My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

The golden needle pierced the soul, and boundless pain flooded into the mind like a tide. Not only the meridians and bones, but also the soul seemed to be torn into pieces. However, the pressure on the body suddenly lightened. Gu Fenghua gritted his teeth, endured the soul-breaking pain, and continued to make hand seals.

The explosion of the formation finally stopped, and the water-like light rippled over the barrier again. However, even so, it could only delay for a moment, and the cracks densely covered in the barrier still spread like spider webs. But the shield put up by the seniors of the Shangzong was already riddled with holes.

Pressure came from all directions, Gu Fenghua groaned, and fine blood mist sprayed out from every pore in his body, completely dyeing the white holy robe red.

"Fenghua!" Luo Enen and Fat Bai Ye Wuse rushed out of the cabin and rushed towards Gu Fenghua. However, before they could rush forward, they were all forced to spurt out a mouthful of blood under the huge pressure, and their steps became staggering.

Divine light flashed from their bodies, and it was the protective magic weapon that Gu Fenghua had recently refined that took effect. Fortunately, they had these magic weapons to protect them. Otherwise, as soon as they got out of the cabin, even if they would not turn into powder immediately, they would be seriously injured and unable to move.

"What are you doing? Go back!" Gu Fenghua exclaimed.

The three of Luo Enen shook their heads, and at the same time they circulated the holy energy and laid another layer of air shield around Gu Fenghua. However, they themselves were no longer able to resist the pressure and slowly fell to the ground, and the blood was like Like a flood that bursts from a dike, it gushes out in big mouths.

Looking at this scene, Gu Fenghua's heart seemed to be torn into pieces, and his vision was blurred by tears. And her consciousness gradually disappeared, falling into a state of emptiness.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, after walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, saw that the five aggregates are all empty, and survived all the hardships. Relic, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true for feelings, thoughts, and consciousness... "In my ears, the familiar sound of Buddha suddenly came, but it was so profound.

Gu Fenghua suddenly regained consciousness. He looked up and saw Master Yijie standing beside him holding a staff, reciting scriptures in a low voice. A golden light shrouded the heads of himself and Luo Enen. Take a closer look. It feels like a lotus flower is in full bloom, spreading golden Buddha light.

In the midst of the Buddha's light, Gu Fenghua felt that the pressure on his body was suddenly reduced by half, and Luo Enen and Fatty Bai also straightened their backs again. However, Master Yijie himself was ashen-faced. His originally fat and strong figure suddenly became thinner, and his face was covered with wrinkles, as if he had aged by dozens, or even hundreds of years.

Obviously, Master Yijie performed such a mysterious Dharma at the expense of his own life force to save their lives.

"Master!" Ye Wuse burst into tears and came to Master Yijie's side with difficulty.

Luo Enen and Fatty Bai also stumbled over and looked at Master Yijie's rapidly aging face. They were moved to tears.

Of course Gu Fenghua was equally moved. Next to him, Wu Tianheng and other seniors of the Sect were already vomiting blood and unable to survive, but Master Yijie was safe and sound. Only then did Gu Fenghua realize that his strength was definitely not as simple as the first-grade Emperor Saint. Relying on the power of this Dharma, it might not be difficult for him to save his life in the collapsing space.

But now, Master Yijie is willing to sacrifice his life span to protect them. His vitality will definitely be severely damaged. How can he save his life in this collapsed space? How could Gu Fenghua not be moved by this?

I had two teeth pulled out today and I am already a disabled person.

Four wisdom teeth need to be extracted. The two on the left will be extracted today, and the other two will be extracted next time.

Ah, the salted fish has become a dead fish. . . . . .