan had a strange medicine that could break this curse."

"Nuwa clan?" Zhang Zichen suddenly wiped the tears in his eyes and said excitedly, "Are you really saying it?"

"It's true!" Feng Ruotan nodded, but then his expression was a little dim, "But...but..."

But after a long time, Feng Ruotan couldn't tell what was going on.

Zhang Zichen was anxious and asked, "Ruotan, you said it! Did you say it?"

Feng Ruotan glanced at Xiao Jianshan again and said nothing.
Chapter completed!