The magical effects displayed by Li Qingtong made the monks of the Li family extremely happy, and they all looked at him with burning eyes.
"No more!" Of course Li Qingtong could understand what these Li family monks meant, but such useless publicity was not part of Li Qingtong's personality.
As for the saying that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda...Li Qingtong said that 'people should believe in fate'.
Fortunately, Li Qingtong's little trick gave the ban some time to breathe, and those Li family monks who couldn't make a move were no longer struggling. They rushed to the hub of the magic circle, and with the continuous infusion of true energy and mana,
The vast first-level restraining array on this floor has stabilized again.
There was a quick response to Li Xuanji's transmission talisman.
Some people appeared with the smell of fireworks and medicine on their bodies, and they couldn't help but take a breath after seeing the hell-like scene outside the prohibition.
When it comes to mental cultivation, these new Li family monks are even worse than the bean sprouts in the greenhouse earlier.
"Get ready quickly! These people have been corrupted by evil forces, but after all, their blood is thicker than water with us. We really can't carry out the act of extermination. Now it's up to you!" Li Xuanji said at this time the Li family
Among the monks, one is not the one with the highest cultivation level, nor is he the one with the greatest authority among the powerful.
But he was the only one who dared to step forward and come up with a solution at this time.
Although the effectiveness of this approach remains to be verified.
"Xuanji, is there really nothing wrong with your brain? Do you know that although Bing Ling San is a low-level spiritual elixir, it is not cheap to refine. Look at those around you who have been infected by the evil poison.
The ethnic group... Even using all the stock in the tribe is not enough!" An old man who was nearing the end of his Qi refining stage also stepped forward from the crowd. He could no longer stand the misbehavior of his descendants.
"Thirteenth uncle, as long as there are promising methods, we must try one or two. We can't just wait for those ethnic groups to use their flesh and blood to cancel each other out with the restrictions, right?" Li Xuanjici was not completely sure at this time, so when he retorted,
Naturally, his tone was not that strong.
"The best response is not to respond at this moment. They are all ordinary people. Even if there are one or two alienated monks among them, they are only at the third level of Qi refining stage. Such strength cannot break the protection restriction of my family.
!Uncle, this is for your own good...do you understand?" The words of the newly appeared old man became meaningful later on.
Li Xuanji glanced over and saw that many of his peers in the family looked slightly startled and understood everything in his heart.
At this time, in the minds of the monks of the Li family, it is true that if you don't do it, it is good, and if you do it too much, it will be wrong.
To put it cold-bloodedly, it is absolutely inappropriate to kill one's own people, but they cannot blame the people on the mountain for seeking their own death.
"Brother Xuanji, please save my brother! He is dying."
"Brother Xuanji, please save my sister, she is just a child!"
"Brother, can you please save my father? Even if I have to go up a mountain of swords or go down into a sea of fire, if you just say a word, I will never frown!"
During Li Xuanji's moment of hesitation, the monks who were confronting the mentally retarded tribesmen at the foot of the mountain through the restraints burst out pleading.
Those ferocious faces are actually the closest people to the Li family monks on the mountain.
Watching their loved ones being tortured to death by such cruel methods, and yet they could do nothing...most of the monks felt extremely heavy in their hearts.
"First get rid of the inventory of Bingling Powder and spread it as widely as possible. The alchemist will refine it at full speed, no matter the cost! If the elders ask in the future, I am willing to bear all the responsibility!" At that moment, Li Xuanji felt a little relieved.
However, seeing the suffering and torture of his people, Li Xuanji decisively gave orders that were in line with his true intentions.
Fortunately, this Ice Spirit Powder is a very versatile auxiliary elixir among monks in the Qi Refining Stage, and the Li family monks will use some during their extravagant cultivation.
Therefore, the stock is not small.
Bottles of ice spirit powder in stock were gathered together, and many Li family monks took out their own elixirs in varying quantities.
The next scene is to spread the Bingling Powder potion.
Those who use wind magic, those who urge birds and spiritual birds, those who encourage the breath to spread outward...
After using various techniques, the entire Qingniu Mountain was surrounded by a cool and comfortable cold fragrance for tens of meters around the outermost limit.
Li Qingtong saw a piece of ribbon smeared on top of the ban, and felt a little sad for the Li family.
In just a few dozen breaths, the Ice Spirit Powder worth at least three thousand spirit stones was squandered.
The next moment we have to see if this Bing Ling Powder has any effect.
And these medicinal gases evaporate rapidly towards the surroundings, how many people can be affected...only God knows.
The walking zombies in the outside world are still squandering their lives, while the Li family monks within the confinement are nervously waiting for the results.
One breath passes... ten breaths pass... one cup of tea time passes.
"It seems to have no effect, should you continue refining?" A Li family alchemist who had just produced a fresh pot of ice spirit powder broke the silent atmosphere within the confinement.
"It seems that the effect of the medicine is not enough! Give me a bottle!" Li Qingtong has been using his greatest efforts to pay attention to those Li family members who have fallen into a state of madness.
After the medicinal energy of Bingling Powder was inhaled by them, the filthy power in the bodies of the creatures polluted by the blood rain quickly consumed the medicinal properties of Bingling Powder.
Li Qingtong didn't wait for the other party's response, and quickly used a magic method to restrain the chaotic Li family members who were knocked to the ground by the lightning strike.
This was accomplished with the cooperation of Li Xuanji.
There are not many monks in the Li family who have this authority and means, and Li Qingtong is only familiar with this one.
The next moment, Li Qingtong roughly drank a mouthful of Ice Spirit Powder to the still convulsing Li family member, and then controlled the intensity of the lightning strike technique to give him a full-body baptism.
After just a few breaths, the young monk on the second floor of the Li family's Qi Refining Stage who had been polluted by evil forces opened his eyes blankly.
Then came the painful wails.
"I...what's wrong with me?" Sweat rolled down his forehead, and his face was even more distorted than when it was eroded.
But after hearing his words, the Li family monks cheered.
"How many people can be saved with this kind of treatment? It's just too flashy!" A voice from nowhere broke the beautiful atmosphere.
"You can try to control the area and concentrate the medicinal energy of Bing Ling Powder on the clan members who were struck by lightning." The person who responded was actually the late monk in the Qi refining stage who Li Xuanji called his thirteenth uncle.
His cultivation level is not the highest, but he obviously occupies a very high level in terms of seniority.
As soon as he finished speaking, there were already monks from the Li family who couldn't wait to try.