The villain's pet apprentice sister is not to be trifled with

Although the patients were temporarily accommodated, the faces of several medical practitioners from the Renxin Sect still looked unhappy.

They gathered together, put up several layers of soundproofing barriers, and began their meeting.

"Have you also had a demon seed planted in your place?"

Lu Xiangxiang said, "There are three."

Long Cenyue: "I have two here."

Bai Wuchang: "The only consolation is that there are not many people.

But the demon seeds have a latent period after being planted, and when they mature, they will madly absorb spiritual power, bones and blood.

They all have injuries on their bodies now, and the process until the cultivators completely lose their minds and become murderous puppets of the demon clan will be shortened.

Brother..."

Hua Wuying showed no expression: "First, isolate them quietly and find a way to remove the demon seed. If we can't remove it, we can only kill them after they are completely transformed into demons and lose their sanity."

Bai Wuchang said hatefully, "The demons are so despicable, using such disgusting means to harm people."

Si Qingyu had just noticed that there was a demon seed in Leng Yuehua's body, and it was ready to move.

But Leng Yuehua knew nothing about this.

She suddenly thought of a question, "How can this demon seed enter the body of a cultivator silently without anyone noticing?

Is it related to the previous Mushui Village?"

Si Qingyu's words woke everyone up.

Lu Xiangxiang immediately said, "I just found out that among the cultivators who were planted with the devil seed, there was also a woman who escaped from Mushui Village."

Long Cenyue and Lu Xiangxiang asked the injured, and they were told that they had been implanted with demon seeds and had no idea that they had been planted with them. They only discovered this after they were injured and were examined by medical staff.

What method can allow people to be planted with the devil's seed without anyone knowing? Of course, they themselves recognize that it is harmless and is an indispensable part of the cultivator's practice.

After Si Qingyu finished speaking, everyone thought of it.

It's a pill.

When monks practice cultivation, they naturally cannot avoid taking elixirs, just like modern people need to eat.

The spiritual plants grown in Mushui Village were not clean, and were distributed to some irregular and cheap vendors through some shameful means.

If one does not eat too much, one can use one's own spiritual power to resist and prevent the demons from invading one's spiritual body without one's knowledge. However, there are always people who want to take shortcuts.

The elixirs bestowed by the Dragon King on the village are considered by the villagers of Mushui Village to be magical medicines that can improve their cultivation.

But in fact, these drugs have potential side effects, that is, one day, they will turn them into monsters without consciousness that can only kill people and be driven by the devil.

Bai Wuchang immediately sent a message to Hao Wuqing, and soon received a response.

Sure enough, these captured villagers from Mushui Village also had demon seeds in their bodies, and some of their demon seeds had already awakened. They often killed each other in prison, and after waking up, they had no idea what they had done.

Bai Wuchang waved his hand and said, "Alright, let the adults handle this matter. The children can rest first."

Si Qingyu stretched and was about to leave when he heard a shrill scream.

"Ah! Madam! Why are you so stupid! Why did you transplant that demon seed into yourself!"

When everyone turned around, they saw a female monk holding a sword with demonic energy surrounding her. The whites of her eyes gradually lost their color and were completely covered by the black demonic energy.

Her facial expression became increasingly ferocious, and black patterns covered her skin, as if she was about to swing the sword in her hand and kill all the monks.

Seeing this, everyone defended and retreated, preparing to fight.

Bai Wuchang and the others hurried over and sealed the female monk with a defensive formation.

However, the next moment, the female monk relied on her last bit of consciousness, raised the sword to her heart, pierced her heart with the sword, and ended her life.

However, in just a moment, the female monk lost her life and the demon seed dissipated.

Bai Wuchang sighed and opened the barrier.

"Madam!" The male monk rushed over, hugged the female monk's body, and cried bitterly.

Everyone was very sorry about this change, but the dead cannot be resurrected.

The male monk suddenly raised his head, glared at Long Cenyue and said, "It was you! You told her that there was a demon seed in my body!

My wife used blood as a guide to transplant the demon seed into herself. After the transplanted demon seed was activated, she had no choice but to choose to die with the demon seed."

Long Cenyue's eyes dimmed a little, and he said sadly, "I'm sorry, please accept my condolences!"

The male monk was relentless, as if he had found a way to vent his anger over the loss of his beloved wife. He raised his sword and was about to chop Long Cenyue, "You killed my wife. I will kill you! I want you to be buried with her!"

The sword that the monk was holding was knocked down by Qian Ren, who was closest to Long Cenyue, with a short knife.

The male monk's sword fell to the ground, and he immediately collapsed. He stared at Long Cenyue with resentment and cried uncontrollably.

"Why? I've already arrived at the Renxin Sect. Aren't all of you medical practitioners capable of saving lives? Why did my wife die?"

Long Cenyue sighed and clenched her fists. This was her powerlessness as a doctor.

A doctor is like a caring parent. This is what they are most afraid of hearing, and it is also the psychological demon that they often cannot overcome.

Many young medical practitioners with extraordinary talents fell into endless guilt due to the death of patients they had treated. They were unable to extricate themselves and eventually gave up medicine, lived a mediocre life and achieved nothing.

It's sad and lamentable.

However, at this time, a figure stood in front of Long Cenyue.

Long Cenyue heard a familiar clear voice questioning the male monk who seemed to hate her to the core.

“This is truly absurd.

Your wife died because of you, but you don't feel the slightest bit of guilt. Instead, you blame the doctor who consumed his spiritual energy to save you with a panacea.

Come, let’s sort it out!

Your wife died because of the demon seed. It was you who provoked the demon seed, right?

It's your own fault that you were a coward and a loser, and that's why you were implanted with the demon seed. Yet you want to shirk responsibility. What kind of man are you?

If I were you, I would practice hard. Sooner or later, I would kill those evil cultivators who are causing trouble behind the scenes and avenge my wife.

It's really chilling that they can't distinguish right from wrong and put the blame on the medical staff!

If all patients are like you, who would dare to practice medicine and who would dare to treat patients in the future?

Look carefully, the person you framed today is the chief disciple of Renxin Sect. If anything happens to her or to Renxin Sect, it will all be your fault!

You have to bear the responsibility for the loss of the next generation of great medical practitioners in the cultivation world. Can you afford it?

Ah! Why don't you say anything? "

The male monk sniffed his nose and opened his eyes wide, stunned by Si Qingyu's scolding.

He stammered "I...I..." for a long time but couldn't utter a single word.

Some patients with minor injuries spoke up to defend the Renxin Sect.

"It's really ridiculous that the person who saved the life was framed. It's sad and lamentable."

"Get lost now. There are so many patients and there is just a vacant position. If you don't think highly of the medical skills of the Renxin Sect, why bother them!"

"It's so shameless!"

"People like you deserve this fate."

"Little doctor, don't listen to his nonsense. You are right. You don't need to apologize. We are so grateful to you."

"Yes, yes, don't listen to his nonsense, we are all good patients!"

Long Cenyue's clenched fists gradually loosened. She bowed to the patients, then turned to Si Qingyu and said, "Thank you."