And now...

In contrast, how could he not feel ashamed and terrified?

So I sweated heavily behind me and became more and more frightened.

"What is the other party doing?"

Although it was separated by the thick fog, it did not hinder Lin Xiaoyao's sight.

Lin Xiaoyao was really surprised to see the expression and reaction of Qingyu Zhenren clearly.

Although he had the position of the saint, he naturally could not guess what the other party was thinking at the moment, nor did he expect that his simple words were obviously just trying to pretend to be a fool.

But in the other party's ears, this kind-hearted master, had made up so much of it with cleverness.

This time it's just an attempt, so don't delay it for too long.

Click to stop.

Anyway, I have mastered the method, and it will be easy to communicate with the other party in the future.

No matter what the other party was thinking, Lin Xiaoyao had already made a choice at this moment.

I pretended to be so scared that the head sect was just now. Then, I should do the decisive things I had decided as soon as possible.

So he stopped delaying, but put his hands on his back and spoke in a manner that suits his identity: "You are seriously injured?"

"Disciple, junior..."

He has already regarded this mysterious man in the light of the spirit as the ancestor of the Ceng Sect, and his tone becomes more respectful, but as soon as he spoke, he immediately changed his words.

Although he is now sure that the person in front of him must be a senior ancestor of this sect, since the other party has never admitted it.

Naturally, he didn't dare to act rashly.

To avoid causing the other party to get angry or displeased, it will be more than worth the loss.

So he still calls it by his predecessors.

At this moment, I heard the other party ask about his injuries.

While ashamed, a bitter smile appeared in my heart.

Although he was forced to hold on in front of others, his injuries were indeed severely severe when he was attacked by the old demon Jia this time.

Not only were he injured in his internal organs.

The most important thing is that the demonic energy is still condensed in his seven meridians and eight meridians, wrapping around like a maggot on the tarsal bone...

He has tried various methods to remove it, and has taken a lot of magic pills, but it has no use.

If you delay, as time goes by, the injury will not only fail to heal, but may also become heavier.

Therefore, although he will not lose his life, he will not only lose his strength, but his path to immortal cultivation will probably end here.

True person Qingyu knows these situations.

But what can I do?

Helpless.

As the head of the sect, he cannot show weakness in front of others. After all, the sect has just experienced such a crisis and has just settled down.

If news comes out, the real person of the head of the sect will not heal. It is conceivable what kind of blow it will bring to Huayu Sect?

There is no need for panic in the door.

Some sluts outside may even take advantage of their weakness and wait for an opportunity to act.

So although he was seriously injured, he was also hiding all the other brothers in the sect, except for the head of Baodan Valley.

First, I don’t want everyone to worry about him, and second, I’m afraid that someone will not be in a hurry. If I leak this news to my disciple and nephew, and then spread it out...

He could only hold on now, pretending to be in front of everyone that he was not seriously injured.

However, at this moment, this senior saw it at a glance and told it in one sentence.

The true man Qingyu was amazed at the greatness of the ancestor, after all, his injuries were hidden very well.

On the other hand, I can't help but feel a little helpless and painful.

So when I heard the other party ask, I didn't know how to continue the interface.

"Take it!"

Lin Xiaoyao did not intend to make things difficult for him, and waited for his answer.

As soon as the sleeves were blowing, a blue light flew towards the front.

Qingyu Zhenren didn't understand why, but hesitated and respectfully took the flying thing.

The inspiration was converging, but a small porcelain bottle came into view.

"What is this?"

He was a little surprised and then he used a little force to open the lid of the porcelain bottle.

Suddenly, a strange fragrance thrust into his nose, and just one sniff made him feel relieved.

For some reason, Qingyu's true mood became excited.

He shivered his hands and poured out a pill from the bottle.

It seems to be different from the size of the longan, and it is green and crisp. The surface is not only wrapped by a layer of spiritual light, but also some runes of the size of rice grains appear faintly.

"This is……"

Real person Qingyu hardly believed in his eyes.

He carefully identified it several times before he spoke tremblingly, his voice and tone were filled with excitement and ecstasy: "Is this... Xuantian Qinglingsan?"

Although he had already recognized it, he still couldn't believe what was happening at this moment.

Xuantian Qing Lingsan, this is the legendary spiritual pill.

Although it cannot be used for practice, it cannot increase magic power, let alone break through bottlenecks.

But it's even more rare.

Because this pill is a legendary healing object.

Although it may not be able to live dead people, flesh and bones, it is said that no matter how serious the injury is, just take one Xuantian Qingling San.

It can easily recover as before.

And it is definitely not an exaggerated nonsense.

"Thank you, Master."

The true man Qingyu was excited and didn't care about the mistake of his name. He bowed with both hands and then bowed to Lin Xiaoyao.

Lin Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows.

The other party is the head of our sect. What's wrong with the matter like visiting yourself?

Although he likes to show off, he does not want to receive this gift.

So he brushed his sleeves.

Before the real person Qingyu had time to bow down, he felt a strong wind wrapping his body, his consciousness became blurred, and his hands and feet seemed to be no longer under his control.

"This is……"

When he woke up again, he found that he was still in the ancestral hall of the ancestors.

He even maintained the worship movement.

Everything that happened just now was like a dream.

However, it is so real.

No, that definitely has nothing to do with dreaming.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at his left hand.

I saw that there was indeed a porcelain bottle in my palm.

When I opened the bottle, what caught my eye was the green and green Xuantian Qinglingsan.

Sure enough... all this is true.

Real person Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief.

The expression on his face was extremely surprising.

Then he bowed deeply to the ancestor tablet in front of him, and bowed down and gave a big gift.

Then he left quickly.

When I walked out of the ancestral hall, I found that the young disciple who had just been ordered to leave had turned around at some point and was standing respectfully outside.

True Man Qingyu was in a very good mood at this moment and actually nodded at him.

He ordered: "Although cleaning the ancestral hall of the ancestors is hard, it is an extremely important task for our sect. Everything should not be neglected. You must complete this internal affairs seriously every day."

"Disciple knows it and follows the Dharma metaphor of the head."
Chapter completed!