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Xiao Tingting carefully observed the expressions of several people.He thought to himself: Since Jia Jingyu is the master Rong's disciple, maybe he can save my father.Then, he bit his lip and said, "My father is still in a deep sleep. I am so anxious that I can't sleep at night. I wonder if Senior Brother Jia and Senior Brother Mo have any recipes for my father to recover?"

Originally here to help solve the trouble, Jia Jingyu nodded slightly, looked at Zhanlong and then at Xiao Tingting, and said softly: "Junior Sister Xiao, I want to see the suzerain's situation and make a decision, do you think it's okay?"

Zhan Long and Xiao Tingting made eye contact, at this moment, there is no better way.

After discussing it, they invited Jia Jingyu and Mo Zhannan to Xiao Yi's resting room with two disciple guards outside the house where the doors and windows were closed and the air was stuffy.

The room is filled with a strong smell of herbs, which has already covered the faint scent of the camphor wood canopy bed. The bed structure is exquisite, with heavy curtains hanging down, and the general outline of the person who collapsed can be vaguely seen.

Zhan Long stretched out his hand to lift the bed curtain and hung it up with a hook. Xiao Yi, who was unconscious, was covered with a thin satin quilt with deep purple dark patterns, and he breathed faintly from his nose.

Seeing her father in this state, Xiao Tingting's nose turned sour, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Zhan Long said with great self-blame: "When Junior Brother Che Fenglin set off, Master was still sane and explained many things to me. Unexpectedly, as soon as Junior Brother left, Master could no longer hold on and was bedridden. Wake up, sleep so far."

Jia Jingyu walked up to them and asked for their consent: "As you said, the monster's methods are vicious. It usually cuts out the stomach and guts and kills people. Then can I see the suzerain's wound?"

"Yes." Zhan Long eased his emotions, and slowly lifted the thin quilt covering Master's body.

Then, he lifted a corner of the clothes covering his body, revealing the wounds that had scabbed over his abdomen, which were scarred and shocking.

Zhan Long said to Jia Jingyu and Mo Zhannan: "The four brothers who were killed, those with family members were buried by their family members, and those without family members were buried by us. Master was also seriously injured..."

"Then did the four disciples who were killed show signs of being poisoned?" Jia Jingyu asked suddenly.

Zhan Long thought for a while, and said with certainty: "No."

As soon as the words fell, Jia Jingyu and Mo Zhannan fell silent, lost in thought...

Zhan Long is very worried about his master. His master has nurtured him and cultivated him into a talent. Otherwise, he is an orphan without father and mother. He doesn't know what he will become now. look.Then he said: "Look, the wounds on my master's surface have scabbed over, but what is invisible to the naked eye is..."

"I specialize in swordsmanship and use spiritual power to heal injuries, but I've only learned superficially. Let me see the suzerain's injury first." Jia Jingyu said slowly.

Zhan Long ordered the younger brother who was standing by to move the camphor wood chair. After Jia Jingyu sat down, Mo Zhannan stood beside him. Jia Jingyu adjusted his spiritual energy and concentrated his spiritual power to check Xiao Yi's wound.

Soon, Xiao Yi's injured abdomen was enveloped by soft white light, and Jia Jingyu hung his right palm in the air, drawing circles back and forth on the suzerain's abdomen.

The aura permeated Xiao Yi's abdomen, and Jia Jingyu noticed a strange phenomenon.In the suzerain's body, there is not only the spiritual power of self-cultivation, but also a domineering spiritual power that is engaged in a fierce tug-of-war with the spiritual power of self-cultivation.

This is how the same thing?Could it be that the power of the monster is so strong that it not only hurt his abdomen, but also infused him with spiritual power. Is this the reason why the suzerain couldn't wake up for a long time?

Everyone held their breath and stared at Jia Jingyu intently. Zhan Long noticed that his expression was different, he hesitated, and said slowly, "Junior brother Jia, is my master okay?"

Slowly withdrawing his hand, Jia Jingyu stood up, looked around the crowd, and finally his eyes fell on Zhan Long's, and said truthfully: "Just now I checked carefully for the suzerain, and found a strange phenomenon."

"What strange phenomenon?" Zhan Long and Xiao Tingting asked eagerly in unison.

After thinking for a while, Jia Jingyu weighed his words and said: "I injected spiritual power into the body of the suzerain, and found that not only the spiritual power of my own cultivation, but also a domineering spiritual power invaded his body. I used to listen to the teacher The ancestors said that if you are injured by a monster, you just need to catch it, take its Yuan Dan, and the disease will be cured."

"Jingyu, according to what you said, the most urgent thing is to catch the monster that hides at night and kills people?" Mo Zhannan continued.

"That's right, from today on, Senior Brother Xiao and I will watch the night together to try to capture the monster as soon as possible. Zhan Nan, you and the other senior brothers from the Xuantian Sect will guard the mansion to protect Junior Sister Xiao and the others."

This arrangement is clearly for me to avoid danger.Mo Zhannan thought to himself, but he said hello.

Zhan Long took the trouble to add: "Speaking of that monster, it is treacherous and cunning. Sometimes it will appear suddenly and kill people. Sometimes, there is no movement after several nights of guarding. Brother Jia and us guarding the night together are not only dangerous, but also dangerous. Very hard."

"It's okay, it's okay. Eliminating harm for the people and benefiting one side is our duty as immortal cultivators." Jia Jingyu said flatly.

After a while, Zhan Long arranged for a disciple to lead Jia Jingyu and Mo Zhannan to the guest room to rest.

The two adjacent rooms are clean and tidy, and the furnishings are exactly the same. There is a canopy bed made of camphor wood, a purple cloud gauze bed curtain decorated with tassels, and two well-made armchairs are placed on both sides of the tea table. Inspirational calligraphy and paintings hang on the walls.

After the disciple who led the way left, Jia Jingyu came to Mo Zhannan's room and discussed with him about today's suzerain Xiao Yi's injury.

After a moment of silence, Jia Jingyu couldn't help but get entangled with the two eyebrows, and said slowly: "Zhan Nan, the art of 'thousand-mile sound transmission' is only mastered by the master. It is difficult for me to ask someone. The suzerain's injury is really obvious weird..."

I would like to help you ask Master, the dream union requires two people to enter the dream at the same time, and it is not so timely.

I grew up in Shanghai until I was six years old, and I didn't know much. Later, my body was destroyed and my soul was trapped at the bottom of the ghost cliff. , nor can find a good solution.

Mo Zhannan found that Jia Jingyu was still watching him, came back to his senses, and said after deliberation: "I only heard from Master that some of the evil spirits in the world are full of resentment and evil everywhere, and some are too dark. , turning into ghosts, and absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, breaking out of the coffin..."

Speaking of this, Mo Zhannan paused for a moment, Jia Jingyu nodded thoughtfully, and said, "You are right, the master also said the same thing. What makes me feel strange is that the patriarch's body, apart from self-cultivation There is also a domineering spiritual power, and when you are chasing each other and fighting fiercely, I am worried that once the spiritual power that invades the body gains the upper hand, he will never wake up again."

"Yes, this is the most worrisome thing. And the monster's surreptitious behavior makes it impossible to guard against. If he is not captured and executed on the spot, I don't know how many innocent people will be killed." Mo Zhannan said worriedly. .

The author has something to say:

This "monster making trouble" story is used to promote the plot.