When Li Fan saw something was wrong, he quickly followed.
I saw Senior Sister Zhao checking the status of the monks in front of her from a distance with a solemn face.
"Ahem..." This Dao Dao Sect disciple's cultivation has stagnated in the Nascent Soul stage, but at this moment, he is no different from a mortal who is about to die of illness. His eyes are empty, his consciousness is blurred, and his breath is like a gossamer.
From time to time, I would cough violently, as if my lungs were being coughed out.
There was even a faint hint of death on his face, and he was so weak that he was not what a Nascent Soul cultivator should look like.
Li Fan suddenly felt frightened.
Just now, this monk didn't seem to be so serious. Just for a short period of time when he went to find Senior Sister Zhao, the situation actually worsened a lot.
"Could it be that there was some evil spell?"
Li Fan also squinted his eyes and looked at it.
"Ahem... Daozi?" In a daze, the monk saw the two people standing in front of him. He subconsciously struggled to get up and wanted to salute.
"It's okay. If you feel uncomfortable, don't move around and have a good rest." Senior Sister Zhao stopped him and said gently.
"Meet..." This Dao Dao Sect disciple has never seen such a gentle and friendly side of Senior Sister Zhao in this life.
In an instant, it was like a flashback, and some vitality returned to his face. His eyes stared at Senior Sister Zhao with fascination, as if his soul had been taken away.
"Where did you go after you came down the mountain? What happened and who did you meet?" Senior Sister Zhao asked again.
Regardless of his dying body, the other party kept coughing and took a deep breath to explain everything to Senior Sister Zhao in detail.
Slowly, his breath became weaker and weaker.
But looking at Senior Sister Zhao's eyes full of curiosity, he still persisted and spoke intermittently.
Finally, after he finished speaking the last word, his breath suddenly disappeared.
But her eyes were still not closed, staring at Senior Sister Zhao with reluctance.
"Let's go!" Senior Sister Zhao grabbed Li Fan and left quickly.
At the same time, he handed over a purple-gold elixir and told Li Fan to take it.
"Purple Golden Pill of Creation?" Li Fan was shocked.
This kind of elixir is the secret treasure of Dao Dao Sect. Generally speaking, only the powerful in the immortal realm can refine it. Even if the injury is serious, as long as you don't die on the spot, you can recover as before in an instant after swallowing it. It is equivalent to the second time.
A life is not too much.
It is extremely rare, and the entire Dao Dao Sect does not have much stock.
At this moment, Senior Sister Zhao ate such treasures without hesitation...
Li Fan immediately understood the seriousness of the matter and immediately swallowed the Purple Gold Pill of Creation.
"Don't waste it, wrap it with spiritual power, and slowly absorb the medicinal power." Senior Sister Zhao ordered as she continued to cast spells, building layers of barriers around the two of them.
"What caused the death of that disciple, could it be contagious? What kind of spell is so powerful? Is it aimed at our Dao Sect?" Li Fan couldn't help but be a little shocked.
"Rather than a spell, it is more like a disease. A fatal disease that even monks cannot avoid and escape." Senior Sister Zhao's face was more serious than ever before.
Even when the great changes in the world came, which made it impossible for Japanese and French practitioners to practice together, she was never so worried.
"Its goal is definitely not just our Dao Sect. It is to destroy all the monks in the world... This matter must be reported as soon as possible!"
Li Fan suddenly lost his mind: "Is it possible that it's the backlash of heaven and earth again?! God, thief, if we really want to kill them all, it will never happen!"
"Cough...cough." As the two of them were speeding towards the sect's main hall, Senior Sister Zhao's face suddenly showed a strange pale color.
Then I couldn't control it and started coughing lightly.
But soon, a purple-gold light emerged, and the paleness was slowly suppressed. The cough disappeared, and Senior Sister Zhao’s complexion became rosy again.
"Why did it happen so quickly? Senior sister, are you a Taoist practitioner?" An incredible fear suddenly emerged in Li Fan's heart.
If Hedao is like this, let alone a little cultivator like him?
At this moment, I couldn't wait for the symptoms to occur on my body, so I first used a little of the medicinal power of the Purple Gold Pill of Creation in my Dantian to circulate throughout my body as a protection.
Sure enough, not long after finishing all this, he suddenly felt a sense of fatigue welling up in his heart.
It was as if I had been fighting with Senior Sister Zhao for seven days and seven nights. My whole body was so sore that my bones were about to fall apart.
My throat felt like it was being cut by a knife, but my body was like a drowning mortal, eager to get out of the water and take a big breath.
Fortunately, the Purple Golden Pill of Creation really deserves its reputation.
The power of the purple gold elixir circulates, and the abnormalities in the body disappear in an instant.
"Hiss... this disease is so vicious!" As if he had walked through the gate of hell, Li Fan looked at Senior Sister Zhao with lingering fear: "Fortunately, I have your elixir, Senior Sister. If not, I might be like that Junior Brother just now.
Follow in the footsteps!"
"Don't take it lightly, it's just to suppress the symptoms temporarily. The culprit that caused all this has not been eradicated. It is still hidden in our bodies." Senior Sister Zhao reminded her at the right time.
As if to confirm her words, she soon couldn't help but make a slight cough.
Even though the symptoms were quickly resolved by the Purple Gold Pill of Creation, Li Fan's heart sank to the bottom.
They have magical elixirs to protect their bodies, but they still can't get rid of this unknown disease. How miserable will those ordinary Dao Sect disciples and ordinary casual cultivators be?
It’s simply unimaginable.
The two of them fought against the disease all the way and soon arrived at the sect's main hall.
Dao Dao Sect leader Ji Changxi, who had been informed by Senior Sister Zhao in advance, had already summoned all the elders to gather together.
Although Senior Sister Zhao has explained the horror of this disease in as much detail as possible, Ji Changxi and the elders of Daodao Sect also paid enough attention to it.
But...
But not that much attention.
In their eyes, even though they are both Hedao monks, Senior Sister Zhao, a new Hedao who has succeeded in breaking through with the help of the new method, obviously cannot be compared with their seniors who have been Hedao for hundreds of years.
They have countless secrets and various methods. This young Taoist will be injured by this unknown "disease", but they may not be.
Besides, they thought they were well prepared.
Many restrictions were placed around the open space in the main hall, and they were blocked layer by layer.
He also opened the [Zhanyuan Dao Rushing Formation], which seems to be just a short distance away, but is actually several worlds apart.
Extremely safe and confident.
"You two, don't suppress the strange disease, and then each of you release a drop of your own blood." Ji Changxi ordered.
Li Fan and Senior Sister Zhao followed the orders.
Amidst the gentle coughing, two drops of blood that seemed to exude an unknown aura appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Everyone watched from a distance, and the hall was silent for a while.
Suddenly, an imperceptible look of surprise flashed across Ji Changxi's face.