The last to leave was Yan Su, who was filled with ghostly energy and constantly used his spiritual sense to explore the ghost quicksand. To his regret, the ghost quicksand remained motionless, blocking all his spiritual sense exploration, as if it had become a separate space within.
Yan Su angrily swung his axe at Gui Liusha, then turned and left.
Silence fell again beside the sand dunes. Hundreds of cultivators stood guard for three days and three nights. After confirming that there was no movement, they left with regret. But no one knew that when the ghost quicksand submerged Luo Jianqing and Mo Qiu's heads, the spiritual energy in their bodies was rapidly depleted!
Using spiritual power to clear a path, the two continued to slide down!
This is a black passage, and no one knows where the end is. They can only work hard to consume their spiritual power and keep moving forward.
But this journey seemed endless. Luo Jianqing was only at the middle stage of the Golden Core stage, and soon his spiritual energy was exhausted, leading to a complete blackout. Mo Qiu quickly grasped his hand, his blood-red spiritual energy blazing until it was completely depleted. Mo Qiu sneered, "You think you can devour me?"
The next moment, a monstrous demonic energy suddenly rose up!
The speed at which the two of them descended became even faster. The bright red cinnabar mole between Luo Jianqing's eyebrows had already shown signs of awakening, but slowly, it dimmed again.
The black demonic energy burned wildly, carrying the two of them down rapidly.
It seemed like a day, but also seemed like a month...
When the two finally left the black tunnel, Luo Jianqing suddenly fell to the ground beside a flaming river. Mo Qiu's spiritual energy was completely drained, his face pale. He spat out a mouthful of blood tinged with black spiritual light and then fainted. The blood fruit in his arms slowly rolled to Luo Jianqing's side, landing in his left hand.
Three days have passed...
Seven days, ten days, a hundred days...
Both men lay in a deep coma, black demonic energy constantly surging from Mo Qiu's body, repairing his damaged meridians. Luo Jianqing's situation was even more terrifying. The battle with Yan Su and the other four had already left him exhausted. Being devoured by the Ghost Quicksand for so long, and having completely drained his spiritual power, his Dantian gradually withered.
Inside the Lingyun Hall on Mount Taihua, the natal lamp on the second floor gradually dimmed.
Just when the light was about to go out!
Beside the river of fire, the cinnabar seal between Luo Jianqing's eyebrows suddenly burned, and a white figure appeared in the huge space.
The cold and elegant white-robed venerable's face changed drastically when he saw his disciple's appearance. He was just about to use the power of his soul to repair Luo Jianqing's damaged meridians and dantian, but unexpectedly he saw the blood fruit in Luo Jianqing's left hand.
Xuan Lingzi's eyes narrowed: "What a powerful spiritual power!"
Xuan Lingzi then sucked the blood fruit into his palm with his right hand. Without hesitation, he made a hand seal, and the blood fruit slowly began to spin in the air. Before long, streams of blood-colored power flew out of the blood fruit and gradually penetrated Luo Jianqing's body.
After spinning for ten hours, the blood fruit had shrunk twice, remaining only the size of a fist. At this point, Luo Jianqing's face regained its color, his breathing gradually steadied, and his previously withered dantian became active again, his meridians reconnecting.
Xuan Lingzi lowered his eyes and examined the blood fruit, his brow furrowed. Finally, after using his spiritual power to detect and confirm that the blood fruit was truly a collection of pure spiritual energy, he confidently injected it into Luo Jianqing's dantian. Using the pressure of a Spiritual Transformation cultivator, he forced the blood fruit to sign an agreement with Luo Jianqing, allowing the blood fruit to gently rotate within Luo Jianqing's body, continuously emitting spiritual energy.
At this time, Xuan Lingzi turned around and looked at the strange male cultivator in red clothes not far away.
Having the soul leave the body is extremely draining, and with only half of the soul, even Xuan Lingzi was exhausted and struggling to cope. So when he sealed half of his soul in the cinnabar mole using the tortoise breathing technique, he absolutely wouldn't appear unless Luo Jianqing was in danger of death or experiencing extreme emotional fluctuations.
Because every time it appears, it causes great harm to Xuan Lingzi's body.
Liuyan Valley is a million miles away from Taihua Mountain. Even Xuan Lingzi doesn't know how many times his soul can save Luo Jianqing.
While sleeping, Xuan Lingzi could only roughly sense what Luo Jianqing encountered. For example, Xuan Lingzi did not have much impression of this strange male cultivator, but he also knew that this male cultivator seemed to have saved his disciple several times just now.
Looking at the dark demonic energy surrounding the other person, Xuan Lingzi sighed, "Demonic energy has already condensed before the Nascent Soul stage. What a pity! With such a talent for cultivation, he has only a low-grade first-grade physique, and he's a demonic cultivator. If his physique was better, his future would be limitless."
After confirming that the strange male cultivator was also having his body repaired by demonic energy, Xuan Lingzi turned around and left without looking at him again.
He sat next to Luo Jianqing and looked at his disciple with gentle eyes.
After three days and three nights, Luo Jianqing snorted softly and gradually woke up. At the same time, Xuan Lingzi's figure transformed into a stream of light, flew into Luo Jianqing's brow, and once again transformed into a bright red cinnabar mole.
When Luo Jianqing regained consciousness, he felt as if he had died once before. His bones were crushed, and when he lifted his arms, every meridian throbbed with pain. It took half an hour for the pain to subside, and then Luo Jianqing was surprised to discover that his injuries had completely healed!
"How could this happen? Wasn't I seriously injured before, and my spiritual power exhausted?"
Luo Jianqing immediately examined his body. His spiritual consciousness checked along the meridians one by one, and finally found the constantly rotating blood-colored fruit in his dantian!
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