"I have to see her first." Feng Qing was confident that he could cure her, but he had to see her first before he could prescribe the right medicine.
Lan Yan smiled happily, "Are you free tomorrow? I'll take you to see her."
"Yes." Feng Qing agreed with a smile.
Murong Jing saw Lan Yan coming back with a happy face, "Qingqing agreed?" He had seen Yanyan's sister and naturally knew that she was sick.
"We have made an appointment to visit Junjun tomorrow." Lan Yan is very happy now. Over the years, she has hired many pharmacists for her sister, but her sister's health has not improved at all. She had heard about Feng Qing's abilities, and she felt that she could cure her sister. Her sister is her only blood relative in this world, and she must keep her alive at any cost.
The next morning, Feng Qing followed Lan Yan to the courtyard where Lan Jun lived. It was surrounded by mountains and water and had a beautiful environment.
I pushed the door open and walked into the courtyard, which was full of flowers and plants. A girl in a pink skirt was sitting on a swing, swinging from time to time.
"Sister!" When the girl saw Lan Yan, a bright smile like the sun immediately appeared on her face. She jumped off the swing and ran quickly towards Lan Yan.
"Slow down!" Lan Yan stepped forward and waited for Lan Jun to jump into her arms. She pinched her little face lovingly and helplessly, "You're not listening again."
Lan Jun stuck out his tongue mischievously, "I miss my sister."
Lan Yan shook his head and smiled, pointing at Feng Qing who was standing beside him, "She is Sister Feng Qing, Qingqing, she is my sister Lan Jun."
Lan Jun's eyes fell on Feng Qing's face, and his big watery eyes lit up, "Sister Feng Qing, you are so beautiful!"
"You are very beautiful too." Feng Qing knew what disease Lan Jun had the first time she saw her, and she couldn't help but feel more pity for this little girl.
The three of them walked into the house and sat down at the table.
"Qingqing, please help Junjun find out what disease she has."
"She had one of her souls taken away by an evil cultivator."
"Ah?" Lan Jun was shocked and asked anxiously, "What should I do then?" She naturally knew the seriousness of having one soul taken away.
"Don't worry, we just need to find that evil cultivator and take back the soul. I'll draw a soul-chasing talisman first." Feng Qing waved out the materials for making the talisman.
"Thank you for your help." Lan Yan's face was full of gratitude.
Feng Qing shook his head and smiled, then began to refine the talisman.
The soul-chasing talisman is a seventh-level talisman, which is not difficult for Feng Qing to use. In just a quarter of an hour, a talisman glowing with golden light appeared in her hand.
"Sister Feng Qing is so awesome!" Lan Jun clapped his hands in admiration.
Although Lan Yan didn't say anything, his eyes became brighter when he looked at Feng Qing. She had always heard people say that Feng Qing was very powerful, and now she had finally realized it deeply.
"Then let's start now." Feng Qing said. One of Lan Jun's souls has been taken over by the evil cultivator, and soon the evil cultivator will absorb Lan Jun's second soul. No matter whether it is a human or a cultivator, everyone has three souls and six spirits. As long as half of the six spirits are absorbed, the life will be in danger.
This is different from falling. When falling, the three souls and six spirits are just scattered between heaven and earth, and can be condensed with the soul-restoring pill. However, if the soul and spirit are lost, even if the great immortal comes, he may not be able to save them.
"Okay." Lan Yan nodded.
Feng Qing pointed his finger at Lan Jun's forehead, and the talisman floating in the air turned into a golden light and shot into Lan Jun's forehead.
"Ah!" Lan Jun screamed in pain.
"Junjun, just bear with it, it will be fine soon." Lan Yan looked at Lan Jun worriedly, wishing she could bear it all for her.
The soul-chasing talisman roamed around Lan Jun's body, then shot out from between her eyebrows again and flew in one direction.
"You take care of her, I'll go take a look." Feng Qing followed the Soul-Chasing Talisman.
"I...Okay, you be careful." Lan Yan originally wanted to go together, but she was worried about Lan Jun.
Feng Qing followed the soul-chasing talisman, and half an hour later, a cemetery appeared in front of her. There was a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere around it, and from time to time, the cry of one or two crows could be heard, adding to the weirdness.
The soul-chasing talisman disappeared into one of the tombs.
Feng Qing's spiritual sense followed the soul-chasing talisman, and soon she saw a middle-aged man in black practicing in the basement of the tomb. There were several white halos above his head, which were the souls he had not had time to absorb.
The middle-aged man in black suddenly opened his eyes. He suddenly felt a hint of danger. He has been practicing here for nearly three hundred years, relying specifically on absorbing the souls of young girls. Now his cultivation has reached the late stage of tribulation. It won't be long before he can ascend to become an immortal.
Scanning his spiritual sense, the middle-aged man in black saw Feng Qing, was slightly stunned, and then a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Although she is no longer a virgin, her soul is more beneficial to him than those girls.
His figure flashed, and the next moment he appeared in front of Feng Qing, "Since you come to my door, help me ascend." As long as he could absorb her soul, he would definitely be able to ascend. Her soul was the most powerful he had ever seen, and this kind of soul was a great tonic for them, the evil cultivators.
Feng Qing raised her eyebrows, "Then it depends on whether you have the ability." This evil cultivator is more powerful than any other evil cultivator she has ever seen. She didn't expect that there would be a cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage in the Eastern Continent.
The evil cultivator laughed out loud, "Interesting, really interesting."
As he spoke, he pounced on Feng Qing like lightning.
Feng Qing had been prepared. He waved a formation flag and immediately a strong wind blew up around him, with sand and rocks flying everywhere.
The evil cultivator narrowed his eyes and revealed a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, "A mere trifle." He was a cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, and ordinary formations could not trap him.
Feng Qing formed seals with his hands, and rivers flowed in the formation, like countless ferocious beasts, rushing towards the evil cultivator from all directions.
The evil cultivator raised his hand and took out his soul-sacrificing flag, then hammered it hard on the ground. The black soul flag immediately formed a huge cover that enveloped the evil cultivator.
"Just this?" The evil cultivator sneered disdainfully, but the next moment, he panicked. He saw his soul-sacrificing banner being torn into pieces by the surging river. It turned into pieces and was soon washed away by the river without a trace.
"My soul-sacrificing banner!" The evil cultivator was furious. This was the soul-sacrificing flag that he had spent countless efforts to obtain, and now it was gone. How could he not feel heartbroken?
"You should worry about yourself." Feng Qing crossed his arms over his chest and looked at the evil cultivator in the formation with a leisurely expression. This was the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation. Unless the evil cultivator had a killer weapon, this would be his final destination.
The evil cultivator was swept by the river, his flesh and blood were torn to pieces in an instant. There was fear and deep unwillingness in his eyes. Suddenly he thought of something, and hurriedly took out that thing and crushed it with force.
A huge force erupted from the formation.
Feng Qing sensed danger and quickly dodged into the space.
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