Chapter 863: Treatment Begins
In the past few days, under Lin Jingxiao's arrangement, all the disciples of Xuantian Sect practiced, ate and rested in an orderly manner.
It was as if he was not affected at all by his master's injury.
Lu Xingwan stayed beside sister Qionghua all day long, just counting the days on his fingers.
"It seems that Second Brother is quite capable."
"No wonder Qin Daoyun came to find Senior Brother. It seems that he knows a lot about our sect."
Qiong Hua saw that Wanwan looked listless even though she was talking to him, so he walked up to her and touched her hair.
She was used to this action, and Wanwan was used to it too.
"Don't worry, with Sister Qionghua here, your master will be fine."
Qiong Hua didn't say much else. She naturally knew that Wanwan was anxious.
Firstly, she was worried about her master's illness, and secondly, she was also anxious to return to the Tianji Sect.
After waiting anxiously for two days, the day finally came for Sister Qionghua to see Master.
On this day, just like the previous ones, all the disciples of Xuantian Sect stood outside their master's room.
Naturally, this also includes Wanwan.
Wanwan looked back and it seemed that everyone except the master had arrived.
She also knew that the Grandmaster did not come because he was worried about the Master.
The master naturally did not want to show his cowardice in front of his fellow disciples. If even he showed his cowardice, how could the fellow disciples in the sect maintain their morale?
Qiong Hua here brought glutinous rice balls into Mo Junyang's room.
Qilin nestled obediently in Lu Xingwan's arms, and would rub against her from time to time, as if trying to ease Lu Xingwan's anxiety.
To be honest, it would be a lie to say that I wasn't nervous.
Of course, it was not only Lu Xingwan who was nervous, but also Qiong Hua who was now in the room preparing to examine Mo Junyang.
Perhaps it had been a while since he had restored his human form, so after entering the room and seeing that there was no one around, Nuomi Tuan turned around, transformed into a human form, and landed lightly on the ground.
She was still dressed in white, looking as white as snow.
I think if the fourth brother saw her, he would definitely be impressed by her beauty.
But now Qiong Hua couldn't care less about these things. She turned her attention to Mo Junyang standing beside her.
At this time, Mo Junyang was lying there quietly, his face pale. If it weren't for his chest still rising and falling slightly, Qiong Hua would even suspect that he was dead.
She stepped forward and placed her hand on his wrist.
To be honest, she had only read about exorcising evil spirits in ancient medical books before.
This was also the reason why she was able to discover at the first moment that Mo Junyang was harmed by the evil cultivator.
But Qiong Hua had never even seen an evil cultivator, so how could he have any practical experience?
She was just copying.
But to be honest, she was still a little nervous.
As if noticing that Qiong Hua's hand was shaking slightly, Nuomituan took a step forward and held her hand.
Only then did I notice that beads of sweat had already appeared on Sister Qionghua's forehead.
Ever since she met Lu Xingwan and Sister Qionghua, they had always looked very casual.
No matter what kind of injury they suffered or whether they ascended to heaven, it was not obvious that they were extremely sad or happy. Now seeing Sister Qionghua like this, she knew that she must be very nervous.
"Sister Qionghua, there is no one else who can treat him except you now."
"I'm afraid there's no one else in the entire cultivation world who can treat him."
"So Sister Qionghua, you don't have to be nervous. This is the only solution we have now."
Perhaps what Nuomituan said worked, or perhaps Qiong Hua herself figured it out. When she looked up and met Nuomituan's eyes again, there was a little more determination in her eyes.
When her gaze fell on Mo Junyang's face again, a strong sense of responsibility surged in her heart.
He took a deep breath, then looked down at his medicine box and began to prepare in an orderly manner.
Although the main things needed are the Linglong Jade Heart and the help of Xueluan, there are also many other herbs that need to be prepared.
Next, Miss Qionghua stretched out her hands and formed a seal. In an instant, a soft light shot out from her palms and enveloped the glutinous rice ball.
At this time, Nuomituan also cooperated very well and transformed into the appearance of a spirit beast. She jumped lightly to Mo Junyang's chest and continuously transferred the spiritual power in her body into Mo Junyang's body.
At this time, Qiong Hua placed the exquisite jade heart on Mo Junyang's forehead.
At this time, the exquisite jade heart has returned to its previous appearance, emitting a warm glow.
Qiong Hua withdrew her hand and poured the spiritual power in her palm from the exquisite jade heart into Mo Junyang's forehead. As she muttered something, the luster of the exquisite jade heart became stronger and stronger.
Then, the medicinal power began to seep into Mo Junyang's body.
Previously, Qiong Hua had used a lot of precious medicinal materials to refine a pill. Now seeing that Mo Junyang's complexion had recovered a little, she stuffed the pill into his mouth.
Just like that, under the effects of the glutinous rice ball, the exquisite jade heart, and the pill, Mo Junyang's body began to tremble slightly.
Qiong Hua looked at Mo Junyang with firm eyes. She knew that the medicine was taking effect.
There is nothing wrong with explaining your method.
Qiong Hua's hands still maintained the posture of forming seals, constantly adjusting the output of her spiritual power.
Next, wisps of black smoke began to emerge from Mo Junyang's body.
Qiong Hua stared at this scene intently, feeling delighted, as it seemed this was a sign that the evil spirit had been driven away.
But things did not go as planned. Just when Qiong Hua was full of expectations, Mo Junyang's body suddenly trembled, and then she opened her mouth and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
The problem is, the blood was bright red.
Now that Mo Junyang was poisoned, according to common sense, the blood he vomited should have some black traces, but the fact was not as Qiong Hua expected.
Qiong Hua was not far from Mo Junyang, and the blood even splashed on her shoes. She looked down at the bright red bloodstains and felt a little shocking.
Just as she was about to step forward anxiously, the glutinous rice ball that was originally lying on Mo Junyang suddenly twitched uncontrollably as if it was suddenly hit by a force.
Qiong Hua's heart sank suddenly. There was no record in medical books about such a situation.
But there was no time to waste now, so she separated her two hands without the slightest hesitation. One of them was still infusing spiritual power into Mo Junyang's forehead, while the other hand was infusing spiritual power into Nuomituan's body.