Over the years, he has spent so much effort and cultivation resources on Duanmu Qingming. Even the treasure god of the Sect, the ancestors of the Sword Ding Sect, was passed on to him in advance. If it weren't for Duanmu Qingming's age, it was not old enough.
His strength is still a little worse, and he even wishes he could pass it directly to him. Duanmu Qingming was injured like this, so how could he not be angry?
However, Duanmu Qingming has not yet woken up, and the disciples of the Jianding Sect who accompanied him on a trip have no news. It is probably a great disaster, and he doesn't know who is the one who attacked him.
"Master Du, I won't make things difficult for you for Qingming's injury. I just want you to wake him up and let me know who was the one who attacked me!" After calming my mind, Qi Zongwang said to Master Du.
"I just gave him a Xuanyou Emperor Spirit Pill, and used the ancestors of the Yan Luo Soul Resurrection Needle to clear his meridians and condense his soul. If I can wake up, I should wake up in a while. If I can't wake up, I'm really helpless.
It's up." Master Du said.
As soon as he finished speaking, Duanmu Qingming heard a dreamlike whisper from his mouth, and his fingers moved.
"Qingming!" Qi Zongwang grabbed Duanmu Qingming's palm and shouted excitedly.
"Ah, Gu Fenghua... Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong, please spare me a life." Duanmu Qingming opened his eyes and saw his master, but he seemed to see an evil ghost
, he suddenly retracted his palm, curled up in a ball, trembling, and let out a terrified wail.
"Qingming, I am the master, I am the master." Qi Zongwang didn't know what Duanmu Qingming had experienced, but was so scared that he looked like this. He felt a soreness in his heart and tears appeared in his eyes.
"Gu Fenghua, don't kill me, please don't kill me, I know I'm wrong. I shouldn't be lustful and frame you, shouldn't be in love with Jiang Chengye, shouldn't be in love with you, shouldn't be in love with someone to kill you, it's all my fault, I
"Duanmu Qingming, however, seemed to have heard nothing, still curled up in a ball, slapped himself while crying and begging.
"Qingming!" Seeing his panic-like appearance, Qi Zong looked like a knife and shouted loudly.
I thought Duanmu Qingming was frightened, but when he woke up, his heart was in a mess. His roar contained holy energy and could shake him up. Who knew that Duanmu Qingming's face changed when he heard this roar and let out another sound.
He screamed shrillly: "Gu Fenghua, don't, don't kill...uh..." Then he rolled his eyes and fainted again.
The wing room became quiet again, and it was as quiet as death.
"Master Du, what's going on?" Qi Zongwang finally suppressed the grief in his heart and asked Master Du.
"It must be too scared and the soul was damaged. Even if it can be awakened, it will probably be difficult to recover from the mind." Master Du sighed and said.
"In other words, he can only be so crazy like this in his life?" Qi Zongwang asked.
"If you are willing to take medicine, you may be able to wake up, but even if you wake up, you will be awake sometimes, sometimes crazy, and you will not be stimulated any more, you will not be overjoyed, you will not be overjoyed, you will not be angry, you will not be overjoyed, you will not be angry, or you will not be overjoyed. But it will make the only one hurt like this.
Even if he was completely awake, he would..." Master Du hesitated for a moment and said honestly.
The young master of the Dignified Sword Ding Sect, the future master, actually fell to this point. He felt that he couldn't bear it when he saw it, but there was no way. The higher his cultivation level, the stronger his soul, but once his soul was damaged, he wanted to heal it.