"Master great-grandfather, where is this place?" The young man opened his eyes and glanced around the crowd blankly. When he saw Elder Mo, he asked doubtfully.
"Zi Yan, are you okay?" Elder Mo came to him in one stride, held his hand and said, his eyes filled with tears.
This young man's name is Mo Ziyan. He is the young master of the Mo family and his only blood descendant.
Mo Ziyan was confused by his question. He sat up and tried to operate the technique.
"You actually recovered your cultivation!" Immediately, there was a burst of exclamations from all around.
Although Mo Ziyan only mobilized a little spiritual power, with the cultivation levels of Elder Mo, Elder Qiu and others in the Mahayana realm, how could they not feel the unique Qi of the Great Perfection of Fusion.
Mo Ziyan looked dull. Although he had been in a coma for several months, he could still remember the incident before he fell into a coma.
I thought that even if my great-grandfather could find a way to save me, at least half of his cultivation would be lost, and maybe even his spiritual roots would be difficult to preserve.
But he didn't expect that when he woke up, his meridian spiritual roots would be intact as before, even stronger than before, and his cultivation would not be damaged at all.
He even doubted whether he had never gone crazy and everything he remembered was just a nightmare.
"Ziyan, why don't you thank Master Gu quickly? If Master Gu hadn't come to the rescue this time, even if you could save your life, your spiritual roots would be destroyed and your cultivation would be ruined." Seeing that he was still in a daze, Elder Mo dragged him away. In front of Gu Qingxi.
Only then did Mo Ziyan wake up and knew that it was not a nightmare at all.
"Junior Mo Ziyan, thank you..." Without thinking much, he quickly bowed and saluted Gu Qingxi.
"I'll talk about my thanks later. Master Gu, please save my disciple." But before he could finish his words, he was pushed aside by Elder Qiu.
"Master Gu, please save my young master." Others rushed to surround him.
Even Sun Tingxuan could only save lives, but could not help these young people preserve their spiritual roots and restore their cultivation. There was no need to doubt the mystery of Gu Qingxi's acupuncture technique.
But the more mysterious the acupuncture method, the greater the loss of spiritual power. God knows how many people Gu Qingxi can save in a day.
And the lives of these young disciples are all hanging by a thread, and God knows how many more days they can hold on.
Of course they have to be the first to avoid missing the opportunity and regretting it for the rest of their lives.
It was obvious that they underestimated Gu Qingxi.
"Don't worry, it won't take long." Knowing what Elder Qiu and others were worried about, Gu Qingxi said with relief.
Then he came to a young man next to him and Yinzhen took action again.
Because she was not familiar with Jiuyou Lianhun Powder before, she was extra careful when applying acupuncture and was always prepared for unexpected events.
Now that she has experience, she no longer has any worries.
In the courtyard, rays of silver light were seen, like water flowing out of a hanging river, flying past the young man, leaving behind phantoms of silver needles. The speed was actually several times faster than before.
At this time, Elder Qiu and others finally knew how powerful Gu Qingxi's medical acupuncture skills were. Thinking of the worries and scrambling before, I felt ashamed.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, Gu Qingxi cured the second young man, then the third, and the fourth...
And the speed became faster as we got to the back. By the time the last young man got up, less than two days had passed.
Everyone who had seen Gu Qingxi's miraculous acupuncture skills was excited and even amazed by it.
"Thank you very much, Master Gu, for your rescue. We, the Xianchen Sect, are deeply grateful. In the future, if Master Gu has instructions, all members of our Xianchen Sect will go through fire and water without hesitation."
"This life-saving grace will be unforgettable by everyone in our Wei family. Anyone who dares to disrespect Master Gu in the future will be an enemy of our Wei family."
The elders of each family came forward, thanked them, and took out a storage bag filled with spiritual herbs and crystals and handed them to Gu Qingxi.
"As a fellow cultivator, how can I not save myself from death? Fellow Taoists, there is no need to be polite." Gu Qingxi was not polite to them. She said a few words of humility and accepted the storage bags one by one with a smile.
"By the way, how did you get the Nine Nether Soul Refining Powder in the first place?" Gu Qingxi asked after chatting for a moment and explaining the whole story to the young monks.
The disciples from each school who had just escaped from the hell gate looked at me, and I looked at you, and finally their eyes fell on more than ten companions.
Obviously, they were the ones who took Jiuyou Soul Refining Powder in the first place, and the others were implicated in the evil energy entering their bodies.
"Three months ago, I went to the Bicang Mountains for training and encountered a tenth-level monster. I was accidentally seriously injured and almost lost my life.
Thanks to a comrade who came to my rescue and gave me a healing elixir, I was able to save my life.
I thanked him so much and regarded him as my savior, but I didn't expect that he had evil intentions and gave me Jiuyou Lianhun Powder. "A young monk said angrily.
"I was practicing at the northern foot of the Canglan Mountains, and I met a monk of the same age. He claimed to be a disciple of the Tianding Sect, and he also said that the sect had an old relationship with my Mo family.
I saw that his conversation was extraordinary and his demeanor was outstanding, so I had no doubt about him. After practicing together for several days, we found a training cave left by a powerful senior, and the Nine Nether Soul Refining Powder was found in that cave.
Looking back now, he was the one who guided us step by step to find that cave. It was clearly a trap. "Another young monk recalled, his face also full of resentment.
"I met a monk of my generation in Yangjiang City, and we hit it off right away. He gave me a pill when we were leaving." The third young monk said vaguely.
Before he finished speaking, his face was already as red as a monkey's butt, and his evasive eyes were full of shame and anger.
If there is adultery, there must be adultery. Gu Qingxi saw through the truth at a glance.
But this is obviously not the point. It is enough to know where the Jiuyou Soul Refining Powder he took comes from.
Next, several other young monks also spoke.
Their experiences were mostly the same, either they were seriously injured and rescued, or they were training with a certain monk and discovered the cultivation cave under his guidance, or they fell in love with a certain monk at first sight (love at first sight) and received a gift from him before parting.
"What's the name of the person you're talking about?" Gu Qingxi asked.
"Leng Yanli." More than a dozen young monks said in unison.
Sure enough it was him! Gu Qingxi was not too surprised.
In Tianyuan Continent, evil cultivators are also regarded as evil heretics, and everyone has to punish them. Therefore, the number of evil cultivators is extremely rare, and the evil cultivators who are successful in cultivation are even rarer.
These young monks may not have very high levels of cultivation, but regardless of their character or intelligence, they are the leaders of the younger generation in all major sects and major families.
It is not that easy for ordinary evil cultivators to deceive their trust.
Apart from Leng Yanli, Gu Qingxi couldn't think of any other evil cultivator who had such ability.
