The Golden Saint let out a cry of surprise, with an incredible look on his face, as if he had seen something unbelievable.
"What's wrong, ancestor?" Rong Jingtian asked hurriedly.
Rong Yi was also uneasy.
The golden sage asked: "My child, what kind of cultivation is the person who hurt you?"
Rong Yi replied: "The peak state of the Saint King."
"What!" The golden saint's face changed, and he asked: "So, the other party used the peak state of the saint king to hurt the soul of you, the peerless saint king?"
"Yeah." Rong Yi nodded.
A strong murderous intention appeared on the face of the golden saint, and he said: "This person must not be left here, he must be killed, otherwise there will be endless troubles."
"He is only at the peak of the Saint King, but he can severely damage your soul like this. It's simply unbelievable."
"Either the skills he cultivates are extremely heaven-defying, or his understanding is extremely evil, or he has both."
"Such a person must be strangled in the cradle, otherwise it will only take a hundred years for no one in this world to suppress him."
What!
Rong Jingtian and Rong Yi's expressions changed.
They didn't expect that their ancestor had such a high opinion of Ye Changsheng.
Rong Jingtian said: "Ancestor, the person who seriously injured Yi'er is called Ye Changsheng. He is an outsider. The Heaven and Earth Clock ranks him first on the Qianlong List. He is said to have the qualifications of a great emperor. Oh, by the way, he also obtained immortality.
The supreme inheritance of the mountain and the complete fate of the demon clan."
When the golden saint heard this, the murderous intent on his face became even stronger.
"Although I have never left the forbidden area of life, I heard that the supreme inheritance of the Immortal Mountain is related to a once powerful emperor."
"It can be seen that Ye Changsheng probably has the true inheritance of the Great Emperor."
"As for the complete destiny of the demon clan, it is really surprising that a human clan has obtained it. This also shows that now he can command the entire demon clan."
The Golden Saint said again: "This person must not be left here. He must be killed as soon as possible. Otherwise, our family will be wiped out by him in the future."
Rong Jingtian and Rong Yi were surprised again. They heard a sense of urgency in the golden sage's tone.
You know, the ancestor is a quasi-emperor at the pinnacle of power!
It can make a quasi-emperor peak expert feel a sense of urgency. It can be seen that in the mind of the golden saint, Ye Changsheng has become the number one enemy.
"It can make our ancestors feel a sense of urgency. Ye Changsheng, Ye Changsheng, you should die in peace!" Rong Yi thought to himself.
Rong Yi took the opportunity to ask: "Ancestor, Yi'er's soul..."
Back to business, the Golden Sage said: "I just checked, and the method of injuring Yi'er seems to be a kind of spiritual consciousness or a spiritual attack technique."
"This method is silent and hard to guard against. No wonder Yi'er was hit hard."
"Fortunately, Yi'er escaped quickly. If he had been a step late, he might have suffered a terrible disaster."
Rong Yi said: "At the critical moment of life and death, I used the life-saving charm my father gave me, and then my soul was taken away by a ball of golden light."
Thinking of the scene at that time, Rong Yi was still frightened and said: "Fortunately, I have that life-saving amulet, otherwise, I might really die in Ye Changsheng's hands."
Rong Jingtian said: "That life-saving talisman was painted by our ancestor."
"Ah?" Rong Yi looked surprised.
Rong Jingtian said: "Actually, my ancestor has been paying attention to you secretly since you were born."
"You are the future of our Golden Family. For your safety, my ancestor drew a life-saving talisman with his own hands and asked me to hand it over to you. I want to protect you with this."
"It's just that my ancestor told me not to let you know about this matter, so I never told you."
The Golden Sage said: "Yi'er, you are born with a divine body and have unparalleled talents. You are also the heir of the Golden Family. You have been far ahead all the way, leaving your peers far behind."
"Your growth has been very smooth."
"The reason why I don't let you know about my existence is because I'm worried that after you know that I am in charge of the Golden Family, you will act more unscrupulously and arrogantly in the future. This is not a good thing for you."
Rong Yi was both moved and guilty, and said: "I didn't expect that my ancestor worked so hard for my growth. I, I failed to live up to your expectations. I'm sorry."
The golden sage said: "The matter has come to this, there is no need to feel guilty. As long as you strengthen your faith, you will be like me and be better than before."
Rong Jingtian asked: "Ancestor, that Yi'er's injury..."
"I can't cure his injury." As soon as the golden saint said this, Rong Jingtian and Rong Yi were shocked.
Neither father nor son expected this result.
In an instant, their hearts went cold.
Even the ancestors couldn’t cure it, so who else can?
"Ye Changsheng's methods exceeded my expectations, so I said that this person must be killed and must not be allowed to grow up." The golden sage changed his voice and said: "Yi'er's soul has been seriously injured, and he wants to completely
He can only rely on himself to heal."
"But I can help him."
Hearing this, Rong Jingtian and Rong Yi's faces showed joy again.
The Golden Saint said: "If Yi'er relied on himself, it would probably take five hundred years to recover, but I can help him. It only takes fifty years for his soul to be completely recovered, but..."
"Just what?" Rong Yi asked urgently.
The golden sage said: "I'm afraid it will take ten years before you can recover your physical body."
Ten years, for a monk, is just a blink of an eye.
"Great!" Rong was overjoyed. He quickly bent down and saluted and said, "Ancestor, please help Yi'er."
The golden saint nodded slightly, stretched out a hand, palm down, and gently covered Rong Yi's soul.
As he thought, a warm and rich golden energy overflowed from his palm, like a trickle, slowly seeping into his damaged soul.
"Child, close your eyes, keep your mind quiet, follow my guidance, and let this power roam within your soul to repair the wounds."
The golden saint's voice was deep and deep, as if it contained some ancient magic power, making people obey it involuntarily.
Rong Yi did as he was told. He closed his eyes tightly and relaxed his whole body. He only felt a warm current flowing around in his soul. Wherever he went, the wounds that were originally painful and unbearable seemed to be healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. That kind of
The feeling of weakness caused by the damage to the soul also gradually diminished.
Rong Jingtian watched nervously from the side, not daring to take a breath for fear of disturbing this crucial treatment process.
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the painful expression on Rong Yi's face gradually softening and being replaced by a touch of comfort and tranquility.
Time seems to become longer at this moment, and every second is full of expectation and hope.
About a quarter of an hour passed.
Finally, the golden saint slowly retracted his palm, and the golden energy disappeared.
Rong Yi opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes shone brighter and clearer than ever before, as if he had undergone a transformation.
