Deputy Hall Master, then Yun Hao's safety is entrusted to you!"Zhang Tao let out an "Mmm" and said, "Time is of the essence, let's act immediately!"………The Grand Xia Imperial Palace.When what happened...Yun Hao rushed into Xiao Ye's room, and at first glance, he saw that Xiao Ye's condition was extremely poor.
"Master, what's going on Why is it like this" Yun Hao asked.
Zhang Tao: “I just bought a Tier 3 Spirit Nourishing Pill from the Dan Fang in the Guangming Realm with five thousand merit points for Xiao Ye to take, and then it became like this. As for the reason, I'm not sure yet. I'll go to Dan Fang to find the alchemist who refined the Spirit Nourishing Pill!”
Obviously, Zhang Tao's "Danfang" refers to a medicinal herb trading market within the Guangming Realm. The Soul-Nourishing Pill is the same kind of medicine that treats soul injuries that Zhang Tao mentioned yesterday.
Then he said.
Zhang Tao's figure flashed, and he instantly vanished from the room.
He is very anxious.
It was supposed to be a pill for healing spiritual wounds, but it became the poison that would kill Xiao Ye…
Xiao Ye is a core demon slayer of the Guangming Hall, and now it's a critical time for the Guangming Hall to use him. If Xiao Ye died, it would undoubtedly deal a heavy blow to the Guangming Hall.
Besides, the medicine was bought by Zhang Tao, and he would also feel guilty and remorseful because of it, and it might even bring a series of troubles.
Zhang Tao went to Danfang to find an alchemist who could refine Yang Hun Dan. Yun Hao stepped forward and stood beside the bed.
Several people in the room whom Yunhao had never met before stared at him.
One person said:
Could it be that you are Yun Hao, the Demon Guard recently recruited by Xiao Zhen Mo Shi to our team
Yun Hao nodded. At this time, he didn't even bother to talk to these people who were obviously from the Lone Blade Squad. He said, "You guys go out first. I'll try to stabilize Xiao Zhen Mo Shi's chaotic spiritual power in his sea of consciousness."
Everyone looked at Yun Hao with surprise.
Just now, even Tang Zhuchang himself attempted to control Xiao Ye's chaotic spiritual power in his mind's eye, but he failed directly.
Zhang Tao is a powerful cultivator of the Dharma Realm. His cultivation base is evident. Don't be fooled by the fact that he doesn't primarily cultivate soul and mental power; his soul and mental power are not weak at all.
Even Lian Zhangtao was helpless against this problem, could Yun Hao, this young man, succeed
One of them spoke up, “Yun Hao, I know you’re worried about Xiao Zhen Mo Shi. I’ve heard about it too, and that you can even control the Seven Slashes Interlocking Formation, a top-grade Xuan rank technique.”
But there are many things to be careful about when saving people. This is different from using spiritual power to set up an array. If your spiritual power in Xiao Zhen Mo Shi's sea of consciousness causes even the slightest disturbance, it could make the situation worse.
"Don't worry, the master has already gone to the alchemy shop to find an alchemist who can refine the Soul-Nourishing Pill. The results will be out soon!"
Yun Hao shook his head and said, "It's too late. Within half an hour, we must control the chaotic spiritual power in Xiao Zhen Mo Shi's sea of consciousness. Otherwise, this rampant spiritual power will inevitably shatter his sea of consciousness into a thousand pieces!"
As soon as they heard the phrase "a thousand wounds in the sea of consciousness," the faces of everyone in the room, already etched with worry and tension, instantly turned pale.
"Yun Hao, are you confident" one person asked.
Yún Hào: "Anyway, there can't be a worse outcome, right"
A few people looked at each other, and then they all made their decision.
"Okay, we believe in you!"
Don't stress, we'll be here waiting for your good news!
Then, a few people left the room.
Yunhao looked at Xiao Ye lying in bed, his expression solemn. The next moment, a finger pointed out and landed on the center of Xiao Ye's brow.
His golden mental power instantly entered Xiao Ye's sea of consciousness.
In a normal state, one's mental energy is like calm lake water.
Xiao Ye, plunged into a coma, his mental energy should have been as still as a stagnant pond, without any fluctuation.
Now, Xiao Ye's spiritual sea is incredibly active.
If Xiao Ye's soul hadn't fallen silent, this wouldn't have much of an impact; at most, he would just be overly active and prone to fatigue.
Now, Xiao Ye's soul is tranquil, these rampant spiritual powers are like wild horses running amok, not only impacting Xiao Ye's quiet soul but also bringing terrifying pressure to the識海 (spiritual sea) that houses both soul and spiritual power.
Fortunately, Yun Hao had left a wisp of pure golden spiritual power to nurture Xiao Ye's soul when he separated the Chi Cang Sword's sword spirit from his soul back then.
Otherwise, I'm afraid that no one could turn things around now.
Yun Hao's spiritual power swept through Xiao Ye's sea of consciousness, and then erupted with overwhelming force, directly suppressing Xiao Ye's out-of-control spiritual power with the utmost strength.
About half a quarter of an hour passed.
Xiao Ye's condition finally stabilized, Yun Hao withdrew his spiritual power, and immediately looked at the incense burning in the corner of the room.
A faint blue smoke wafts, with a calming effect when inhaled.
This is something very common.
Yunhao raised his hand and extinguished the burning incense with his qi, then plucked it out of mid-air.
"Creak!"
Yunhao opened the door.
The few people guarding outside immediately tensed up and surrounded him.
"Yunhao, how are you"
"Is Xiao Zhenmo okay"
Shouldn't this have gone as expected
A faint smile appeared on Yun Hao's face.
He said, "Good, nothing happened. Xiao Zhen Mo Shi's chaotic spiritual power has stabilized."
Having said that, Yun Hao picked up the incense for calming the mind from his hand and said, “Who lit this”
One of them said, “I ordered… We learned that Xiao Zhen Mosi’s problem was with his soul, so we went to ask some alchemists. They suggested that we light a calming incense in Xiao Zhen Mosi’s room, which would help his soul recover.”
That's it.
This person immediately reacted, widening his eyes and saying, "You mean to say that this calming incense is problematic!"
Yun Hao shook his head and said, "The incense for calming the mind is fine; it's an ordinary thing, and it does have some effect on people whose souls have been injured."
"That... you put out the incense and then ask us this" They all looked at him with confusion.
Yunhao: "The medicinal properties of the world, they interact with each other, some being mutually beneficial and others antagonistic. Many medicines that are clearly meant to heal people can become poisonous when combined."
Calming incense, containing the ingredients of heart-settling grass.
If a plant called Qingxincao encounters a spiritual herb called Binghun Guo, it will undergo a special transformation.
This kind of change isn't poisonous, but it can make a person's mental energy unusually active for a period of time.
This kind of mental stimulation, for Xiao Zhenmo's current condition, is fatal!
"Ice Soul Fruit"
"Besides the soul-reviving pill that Lord Hallmaster gave to Xiao Zhenmo, none of us have ever given Xiao Zhenmo any other spiritual medicine!"
"From yesterday to now, besides ourselves, no one else has come into contact with Xiao Zhen Mo Shi. It's impossible for anyone to have secretly given Xiao Zhen Mo Shi the Bing Hun Guo!"
Yun Hao: “If the medicinal herbs for refining the Soul-Nourishing Pill include an Ice Soul Fruit…”
As soon as these words were spoken, several people suddenly felt enlightened and had a profound realization.
But Yun Hao's thoughts were more complex at this moment.
This time, it's definitely not an accident or coincidence. It must be a carefully planned conspiracy.
Such a calculation, the methods are truly brilliant! and infiltrated the Abyssal Rift.Last time, that inexplicable connection made him unable to let go.He always felt that it couldn't be some kind of magic treasure or secret art of the demon race. He w...