Ding Chongguang often came to the inn in the past and was very generous, so everyone in the neighborhood knew him.
Someone found out and actively persuaded others to make way for the two of them.
"Thank you!"
After Ding Chongguang thanked him, he walked into the center along the passage and saw a pool of black blood on the ground, with a strong evil spirit remaining in the blood.
Everyone was pointing around this trace.
"Brother Sixteen, what's going on?"
He asked the Ding family members around him.
"Chidong was seriously injured and fell into coma when he ran to the door of the inn. He didn't see his teammates. It's very possible that..."
The man shook his head with a heavy expression.
"He has evil in his blood. Could it be that he went deep into the Cangyun Mountains? Or is there something wrong with the formation?"
Chidong is a second-level foundation-building monk and the captain of an expedition team. He has a close relationship with Dingshan.
To the west of Qinghe City is a large mountain range, called the Cangyun Mountain Range, which is the junction of various countries.
There are many wild monsters inhabiting the mountains. Most of the monster meat in Shanhai Inn is hunted by explorers and rangers from the mountains. It is also one of the specialties of Qinghe City.
Chidong's team is one of them. They have been stationed in Qinghe City and go to the Cangyun Mountains from time to time to explore and hunt monsters.
However, the depths of the mountains are an unknown place.
Thousands of years ago, a great demon appeared and massacred a then-prosperous spiritual kingdom in order to practice demonic skills. Although the great demon was killed by all the decent masters, boundless resentment still lingered in the mountains.
Even if there is a large formation to suppress it, traces of resentment will escape from time to time on the edge, which can make ordinary people go crazy under the influence, and it is extremely dangerous.
"I don't know. It still depends on whether he can wake up."
Brother Sixteen shook his head and sighed slightly.
Ding Chongguang nodded and walked towards the inn again.
There are still a few guests scattered in the inn, and there are a few more mission cards in the entire store than before. It is obvious that Uncle San has listened to his opinions and is ready to completely transform this inn into a place similar to the Earth Mercenary Union.
After saying hello to a few guys, he went straight to the back hall, a room specially reserved for emergency treatment of injured adventurers.
I saw a well-known doctor in the city diagnosing the pulse of a man in the house, and beside him was a middle-aged man with two scars on his face who was not angry or intimidating.
The latter is none other than Dingshan, the butler of Shanhai Inn and a direct descendant of the Ding family who has experience as a ranger.
"Third uncle! How is Captain Chidong?"
As soon as Ding Chongguang entered the door, he asked with concern.
Although he did not have much interaction with Chi Dong, even Chi Dong, who relied on his own efforts and continuous adventures to reach the foundation building stage, did not take him as a young master of aristocratic family seriously, and gave Ding Chongguang a cold face when they met several times.
No gifts are accepted.
However, the Cangyun Mountain Range was of great importance, so he couldn't help but care about it.
"Doctor Zhao said that evil spirits enter the body and are difficult to treat with ordinary medicine and stone."
Dingshan's normally cheerful face also showed a trace of sadness.
"This is wrong. If they were really infected near the depths, they should have fled to the nearest Yunhe City. There are also special elixirs there. How could they escape to Qinghe City? Could it be..."
Ding Chongguang frowned when he heard this.
The area closest to Yunhe City from the Land of Resentment is also a portal specially left by the Immortal Sect in the formation to provide practitioners with trials, and at the same time, regularly eliminate the creatures infected by evil spirits to avoid the accumulation of evil spirits.
Qinghe City is not close to the land of resentment, which was the Immortal Kingdom back then. Even if Chidong strayed into an unknown passage somewhere, he should have known how to escape to Yunhe City.
"It's very possible that there's something wrong with the formation here in Qinghe City!"
Dingshan's expression also became more serious. He could feel the seriousness of the problem more, so he felt it was difficult and turned to the doctor for questioning.
"Is there really nothing Dr. Zhao can do?"
Doctor Zhao handed a unilateral prescription he had just written to Ding Shan and said: "The evil spirit in his body is very special, unlike the external evil spirit, and his soul has been eroded by the evil spirit of resentment, unless there is a golden elixir monk who is willing to damage his cultivation.
, use golden elixir to bear the evil spirit on his behalf, or take spirit-clearing medicine, otherwise there is no other way."
"Taking the medicine according to my prescription can only suppress his condition a little."
In ancient times, there was a clear distinction between clear and turbid qi. The spiritual power of heaven and earth was divided into clear qi and turbid qi. Those who cultivated pure qi were righteous, and those who cultivated turbid qi were demons. There were also elixirs for clear and turbid qi.
Strictly speaking, resentment is also a type of turbid qi.
However, in modern times, as the world becomes increasingly turbid, not only the upper limit of monks' cultivation level gradually decreases, but pure pure and turbid qi no longer appear. People's boundaries between pure and turbidity gradually blur, and they have fewer means to deal with it. As for the medicine for clearing the spirit,
That would be even more rare.
It wasn't until a thousand years ago that the demon used some unknown method to use the kingdom of immortals to reproduce the power of a huge amount of resentment, and used the path of resentment to enter a period of tribulation that no one had entered in tens of thousands of years. Only then did the world pay attention to it again.
Pure and turbid air.
All the sects united for this purpose and after communicating with each other, great progress was made in all aspects, ushering in a great prosperity in the practice world. However, there was no progress in dealing with turbid qi, and even pure and spiritual things were rare.
"Doctor Zhao, please wait outside. My uncle and I still have something to say."
Ding Chongguang thought for a while, then said to Dr. Zhao, and at the same time made a gesture to Qingyue.
"OK."
Doctor Zhao knew that these two uncles and nephews might have to say something confidential, so he resigned from the room.
Qingyue followed behind him.
Dingshan had no objection to this, but his face became more solemn.
Several elders of the Ding family are all golden elixir monks, but no one can let a golden elixir monk sacrifice himself for a piece of news.
Ding Chongguang pondered for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said: "Third uncle, Master Liu once helped me refine a pill, which may be able to revive Captain Chidong!"
"Master Liu? Is he the alchemist who has become famous in the city in the past few years?"
Dingshan was overjoyed when he heard this and felt like he had seen a little light.
Master Liu's name was Liu Feng. He was an abandoned disciple of the Danding Sect, a low-ranking sect nearby. His cultivation level was only at the ninth level of Qi training, and he had learned alchemy. At first, he was no more than an alchemy apprentice, so he did not attract the attention of major families.
However, it has only been five years since he came to Qinghe City. Now he has not only succeeded in building the foundation, but has also become a very important third-level alchemist in the city.
In the eyes of the major forces, Liu Feng was the big shot compared to Ding Chongguang, who was just making small fuss.
"As you know, when Master Liu first came to Qinghe City, my father helped him a little and asked him to teach Yunzhi and me how to make alchemy. Speaking of his Foundation Establishment Pill, it was my father who helped him
Bought."
"Although he didn't let us call him master, he still took good care of me. He heard that my cultivation progress was very slow, so he gave me a pill, saying that it could temporarily improve the purity of spiritual roots by borrowing the Qingling Qi. However,
There are some side effects, I will use it when I am ready to make a breakthrough."
As Ding Chongguang spoke, he took out a sandalwood box specifically for elixirs from the storage ring and showed it to Ding Shan.
"Temporary improvement of qualifications? Qingling Qi? How is it possible?"
Dingshan couldn't believe it at all when he heard this. Pure spiritual things are rare and ordinary seventh- and eighth-grade alchemists will never encounter them. How could Liu Feng possess them? And give them to an outsider?