"Qingyu?!"

When Lin Qiye saw the familiar figure of the patient, his face changed.

An Qingyu was lying on the sickbed, his face pale, his eyes closed, as if he was asleep. Lin Qiye walked in and made such a loud noise, but it did not wake him up at all.

Jiang Er was sitting on the black coffin beside the bed. She was wearing a white long dress and her lips were slightly pursed.

Sensing that An Qingyu's vital signs were normal, Lin Qiye breathed a sigh of relief and then asked,

"What happened to Qingyu?"

"he……"

"His soul is hurt." A voice came, Lin Qiye turned his head and saw a Taoist priest standing outside the door at some point.

"Tianzun?" Lin Qiye was stunned. "Why are you here?"

"Speaking of which, this matter is also related to this poor Taoist."

Yuanshi Tianzun sighed, slowly walked into the house, and recounted what had happened.

"You mean, Qingyu listened to the whispers of the gods of the K system in order to find our location?" Lin Qiye was stunned for a while, and then seemed to think of something. "You said before that there was someone else who saved us. Are you talking about Qingyu?"

“That’s right.” Yuanshi Tianzun nodded slightly. “If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t be able to save you from the time and space gap… If that were the case, I’m afraid that my Great Xia would have been devastated by now.”

Lin Qiye never imagined that the space-time location that even Tianzun couldn't find was actually cracked by An Qingyu... He could already imagine how much An Qingyu paid in order to find them.

"So even you can't do anything about his soul injury?"

"If it is an ordinary soul injury, my Heavenly Palace has several pills that can treat it... I have already tried it, but his soul is a little special, and these pills have no effect on him."

"Special?" Lin Qiye recalled the conversation between Zuo Qing and him before, saying that An Qingyu was the nightmare of the future world. Could it be related to the special soul?

"So he will never wake up?"

"That's not the case. External forces cannot heal his soul injury, but he may be able to do it himself... In short, whether he can wake up depends on himself, and no one else can interfere." Yuanshi Tianzun paused, "However, even if he wakes up, there may be some sequelae of soul injury. You must be mentally prepared."

Lin Qiye looked at the sleeping An Qingyu, standing there like a sculpture.

"My personal suggestion is that you can take him away from here and find some place that is familiar to him." Shao Pingge said slowly, "Since the key to waking up lies in himself, perhaps it would be more effective to start with his memory.

Chennanguan had just experienced war, and the atmosphere was too depressing, which was not conducive to his recovery. "

An Qingyu was settled here before because Lin Qiye had not returned yet. Now that everyone is here and most of the people in Chennan Pass have evacuated for vacation, leaving here is indeed the best choice.

Lin Qiye came back to his senses and nodded quickly, "I understand. I'll prepare the plane right away and take him away."

[Night] As a special team, they have their own dedicated aircraft. Lin Qiye made a phone call, and soon a plane landed at the military airport in Chennan Pass, waiting for their arrival.

Lin Qiye took off the instruments connected to An Qingyu. These things were used to detect his vital signs, but Lin Qiye did not need them. His mental perception was the best device for detecting vital signs.

"Lao Cao, go find some clothes for Qingyu to put on, and I'll carry him on my back."

Lin Qiye carried the unconscious An Qingyu from the bed, Cao Yuan took a thick military coat from next door and put it on his back, then he carried the black coffin beside the bed, and the two of them walked out quickly.

After Lin Qiye and Cao Yuan settled An Qingyu on the plane, the pilot turned around and asked:

"Captain Lin, where are we going?"

Cao Yuan and Jiang Er also looked at him at the same time. Lin Qiye pondered for a moment and slowly said, "Go to the capital."

…

Heaven.

Wang Mian walked through the empty palace door and saw a familiar Taoist figure standing in front of a tall alchemy furnace. A blazing fire was burning from the bottom of the furnace and a wisp of medicinal fragrance was wafting through the hall.

"Your Majesty." The king spoke respectfully.

Lingbao Tianzun turned his head and pointed at the alchemy furnace that was filled with medicinal fragrance, and said, "I am already refining medicine for you, but this medicine still needs to be refined in the furnace for 49 days. If nothing goes wrong, after this pill is produced, it should be able to help you live a few more years."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lingbao Tianzun walked up to him, took out a green pill from his sleeve, and placed it in his palm.

"This is the 'Pain Relief Pill' that I took out from the alchemy room. It can relieve the pain of your transformation. Without this pill, even if you extend your life by several years, it will only increase your suffering."

Wang Mian sniffed the fragrance of the elixir, gratitude appeared in his eyes, "Thank you, Lord."

Lingbao Tianzun looked at Wang Mian's hunched body as he slowly bowed down, with a look of pity on his face. He stretched out his hand to help Wang Mian up, and said with a helpless smile, "You don't need to be so polite in front of me. At your age, if others see you, they might think I'm bullying you..."

"You are joking, my Lord." Wang Mian paused for a moment and then asked, "Your Majesty asked me to come here. Is there anything else?"

"Um."

Lingbao Tianzun's expression was somewhat serious, "Let me ask you, when do you plan to rescue the [Mask] team?"

Wang Mian thought for a moment, "Now, a year has passed since the destruction of [Mask]... With my current life span, it should be enough to go back to that time and save them from the fishing village law. I plan to go there immediately."

"So after you go back in time, how do you plan to save them?"

"Of course, it is to erase the law of time for them..." Wang Mian said halfway, as if he realized something, frowned and fell into deep thought.

When [Mask] was destroyed in the fishing village, he died under the law of time. Now that Wang Mian has become a god, it is not difficult for him to erase the law of time. But the problem is that after doing so, it will cause a series of chain reactions.

Although [Time Thug] can make Wang Mian ignore the paradox of time and space, this is only effective for himself. If that law is erased, the [Masked] team can indeed be saved, but then [Night] will not go to the fishing village, and Lin Qiye will not enter Takama-ga-hara... The Japanese Divine Kingdom polluted by the red moon will still exist in the world and become a major concern for Da Xia.

Lingbao Tianzun saw Wang Mian's expression and knew that he must have thought it through, so he spoke slowly:

"The [Chronological Thugs] can change history, but they must also bear the causal force caused by the change in the timeline. If you save [Mask] in this way, not only will it generate a huge causal force that will greatly reduce your lifespan, but it will also put Daxia in danger..."