Seeing this, Mu Yao shook her body, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably: "My Gu King is dead, I can't save Xiao He, it's me, it's all my fault, I fed the elixir to her with my own hands, I killed Xiao He."

Mu Yao leaned on Yun Qianshan's shoulder and burst into tears. Yun Qianshan looked at Sheng He, whose face was red and unconscious, and felt a little helpless for a moment.

What should they do now? They can’t leave the secret realm before the time is up, and they can’t find someone who can remove the poison in a short time. Are they going to watch Xiao He die in front of them?

Yun Qianshan was thinking about a countermeasure when a slender hand with distinct joints suddenly stretched out in front of him.

"Senior Sister Yun, maybe I have a solution. Can you lend me a top-grade spirit stone?"

Yun Qianshan raised his head, but his eyes widened the moment he saw Song Jinzhi: "You...you..."

Song Jinzhi was sweating profusely and his face was pale. His white robe was stained with blood. The chaotic lines kept intersecting and overlapping, and it could be vaguely recognized that it was a formation.

The blood of a formation cultivator consumes the most vital energy, but he actually used blood to draw the formation!

Song Jinzhi still had a gentle smile on his face. He pointed to the faint golden light on the upper right corner of his white robe and said, "This is Fairy Sheng's life gate, but I don't have enough spiritual power to figure out where Fairy Sheng's life gate is, so I'd like to trouble Senior Sister Yun to lend me a top-grade spiritual stone."

"Don't worry, Senior Sister. I am Song Jinzhi, the only son of the Song family in Jinzhou. Once I leave the secret realm, I will return the spiritual stones I borrowed double."

"Here! We have as many spirit stones as you want. You don't need to pay them back. As long as you can save Xiao He, Qingyun Sect will reward you handsomely!"

Mu Yao raised her head suddenly, with tears still stained on her face. She poured all the spirit stones in her storage bag in front of Song Jinzhi.

"No, I only need one."

Song Jinzhi lightly twisted his fingers, picked up a top-grade spirit stone from the mountain-like pile of spirit stones and held it in his palm.

A steady stream of spiritual power flowed from the spirit stone through the bloodstains on the white robe and gathered in the formation. The bloodstains on the white robe slowly disappeared, and wisps of golden light lit up from the white robe. The dazzling golden light kept flickering, and then slowly dimmed.

Mu Yao and Yun Qianshan had been staring at Song Jinzhi, and immediately asked, "How is it, where is the escape route?"

Song Jinzhi wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and breathed a sigh of relief. He reached out and took off the white flower hairpin from Sheng He's temples.

The three little rascals dared not move, for fear of accidentally exposing their identities.

Yun Qianshan looked at the three hairpins in confusion: "Is this Xiaohe's life source?"

Song Jinzhi did not answer. He picked up a piece of broken grass from the ground and gently touched the top of the hairpin on his head.

"You still don't show your true form?"

As soon as Song Jinzhi finished speaking, several long leaves suddenly grew out of one of the hairpins, and the next moment, small arms and feet grew out of the hairpin.

Song Jinzhi was not in a hurry either, and continued to use the broken grass to gently sweep the hairpin.

After a while, the true colors of the three little radish heads were revealed.

"mean!"

The three little rascals cursed in their hearts, but their bodies hugged each other very honestly.

"Bi Luo Grass? No wonder, you guys saved Fairy Sheng last time, right?"

Song Jinzhi grabbed the leaves of one of the little radish heads, and the little radish head kept flapping its legs in the air.

"Despicable! Despicable! You are all despicable monks!"

It kept shouting loudly, but unfortunately, the monks seemed unable to understand its language.

Yun Qianshan and Mu Yao looked at each other. Blue Sky Grass? Both of them saw confusion in each other's eyes.

Song Jinzhi smiled gently. He looked over the Biluo grass in his hand thoroughly from front to back and from left to right. These Biluo grasses actually had intelligence, which was very rare.

However, the place on the blue grass that should have been covered with petals is now bare. Perhaps it was thanks to these petals that Fairy Sheng was able to remain safe and sound after being poisoned last time.

The petals of the blue grass are the purest and can suppress all evil.

The most important thing is that the roots, stems and leaves of the blue sky grass are extremely poisonous. Even a great man in the Tribulation Crossing Stage would be powerless to recover if he was poisoned by it.

The only thing that can detoxify is the petals of the blue grass.

Thinking of this, Song Jinzhi unceremoniously plucked off a leaf of the Bi Luo Grass. Afraid that the poison was not poisonous enough, he also pulled off a piece of the rhizome of the Bi Luo Grass.

"Ah! My feet!"

"Despicable monk!"

Little Radish Head covered his injured roots and beat Song Jinzhi hard with his uninjured hands.

Song Jinzhi: I don’t care.

After crushing the leaves and rhizomes of the green grass to extract the juice, Song Jinzhi carefully fed this drop of highly poisonous juice into Sheng He's mouth.

After a while, the blush on Sheng He's face gradually faded. Mu Yao and Yun Qianshan had just breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Sheng He's face slowly turn purple again and his body twisted in pain.

"Hold her hands and legs, don't let her hurt herself!"

Song Jinzhi shouted and quickly held down Sheng He's legs. Mu Yao and Yun Qianshan also hurriedly held down Sheng He's hands one by one and steadying Sheng He's shoulders the other.

"Ugh!"

Sheng He screamed in pain, but her body was held down firmly by the spirit ropes and Song Jinzhi and others. Her eyes were bloodshot and she kept trying to break free from the shackles.

Suddenly, she spat out a mouthful of black blood and fainted.

Mu Yao and Yun Qianshan hurried to check on Sheng He's condition, but Song Jinzhi frowned and stared at the pool of black blood on the ground.

There seemed to be something wriggling in the center of the black blood.

With the toxicity of the Biluo Grass, it could only force out the Juexin Gu worm but could not kill it completely?

"Ga!" A hissing sound came from the sky. Mu Yao looked up and saw a small red bird flying over her head.

Sheng He, who had just calmed down, became agitated again. Song Jinzhi stared at the black thing, watching it getting closer and closer to Sheng He.

Just before approaching Sheng He, Song Jinzhi picked up a stone beside him and smashed it to pieces.

"ah!"

The system far away in Lingquan Waterfall let out a scream. The severe pain made it almost impossible for it to maintain operation. He looked at the last image sent by the insect in disbelief.

That is...Song Jinzhi!

It was Song Jinzhi who killed its poisonous insect!

"System, what's wrong? What happened?"

Zhao Yanran asked quickly.

The system was panting heavily. A few months ago, when Sheng He almost killed Zhao Yanran, it was not the delay caused by lack of energy.

Instead, he exchanged the points for the Juexin Gu as soon as he got them, and secretly put them on Sheng He's body.

It had long known that as long as Sheng He was there, Zhao Yanran would never be able to complete the task, so it spent a large amount of points to find a red-feathered bird.

It must be that Zhao Yanran is stupid, that she would think that teleportation and healing would cost so many points.

There is a reason why Juexin Gu is called the best Gu in the world. One of the biggest reasons is that once Juexin Gu is successfully cast, it is very difficult to remove.