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Su Qingyun entered the room politely, and made a greeting between the host and the guest to the witch king and the old woman.

Li Linfeng was leaning on the beauty couch, covered with a bright yellow silk quilt, his hair was loose, his face was pale, his eyes were not tied with black ribbons, showing delicate eyebrows and closed eyes with long and thick eyelashes Like a small fan, it brushes out a faint shadow under the eyes.

Thin, beautiful, pale, weak, yet stubborn.

This is the Witch King of the Undetermined Land.

The old woman's piercing eyes swept across Su Qingyun's body sharply, and Su Qingyun met her gaze frankly, with a clear and elegant, gentle and jade-like temperament, which made people feel good.Suddenly, the old woman's gaze shifted to his shoulder, staring at the delicate doll, examining it suspiciously.

Jun Xuanmo looked back at her with displeasure, and the terrifying pressure of the realm exuded faintly from her body. The old woman suddenly came back to her senses, only then did she remember that this little puppet was the little Demon Lord that the Witch King had mentioned to her, and she acted gracefully. Li, carrying an empty medicine bowl, left the room.

After she left, Qi Linfeng and Lei Xin both breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, Su Qingyun couldn't help laughing and asked, "The Witch King seems to be terrified of this Aunt Zeng?"

When he heard that Lin Feng called the old woman Aunt Zeng, he followed suit.

With the help of Lei Xin, Tang Linfeng sat up, stretched out his hand from under the quilt, pointed to the chair next to him, and said, "Mr. Su, please sit down."

Su Qingyun thanked him and sat down. Lei Xin immediately poured him a cup of tea and placed it on the tea table.

"Aunt Zeng started nagging for an hour without stopping, and she spoke without repetition, which made people have a splitting headache." Qin Linfeng rubbed his temples. "Fortunately, Mr. Su came, and it was finally quiet."

Su Qingyun said: "Aunt Zeng also cares about you."

"I know." When Lin Feng coughed lightly, Lei Xin immediately pulled the quilt up for him and put it on his shoulders.

Su Qingyun said apologetically: "The Wu King was reminded of the sad past at the banquet yesterday, and now he has fallen ill. I am really sorry."

Li Linfeng hurriedly said: "Young Master Su, you don't have to feel guilty, it's my own fault. In the battle with the barbarians 80 years ago, I was contaminated with too much dead energy, and I cleared it out before the end, leaving the root of the disease. When death qi runs rampant in the meridians, the whole body will feel cold and the limbs will become stiff, and it can be suppressed after drinking medicine for two days."

Su Qingyun frowned slightly, and asked suspiciously: "Why can't the dead air be cleared?"

Jun Xuanmo said: "If the Witch King doesn't mind, you might as well let the deity take your pulse."

When Lin Feng was startled, Lei Xin stared closely at the little Demon Lord on Su Qingyun's shoulder.The witch doctors in the world of witch cultivators are well-known. Although the witch doctors above the witch master are rare, there are countless witch doctors in the realm of the witch emperor. Moreover, ordinary witch doctors also practice medical skills. The dead air is still helpless.The decoction he is drinking now is prepared for him by Wu Zun of the Brahma Sect. Once he falls ill, he can recover his spirit after drinking two or three pastes of the medicine.

However, after all, this is a temporary solution, not the root cause, so Linfeng can only constantly improve his realm, hoping to find a way to expel the dead energy after becoming Wu Emperor.

Su Qingyun asked: "Brother... are you sure?"

Jun Xuanmo is the ancestor of the devil, with tens of millions of years of cultivation, Su Qingyun is convinced of his ability, but when it comes to medical techniques, he is a little skeptical, after all, there are specialties in surgery.

Jun Xuanmo jumped off his shoulders, suspended in mid-air, crossed his arms and said, "After reading it, you will know if you are sure."

Li Lin turned to Xiao Mozun, rolled up his sleeves, exposed his wrists, and said: "Then I will thank you, Venerable."

Jun Xuanmo's figure flashed, and he appeared beside the bed in an instant, and landed on the quilt, his little hand was filled with magic energy, and gently rested on Qin Linfeng's wrist.

Tang Linfeng only felt a domineering air rushing into his meridians, he groaned softly, gritted his teeth and insisted, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.Lei Xin stared nervously at the little Demon Lord and the Witch King, wanting to stop them but dared not speak, both expectant and apprehensive.

After a while, Jun Xuanmo withdrew his hand, floated back into the air, and said to Qin Lin: "The death energy in your body has merged into your flesh and blood and spirit, and cannot be separated."

"What!" Lei Xin was shocked. "Really? Your lord!"

When Lin Feng put down his sleeves, compared to Lei Xin's excitement, he seemed much more insipid. "Your Majesty is right, the Venerable Wu who healed me has already said this, this death energy has indeed become a part of my body, forcibly peeling it off will not only consume my cultivation, but may also cause my life to be lost, which is quite tricky. "

"Your Highness, why have you never mentioned this to your subordinates?" Lei Xin asked with a frown.

Li Linfeng smiled and said: "It will only increase your troubles, it is better not to talk about it."

Lei Xin's face was full of worry, he looked at Jun Xuanmo, and asked urgently: "Since your lord can see the clue, is there a wonderful method?"

Jun Xuanmo returned to Su Qingyun's shoulder and sat down. "There is no perfect way."

Lei Xin was disappointed, but Lin Feng looked calm.He has expected and been disappointed too many times, and he has long been bearish.

"However..." Jun Xuanmo said again, "There is no perfect method, but there is still a compromise."

"What is it?" Lei Xin asked with bright eyes.

"Brother, do you really have a solution?" Su Qingyun couldn't help being happy for Qin Linfeng. After all, we met each other for a while, and now we have received his favor to live here temporarily. If we can help you, we should return the favor .

Li Linfeng trembled his eyelashes involuntarily, grabbed the quilt subconsciously with his fingers, and said sincerely: "If your lord really has a way to get rid of the death in your lower body, I will be grateful. If your lord has an order, I will do my best , I'm so overwhelmed."

Jun Xuanmo said: "The death energy on your body was not randomly acquired during the battle, but was deliberately injected into your body, isn't it?"

Qin Linfeng was taken aback, his pale lips trembled, and he said in a hoarse voice: "That's right... At that time, I fought side by side with A Jin, and I fought against that barbarian who turned into a fetus. A Jin was almost hit, so I stood up and blocked After a while, I fled back to the city, and my body was fine until A Jin asked me to go back to the main city to ask for reinforcements. I exhausted my witch energy to break out of the barbarian encirclement, and the dead energy hidden in my body suddenly exploded. It almost took my life. Fortunately, the witch doctor in the main city made an emergency move, and this saved my life."

"That's true." Jun Xuanmo nodded, and said: "You need to tie the bell to untie the bell. You just need to capture the barbarian who turned into a fetus and let him draw out the dead energy in your body, and then you can eradicate it."

"This..." Qin Linfeng's expression changed. "He is a barbarian, how could he help. Besides, I will never end with him, and there is absolutely no way I will let him go!"

Jun Xuanmo said: "Isn't his appearance exactly the same as Liao Jin? As long as you ignore his inner self, it doesn't hurt to give it a try."

Tang Linfeng shook his head. "So what if he looks exactly the same? He's not Ah Jin after all! He's just an evil thing in human skin! He killed Ah Jin, and I'm sworn to death with him!"

Su Qingyun said: "Brother, your method won't work."

The Witch King was trembling with anger when he heard that barbarian, let alone being close to him?The so-called drawing out the dead qi in the body means letting the opponent's qi enter into one's own meridians, and slowly guide out the dead qi that has been pumped in.When entraining Qi, the two had to meet each other shirtless, how could the Witch King endure being touched by the enemy?

Jun Xuanmo said: "I just mentioned a righteousness, whether you want to do it or not depends on whether you are willing or not."

Li Linfeng suppressed the anger in his heart, stroked his forehead and said: "Thank you, Your Honor, let's put this matter aside for now. By the way, you two are here today, do you have something important to do?"

Su Qingyun said: "There is indeed one request."

He took out a jade slip from the Yin-Yang bead pendant, and sealed it to Qin Lin: "This is the transformation method bestowed by the Witch King, but I don't know anything about the words of the Witch Cultivator, so I came here specially to ask the Witch King for advice." .”

Teng Linfeng was stunned for a moment, and said, "I forgot."

They are people from the outside world, how can they understand the writing of the witch cultivator world?At that time, I was patronizing the gift of exercises on the flying disc, and forgot about the language barrier.

"I'll just dictate the formulas of the exercises, please memorize them, Mr. Su," he said.

Su Qingyun said: "Please, Witch King."

Li Linfeng asked, "Do you need a pen and paper?"

"No, the Witch King only needs to say it once, and I can remember it." Su Qingyun said.

"So, I'll start to read." When Lin Feng recited the formulas slowly, Su Qingyun listened carefully, and after memorizing them one by one, he understood them clearly.

Two quarters of an hour later, he got up, bid farewell to the Witch King, and couldn't wait to go back to his room to try the exercises.

Tang Linfeng didn't keep him, and asked Lei Xin to send them to the entrance of the small courtyard.

On the way back, Su Qingyun hurried a little, and after passing a stone gate, he asked Jun Xuanmo: "Is the method that senior brother mentioned just now the only one?"

Jun Xuanmo knew that he was referring to the matter of purging the dead spirit of the Witch King. "It's the quickest and easiest way."

"Could it be... there is another way?" Su Qingyun asked.

"The other method is naturally to abolish the original exercises. Just like Qin Chong, practice the exercises of Haotian Realm, absorb the Qi of Xuanling, and slowly wear away the dead energy after entering the realm of soul." Jun Xuan Mo Dao.

Su Qingyun pondered. "This method is slightly risky, and he is in the realm of the Witch King, so how could he easily give up a thousand years of cultivation."

"That's why I didn't mention this method. Besides, he doesn't follow us like Qin Chong, so how can we teach him the skills of the Haotian Realm?" Jun Xuanmo said.

Su Qingyun nodded in agreement.This is indeed the case.

Stepping into the arched door of the small courtyard, raising his eyes slightly, he saw Helian Dan who was leaning on the railing of the corridor. As if he had sensed it, Helian Dan turned his head and looked over. Shaking his sleeve robe, he saluted and said, "Master Su is back?"

"Yeah." Su Qingyun stepped onto the corridor and nodded at him. "Master Helian is waiting for me?"

Helian Dan said: "Exactly."

Su Qingyun smiled and said: "Didn't I say that you don't have to take care of me in everything."

"I know." Helian Dan said, "Although the Witch King is trustworthy for the time being, we just met by chance after all. If there is a conflict of interest, I am afraid that we will turn against each other. After all, we are people from the outside world, so we should be careful."

Looking into his deep eyes, Su Qingyun couldn't help thinking.As expected of a demon cultivator, suspicion is their common denominator.

"I will pay attention." Su Qingyun replied.

Helian Dan nodded, saluted again, turned and went back to the room.Su Qingyun sighed softly, walked into his room, and closed the door.

Jun Xuanmo puffed his bun face, and said displeasedly: "Does he have the deity in his eyes? Could it be that he is the only one who is cautious, and the deity is just a decoration?"

Su Qingyun sat on the futon, lifted him off his shoulders, put him in the palm of his hand, and said gently: "He is just doing his duty as a subordinate, why should senior brother care about him?"

Jun Xuanmo hugged one of his fingers, opened his mouth and gnawed, and Su Qingyun's fingers itch from his gnawing.

"Mine!" he said angrily.

Su Qingyun couldn't help flicking his little head with the fingers of the other hand. "Brother, are you jealous?"

"What do you think?" Jun Xuanmo turned his purple eyes, tilted his head and said, "When is Junior Brother going to calm down? Help me pull out the broken sword on my head?"

Su Qingyun squinted his eyes and said, "Brother looks good like this. When I sleep at night, I won't snatch the quilt, and I won't be so crowded that I can't even stretch my arms and legs."

"That's all?" Jun Xuan Mo raised his eyebrows and asked.

Su Qingyun put him on the low table and said, "Other than that, what else do you want, brother?"

Jun Xuanmo pouted involuntarily, and sat cross-legged on the low table. "Junior Brother knows it well, hum."

Su Qingyun posed in a meditation posture, made a mudra with his hands, closed his eyes slightly, and recalled the formula for changing exercises in his mind.

"People's hearts are separated by belly, how can I know what my brother is thinking." He whispered, circulating the mysterious spirit energy in his body.

Jun Xuanmo rested his chin and looked intently at Su Qingyun who was meditating.