Dressed as the protagonist Shou's brother who died young

Seven days later, Yinsu arrived outside Qianque City.

He spread out his consciousness and quickly found Wen Song's position, "Song Song, I'm here."

The repeated words are always more intimate when evoked, and Yin Su's voice is deep and mellow, which seems to be a kind of whisper in Wen Song's ears.

Wen Song rarely heard Yin Su calling him like this. He rubbed the tips of his soft ears and said in a low voice, "Then I'll go out to pick you up."

"Okay," Yin Su walked quickly, and arrived outside the mansion in a short while.

Wen Song formed a Youdao bond with him, so he can clearly feel that the distance between them is getting closer.

Even if he didn't hear Yin Su's footsteps, his heart began to beat fast, like bursts of spring thunder, hitting the tip of his heart...

When seeing people, the spring thunder rises and falls again, turning into drizzle, nourishing the spring buds eager for rain.

The young man standing next to the stone lion was dressed in red, his brows were sparse, and Wen Song vaguely recalled the scene when the two met for the first time, "Su Su."

Seeing Wen Song's dumbfounded look, Yin Su flashed a faint smile from the corner of his eyes, "Come here."

Wen Song stood still.

When I really saw someone, I felt a little nervous and a little timid in my heart, "Susu came so fast."

Seeing that no one was moving, Yin Su walked towards Wen Song, and he handed over the storage bag containing Lingzhi, "The lives of tens of thousands of people are at stake, why not?"

When Wen Song took over the storage bag, he touched Yin Su's fingertips, and the other's fingers carried some coolness in the air, "Su Su...are you going to leave after delivering Lingzhi?"

"No," Yin Su said, "Let's go in and talk about it."

Wen Song took Yin Su back to the wing room, "Didn't you say you let me practice alone?"

"I'm afraid it won't work now," the Indian veteran general Qi Yan told him, "Returning to the end is a magic technique in the realm of comprehension. This technique has killed tens of thousands of people in the mortal world. The righteous way must find out the original author. .”

Wen Song shuddered when he heard the words, "So many people died just to support one person's life?"

"Yes," Yin Su raised his eyebrows, "this person should... have a very high level of cultivation, and his life expectancy is near."

Only in this way, it is necessary to absorb the vitality of so many people.

Wen Song asked, "Is there a solution?"

"Yes," Yin Su paused, and said, "Kill the person behind the scenes."

"But..." Wen Song tightened his fingers and said, "People in the mortal world can't wait!"

These days, the people sent to remote places have all died, and the people with white spots in the mansion are gradually turning into abscesses, and hundreds or even thousands of people die every day.

Yin Su said: "Refine Anxi Pill first to delay their vitality."

"I know," Wen Song listened to Yin Su's calm tone, and the impatience in his heart disappeared a lot, "Su Su build me a gathering spirit array, the spiritual energy in the mortal world is thin, and I'm afraid it won't be enough to support the refining of spirit pills. "

"Ah."

After finishing the battle in Yinsu, Wen Song took out the medicine cauldron and began to refine Anxi Dan. Because it was a life-saving panacea, he spent all his energy in each furnace.

Yin Su looked at Wen Song's serious look and didn't bother.

When the moon rises eastward, the boundless distant night is gradually filled with stars all over the sky, and the originally dark Yinghuo is gradually brightening, trying to invade Taiwei.

It is a sign of great chaos to be confused.

Yin Su frowned. Ever since he came to the mortal world, his heart was always filled with a sense of danger.

One day and one night passed, and Wen Song refined twenty furnaces of panacea. At the beginning, because he was not very familiar with them, the first few pans of panacea were all low-level. Afterwards, he had a lot of experience, and almost every furnace was Mid-grade panacea.

Wen Song counted and found that there were six hundred pills in total, which meant that six hundred people could be saved. He looked up at Yin Su, "Su Su, I want to find some medical officers, do you want to go?" ?”

Yin Su shook his head, "I'll wait for you here."

Wen Song let out a "hmm" and left the wing room with the elixir.

The three medical officers were discussing prescriptions. They were not the kind of people who complained, and they didn't feel any resentment because they were forced to stay. Instead, they treated these people consistently.

Seeing this scene, for some reason, Wen Song suddenly felt a lot of emotion in his heart, and at the same time felt a little ashamed, because he couldn't do this, even though they were doctors in the mortal world, without spiritual power and consciousness, they could But he felt that they could afford the word doctor.

"The junior has met several seniors."

Hearing Wen Song's voice, Lu Qi raised his eyes and looked over, "What's the matter here, little friend?"

"I didn't find a solution, but I found a way to delay it." Yin Su rolled his sleeves in front of his body, pretending to take out a panacea from the sleeves, "The name of this pill rests in peace, and it can make people fall into decline and stop breathing." It can be used on common people to delay the absorption of vitality by living things."

Lu Qi thought for a while, and said, "What do you mean, little friend: let them fall into a state of suspended animation?"

"No," Wen Song explained: "Feigning death is to make people lose their breath and heartbeat, and it won't last long, but Anxidan makes people's body completely decay, and then seal it up, it will last for a long time. "

After Lu Qi listened, he pondered for a while, "The few of us have never heard of such a pill, but my little friend has tried the effect?"

"No," Wen Song looked at Lu Qi, "but we're at our wit's end, aren't we?"

An Xidan was originally used by monks to escape for their lives in the realm of comprehension. There is no antidote, and they can only wait for the medicinal properties to dissipate naturally. The shortest period is a year and a half, and the longest period is three to five years.

Lu Qi couldn't refute it, because the facts were exactly as Wen Song said, even if it was a door-to-door search, it was impossible to find out all the people suffering from the disease, and as long as one person was missed, all previous efforts would be in vain. .

Wen Song saw Lu Qi's slackening, and continued: "I can assure the seniors that there is absolutely no problem with this kind of elixir. If there is a word in my words that is not true, there will be thunderbolts on you."

The oath of a monk is different from that of ordinary people. After he said these words, there was a faint flash of thunder in the sky, but it never fell. This means that his words were recognized by the Dao of Heaven.

Wen Song was talking to several medical officers, but he didn't notice this scene, but Yin Su did. He raised his eyelids and took a look, then looked away again.

Lu Qi and the others were persuaded by him in the end. If they don't use it, then the people in the city must have no hope of surviving. If they use it, they may still have a chance of survival. "Is the elixir enough for my little friend?"

"Enough," Wen Song said, "These pills were delivered by the brothers in the clan today, and there will be more in the future. Seniors, please rest assured."

After persuading several people, Wen Song returned to the wing room to continue alchemy.

At this time, the world of comprehension caused many disturbances because of the news of Yinsu...

After receiving Yin Su's voice transmission, Yin Weizhi went to find Chong Yao, and after getting an answer similar to Qi Yan's, his eyes as deep as the abyss showed coldness.

Because it was at the Yueling Gate, he directly sent the voice to Shen Yu, "Come to Shen Yuefeng."

After Shen Yu received Yin Weizhi's voice transmission, he arrived outside the Qiyue Hall in just three breaths. He wore a light-colored blue shirt and walked slowly in front of the two of them, "Fortunately, I didn't retreat, otherwise I would miss Wei Zhi." The sound transmission."

Listening to Shen Yu's jokes, Yin Weizhi's coldness melted a little, "Have you ever remembered the formation in Fengdu Cliff?"

Shen Yu walked to the main seat and sat down, "Wei Zhi is talking about the magic circle that absorbs monks' lifespan?"

Yin Weizhi nodded.

After the monks are drawn out of blood, they will lose their talent but will not die. When they rescued the monks, they discovered a very obscure magic circle. The room was blood-colored, and there were piles of powder made from the bones of countless monks. I don't know who he is, how old he is, and how many talented juniors in the cultivation world have been exhausted by the devil world.

Even if I didn't understand its function at first, I found out later.

After he told Shen Yu the function of the magic circle, he wanted to enter the demon world at that time, but it was his remaining rationality that made him dispel this idea, "Brother Wei, why bring up the old story again?"

Yin Weizhi looked at the Yao-rank Qiongshu outside the hall, and said: "There has been movement in the mortal world."

Chong Yao told the story of the mortal world.

The smile on Shen Yu's lips gradually disappeared, "What if it's a coincidence?"

"This deity thinks that there are not so many coincidences in the world."