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The islands floating in the clouds are either far or near, and the white mist is connected by iron chains. All of them are connected to the largest island. At that time, the men and women standing in the main hall of Yunxiao Palace were the same people who had appeared in Wanlingzhuang before, and the leader among them was Tian Yi: "See the head"

On the top of the majestic Sujin main hall, there is an elegant elder standing with his hands behind his back. Although he is dressed in plain clothes, has silver hair and white beard, and holds floating dust in his hands, he exudes righteousness and majesty. This person is Yunxiao The head of the palace, Yun Zhongzheng.

Yun Zhongzheng came to his senses, looked at the few people coming down the hall, although the face was already old, but there was a sassy look all over his body, "Can the Ling clan survive?"

Tianyi frowned: "The Ling clan has been destroyed, and the skeletal disciples of the ancestor Lingyuan have been brought back to Yunxiao Palace and buried in Qingfeng Forest."

"Then what about the child that the uncle sensed?"

Tianyi frowned: "The disciple is incompetent, that child was taken away"

Yun Zhongzheng closed his eyes, pondered for a moment and then said: "I'm afraid this is the only line left in the Ling clan..." After thinking for a while, Yun Zhongzheng frowned again and asked, "Tianyi, who will find the whereabouts of this child in the future?" It's up to you"

Tianyi clasped his fists should be.

Yun Zhongzheng gave a long sigh, waved Tianyi and the others to retreat, then turned around and came to Qingfengling alone.

"Uncle Master" stood in front of the mountain gate of Qingfeng Ridge, Yunzhong was clasping his fists towards the closed stone gate: "It's too late for Tianyi and others to go, the Ling clan..."

"I already know about this matter." Before Yun Zhongzheng finished speaking, the cold and hard voice came from the mountain gate: "It's just that I'm in seclusion now, and I can't take care of outside affairs. The child left by the Ling family will be handed over to you." You guys, I hope that when I leave the customs, you can find this child back."

Yun Zhongzheng clasped his fists together.

The Ling clan, those who were taken away by Ling Hai, Ling Wu, and the others had no news of where they went, as if they were incognito. Unable to bear the time, Jun Molin fell into a coma. When he woke up, Jun Molin stared at the strange cave, and was taken aback for a moment. Thinking of the scene before he passed out, Jun Molin suddenly sat up.

"Master!" The invisible giant wolf who was guarding the stone bed immediately got up to look at him as soon as he sensed it.

Jun Molin was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the invisible giant wolf: "Where is this?"

The invisible giant wolf seemed a little excited, and the big wolf flicked its tail back and forth: "Master, you have been in a coma for a long time, and I am still worried that something will happen to you."

Jun Molin sighed lowly, stretched out his hand to touch the head of the invisible giant wolf, and then suddenly remembered something, and asked anxiously, "Why am I here? Where is my grandfather? And where is my ancestor?"

The invisible giant wolf lowered its head and seemed a little hesitant: "Lingyuan... Lingyuan is dead"

"Dead... dead?" Jun Molin was startled suddenly, and then carefully recalled the situation at that time, but couldn't say anything for a while, so he could only hold his palm tightly.

Yes, grandpa has given himself all his cultivation, so he must have run out of fuel...

Thinking of this, Jun Molin couldn't help hating Lingwu who secretly practiced evil methods but brought disaster to the Ling clan.

His parents died because he was angered by the demon cultivator, even the ancestor Lingyuan...

With hatred in my heart, there was a roar in the cave, and then a strong air flow gushed out from the entrance of the cave, and the rocks in the cave rolled down. If it wasn't for the invisible giant wolf who was busy blocking Jun Molin After death, even Jun Molin was almost injured again.

"what happened?"

Forced to stabilize his figure, Jun Molin looked solemn.

The invisible giant wolf seemed to think of something and suddenly said: "Could it be the master's ancestor...?"

Hearing these three sons, Jun Molin was stunned, and immediately got up and walked towards the entrance of the cave where the strange movement came, but just as he walked to the east, there was another strange movement in the cave, Jun Molin turned his back against the stone wall in a hurry. Avoiding a blow, he just turned his head and looked into the cave, but Jun Molin was shocked.

In the small hole, Ling Ziqing fell limply to the ground, the corner of her mouth was stained with red blood, her pale face was completely devoid of blood, and it was obvious that she had suffered serious internal injuries.

"Old ancestor!" Jun Molin rushed forward and pulled him up: "Old ancestor?! Old ancestor!"

Ling Ziqing didn't respond, but when Jun Molin moved, blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, staining the white clothes on his chest.

Jun Molin's face turned blue from fright, and he hurriedly grabbed Ling Ziqing's wrist to check his pulse. The pulse was intermittent and chaotic. It was obvious that the internal injury was serious but there was still... the appearance of being insane! ! !

"Zhuifeng, let me use your monster power!" The invisible giant wolf rushed in when he heard the call.Jun Molin looked up at him: "The old ancestor has gone mad, and he needs you to guide him!"

Zhuifeng didn't ask any questions, and with a howl of a wolf, all the monster power in his body was immediately released, and the pure white fluorescence surrounded Zhuifeng like smoke and mist, condensing and lingering.

Jun Molin tightened his brows, but the spread of his palm attracted the monster power of chasing the wind to surround Ling Ziqing. Those deep and rigorous eyes seemed to turn into a light blue in a trance, and they disappeared in a flash. Zhuifeng couldn't help calling him: "Master..."

Jun Molin didn't respond at all, and attracted the demonic power to hit several blood vessels on Lingziqing's body, then bit his fingertips to force out his own blood, wiped Lingziqing's lips, the blood color imprinted on his lips, and blinked As if the time was soaked, starting from those thin lips, a little bit of bright red, and then Ling Ziqing's pale face became normal.

Looking at these, Jun Molin was relieved just now, but his face turned pale in an instant, and he couldn't help the blood in his throat surging, Ling Ziqing still didn't respond, his eyes were closed tightly, as if he was asleep, for a while Yes, after Jun Molin recovered, he picked him up with great effort and put him on the stone bed.

After Zhuifeng withdrew his demon power, he felt as if he was going to collapse and could only lie on the ground gasping for breath.

Jun Molin let out a long breath, and turned to look at him: "The old ancestor is seriously injured, I need to go outside to pick vegetables and herbs for him, you should rest here and protect him"

Zhuifeng looked up at him: "Don't you want me to go with you?"

Jun Molin shook his head: "I'm just a mortal now, those monks don't bother to make things difficult for me, it's better for you to stay here"

"But you..." Zhuifeng was obviously also very worried.

Jun Molin just shook his head: "I'm fine."

Ling Ziqing's injuries, although internal injuries accounted for most of them, seemed more to be due to his obsession. Although Jun Molin didn't know how he suddenly became obsessed, he had to take care of it.

In normal times, although he can't cultivate immortals, he still has a lot of research on the medicine king Molin. Although the medicine he studied may not be of much use in the eyes of these immortals, it is just a life-saving skill.

Today's world of cultivating immortals is actually not as smooth as outsiders imagined. On the contrary, bloody and brutal killings are still flourishing here.Good doctors are even more difficult to find, and top-grade alchemists are even rarer. Sometimes, in the world of cultivating immortals, just a sixth-rank alchemist is enough to make people jealous, and they will be bloodied, let alone a fifth-rank alchemist. The alchemist on the Internet.

In the world of cultivating immortals, alchemists are divided into ten ranks, the lowest rank is considered as an apprentice, the tenth rank is considered to be a master, the seventh rank is considered to be successful in learning, the fifth rank is considered rare, and the fourth rank to the third rank is already the peak. The best alchemists, as for the alchemists of the second and first ranks, they have not been produced for thousands of years.Although physicians and alchemists are of the same family, there is still a certain difference. Physicians mainly treat people who cultivate immortals, but their grades are divided into twelve levels. Physicians of the third rank are already at the peak, and time is hard to come by. The second rank, with the power of an alchemist, can still live and die with the bones of the dead and snatch people from the hands of Lord Yan.

But for these, Jun Molin didn't know at all, what he wanted to think about now was to find herbs to stabilize Ling Ziqing's internal injuries.