In the thatched hut, Young Master Ji was lying on a wooden bed.
There was a gray aura around his body and his face looked gray.
The most important thing is that the left side of his body, face and exposed left hand were covered with poisonous sores, which looked quite scary.
Looking at the barely breathing, half-dead Young Master Ji, Hu Lao San could hardly believe his eyes.
Is this still the young man from a wealthy family who was handsome and noble not long ago?
Young Master Ji was still conscious, but he was stunned when he saw Lu Qing and others.
"Third Master, how do you feel?"
Hu Laosan asked with concern.
"I won't die for now." Mr. Ji San said weakly, "Uncle Hu, these people are..."
"This is Young Master Lu and Senior Chen. You saw them at the city gate a few days ago."
Master Ji San looked at Lu Qing's face, trying hard to recall, and finally remembered some traces.
But he still didn't understand why Hu Laosan brought these people here.
Didn’t I send someone to deliver a letter to him, asking him to inform the Ji family?
Lu Qing didn't rush to speak, there was a hint of surprise on his face.
Because he saw that the miasma mark in Young Master Ji San's body had actually begun to take effect.
The sores on his hands and face illustrate this point.
But strangely, the mark only erupted halfway before being suppressed.
Logically speaking, Young Master Ji San, who has only reached the Inner Viscera Realm, should not have such ability.
He activated his special powers and looked quietly at the body of Master Ji San.
Soon, several notes floated up.
[Ji Fei: The third son of the Ji family in Qinglong City, he is upright and kind-hearted. 】
[Cultivation: minor success in acquired internal organs realm.] 】
[The body is infected with the mark of the evil miasma, and the miasma entangles the body and penetrates deep into the bone marrow.] 】
[After eating Yunmeng ginkgo nuts, my physique was transformed and my vitality was far superior to that of ordinary people. 】
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I see.
After investigating the situation of Mr. Ji San, Lu Qing showed a look of enlightenment on his face.
It turned out that this Third Master Ji had once had a fortuitous encounter and had taken an exotic fruit called Yunmeng Ginkgo, which gave him a different physique from that of ordinary people, which enabled him to withstand the outbreak of the miasma mark.
Seeing the confusion in Mr. Ji San's eyes, Lu Qing smiled.
“Master Ji San, you have been hit by the miasma mark. Now the mark is deeply engraved in your bones. I will use your body as a carrier to stimulate the miasma epidemic.
Now the mark must be suppressed and completely removed.
Otherwise, when the mark completely erupts, miasma and epidemic qi will brew, and this place will probably become a plague area. ”
Hearing Lu Qing's words, a glimmer of light appeared in the dim eyes of the Third Master Ji: "Young Master, do you have a way to remove the miasma mark on my body?"
"I'm somewhat confident, but I need the cooperation of the Third Young Master." Lu Qing nodded.
"What do you need me to do, young master? As long as I can remove this mark and prevent it from erupting, I will be happy even if it costs me my life."
A determined look appeared on Master Ji San's face.
Seeing him say this, Lu Qing showed an approving look:
"You don't need to do anything. As long as you trust me, relax your mind, and don't resist my treatment, that's all."
"That's all?" Young Master Ji was stunned.
"That's all."
Lu Qing turned to the old doctor and said, "Master, I have to suppress and remove the mark for Mr. Ji San, so I can't be distracted later.
In case anything happens, I'll need your help to keep an eye on it. ”
"A Qing, you mean someone will come over soon?" The old doctor understood the meaning of his words.
“I can’t guarantee it, but this miasma mark is related to the person who placed the mark.
If he is not far away, he will probably be able to sense it when I suppress the mark. ”
"I understand. Don't worry, help Mr. Ji San to remove the mark."
The old doctor nodded solemnly.
If it was just an ordinary plague miasma, he still had a way to treat it.
But when it comes to the path of cultivating immortals, he is still unable to do it with his current abilities.
"Uncle Hu, please help me carry Mr. Ji San out. There is sunlight outside, which can suppress the miasma a little. Be careful not to touch the gray air on his body."
With the help of Hu Laosan, Lu Qing and he moved Master Ji San out of the house, along with the bed.
The girl also followed out and stood guard nearby holding a wooden stick.
It was also at this time that everyone discovered that the girl's face was full of pits and scars.
It turned out that this was a girl who had once suffered from leprosy.
In fact, most of the villagers who had just surrounded Lu Qing and the others had scars on their faces and hands.
I think they should be the villagers in this village who had leprosy in the past and survived.
"Little sister, I want to treat this young master. Can you please move aside for a while? Don't worry, I won't hurt him."
Seeing the vigilance in the girl's eyes, Lu Qing smiled.
The girl did not move aside.
"Xiao Rou, it's okay, they are all my friends and they won't hurt me."
Mr. Ji San spoke slowly at this time.
Just now he heard the conversation between Lu Qing and the old doctor, and realized that Lu Qing really had a way to save him, and a glimmer of hope arose in his heart.
Although he is not afraid of death, it would be best if he could survive.
The girl looked at Master Ji San, then slowly stepped aside.
But she still looked at Lu Qing and the others, and seemed not completely reassured.
Seeing her like this, Lu Qing understood.
It seems that there is a story between Mr. Ji San and this girl.
After the girl stepped away, Lu Qing picked up a piece of firewood from the side and began to carve on the ground around Master Ji San.
His speed was quite fast, and before long, a mysterious formation was carved out.
The wooden bed where Young Master Ji San was lying was right in the center of the formation.
After drawing the formation, Lu Qing casually threw out several jade talismans, sank them into the ground, and used the power of the jade talismans to communicate with the earth's energy.
The next moment, a dim light lit up, forming a circular shield that enveloped Lu Qing and Young Master Ji San.
Such a miraculous scene immediately shocked people like Hu Laosan who had never seen Lu Qingxian's Taoist methods.
The villagers in particular thought they had seen a miracle and knelt down in worship.
There was also shock in Master Ji San's eyes, but at the same time, he had greater hope in his heart.
The more miraculous Lu Qing's methods are, the greater the probability that he can cure himself.
The greater his chance of survival.
Lu Qing had no time to pay attention to all this, but looked at the third Master Ji with a serious expression.
Perhaps stimulated by the power of the formation, when the light curtain rose, the gray air on Young Master Ji San's body began to become restless.
Gradually it eroded towards the other half of his body.
Seeing this, Lu Qing immediately walked up to the man, pinched his fingers together, and quickly condensed a talisman, which he then imprinted on the body of Young Master Ji San.
The talisman fell towards the chest of Young Master Ji San, and the gray air originally wanted to stop it.
But after the talisman emitted a faint white light, the gray gas immediately dodged to the sides as if avoiding a snake or scorpion, allowing the talisman to smoothly sink into the chest of Young Master Ji San.
As the talisman entered his body, changes immediately took place on Master Ji San's body.
The gray gas that had been floating outside his body suddenly froze.
Then, it quickly shrank into Young Master Ji San's body and occupied his left side.
Seeing this, Lu Qing smiled, and as he made some hand gestures, another talisman condensed and hit the body of Young Master Ji San.
This time, he chose the head of Young Master Ji San.
The talisman sank into the forehead of Young Master Ji San, and the gray air on the left side of his face began to be quickly forced back and fled towards his neck.
Lu Qing continued to chant the spell and condense the talisman.
Just like that, after he cast five talismans in succession, the gray energy on Young Master Ji San's body was finally completely forced out.
Eventually, a strange gray mark formed and appeared on his heart.
At the same time, in a cave dozens of miles away from the village, a figure sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes.
"Is someone trying to remove the miasma mark I planted on that Ji family kid?"
This person was surrounded by gray air and carried a huge gray gourd on his back.
"Who is it that has the ability to remove the miasma mark I planted?"
The strange man with the gourd on his back had a look of surprise and doubt in his eyes.
The miasma mark on the Ji family boy's body was planted by him with the help of the plague gourd on his back.
Even if it is innately perfect, there shouldn't be a way to get rid of it.
Now I am actually touched. Who on earth has such ability?
A look of hesitation appeared on the weirdo's face.
He wanted to go and check it out, but he was afraid.
Anyone who can trigger the miasma mark must not be an ordinary person.
Maybe he is a cultivator who is lucky enough to obtain the ancient heritage like him.
If that were the case, things would be much more complicated.
After struggling for a while, the weirdo decided to go and take a look at the situation.
The kid from the Ji family has a special physique and will be of great use to him.
Once it is successfully refined into a poisonous miasma puppet, it will be a great help to his future practice.
There is really no room for error.
Moreover, he has now initially refined the Plague Gourd, and his strength has greatly increased.
Even if one reaches the perfect Xiantian realm, he may not be his opponent.
If the situation changes later and he wants to leave, I believe no one in the world can stop him.
Thinking of this, the weirdo immediately made some hand gestures and collected the gray air lingering around him into the gourd, revealing his gray face.
"I want to see who is so bold as to touch the cauldron I have set my eyes on!"
There was a fierce look in the strange man's eyes. After identifying the direction, his figure disappeared into the cave.
Just as the strange man followed his sensation and rushed towards the village.
There was also a little accident on Lu Qing's side.
Outside the village, a long shout suddenly came to mind: "Fei'er, where are you? Your father is here to pick you up!"
Immediately afterwards, several powerful auras appeared outside the existence.
"Master Ji, please stay."
At this time, Magu's voice also sounded outside.
The Ji family's patriarch's breath suddenly stagnated, because he recognized Ma Gu, the coachman of Mr. Lu, who even the Lord of Qinglong City was afraid of.
The several Ji family innates behind him were also shocked.
Since Ma Gu is here, that person is also nearby.
Recalling the terrifying methods that the man displayed in the city, several people hurriedly restrained their aura and did not dare to act rashly.
Patriarch Ji bowed and saluted: "Excuse me, sir, is Young Master Lu here too?"
"Yes, my master is in there, treating Master Ji San. Please don't make any noise so as not to disturb my master." Ma Gu replied.
Hearing this answer, Patriarch Ji felt relieved, knowing that his son was still alive.
He continued politely, "I never thought that my son would be so blessed to have Mr. Lu's kindness. I would like to thank you on his behalf.
Sir, I am concerned about my son. May I enter the village? ”
"this……"
Magu was still hesitating when the old doctor's voice rang out: "Let them in."
Ma Gu immediately said: "Master Ji has also heard it. My master invites you in."
"Thank you, sir."
Although Ma Gu and Wei Zian were only at the post-natal realm, Patriarch Ji still showed them enough courtesy.
After bowing to the two of them again, he led his men into the village.
When they arrived at the place, they were all surprised to see Lu Qing and Young Master Ji San shrouded in the light curtain of the formation.
On the one hand, he was shocked by the magical sight of the formation light curtain, and on the other hand, he was surprised by Ji Fei's appearance.
Especially the head of the Ji family, who showed a look of sadness on his face when he saw Ji Fei become like this.
He couldn't imagine what kind of pain his son had gone through to become like this, neither human nor ghost.
Fortunately, he still has self-control.
Although she was heartbroken, she could see that Lu Qing was doing his best to treat her son, so she didn't dare to make a sound to disturb him.
He just bowed to the old doctor quietly: "Greetings, senior."
"No need to be so polite." The old doctor returned the greeting. "Ah Qing is removing the miasma mark from your son. It should be successful soon. Patriarch Ji, don't worry."
Although Patriarch Ji did not know what the miasma mark was, he could tell that things were getting better, so he relaxed a little and began to look into the formation.
In the light curtain of the formation, Lu Qing had forced all the gray air on Young Master Ji San's body into one place, condensing it into a mark.
But this alone is not enough.
Because the miasma mark is located on the heart of Master Ji San, it is almost integrated with his heart meridian.
So next, he still needs to put in some effort to completely force out the miasma mark.
Thinking of this, Lu Qing took out a needle bag from his arms.
The spiritual energy in his body surged, and he quickly inserted eighteen silver needles around the heart of Master Ji San.
Completely seal its heart meridian along with the miasma mark to prevent it from escaping again.
The way out was blocked, and the miasma mark seemed to sense the crisis and immediately began to struggle.
The unbearable pain made Master Ji San unable to bear it and he let out a muffled groan.
Beads of sweat as big as beans appeared on his face, and the sores all over his face made him look even more hideous.
The strange gray mark in the heart of Young Master Ji San was surging and struggling like a living thing.
The scene made the people around shudder.
Especially the head of the Ji family, he felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife, and he wished he could take his place.
Lu Qing ignored the pain on Master Ji San's face.
His eyes were fixed on the miasma mark that was beating like a struggling heart.
He began to form seals on his hands one after another, and began to condense talismans rapidly.
As a talisman emitting a faint golden light condensed in his hand, a sense of peace began to emerge in everyone's hearts.
On the contrary, the miasma mark on Young Master Ji San's body struggled even more violently.
(End of this chapter)
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