Xiao Chen chatted with Zhuge Qingtian for a while and then left.
"Injured..."
Xiao Chen's smile disappeared. Just now in front of Zhuge Qingtian, he tried his best not to show it.
It was more difficult for him to accept that the old fortune teller was injured for him than that he himself was injured.
"You're tired from the journey and want to rest?"
Xiao Chen shook his head and went to the old fortune teller's residence.
As soon as he arrived nearby, he sensed the spiritual energy around him, which was continuously gathering towards him.
Xiao Chen walked in slowly and saw the old fortune teller sitting cross-legged.
"Why are you here?"
Hearing the noise, the old fortune teller opened his eyes.
"I'm here to bring you something."
Xiao Chen stepped forward and said.
"What?"
The old fortune teller was curious.
"Give."
Xiao Chen took out the Nine Flames Mysterious Needle from the bone ring and handed it to the old fortune teller.
The old fortune teller looked at the Nine Flames Mysterious Needles, was startled for a moment, then reacted.
"Zhuge Qingtian still told you?"
"Um."
Xiao Chen nodded.
"Old fortune teller, you are injured, why are you hiding it? Are you afraid that I will laugh at you? Or, do you want to break the impression in my mind that you are the most powerful and omnipotent?"
"Haha, you know it and you still say it out loud?"
The old fortune teller smiled.
"And there's nothing much to say, just a minor injury."
"Okay, stop being so stubborn. Do you want me to check your pulse?"
Xiao Chen curled his lips.
"No need, my medical skills are no worse than yours."
The old fortune teller shook his head and took the Nine Flame Mysterious Needle.
"Since you sent this thing here, use it."
"Who hurt you?"
Xiao Chen looked at the old fortune teller and asked.
"Not a human being."
The old fortune teller shook his head.
"The secret realm where the Earth Spirit resides is very dangerous. If you are not careful, you will get hurt."
"It is indeed the essence of earth."
Xiao Chen sighed inwardly, he had guessed it just now.
"If we can find the spirit of earth, it won't matter if we get hurt a little."
The old fortune teller was playing with the Nine Flames Mysterious Needle, and a warm feeling came from his hands.
"It's just a minor injury, don't worry too much... Okay, go do what you need to do, I need to heal my wounds."
"Haha, aren't you tired from the journey?"
Xiao Chen suppressed his gratitude and smiled deliberately.
"roll!"
The old fortune teller laughed and scolded.
"Then I'll go first."
Xiao Chen smiled and didn't plan to stay any longer.
The only thing he could do was to take out the Nine Flame Mysterious Needle.
As for other things, such as healing holy products, the old fortune teller has no shortage of them.
After all... we just looted the Sun Moon Sect.
"By the way, this is for you."
The old fortune teller thought of something and threw out a ball.
"I just forgot to give it to you."
"What's this?"
Xiao Chen took it and could feel tremendous energy in the sphere, and even a dark shadow moving around inside.
"Can't you devour the Seventh Patriarch's spiritual clone? Devouring it will strengthen your soul."
The old fortune teller said.
"The soul clone of the Seventh Patriarch?"
Xiao Chen was surprised, and then thought of the fighting spirit in the Dragon Emperor Secret Realm.
The Dragon Emperor did the same at that time. He used his great supernatural powers to capture the war spirit and gave it to him.
"I don't need it for now. I feel that my soul is about to reach the critical point below the foundation building stage. If it gets stronger, I might have to build the foundation."
Xiao Chen shook his head.
"Oh? Okay, then you can keep it for now and use it later when you can."
The old fortune teller said casually.
"You can't use it?"
Xiao Chen looked at the old fortune teller and asked.
"I don't need it. The injury will heal in a few days."
The old fortune teller shook his head.
"Will you get better faster if you devour the souls of the Seventh Patriarch? Devour them quickly and restore yourself to your peak state. Otherwise, how can I be at ease if you go out?"
Xiao Chen said as he threw the ball back.
"There's no need..."
The old fortune teller still wanted to refuse.
"Why not... Old fortune teller, it's not necessary, right? It's just a soul clone."
Xiao Chen curled his lips.
"Look at you now, you are like a grandfather who has good things but is reluctant to use them himself and wants to leave them to his grandchildren..."
"I was your grandfather, too."
The old fortune teller laughed.
"Besides, it's not that I don't want to, it's that I think it's unnecessary."
"If it can help you get better sooner and suffer less, then it's necessary."
Xiao Chen said seriously.
"All right."
The old fortune teller nodded when he heard him say this.
"You go ahead."
"No, you devour it first, and I'll leave."
Xiao Chen shook his head.
"Why, would an old man like me lie to you?"
The old fortune teller was at a loss whether to laugh or cry and could only point at the ball.
Boo.
The sphere broke open, and the originally small black shadow suddenly grew larger.
Without waiting for the black shadow to react, a light flashed between the old fortune teller's eyebrows, swallowing the black shadow.
"It's really not necessary. This amount of spiritual power is just a drop in the bucket for me."
The old fortune teller said.
“…”
Xiao Chen's eyelids twitched. At that moment, he could feel the rich power of the soul.
And this is just a drop in the bucket?
How powerful is the soul of that old fortune teller?
"It has been devoured. You can leave now."
The old fortune teller said.
"Um."
Xiao Chen nodded.
"Take good care of your injuries. If you need anything from me, just let me know."
"Go ahead."
The old fortune teller said this and closed his eyes.
Xiao Chen didn't stay long. He left the old fortune teller's residence and returned to the main villa.
Upon learning that the old fortune teller had returned, Qin Lan and the others came back at noon.
However, Xiao Chen did not let them disturb the old fortune teller, and did not mention his injury, only saying that he was tired from the journey.
In the afternoon, the old fortune teller reappeared.
Just like in the morning, he didn't look hurt at all and continued to distribute things, letting everyone get a share.
Ning Kejun, Su Qing and other girls also gained a lot.
After all, she is his granddaughter-in-law, so the old fortune teller was particularly generous... Anyway, the Sun and Moon Divine Sect has hundreds of years of heritage, so there is plenty of it.
Moreover, it was just robbed, no, just taken back, just like the money won at the gambling table, so I didn’t feel bad about spending it.
"How is your injury?"
Xiao Chen found an opportunity and asked with concern.
"It's not a big deal, just recover slowly."
The old fortune teller said casually.
"Even if you don't recover, I, an old man, can still suppress you."
“…”
Xiao Chen was speechless, but judging from the fact that the old fortune teller had single-handedly suppressed the Sun and Moon Sect, this was definitely not an exaggeration.
At least... he didn't dare to go to the Sun Moon Sect alone to show off. If he really went there, he would probably die without knowing how he died.
"I found that Xiaobai and the others have made great progress after coming back this time, especially the silly boy..."
The old fortune teller thought of something and said.
"Well, they all work very hard, one by one."
Xiao Chen nodded. Although they always shout about the club or something like that, they are actually working very hard behind the scenes.
Other things can lie, but cultivation cannot lie.
Without practice, how can your cultivation level improve?
"I brought back so many things from the Sun Moon Sect this time. I plan to help these little guys improve so that they can build their foundation as soon as possible."
The old fortune teller said.
"Hmm? That's a good thing."
Xiao Chen's eyes lit up.
"However, each of them is holding back their energy and want to build their foundation with immortal products."
"To build a foundation at the Immortal level, it depends on one's own talent. You can't just become an Immortal level if you want to... Building a foundation at the Immortal level is difficult. Just because there are many people around you who have built a foundation at the Immortal level, you can't think that it's easy to build a foundation at the Immortal level."
The old fortune teller shook his head.
"But they all have good talents and are expected to build a foundation of immortal quality... I will try my best to help them."
"good."
Xiao Chen nodded.
"Old fortune teller, what are you going to do?"
"For now, I just have some ideas. Let me think about the details."
The old fortune teller said.
"Well...pay attention to your own injuries first, don't try to be stubborn, that's the most important thing."
Xiao Chen reminded.
"How can an old man like me not know how to count? Do I need you to teach me?"
Although the old fortune teller said so much, I felt warm inside.
Afterwards, Xiao Chen and the old fortune teller went to Zhao Lao Mo's residence.
When Zhao Lao Mo saw the old fortune teller coming, he was very excited and started making tea and pouring water for him.
"Sit down."
The old fortune teller greeted him.
"Okay, old god."
Old Demon Zhao responded and sat down, with his butt just touching the chair.
"I've heard everything about you."
The old fortune teller took a sip of tea and looked at Zhao Lao Mo.
"You told me something back then. I said that one day, you would take revenge... Now, it has come true."
"Yes, old immortal."
Old Demon Zhao nodded.
"If you hadn't said it at the beginning, I might not have been able to hold on until today..."
After hearing the conversation between the two, Xiao Chen was surprised. Is there such a thing?
But he had never heard of Zhao Lao Mo mention it.
"Old Immortal, you spared me and gave me guidance... Thank you."
Old Demon Zhao stood up and made a gesture to kneel down.
"We are all family, so forget it."
The old fortune teller waved his hand, and a powerful force supported Zhao Lao Mo, preventing him from kneeling down.
"It's already a great fortune that I was able to risk my life to kill Zou Xiangming and survive."
"Well, these days, I have come to terms with it."
Old Demon Zhao nodded.
"Even if I'm really useless and can't recover my strength, I can accept it."
“It’s good to have this idea.”
The old fortune teller nodded, raised his right hand and pointed in the distance.
A ray of light fell on the brow of Zhao Lao Mo and quickly disappeared.
Old Demon Zhao was surprised and stood there, not daring to move.
Although he didn't know what the old fortune teller was doing, he knew he would definitely not harm him.
"The meridians are broken, the Dantian is shattered... This is not a great Dao injury, this is clearly a destruction of the Great Dao."
The old fortune teller frowned slightly. Zhao Lao Mo's condition was worse than he had imagined.
Hearing the old fortune teller's words, Zhao Lao Mo felt sad.
Although he had already let it go, he still felt a little helpless when he heard this.
Is it really useless?
"Old fortune teller, there's nothing you can do about it?"
Xiao Chen looked at the old fortune teller and asked.
"Disaster."
The old fortune teller shook his head.
"It's okay. Even if I'm disabled, I can still use my remaining energy to teach Xiaobai and the others..."
Zhao Lao Mo smiled bitterly.
"Being alive is already a great fortune, why should I ask for too much."
"I just said 'difficult', not that it's impossible."
The old fortune teller said calmly.
"Um?"
Old Demon Zhao was startled and his eyes widened.
Xiao Chen also looked at the old fortune teller. Can Lao Zhao recover his cultivation?
"Old Immortal, you...you..."
Old Demon Zhao was so excited that his voice trembled.
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