Xiao Chen and Zhuge Qingtian chatted for a while and left.
"injured……"
Xiao Chen's smile disappeared. He tried his best not to show it in front of Zhuge Qingtian just now.
It was more difficult for him to accept that the old fortune teller was hurt for him than that he was hurt himself.
"You're tired from the journey and want to rest?"
Xiao Chen shook his head and went to the old fortune teller's residence.
As soon as he arrived nearby, he noticed that the spiritual energy around him was gathering and flowing away.
Xiao Chen walked in slowly and saw the old fortune teller sitting cross-legged.
"How did you come?"
Hearing the noise, the old fortune teller opened his eyes.
"I'm here to give you something."
Xiao Chen stepped forward and said.
"what?"
The old fortune teller is curious.
"Give."
Xiao Chen took out the Nine Flames Mysterious Needle from the bone ring and handed it to the old fortune teller.
The old fortune teller looked at the Nine Flames Mysterious Needle, was startled, and then came to his senses.
"Zhuge Qingtian still told you?"
"Um."
Xiao Chen nodded.
"Old fortune teller, you are injured, what do you have to hide? Are you afraid that I will laugh at you? Or, in other words, will you break the impression in my mind that you are the most powerful and omnipotent?"
"Haha, you know it and you tell it?"
The old fortune teller smiled.
"And there's nothing to say. It's just a minor injury."
"Okay, don't be brave, do you want me to check your pulse?"
Xiao Chen curled his lips.
"No need, my old man's medical skills are no worse than yours."
The old fortune teller shook his head and took the Nine Flames Mysterious Needle.
"Since you brought this thing, let's use it."
"Who hurt you?"
Xiao Chen looked at the old fortune teller and asked.
"not human."
The old fortune teller shook his head.
"The secret realm where the earth spirit is located is very dangerous. You could get hurt if you are not careful."
"It is indeed the spirit of the earth."
Xiao Chen sighed in his heart, he had guessed it just now.
"If you can find the spirit of the earth, it won't be a big deal if you get hurt."
The old fortune teller played with the Nine Flame Mysterious Needle and felt a warm feeling coming from his hand.
"It's a small injury, don't worry too much... Okay, go ahead and do what you need to do, I'm going to heal the injury."
"Haha, aren't you tired from the journey?"
Xiao Chen suppressed his gratitude and smiled deliberately.
"roll!"
The old fortune teller laughed and cursed.
"Then I'll leave first."
Xiao Chen smiled and didn't plan to stay any longer.
The only thing he could do was to take out the Nine Flames Mysterious Needle.
As for other things, such as sacred healing products, there is no shortage of old fortune tellers.
After all... the Sun Moon Divine Sect was just looted.
"By the way, this is for you."
The old fortune teller thought of something, shook his hands and threw a ball.
"I forgot to give it to you just now."
"What's this?"
Xiao Chen took it and could feel the majestic energy inside the ball, and there was even a black shadow walking inside.
"Can't you devour the soul clone of the Seven Cult Leaders? Devouring him will strengthen your soul."
said the old fortune teller.
"The soul clone of the Seven Leaders?"
Xiao Chen was surprised, and then thought of the fighting spirit in the Dragon King's secret realm.
The Dragon King did the same thing at that time. He used his great supernatural power to capture the fighting spirit and gave it to him.
"I don't need it for the time being. I think my soul is almost reaching the critical point of foundation building. If it gets stronger, I might have to build a foundation."
Xiao Chen shook his head.
"Oh? Okay, then you can keep it first and use it later when you can use it."
The old fortune teller said casually.
"You can't use it?"
Xiao Chen looked at the old fortune teller and asked.
"I don't need it. After some time, the injury will be healed."
The old fortune teller shook his head.
"Would it be quicker to get better after devouring the souls of the Seven Cult Leaders? Eat them quickly and let yourself return to your peak. Otherwise, I can rest assured that you can go out?"
Xiao Chen said and threw the ball back.
"There's no need..."
The old fortune teller still wanted to refuse.
"Why is it not necessary... You are an old fortune teller, right? It's just a soul clone."
Xiao Chen curled his lips.
"Look at you now, you look like a grandfather who doesn't want to use the good things himself, but wants to leave them to his grandson..."
"I was originally your grandfather too."
The old fortune teller smiled.
"Besides, it's not that I'm reluctant, I just think it's unnecessary."
"It's necessary to help you get better sooner and avoid suffering less."
Xiao Chen said seriously.
"Fine."
When the old fortune teller saw what he said, he nodded.
"Go ahead."
"No, you devour it first, and then I'll leave."
Xiao Chen shook his head.
"What, am I still going to lie to you?"
The old fortune teller didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he could only point at the ball.
Bo.
The ball broke open, and the originally small black shadow suddenly grew larger.
Before the black shadow could react, the old fortune teller's brows flashed with light, swallowing the black shadow inside.
"It's really not necessary. This little soul power is just a drop in the bucket for me."
said the old fortune teller.
"..."
Xiao Chen's eyelids twitched. At that moment, he could feel the strong power of the soul.
And this is still a drop in the bucket?
How powerful is that old fortune teller’s soul?
"It's been swallowed. You can go now."
said the old fortune teller.
"Um."
Xiao Chen nodded,
"Heal well. If you need anything from me, just ask."
"Go ahead."
After the old fortune teller finished speaking, he closed his eyes.
Xiao Chen didn't stay long, left the old fortune teller's residence and returned to the main villa.
After learning that the old fortune teller was back, Qin Lan and the others came back at noon.
However, Xiao Chen didn't let them disturb the old fortune teller. He didn't mention his injury, only that he was tired from the journey.
In the middle of the afternoon, the old fortune teller reappeared.
Just like in the morning, there was no sign of injury at all, and he continued to divide things, and everyone who saw them had their share.
Ning Kejun, Su Qing and other girls also gained a lot.
After all, she is a grandson’s daughter-in-law, so the old fortune teller is extraordinarily generous... Anyway, the Sun Moon Divine Sect has hundreds of years of heritage.
And it was just robbed, no, just taken back, just like the money won from the gambling table, it was particularly painless to spend.
"How's your injury?"
Xiao Chen found an opportunity and asked with concern.
"It's not a problem at first. I'll just recover slowly."
The old fortune teller said casually.
"Even if you don't recover, I can still suppress you."
"..."
Xiao Chen was speechless, but judging from the fact that the old fortune teller suppressed the Sun and Moon Sect single-handedly, these words were definitely not bragging.
At least...he didn't dare to go to the Sun and Moon Divine Sect alone to obtain the ceremonial weapon. If he did go, he would probably die without knowing how.
"When I came back this time, I found that Xiaobai and the others have made great progress, especially Hanboy..."
The old fortune teller thought of something and said.
"Well, they all work very hard."
Xiao Chen nodded. Even though everyone was shouting about the club or something, they were all working very hard behind the scenes.
Others can lie, but cultivation cannot tell lies.
If you don’t practice, how can your cultivation level increase?
"I have brought back so many things from the Sun and Moon Divine Sect this time. I plan to help these little guys improve one more time so that they can build their foundation as soon as possible."
said the old fortune teller.
"Huh? That's a good thing."
Xiao Chen's eyes lit up.
"However, each of them is holding back their energy and wants to build the foundation of the Immortal Grade."
"Building an Immortal Grade Foundation depends on your own talent. You don't just want to be an Immortal Grade... Building an Immortal Grade Foundation is difficult. Just because there are many Immortal Grade Foundation Builders around you, doesn't mean that it is easy."
The old fortune teller shook his head.
"However, they all have good talents and are expected to build a foundation of immortality... I will try my best to help them."
"good."
Xiao Chen nodded.
"Old fortune teller, what are you going to do?"
"I just have some thoughts for the time being, specific ones, let me think about them again."
said the old fortune teller.
"Well... pay attention to your own injuries first and don't show off. That's the most important thing."
Xiao Chen reminded.
"My old man doesn't know how to count? Do I need you to teach me?"
The old fortune teller said it all, but he felt a little warm in his heart.
Later, Xiao Chen and the old fortune teller went to Zhao Laomo's residence.
When Zhao Laomo saw the old fortune teller coming, he was very excited and started making tea and pouring water.
"sit down."
The old fortune teller said hello.
"Okay, old god."
Zhao Laomo responded and sat down, with his butt almost touching the chair.
"I've heard everything about you."
The old fortune teller took a sip of tea and looked at Mr. Zhao.
"You told me something back then, and I said that one day you would take revenge... Now, you have agreed."
"Yes, old fairy."
Zhao Laomo nodded.
"If you hadn't said it before, I might not be able to hold on today..."
Hearing the conversation between the two, Xiao Chen was surprised, is there such a thing?
He had never heard Mr. Zhao mention it.
"Old god, you let me go back then and gave me some guidance... thank you."
Zhao Laomo stood up and was about to kneel down.
"We are all our own people, no need to worry."
The old fortune teller waved his hand, and a strong force supported Mr. Zhao, preventing him from kneeling down.
"Being able to fight for one's life, kill Zou Xiangming and survive is already a great deal of luck."
"Well, these days, I have already thought about it."
Zhao Laomo nodded.
"Even if you are really crippled and cannot regain your strength, I can accept it."
"It's good to have this idea."
The old fortune teller nodded, raised his right hand and pointed far away.
A ray of light fell on Mr. Zhao's eyebrows and quickly disappeared.
Zhao Laomo was surprised and stood there, not daring to make any move.
Although he didn't know what the old fortune teller was doing, he would definitely not harm him.
"The meridians are cut off, and the Dantian is completely shattered... You are not hurting the great road. You have clearly destroyed the great road."
The old fortune teller frowned slightly. Zhao Laomo's condition was worse than he imagined.
Hearing the old fortune teller's words, Zhao Laomo felt sad.
Although he had already thought about it, he still felt a little helpless when he heard this.
Is it really useless?
"Old fortune teller, there's nothing you can do?"
Xiao Chen looked at the old fortune teller and asked.
"Disaster."
The old fortune teller shook his head.
"It's okay, even if I am disabled, I can still use my spare energy to teach Xiaobai and the others..."
Zhao Laomo smiled bitterly.
"Being alive is already a great blessing, so why expect too much?"
"I just said 'difficult', not that it was completely impossible."
The old fortune teller said calmly.
"Um?"
Zhao Lao Mo was startled and his eyes widened.
Xiao Chen also looked at the old fortune teller. Can Old Zhao recover his cultivation?
"Old god, you...you..."
Zhao Laomo was so excited that his voice trembled.
