Travel through the heavens

Ye Ruoyi immediately bowed and said softly, "Thank you, Senior Fang. Being able to be no different from an ordinary person is what I longed for. I am very satisfied."

Sikong Changfeng also nodded in agreement: "For more than ten years, countless famous doctors in the world have been helpless against Miss Ye's physical symptoms. Brother Fang has done a great deed by making her like a normal person."

Fang Muye smiled and immediately stretched out a finger. Just as he was about to pass a strand of true energy to Ye Ruoyi, he suddenly had an idea and the strand of true energy that had already reached his fingertips retreated back to his dantian.

After a little thought, Fang Muye closed his eyes, pointed his right hand fingers to the sky, placed his left palm upward on his abdomen, and looked inward. In an instant, his soul entered the small world and saw the scene inside.

But in the flesh and blood all over his body, there were gleaming and shining colorful halos, magical and mysterious, containing unfathomable energy, which was the mysterious thing obtained from the seven-colored portal.

Fang Muye's soul moved towards one of the halos, and then mobilized the blood and energy in his body, trying to force the colorful halo out of his flesh and blood. However, even though the blood and energy in his body were agitated to the extreme, the colorful halo still did not move at all.

Fang Muye immediately circulated the internal Qi again, transforming it into two streams of Yin and Yang Qi beside the colorful halo, which rapidly rotated in the image of the Tai Chi Yin and Yang fish. Suddenly, an extremely strong suction force was generated, trying to suck the colorful halo out of his flesh and blood.

It's just that the speed of the rotation of the Yin and Yang Qi has reached its limit, but it still hasn't absorbed even a tiny bit of the colorful halo.

After trying both methods, neither worked. When Fang Muye was thinking about how to drive the colorful halo, a colorful charm suddenly flashed above his soul. Suddenly, a trace of colorful object flew out from the flesh and blood, as joyful as a young swallow returning to its nest, and arrived beside the soul, circling and spinning continuously.

At this moment, Fang Muye understood instantly that this strand of mysterious colorful object could be controlled at will by his soul. His soul immediately carried this strand of colorful mysterious object through the veins and came to the fingertips of his right hand.

In the outside world, Sikong Changfeng and others saw that Fang Muye’s finger was about to point at Ye Ruoyi, but he suddenly stopped and then closed his eyes.

Several people were puzzled when they suddenly heard bursts of sounds coming from Fang Muye's body, like a rushing river, the roar of a dragon or a tiger, and like thunder. Then they felt that his body had turned into a fiercely burning furnace, so hot that they had to step back to avoid the steaming heat.

After a while, the sound stopped and the heat dissipated. Just as they were about to breathe a sigh of relief, they did not expect that a mist suddenly rose up around Fang Muye's body, generating an irresistible force that pushed all the people and the tables and chairs in the hall back more than two meters away.

Everyone was shocked by this change.

After a while, the mist retreated back into Fang Muye's body. Then, from his fingertips pointing to the sky, a mysterious and extraordinary colorful object gradually emerged. It was short, tiny, and vivid.

This colorful thing is like real energy but not real energy, like water but not water, like silk but not silk. It is indescribable, and its shape and quality are all determined by one’s imagination.

And the moment this colorful object appeared, something strange happened.

In the distant Cangshan Mountain, there were sudden roars of tigers and howls of wolves. All the birds and beasts became anxious, and even the fish in the river jumped out of the water.

In the peaceful Snow Moon City, dogs suddenly ran and chickens barked, and all the animals were no longer at peace.

And all the spiritual weapons in this world, whether it was Li Hanyi's Iron Horse and Ice River on Cangshan Mountain, or Lei Wujie's Listening to the Rain Sword in Changfeng Palace, all began to shake violently and make a chanting sound.

On the top of Cangshan Mountain, Li Hanyi, who was in seclusion, suddenly opened his eyes. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He immediately grabbed his iron horse and jumped up, flying down the mountain.

In Luoxia Palace, Yin Luoxia, who was teaching Luo Mingxuan a lesson, suddenly turned her head to look in the direction of Changfeng Palace, frowned slightly, then left Luo Mingxuan behind and ran away quickly.

In the Changfeng Hall, Sikong Changfeng looked at Fang Muye solemnly, and then looked at the colorful object. He was at the highest level and could feel the mystery of the colorful object the most. He was shocked beyond words: "Is this the Mysterious Realm of Divine Wandering? Is this colorful object the true energy of Brother Fang?"

At this moment, Fang Muye opened his eyes, and without any movement, his body was in front of Ye Ruoyi in an instant.

Fang Muye pointed a finger at Ye Ruoyi's brow, and the colorful substance immediately entered her body and traveled to her heart.

As the colorful object entered Ye Ruoyi's body, the shaking and humming of all the weapons immediately stopped, and all the animals in Cangshan Mountain and Xueyue City gradually calmed down.

Sikong Changfeng looked solemn and warned in a deep voice: "Miss Ye, this strand of true energy that Brother Fang gave you is extremely precious, you must cherish it."

Ye Ruoyi said softly, "Yes, Lord Sikong, I appreciate it." Then she turned to Fang Muye and bowed, "Ye Ruoyi thanks Senior Fang for saving my life."

In fact, both Sikong Changfeng and Ye Ruoyi underestimated this "thread of true energy". Fang Muye could sense that the colorful object entered Ye Ruoyi's heart meridian and was perfectly integrated into it, and Ye Ruoyi could not interfere at all.

And with the integration of colorful objects, it seemed that a magical change began to happen quietly. Perhaps after a period of time, it would really be able to regenerate fortune and complete Ye Ruoyi's heart meridian.

But these were not something that could be told to outsiders. Fang Muye smiled and said, "Miss Ye, it's better to thank Wujie. He asked me to treat you."

Silly disciple, your master can only help you so far.

Hearing this, Sikong Changfeng smiled knowingly, while Tang Lian and Xiao Se exchanged glances silently.

Ye Ruoyi turned and looked at Lei Wujie, smiling faintly: "Thank you, Mr. Lei."

Lei Wujie's face immediately turned red, he scratched his head and murmured, "Miss Ruoyi, you are too polite."

Sikong Changfeng looked outside the palace and suddenly said, "They are here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Luoxia, dressed in pink, walked into the Changfeng Palace.

Yin Luoxia looked at the people in the hall and asked Sikong Changfeng, "Third City Lord, what happened here just now?"

Sikong Changfeng smiled and said, "Why not wait until Han Yi arrives?"

A moment later, a white figure appeared in the hall like a fleeting shadow. It was the Snow Moon Sword Immortal Li Hanyi.

Li Hanyi held a long sword in her hand, and her pretty face without a mask was covered with frost. She glanced at the few people coldly and said, "Just now, when I was on Cangshan Mountain, I suddenly sensed a mysterious aura here, which caused the birds and beasts on the mountain to flee in all directions, and my iron horse Binghe was also shaking and humming. What happened?"

Sikong Changfeng laughed out loud and said, "Nothing wrong, nothing wrong, it's just that Brother Fang was treating Miss Ye just now and made a little noise."

Hearing this, Li Hanyi and Yin Luoxia immediately looked towards Fang Muye with sharp eyes.