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Another round of spiritual power.
This time Yuan Heng's spiritual power was bounced out even before it could be injected into his spiritual veins.
His expression was slightly startled, and the space was still filled with the shock of conflicting spiritual waves.
"How can this be? !
How could Ningxia not be able to absorb spiritual power?
But it was clear that she had accepted his spiritual power before. In the blink of an eye, I don't know what happened, but he couldn't even input his spiritual power. Seeing the person inexplicably suffering and tending to an increasingly painful state, Zhenjun Yuanheng became extremely depressed.
As early as when he met Ning Xia, Zhenjun Yuan Heng had already done some testing on Ning Xia and also given her general treatment.
Even if Ningxia reported good news but not bad news, and her words were vague, Zhenjun Yuanheng could still tell from her physical condition what level she was in these days.
From the outside, there seems to be no damage, and the spiritual magnetic field is not too chaotic. His cultivation level is much higher than before, and he has been directly promoted to a higher level.
But this is just an appearance. In fact, if you look closely, your spiritual power is close to being exhausted. There are hidden wounds everywhere, signs of internal decline are serious, and your soul seems to be seriously depleted. These all involve major fundamental issues. If she is not careful, they may affect her entire path in the future.
So when he discovered these problems, Zhenjun Yuanheng had already decided to force her to practice rest for a period of time, saying that he would not let her take any more risks. After all, there is no chance of sustainable development until fate exists.
But apart from these, there are no other problems with the other party. All in all, these are problems he can solve, but now...he really doesn't know why?
Could it be that this man had been tricked into something before and he didn't realize it, and now it's officially taking effect?
True Lord Yuan Heng unbelievingly injected some more spiritual power, this time using completely soft wood-type spiritual power, but it still failed. Ningxia is completely useless!
He didn't understand the reason either. Ning Xia, who was leaning on the arm of True Lord Yuan Heng, was hunched over, shaking all over as if to escape some very severe pain, and her throat unconsciously let out a groan like an animal struggling.
True Lord Yuan Heng was stunned. The arms he held on his back were already soaked with sweat, which was caused by Ningxia's immediate pain. Her whole body was like being fished out of water, huddled in a ball, trembling, weak and pitiful.
It wasn't something he heard or guessed. This man's uncomfortable look was right in front of him. The kid was in so much pain and there was nothing they could do.
And the only spiritual power he could give was rejected by the other party again and again, which made him even more uncomfortable. Zhenjun Yuanheng suddenly felt that he might not be a qualified teacher, so he caused the children under his wings to suffer again and again.
Ningxia couldn't accept the spiritual power he input at all, and there was even a feeling of rejection. If this happens twice, there is no need to do it a third time, otherwise it will only add pain to Ningxia, which is still suffering.
Therefore, when Lin Pingzhen asked for instructions to try, he let him have his way and did not stop him, hoping that he would succeed. At least it makes people feel better, but it has little effect.
Ning Xia was even more repelled by Lin Pingzhen's spiritual power, and was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his spiritual power and distanced himself.
A certain Xia, who was still alive and kicking just now, seemed to be suffering from an unknown emergency. She didn't look well at all, and the people around her were helpless.
"What is all this?!" He Haigong clenched his fists and looked at Ning Xia and then at Zhenjun Yuan Heng, whom he regarded as his backbone, with a mute voice as if he was suppressing his emotions.
He knew he couldn't be of much help, not for so long. Also, even Zhenjun Yuanheng can't do anything about the situation in Ningxia, so what can they do? At most, they are just incompetent and furious, soaked in their own negative emotions.
But really... when will this suffering end? Junior sister Ning’s and theirs are also there.
He didn't want any chance, as long as he could go back safely and return to the safe haven for all of them. Not the southeastern border, not the southern border, but the sect—the place that all of them call home.
So please end it quickly and get better soon. He really couldn't bear it anymore...
The young man felt like he was being tapped heavily on the shoulder. The movements were familiar, the strength was familiar, and the person was familiar, but the look on his face was not so familiar to him.
Dullness, melancholy, a hidden haze in his eyes... Such emotions that rarely appeared in his friend now actually appeared in his face, so real.
Compared with Lin Pingzhen's gentleness, Master Mingjing's coldness and solemnity, Master Yuanheng's strict and lenient approach with inherent majesty, He Haigong's frankness and frankness, and even those monks with distinctive personalities that Ningxia has met before, Jin Lin's temperament is indeed better A bit too bland.
He is just an ordinary person with an ordinary temperament. All his attributes are above average, neither good nor bad, but also extremely average. But overall, he is a person who is easy to get along with and easy to understand and communicate with.
Compared with those people, Jinlin and Ningxia are closer to each other. They are both the kind of people with less obvious external characteristics and are closer to the template of ordinary people.
Perhaps because of this, the relationship between Jinlin and Ningxia has always been very close. Later, with the grace of that pill, the two established a closer connection. Jin Lin has long regarded Ning Xia as his closest junior sister.
Jin Lin was concerned about what happened to Ningxia, so he was not sad.
He Haigong's prayer is also Jin Lin's prayer.
But really... when will this suffering end? Junior sister Ning’s and theirs are also there.
He didn't want any chance, as long as he could go back safely and return to the safe haven for all of them. Not the southeastern border, not the southern border, but the sect—the place that all of them call home.
So please end it quickly and get better soon. He really couldn't bear it anymore...
The young man felt like he was being tapped heavily on the shoulder. The movements were familiar, the strength was familiar, and the person was familiar, but the look on his face was not so familiar to him.
Dullness, melancholy, a hidden haze in his eyes... Such emotions that rarely appeared in his friend now actually appeared in his face, so real.
Compared with Lin Pingzhen's gentleness, Master Mingjing's coldness and solemnity, Master Yuanheng's strict and lenient approach with inherent majesty, He Haigong's frankness and frankness, and even those monks with distinctive personalities that Ningxia has met before, Jin Lin's temperament is indeed better A bit too bland.
He is just an ordinary person with an ordinary temperament. All his attributes are above average, neither good nor bad, but also extremely average. But overall, he is a person who is easy to get along with and easy to understand and communicate with.
Compared with those people, Jinlin and Ningxia are closer to each other. They are both the kind of people with less obvious external characteristics and are closer to the template of ordinary people.
