"No……"
As the last word was uttered, the vortex and the evil god disappeared into the air at the same time.
The strange scene of the sky being shrouded in darkness and soaked in blood slowly dissipated, revealing floating white clouds and the scorching sun in the sky.
Ji Miaomiao raised her hand to block the glaring sunlight above her head, and a smile finally appeared at the corner of her lips.
At this moment, her tense mind relaxed instantly, and the physical and mental fatigue came up at once, making her just want to take a rest.
As Ji Miaomiao was thinking this, her vision went dark and her body fell to the ground with a bang.
In the last second before her consciousness faded, she heard hurried footsteps coming from not far away, and her body seemed to be lifted up by someone.
"Junior sister, Junior sister Xuan Jing..."
The voice in my ear kept calling me, and I didn't know how much time had passed.
Ji Miaomiao finally opened her eyes and sat up, only to find herself lying on a bed with a soft quilt draped over her.
"Disciple, little disciple..."
"Disciple, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Taoist Master Daoming, who was sitting beside the bed, held a bowl of medicine and asked her with concern.
At this time, the windows in the room were half open, and sunlight was pouring into the floor, making it look quiet and comfortable.
Ji Miaomiao came back to her senses and glanced at the furnishings in the room. She took a deep breath and calmed down. She shook her head and said, "No, Master, where are we?"
"We're still in the Ganqing Temple. We haven't gone anywhere." Taoist Master Daoming stirred the medicine in his hand, and after feeling the temperature, he handed it to her and said, "Little disciple, drink the medicine first. It's about the right temperature."
"medicine?"
"Medicine to recuperate you!"
Ji Miaomiao took the bowl of medicine, felt the temperature and found it was not hot, then opened her mouth and planned to swallow it in one breath.
She frowned and started to drink it, but after drinking it, she found that the medicine was not as bitter as she had imagined. Instead, it had a faint medicinal and floral fragrance, and even a sweet aftertaste.
"It's not hard to drink, is it?" Taoist Master Daoming smiled, took the empty bowl and set it aside. He turned to her and explained, "This medicine is a tonic that the abbot of Ganqing Temple asked his disciples to brew specifically for you. It's said to not only nourish your body, but also be beneficial to your cultivation."
No wonder it tastes similar to Qi Gathering Pills!
Ji Miaomiao sighed in her heart after hearing what her master said.
"Master, what's the situation outside now?"
After drinking the medicine, her body felt warm, and the clear energy in her body circulated on its own to digest the medicine, so she didn't need to do anything. She looked up and asked about the business.
"The blood sacrifice formation has been broken. Nothing is wrong outside and everything has returned to normal." Taoist Master Daoming said, stroking his long beard.
After he finished speaking, his face became serious, and he said in a deep voice, "As for you, disciple, shouldn't you explain to me why you went with the three temple masters to break the formation and fight against the evil god?"
"Do you know that when you were carried back here unconscious and covered in blood, I was almost scared to death by you?!"
"Master, I was wrong!"
Hearing this, Ji Miaomiao quickly pretended to be good and begged for mercy.
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