(God's perspective)
It was a black figure, five times taller than Yun Qishen.
After the black shadow approached Yun Qishen, it stretched out its sharp sword-like hand and touched the center of Yun Qishen's eyebrows.
The shadow seemed to be able to communicate with external things only through contact. Yun Qishen didn't feel anything special at first, but then some irritating noise invaded his brain.
The murmurs were mixed with the dark shadow's low words, and Yun Qi barely understood the meaning after being deeply touched.
"What do you mean...hiss-"
The noise became louder and shriller, which made Yun Qishen's head feel very uncomfortable.
Because the noise was too serious, Yun Qishen thought about it carefully before he understood the words that were drowned out by the noise.
The sharp fingers of the black shadow left Yun Qishen's eyebrows, and Yun Qishen's consciousness was brought back to reality.
The moment he returned to reality, the book Threading Silk and Extending Life in his hand turned into a thick and strange black book.
"What is this? It looks so much like the game I played back then..."
Yun Qishen was about to put down the book and continue looking for medical books that could treat Mi Zixin, but he opened the black book by himself.
Purple light enveloped the book, and the words in the book were condensed into words through purple magic power, which were directly revealed in front of Yun Qishen.
"Pry into the healing method of resuscitation and the use of its magic..."
After Yun Qishen read out the title of the text, he continued reading with interest.
After reading to the end, Yun Qishen understood the horror of this strange black book.
"The Book of Power..." Yun Qishen muttered softly, closed the book and walked out of the room.
However, Yun Qishen did not see Taoist Master Xuyun when he came out, and the sky outside had become dark.
Yun Qishen didn't decide how much time had passed, but the fact told him that when he was trapped in that strange place, a day had passed in the outside world.
During this period, something happened to Mi Zixin again. Xu Yun looked for Yun Qishen, but in the end he couldn't find him, so he went to take care of Mi Zixin.
When Yun Qishen returned to Mi Zixin, Mi Zixin had already vomited blood five or six times. Taoist Xuyun could only use blood transfusions from disciples with similar magical powers to Mi Zixin to sustain his life.
However, among the remaining Immortal Sect members in Xinjiang, there is only one person whose magical power is similar to that of Mi Zixin, and this disciple can hardly hold on at this moment.
"Demon Lord."
Nanjo Jin saw Yun Qishen at first sight, and then Xu Qing and other Taoist priests noticed Yun Qishen.
"Find a way?"
There was anger in Taoist Master Xuqing's face and tone. He was thinking that Yun Qishen was missing, so if he had no choice but to play with them!
"Taoist Master Xuqing, you are so anxious, isn't there nothing you can do?"
Yun Qishen's words really made Xu Qing and the others angry, and Xu Qing even wanted to fight Yun Qishen.
It's so irritating, even more irritating than that naughty guy Zuo Qi. The two of them really deserve to be together!
Mi Zixin opened his eyes with difficulty and raised his fingers towards Yun Qishen tremblingly.
Everyone immediately paid attention to Mi Zixin.
"Liu Ying, if you have anything to say, we'll talk about it later. Don't move now!"
Taoist Master Xuqing's mood changed very quickly, and he turned to look at Mi Zixin with a worried expression.
"It's...deep..."
Mi Zixin worked harder to raise his hand, but before he could lift it completely, he ran out of energy.
Yun Qishen took advantage of Mi Zixin's hand to catch him before he completely dropped it.
"Master, wait. My disciple will definitely save you."
Yun Qishen also looked at Mi Zixin with gentle eyes. He held Mi Zixin's hand tightly and began to recite the spells recorded in the black book.
Mi Zixin didn't know exactly what spell Yun Qishen was using at first. He only felt that his body felt relaxed when Yun Qishen cast the spell.
In the eyes of others, Mi Zixin's appearance quickly recovered, and even his hair turned from white back to black.
But Yun Qichen's fingers began to turn black bit by bit.
Mi Zixin's consciousness gradually returned to rationality. He originally thought of thanking Yun Qishen later, so he listened to Yun Qishen and continued to recite the incantation.
No...this spell!
"It's so deep! Stop! You can't read any more!"
Mi Zixin's sudden panic startled the happy people around him.
What's going on?
Xu Yun and Xu Qing both looked at Mi Zixin with concern.
Murong Shanran even asked, "Liu Ying, what's wrong?"
"Liu Yun, please help me stop... um——"
Before Mi Zixin could finish speaking, Yun Qishen covered his mouth with his hand.
"Master, don't be too nervous. Don't worry, this speed of treatment won't cause you any harm."
Yun Qishen led Mi Zixin's panic to other reasons, which completely misunderstood Xuyun and the others.
Yun Qishen didn't know why. He just didn't want to be a good person in front of these guys.
"Ha, you see, I have forgotten what I repaid Master and Master. Now I have nothing to do with Jing Lingshan. When the disease is cured, just take care of your Immortal Dao people. Don't bother us Demons! Don't! Come looking for trouble!"
Yun Qishen let go of Mi Zixin's mouth, and he also stopped reciting the spell.
Dear, this chapter is not finished yet, there is still the next page^0^
