Time passed bit by bit, and the spiritual power in Yunzheng's body was constantly being consumed, and it was already running out of energy.
However, although the spiritual power was greatly consumed, good results were achieved.
At least her light therapy was effective, and the damaged parts of their foundation were repaired bit by bit by Yunzheng.
But Zhongli Wuyuan's situation is rather special. He suffers from the backlash of the curse, so light healing methods are of little use to him.
Even Yan Chen had no way to solve this problem.
Yan Chen's eyes darkened slightly when he saw Zhong Li Wuyuan in such pain. He slowly lowered his eyes. It would be great if he could learn how to break the curse...
At this time, Yunzheng is concentrating on treating Feng Xinglan's hand, with a firm look in her eyes. She must not let Lan's hand suffer any loss, because Lan is a sword cultivator!
Feng Xinglan raised his eyes and looked at Yunzheng, with a calm expression on his face: "Zhengzheng, don't put too much pressure on me. This little injury won't hinder me."
"Lan..."
"ah?"
"Shut up." Yunzheng said in a deep voice without expression. She condensed light spiritual power in her palms and covered his arms over and over again, unblocking his bones and tendons.
Feng Xinglan: "..."
The next moment, Feng Xinglan frowned slightly and groaned, feeling a sharp pain in his arm as the tendons and bone islands were reconnected. This process was like countless ants gnawing at his flesh and bones.
Feng Xinglan's face turned pale and he raised his eyes to look at her, "Zhengzheng, thank you."
"Yeah." Yunzheng responded perfunctorily.
Feng Xinglan hesitated for a moment, then decided to speak: "Zheng Zheng, I want to drink spiritual wine."
Yunzheng was distracted when she heard this sentence. She raised her head and met Feng Xinglan's clear and bright eyes. She was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head. She could understand the hidden meaning of this sentence.
Lan missed Yu Qiu and the others.
Rather than saying it was the three of Yu Qiu, it was better to say it was the day when the eight of them got together.
Yunzheng's eyes narrowed slightly, "In a while, we will drink together."
"Okay." Feng Xinglan pursed his lips and nodded.
While Yunzheng was treating them, Qi Po and Mu Yin simultaneously received the power of the ghost and god Beiqi.
In the sea of consciousness, Qi Po's entire spiritual body swelled into a big ball, his face swelled up, and it was particularly weird. He sucked in the ghost power in big mouthfuls.
Part of this ghost power, refined by the spiritual consciousness left by Yunzheng, was continuously introduced into Mu Yin's body.
Dajuan frowned and stared at the shocking wound on Mu Yin's back.
Gradually, Mu Yin's vanished flesh and blood began to grow again, and it was faintly accompanied by a surging ghost power. These ghost powers gathered towards all the bones of Mu Yin's body, and then adsorbed on them.
Mu Yin's body of ten thousand bones sensed the outsider and subconsciously wanted to expel it.
only……
The Body of Ten Thousand Bones was no match for this ghost power. After all, this power came from the ghost god Beiqi from ancient times. Soon the ghost power took over the Body of Ten Thousand Bones and integrated it into one.
During this fusion process, the carrier owner is in great pain.
Mu Yin fell into a deep coma, but he still groaned due to the severe pain. He closed his eyes and shed "painful tears".
Seeing this, Dajian took out his handkerchief and wiped Mu Yin's tears from time to time.
And Qi Po was even more embarrassed.
Qi Po's eyes were half-opened, and drool was dripping from the corner of his mouth.
Dajuan frowned and helped Qi Po put on a face towel as if facing a formidable enemy.
"This way you won't see the saliva." Ojuan nodded.
…
It was late at night and the cold wind was blowing.
Yunzheng finally finished treating everyone. Although he could not completely heal them, he also cured the basic injuries.
Yunzheng slumped down and sat on the ground, leaning her back against a big tree.
All the spiritual power in her dantian has been exhausted. If the ghost ancestor Lu Jue really wants to attack, she really can't do anything and can only let her cubs hold on.
Suddenly, there were several figures beside her, including Erbai and the others. They massaged Yunzheng without saying a word.
Yunzheng's heart warmed slightly.
"Master, is this intensity okay?"
"Master, as long as we are here, you can rest assured and have a good sleep."
"Mother, you are already very tired, don't hold on any longer. The Twelve Treasures will sleep with mother. With the Twelve Treasures here, mother doesn't have to be afraid." The Twelve Treasures leaned on Yunzheng's arms. , her hand was stroking Yunzheng's abdomen, and she slowly transmitted her power to Yunzheng's Dantian.
Nourishing spiritual power little by little.
"Master!" The bald boy looked serious and punched suddenly, "As long as I'm here, I guarantee there will be no problem!"
Qiongqi slapped him directly on the bald head.
Snapped--
"Cut the nonsense!"
"Stinky Qiongqi!" Badan was in pain, turned around and wanted to hit Qiongqi back, but Qiongqi pinned his head accurately again, and no matter how hard he stretched out his hand, he couldn't hit Qiongqi.
The quiet and eerie back hill suddenly became noisy.
Dai Xiuzhu and Yuezhou saw a bunch of children running around, and a few adult-like beasts wandering around here, as if they were having a leisurely spring outing.
Both of them looked shocked.
Are these all the contracted spirits/beasts of Junior Sister Yun? !
Isn’t that too much? !
Dai Xiuzhu was shocked, "Junior Sister Yun, you..."
Suddenly, a girl appeared in front of him with a flame mark between her eyebrows. She had her hands on her hips and warned in a fierce low voice: "Didn't you see that my master is already asleep? Don't call her!"
Dai Xiuzhu was startled.
He immediately looked over and saw that the girl was so tired that she had fallen asleep.
There are many spirits/animals guarding the girl. Although they keep wandering around, their center point is still Yunzheng.
At this time, the little girl in black skirt who was leaning in Yunzheng's arms seemed to notice Dai Xiuzhu's gaze. She raised her eyes slightly and shot Dai Xiuzhu with sharp eyes.
Dai Xiuzhu was shocked.
Even the tall, thin man with red hair stared at him with a sinister expression, and sent a message to Dai Xiuzhu in a cold tone: "Don't you want the eyes? Is my master also something you can see?"
Dai Xiuzhu's face suddenly turned pale. What are the origins of these contracted spirits and beasts of Junior Sister Yun?
Everyone is so fierce.
No...they're not mean, they're just mean to him.
Because they get along very well with Junior Brother Feng, they talk and laugh, and they seem to have known each other for a long time.
Yuezhou witnessed this scene and remained silent.
Now that Junior Sister Yun has exposed so many of her cards and her identity in front of him and Senior Brother Dai, she probably thought that after the two of them left the Ghost Realm, their memories would be completely erased.
Junior Sister Yun is very strong.
But she also seems to be hiding a lot of secrets.
The moment Yuezhou lowered his head, his pupil as blue as the sea flashed with light, and finally disappeared.
