"It's an evil spirit!" Mu Ling's face changed and he cried out.
The shouts from the front were clearly heard by Gu Qingxi and the others.
"Help, save me, save me, my leg..."
"Why are you running? Come back, we can kill the evil spirit together..."
"Activate the protective qi!"
"Come back!"
...
Hearing these shouts, Gu Qingxi and the others could imagine the situation ahead.
Qi Fengming ran forward quickly, and Gu Qingxi and the others followed behind.
When Gu Qingxi and the others saw the situation clearly, they were all trembling in their hearts.
A ball of black gas was floating in the air. Under the black gas, there was a dying monk. One of the monk's legs had become dry, with only a layer of wrinkled skin covering the bones. His upper body, from chest to waist, also became dry.
Two monks fled in panic, and two monks held their swords in their hands, attacking the black gas in vain, but the swords only dispersed the black gas.
The black gas quickly gathered and attacked the two monks who were swinging swords.
A scream sounded again, and the hand of a monk swinging the sword was enveloped by the black gas. In an instant, the arm became extremely dry, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.
Gu Qingxi frowned, drew his sword, and slashed at the black gas.
Another monk saw someone coming, a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes, and he turned and ran.
Obviously, this monk thought that Gu Qingxi and the others came at the right time, which could attract the attention of the evil spirits, and he could take the opportunity to escape.
But before he ran away, he saw Gu Qingxi's sword slashing at the black gas with a shocking force.
This time, the black gas was not dispersed and gathered like before.
After Gu Qingxi's sword light slashed through the black gas, the black gas was split into two, and then slowly dissipated in the sight of everyone.
And where the gas dissipated, two crystals shining with a bright white light fell there. The crystal was only the size of a pearl.
What is that?
Evil Spirit Crystal? !
"The evil spirit was destroyed?" The two elders of Changling Palace looked at this scene in amazement, their eyes full of disbelief.
This Miss Gu destroyed the evil spirit with just one sword?
Although the power of that sword did exceed the level of Miss Gu's own Nascent Soul, it is too incredible to destroy the evil spirit with the power of one sword?
Didn't you see that the two Nascent Soul cultivators just now could only disperse the evil spirits no matter how they attacked, but did not cause any harm to the evil spirits?
Gu Qingxi stepped forward, bent down and picked up two crystals, and said solemnly: "No. The ball of gas just now should be just a small part of the evil spirit's clone. Things are a bit troublesome."
Hearing Gu Qingxi's words, several people were stunned.
This ball of gas is just a clone of the evil spirit, and it is a very small part? ? ?
The monk whose arm was drained of vitality by the evil spirit staggered to his feet and bowed to Gu Qingxi: "Thank you for saving my life."
Gu Qingxi waved his hand and was about to say that you should get out quickly, but then he remembered that the barrier was now closed, so he changed his words and said: "You should leave here quickly and find a place to hide first."
Now they couldn't go back to open the barrier for the two monks. If the evil spirit took this opportunity to escape, it would be terrible.
There was also a monk lying on the ground dying, and he thanked him in a weak voice: "Thank you... Daoist... for saving my life, please... save me again... I'll open the storage bag, there is medicine, hey..."
Mu Ling walked up, looked at the monk's injuries, and said lightly: "Taking pills is useless."
Although he said this verbally, he still squatted down, took out the pills from the monk's storage bag, and fed them to the monk.
But as Mu Ling said, even if the monk took the pills, it would have no effect. His breath was getting weaker and weaker, and the light in his eyes was getting dimmer and dimmer.
Mu Ling said, "I, Wu Jiang, have a way to save you. Three million spirit stones, do you want to save me?" It shouldn't take too long for a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage to earn three million. This price, well, should be fair.
A glimmer of light flashed in the cultivator's eyes, but it soon disappeared. His voice was weak and full of despair: "I don't have... that much... money..."
"I can write an IOU, do you want it?" Mu Ling asked.
"Yes!" The cultivator answered immediately. Although his voice was still very weak, the hope of life had risen in his tone.
Gu Qingxi was silent after witnessing this scene.
Mu Ling was better at making money than her.
Wan Ling secretly complained in his heart that his master was actually not much worse than Mu Ling in making money.
Qi Fengming came over and whispered to Gu Qingxi: "Actually, I learned the IOU from you, and then I taught him."
Gu Qingxi: "???"
Qi Fengming said: "Tianji Chi told me, Yafeng told him."
Gu Qingxi: "..." In addition to doing business, what other gossips did Yafeng and Tianji Chi talk about before?
Gu Qingxi was speechless, but she also realized that the relationship between Yafeng and Tianji Chi might be far more friendly than it seemed.
Mu Ling stopped talking nonsense, but stretched out his hand and placed two fingers on the monk's neck. A white light flashed. It seemed that something entered the monk's neck.
There was a small bulge under the monk's skin, and then the thing wandered on the neck, and finally seemed to disappear in the monk's flesh and blood.
After a while, the monk's originally dry chest gradually became plump.
However, the flesh on his two arms and the other intact thigh was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. The other dried leg also began to become fuller.
But this fullness was only relative to the dry bones before.
After a while, the monk's dry chest and thighs were no longer skin and bones, but had some flesh and blood.
The whole person looked skinny, but finally regained vitality and was no longer in danger of death.
"Thank you so much for saving my life!" The monk got up excitedly and thanked him. He originally thought he would die, but he didn't expect that he could still survive. "I have so many spirit stones in my storage bag. I'll write you an IOU for the rest."
Gu Qingxi asked Baili Changfeng in a low voice: "Fourth Senior Brother, did Brother Pastor use Gu on that monk just now?"
She just saw the white light flashing on the fingertips of Mu Ling, and it seemed that something entered the monk's body. I think it was Wu Jiang's Gu.
However, is this Gu so magical?
It seems to have balanced the flesh and blood in the monk's body, and then let the monk save his life.
"Yes, that's the magic of Gu." Baili Changfeng nodded, "Brother Pastor's Gu technique is so superb, I didn't expect it."
After all, Mu Ling's age and experience are there, and now he can raise such a high-level Gu worm, which is really surprising.
Seeing this, another monk with a dry thigh looked at Mu Ling with joy and expectation: "Daoyou, please heal my leg, I will pay for it."
Mu Ling heard the last few words and nodded. Just as he was about to heal, the monk who had fought against the evil spirit with the sword with this monk spoke at this time.
However, he was not talking to Mu Ling, but to Gu Qingxi, and said in a cold voice: "My fellow Daoist, we just fought hard, but you came and took advantage of us and got the evil spirit crystal. Should you hand over our share?"
The monk's words shocked not only Gu Qingxi and his group of people by his shamelessness, but also the monks who had just fought against the evil spirit with him.
Wan Ling quacked: "Oh my God, I have never seen such a shameless person!"
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