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Chapter 545 The truth of death

"So, is it really going to end..." Bian Que, who was lying on the palace bed, could no longer speak, and could only whisper in his heart, and his eyes gradually became dissipated, and even slowly, he could not see anything.

At this moment, he seemed to be sleeping in the darkness. Although he could not know the root of the last disease, death had already arrived. His body gradually became cold and stiff, and soon his consciousness was about to disappear. But no, death did not come as Bian Que had expected. However, in the world, there are far more terrible things waiting for him.

At one moment, whether it was the thunder that cut through the sky or the gods gave guidance, a white light flashed through Bian Que's dark vision, which immediately woke him up from his deep sleep. He almost opened his eyes, but after his silence slowed down, he saw Xu Fu, wearing a red-patterned black robe, standing by his bed, stretching out a hand, spreading his five fingers and pressing him on his abdomen.

"Master...Master..." Bian Que tried hard to speak, but found that his breath was already very weak and the sound that could be uttered was very low. After Xu Fu found that Bian Que had woken up again, he only glanced at him with a dark red gaze, and said in a deep voice in the face of the doubt on his face.

"Don't talk, lie down." Hearing Xu Fu's words, Bian Que felt a little relieved. Then he listened to Xu Fu's words, lay down obediently and stopped talking. He trusted his master without reservation.

He thought that if he had been on such a critical brink of death, if the master was still stubbornly doing something, he would have been trying to save his last life. Although he felt that his life could no longer be saved, he was still very moved to see his master working so hard, so he didn't say anything and lay quietly.

While speaking, Xu Fu kept focusing on his movements and pressed his hand carefully on Bian Que's chest and abdomen. Then, he blew the beard beside his mouth and began to whisper and whisper and chant a certain spell. With the hand pressed on Bian Que's body, he also began to quickly change the seal and constantly knocked the seal on Bian Que's chest and abdomen.

Then, a green light appeared under Xu Fu's palm and fell on Bian Que's chest and abdomen. An extremely complex green light magic array map was generated. The magic array map was also printed on Bian Que's body, constantly changing patterns, and injecting various strange magic energy into Bian Que's body, deeply controlling Bian Que's already weak internal organs.

The master used magic spells on his body, and it triggered the energy of the magic spells. Bian Que lay quietly on the bed, but soon realized that Xu Fu was trying to save his life in the last time. Although he was about to die, his master still did not give up. But strangely, he seemed to have never seen or heard of the magic spells he used now.

Perhaps it was some kind of spell that had to be used only when he had no choice. Bian Que thought this way, then lay quietly, handing his body and life to the master's hands. Xu Fu was always immersed in his magical casting, focusing on the spells and magic seals, and extremely cautiously controlling the rushing speed of the demon blue energy in his body, almost dividing a stream of energy into thousands of threads and flowing into the magic array. Then, as the forest green light continued to overflow, the dark red gaze in his pupils also flashed.

Then at a certain moment, when the pattern of the green light array finally stopped changing and was completely engraved on the body under Bian Que's clothes. Xu Fu's pupils froze, for a short moment, and then an extremely hot gaze immediately fell out of his dark red eyes. Immediately afterwards, Xu Fu sang the last chant of the magic in the most solemn voice.

"Fallen flowers return to dust, death clouds return to water. The dry bones and wind are left, and blood is weeping. Life is over, death is over. Only by supporting the spirit, I will return my life bell."

Listening to Xu Fu's chanting, Bian Que's expression was immediately shocked. The secret technique used by the master on him was actually the last final technique of the Demonic Art of Medicine - "Support the Spirit to Return the Bell"! For Bian Que, who had already learned the entire Demonic Art of Medicine, the only secret he was puzzled by was the final technique of the Demonic Art of Medicine, "Support the Spirit to Return the Bell". Because Xu Fu destroyed all the contents of the Demonic Art of Medicine from the beginning, and told Bian Que that this secret technique cannot be learned, and it belongs to the forbidden technique in the Demonic Art of Medicine.

When Bian Que heard Xu Fu's explanation, he was very curious, but since it was what his master said, he would definitely listen. So he never asked about "helping the spirit and returning the bell" again, but he thought in his heart that "helping the spirit and returning the bell" might have sacrificed a lot of medical secrets, but the master did not let him learn it, all for his own good. However, at this moment, when the master was using the final art of "helping the spirit and returning the bell", Bian Que was extremely shocked.

Is the master trying to save him desperately? Just as Bian Que's heart was surging, Xu Fu did not stop his casting at all. He saw his dark red pupils at the center of his mind, and then he pondered the last words. "Doctor: The Art of the Final Chapter - Resist the Spirit!" The moment Xu Fu's last voice fell, the light of the forest green magic array immediately bloomed, and the powerful energy of the Medical Demon Dao rushed into Bian Que's body from Xu Fu's palm. In his weak internal organs, Xu Fu, with a scorching breath, suddenly looked fierce, grabbed something, and pulled out his hand from Bian Que's body.

Xu Fu looked at his tightly clenched hands, and a strange green light leaked out from the gap. Then he removed the evil spirit state of his arm and slowly spread out his wide palm. He saw a green, radiant fruit core body in his palm. "Spiritual Pill..." Xu Fu, whose face was red, said in a trembling voice.

"It's true! This is the spirit-helping pill!" "Hahaha! Spirit-helping pill! My second life!" Xu Fu suddenly laughed wildly, as excited as if he had finally realized some long-cherished wish. However, on the other side, when Xu Fu grabbed the green light core body of the so-called "spirit-helping pill" and left Bian Que's body, instantly, Bian Que felt that all the previous pain disappeared, and even the disease that almost killed him seemed to have disappeared. His physical condition suddenly improved, making him think that he seemed to be cured and he would not die. But this was just his illusion.

The pain is indeed "Master...Master..." Bian Que, who was extremely painful, finally trembled his weak voice unbearably and called to Xu Fu. "Master...I am so painful..." "Can I really survive like this?" After hearing Bian Que's weak call, Xu Fu silently turned his face, stared at Bian Que's eyes coldly with a dark red gaze as red as blood, and said sadly.

"Sorry, Bian Que, you are going to die here..." "..." Bian Que still had a little expectant look, and it was all dark at this moment. Sure enough, can't you save him... Even if he used the final technique of "helping the spirit and returning the bell", he still couldn't save him. Since this is the case, there is no need to stalemate anymore, let him die safely. Bian Que thought this way, so he said to Xu Fu sadly with a faint voice.

"Master, take back the magic...I don't want to suffer any more." "No, I'll endure it for a while. It'll be almost done." Xu Fu stared at the magic array printed on Bian Que's body, his eyes as if he was possessed by a demon.

(End of this chapter)
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