"Great-grandfather, where is this place?" The young man opened his eyes and looked around the crowd blankly. Seeing Elder Mo, he asked in confusion.
"Zi Yan, are you okay?" Elder Mo came to him in a flash, holding his hand and said, tears welling up in his eyes.
The young man's name was Mo Zi Yan, the young master of the Mo family and also his only descendant.
Mo Zi Yan was puzzled by his question, sat up and tried to practice the exercises.
"You actually recovered your cultivation!" Immediately, there was a burst of exclamations from all around.
Although Mo Zi Yan only mobilized a little spiritual power, with the cultivation of Elder Mo and Elder Qiu in the Mahayana realm, how could they not feel the unique aura of the great perfection of the fusion.
Mo Zi Yan's face was sluggish. Although he had been in a coma for several months, he still remembered the incident of being possessed by the devil before the coma.
I thought that even if the great-grandfather could find a way to save me, at least half of my cultivation would be lost, and maybe even my spiritual roots would be difficult to preserve.
But he didn't expect that when he woke up, his meridians and spiritual roots were intact, even stronger than before, and his cultivation was intact.
He even doubted whether he had never been possessed by the devil, and everything in his memory was just a nightmare.
"Zi Yan, why don't you thank Master Gu quickly? If Master Gu hadn't rescued you this time, even if you could save your life, your spiritual roots would have been destroyed and your cultivation would have been ruined." Seeing that he was still in a daze, Elder Mo dragged him in front of Gu Qingxi.
Mo Zi Yan woke up and knew that it was not a nightmare at all.
"Junior Mo Zi Yan, thank you..." Without thinking too much, he quickly bowed to Gu Qingxi.
"We'll talk about thanking you later, Master Gu, please save my disciple." But before he could finish his words, he was pushed aside by Elder Qiu.
"Master Gu, please save my young master." Others also rushed to surround him.
Even Sun Tingxuan could only save lives, but could not help these young people preserve their spiritual roots and restore their cultivation. There was no doubt that Gu Qingxi's acupuncture was mysterious.
But the more mysterious the acupuncture was, the greater the loss of spiritual power. God knows how many people Gu Qingxi could save in a day.
And these young disciples were all on the verge of death. God knows how many days they can hold on.
Of course, they had to rush ahead, so as not to miss the opportunity and regret for the rest of their lives.
Obviously, they underestimated Gu Qingxi.
"Don't worry, it won't take much time." Knowing what Elder Qiu and others were worried about, Gu Qingxi said comfortingly.
Then he came to a young man next to him and used the silver needle again.
Because she was not familiar with the Nine Nether Soul Refining Powder before, she was extra careful when she applied the needle and was ready to deal with unexpected situations at any time.
Now that she had experience, she had no worries.
In the courtyard, silver light flew over the young man like a river, leaving a silver needle shadow. The speed was several times faster than before.
At this point, Elder Qiu and the others finally knew how strong Gu Qingxi's medical skills and acupuncture were. Thinking of the previous worries and competition, they all looked ashamed.
It took less than half an hour for Gu Qingxi to cure the second young man, then the third, the fourth...
and the speed became faster and faster. When the last young man stood up, less than two days had passed.
After seeing Gu Qingxi's
miraculous acupuncture, everyone was excited and even shocked by it.
"Thank you Master Gu for your help. Our Xianchen Sect is grateful. If Master Gu has any instructions in the future, our Xianchen Sect will go through fire and water without hesitation." "
The grace of saving my life will be unforgettable in our Wei family. Anyone who dares to disrespect Master Gu in the future will be an enemy of our Wei family."
The elders of each family came forward and thanked him while taking out a storage bag full of spiritual herbs and crystals and handed it to Gu Qingxi.
"As fellow cultivators, how can I stand by and watch someone die without helping? Fellow Taoists, please don't be polite." Gu Qingxi didn't bother to be polite with them. She said a few humble words and accepted the storage bags one by one.
"By the way, how did you get the Nine Nether Soul Refining Powder in the first place?" After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Gu Qingxi explained the whole story to the young cultivators.
The disciples from various sects who had just escaped from the gates of hell looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on more than ten companions.
It was obvious that they were the first to take the Nine Nether Soul Refining Powder, and the others were implicated by the evil spirit entering their bodies.
"Three months ago, I went to the Bi Cang Mountains to train and encountered a tenth-level monster. I was seriously injured and almost lost my life.
Thanks to a fellow cultivator who came to my rescue and gave me a healing elixir, I was able to save my life.
I was so grateful to him and regarded him as my savior, but I didn't expect that he had evil intentions and gave me the Nine Nether Soul Refining Powder." A young cultivator said angrily.
"I was training at the northern foot of the Canglan Mountains and met a cultivator of the same age. He claimed to be a disciple of the Tianding Sect and said that his master had a long history with my Mo family.
I saw that he was very eloquent and had an outstanding demeanor, so I had no doubts about him. After training together for a few days, we found a cultivation cave left by a senior strongman. The Nine Nether Soul Refining Powder was found in that cave.
Now that I think about it, it was actually his step-by-step guidance that helped us find that cave. It was clearly a trap." Another young cultivator recalled, his face full of resentment. "
I met a cultivator of the same generation in Yangjiang City. We hit it off at first sight, and he gave me a pill before we parted." The third young cultivator said vaguely.
Before he finished his sentence, his face was as red as a monkey's butt, and his dodging eyes were full of shame and anger.
There was an affair, there must be an affair. Gu Qingxi saw through the truth at a glance.
But this was obviously not the point. It was enough to know where the Nine Nether Soul Refining Powder he took came from.
Then, several other young monks also spoke up.
Their experiences were similar. They were either seriously injured and rescued by others, or they went with a monk to practice and found a cave under his guidance, or they hit it off with a monk and received a gift from him before leaving.
"What's the name of the person you are talking about?" Gu Qingxi asked.
"Leng Yanli." More than a dozen young monks said in unison.
It was indeed him! Gu Qingxi was not too surprised.
In Tianyuan Continent, evil cultivators are also regarded as heretics and are punishable by anyone, so their numbers are extremely rare, and successful evil cultivators are even rarer.
These young cultivators may not have a very high level of cultivation, but in terms of character and intelligence, they are the best of the younger generation of major sects and families.
It is not easy for ordinary evil cultivators to deceive their trust.
In addition to Leng Yanli, Gu Qingxi could not think of any other evil cultivator who had such ability.
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