"Ma'am, what happened?"
Emperor Longqing hurried over with Liu Sheng at this time. Seeing Master Chongyang's expression of surprise, he quickly asked.
"This demon has extraordinary strength. Although it has retreated and has not been defeated, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with."
Master Chongyang thought for a moment and then spoke slowly.
In fact, what surprised him was not the extraordinary strength of this monster, but how his own thunder method suddenly became so powerful.
The white lightning of the past was not as powerful as it is today...
Could it be that his cultivation level has improved?
But he didn't see He Ping'an slowly put his hands away in the drug department tent not far from the Chinese army camp.
If He Ping'an hadn't taken action, this black mist would not have been able to be repelled by Master Chongyang.
"my eyes......"
Emperor Longqing was about to ask another question when he heard the Duke of Zhen Guo on the side roar in pain.
Master Chongyang didn't have time to think about it, so he turned to look at the same time as Emperor Longqing and Liu Sheng. Only then did he realize that in the eyes of Duke Zhen Guo, black mist almost completely occupied the whites of the eyes, covering the entire eyes.
His eyes were pitch black and looked terrifying.
Master Chongyang's body flashed, and he turned into a breeze and came to the side of Duke Zhen. His right hand pinched the wrist of Duke Zhen who kept screaming in pain. All his mana poured into Duke Zhen, trying to help him clear the darkness in his eyes. fog.
"What a weird black mist..."
After a long while, Master Chongyang sighed and took his hand back.
"Niubi, what's going on?"
Liu Sheng asked.
Emperor Longqing on the side also looked at Master Chongyang with concern. Duke Zhen Guo was brave and good at fighting, which was the soul of Daxuan's army. If anything happened to Duke Zhen Guo, it would definitely be a huge blow to the morale of Da Xuan's millions of soldiers.
"In this black mist, there are three kinds of auras, demonic energy, yin energy, and poisonous energy, entangled and mixed. I just tried to use magic to dissolve the black mist, but I was able to clear away the two kinds of auras. In the end, the poisonous energy could not be removed."
Master Chongyang paused and continued: "And once my magic power leaves the body of Lord Zhen Guo, the poisonous energy will trigger demonic energy and yin energy from it. The three kinds of energy are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other, and they are endless. It is really difficult to deal with! "
When Liu Sheng heard this, he seemed to have seized the opportunity. He stroked his beard and said proudly: "The Taoist sect is nothing more than this. Such evil evil ways must be followed by the words of our Confucian sect!"
After speaking, Liu Sheng swung his sleeves, and his righteousness burst out, and a holy white light suddenly lit up in Liu Sheng's chest: "Brighten your eyesight, drive away evil spirits, and remove poison!"
As soon as the words fell, white light suddenly enveloped Duke Zhen Guo. The dazzling white light illuminated the entire Chinese army camp as if it were daylight.
After ten breaths, the white light gradually faded away, revealing the figure of Lord Zhen Guo with his eyes closed.
"how?"
Liu Sheng stroked his beard and asked confidently.
In his perception, the aura of black mist in Duke Zhen's eyes seemed to have disappeared.
However, Duke Zhen Guo did not respond at all.
Master Chongyang seemed to have thought of something and walked quickly to Duke Zhen Guo. Just as he grabbed Duke Zhen Guo's wrist, Duke Zhen Guo's body went limp and he fell down.
"not good!"
Master Chongyang's palms stretched out like electricity, supported Zhen Guo Gong, and slowly laid him flat on the ground.
The mana poured into Zhenguo Gong's body like a tide, and he carefully explored his body.
"Niubi, don't scare me!"
Liu Sheng's body flashed and he came to the side of the two of them. Haoran's righteousness lit up and he directly penetrated into Zhen Guo Gong's body.
After three breaths, his expression changed drastically, he slapped his thigh and said in frustration: "It doesn't make sense, how could it be like this!"
"nothing is impossible!"
Master Chongyang slowly stood up from the ground and gloated: "What you do is your own responsibility. Let's see how you explain it to the Duke of Zhen and his family!"
"Oh, why do I need to explain to anyone!"
Liu Sheng stood up and seemed to be disdainful, but his inner emotions revealed his guilty conscience.
"Yes, Liu Sheng Tangtang is a half-sage. Naturally, he is not afraid of anyone. It's just a pity that Confucian monks are afraid of being pointed at their noses and scolded!"
Master Chongyang sneered.
"You naughty guy, you want to see my jokes..."
Liu Sheng was furious for a moment and pointed at Master Chongyang, but was speechless.
Naturally, he is not afraid, but there is always a threshold in his heart.
If you can't get over it, you will never be able to advance to the realm of a true saint again.
"Seniors, please stop arguing!"
Emperor Long Qing, who was listening for a long time, was still confused and interrupted the conversation between the two: "It's important to save people!"
"How can we save him now? He has already saved people to death!"
Master Chongyang puffed his beard and glared, looking like he blamed Liu Sheng.
"snort!"
Liu Sheng snorted coldly and said nothing, but he kept thinking about what else to do.
"What's going on with people?"
Seeing that the two men couldn't talk about the main point for a long time, Emperor Longqing stepped forward to observe Duke Zhen Guo, only to find that although the other man's eyes were closed and he was unconscious, he was still breathing between his mouth and nose.
For monks who are half-step beyond the realm of transcendence, let alone those who are still breathing, even if they are not breathing, as long as the soul has not left the body, people can be saved.
Why can’t the Duke of Zhen be saved?
"Alas, the evil spirit has entered the sea of consciousness, and it is difficult for gods to save it!"
Master Chongyang let out a long sigh. Seeing that Liu Sheng's face was ashen and obviously a little self-blame, he stopped blaming him and explained to Emperor Longqing.
It turns out that although the black mist just now was just a cloud of breath, it should not be underestimated.
Previously, the black mist in the eyes affected Duke Zhen Guo's vision, but Duke Zhen Guo was a top-level martial artist and had spiritual awareness, so he could still tell the direction, so he was fine for the time being.
But being pressed by Liu Sheng's awe-inspiring righteousness unleashed Black Mist's full potential.
Black mist relied on the pressure of Haoran's righteousness to break through the physical restraints of Zhen Guo Gong and sneaked into Zhen Guo Gong's sea of consciousness.
This caused Zhen Guogong to fall into coma.
The struggle in the sea of consciousness is extremely dangerous, and outsiders are basically unable to intervene.
Even monks such as Master Chongyang and Liu Sheng, who are half-step beyond the realm of transcendence, do not dare to easily probe into Zhenguo's sea of consciousness.
A little carelessness will lead to the collapse of the Zhenguo Public Consciousness Sea, which can lead to an idiot at the least, or the soul will be destroyed at the worst.
And that black mist is at least a method used by demon cultivators who are half-step beyond the realm of transcendence. Duke Zhen Guo was invaded by it into the sea of consciousness, which was very dangerous.
Upon hearing this, Emperor Longqing's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked, "Is there any other way to save Duke Zhen?"
At this time, Liu Sheng said with hope: "It's not completely impossible. If we can ask the Martial Saint to take action, there may be a turning point."
"Dragon-riding Martial Saint?"
Emperor Longqing repeated the sentence silently, feeling extremely entangled in his heart.
When I came to southern Xinjiang this time, the ancestor ordered Tang Wang Zhao Zhong to send a yellow talisman, saying that by igniting the yellow talisman, he would be able to ask the Martial Saint to take action. It should not be used lightly unless it is a critical moment of life and death.
Emperor Longqing understood and knew what Wu Sheng meant. If he didn't have a decent opponent, he shouldn't invite him out.
But at this time, when the life and death of the Zhen Guo Gong is at stake, should I invite him or not?
"Mr. Zhen Guo, how much time do we have left?"
Emperor Longqing asked slowly.
Master Chongyang thought silently for a while and then said: "Twenty-four hours!"
That is, two days!
"You go down first and think of a solution. If you don't think of a solution after sixteen hours, then invite the Martial Saint to come!"
Emperor Longqing waved his hand and shouted the two of them away.
At this time, he missed Doctor Qin who was guarding the Palace of Eternal Life. If Doctor Qin was here, he would definitely have something to do, right?
After all, there are strange diseases and viruses that Dr. Qin can’t solve!
At this time, he had forgotten that when he left Xuanyang that day, Doctor Qin had casually said that He Ping'an, the head of the Alchemy Department, was no less skilled in alchemy than himself!
...
On the right side of the Chinese army camp, outside a marching tent, Master Chongyang came over with a long sigh.
When Master Changchun saw his master coming back from the Chinese Army camp, he seemed to be worried. He hurriedly walked over from the next door and asked what happened.
After hearing about Duke Zhen, Master Changchun first comforted him and said tentatively: "Master, I have an old friend who also came with the army. He is the head of the Pharmacy Refining Department."
"Maybe he has a way!"
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