900: C900 Recovery

C900 Recovery

Not to mention, many cultivators would either slowly die, or their cultivation base would be crippled, or they would become dementia. Even the lightest ones would need dozens or hundreds of years to consume large amounts of spirit pills to recover.

Therefore, spirit pills that could repair souls were priceless treasures, and the pill formula had to be obtained!

"Go and investigate where the pair of grandsons and grandsons that followed this person yesterday went. Observe secretly if the spirit pills are effective." Qian Tong said to one of his subordinates beside him.

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In the next few days, Feng Yimo travelled through various markets to look for news about the black dragon. However, after looking through countless jade slips, he didn't find any information about the black dragon. Even if he asked, no one knew.

Seeing that there was no effect, Feng Yimo decided to leave Yalun Island via a teleportation formation.

He brought Su Ze to the C grade teleportation formation, and was stopped by two cultivators wearing white and blue law enforcement uniforms. "Young master, you are not allowed to leave Yalun Island yet."

Feng Yimo's face darkened. "Why?"

A cultivator from the Law Enforcement Hall said, "Because young master has yet to get rid of the suspicion of losing the spiritual herbs in Miracle Rejuvenation Hall. We were ordered to warn young master and hope that young master doesn't make things difficult for us." The two of them had heard that the subordinate of the zombie face was a Mahayana Late Period warrior. They were merely Transcendency Period warriors, so they didn't dare to forcefully stop him. Otherwise, they wouldn't even know how they died.

"If you have any evidence, arrest him immediately. If you don't have any evidence, don't make trouble for no reason!" Feng Yimo's voice became colder and colder. A powerful aura slowly condensed, scaring the two Law Enforcement Hall cultivators so much that they couldn't help but retreat with pale faces.

Just when the two of them couldn't hold on any longer, two figures suddenly landed. Each of them was carrying a person. Qian Tong was carrying a sick little girl, and the other one was carrying the little girl's grandfather.

"Insolent maniac! How dare you commit crimes in Arun City and concoct fake spirit pills to harm others? Why aren't you surrendering?" Qian Tong angrily shouted.

Feng Yimo looked at the little girl. He saw that the little girl's face was livid and she was on the verge of death. Her pupils had already spread out. Her figure flashed and appeared in front of Qian Tong. She pointed her right hand at Qian Tong's chest.

Qian Tong felt his vision blur. Seeing Feng Yimo suddenly attack, he panicked and raised his hand to block, but who knew that Feng Yimo's hand would suddenly turn into a palm and cut down on the left wrist of the girl that he was holding onto. He snatched the little girl away.

Then, Feng Yimo retreated to his original position and placed his right two fingers on the girl's pulse. His expression became very ugly.

"You guys are so heartless. You actually broke the little girl's panacea for the formula of the Three Revolutions Seven Soul Separating Pill!" He discovered that the little girl's soul did not return in time, which meant that she had stopped taking the medicine four days after taking the medicine for seven consecutive days.

Qian Tong He did not expect Feng Yimo to see through it. He panicked and shouted, "Nonsense! It is clearly your panacea that is fake. You have harmed this child!"

Feng Yimo turned to the old man. "Old man, tell me the truth."

At this time, many cultivators gathered around and looked at Feng Yimo, Qian Tong, and the others.

The old man was stunned. He just looked at his granddaughter and didn't say anything.

Su Ze was anxious. If no one could prove to his master, wouldn't his master be wronged? He said loudly, "Old man, my master not only treated your granddaughter for free, but also paid to buy so many precious herbs to refine the Three Revolutions Seven Soul Separating Pill. If you can give your granddaughter medicine on time, she will definitely recover. You must have a conscience as a person. At this time, you should say something for my master!"

"It's over. Everything is over. Xiao Ying is gone. I have nothing! " The old man muttered to himself in a daze.

"Old man, you don't have to worry. I still have a way to save her!" Feng Yimo's words were like a clap of thunder, waking the old man from his muddle-headed state. He looked at Feng Yimo and saw a strange light in Feng Yimo's eyes, like a whirlpool, sinking into it.

"Yes. Just like what Guy said, this man claimed to be the deacon of the Yalun Helm Branch of Lingxiao Palace and Law Enforcement Hall of Lingxiao Palace. He found our grandsons and stole the panaceas that Xiao Ying should have taken. He waited for Xiao Ying to get sick and then forced us to come here. He wanted to frame this Guy. Don't be fooled by the people of Lingxiao Palace. They are just pretending to be kind."

The old man suddenly said a series of words that shocked everyone.

The cultivator of Lingxiao Palace who was holding the old man was stunned. He became angry out of embarrassment and shouted. "Old man, didn't I tell you not to talk nonsense? Don't you want your granddaughter..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the surrounding cultivators all looked at him, causing him to break out in a cold sweat. It's over, I slipped out.

"So it turns out that Lingxiao Palace is such a person. He is too inhumane. For the sake of a pill formula, he actually doesn't care about human life!"

"That's right, I really didn't expect this. It really broadened my horizons!"

"That's right." ... ""

The crowd was in a heated discussion. They were looking at Qian Tong and the other cultivators of Lingxiao Palace with disdain and hatred.0

Qian Tong's face was flushed red. He never thought that the old man would dare to rebel. He said with a fierce expression and a cowardly heart, "Nonsense. This young lady was killed by this kid. Don't be fooled by him!"

Feng Yimo saw Qian Tong's heart and sneered. He shouted towards the distance. "Since you are here, why don't you show yourself? You are a mighty Tribulation Crossing Period warrior, why are you so timid?"

What Tribulation Crossing Period warrior is here?

All the cultivators present were stunned. They quickly looked around and saw an old man walking slowly towards them. "Little Friend, you have a sharp sense, you can actually find me."

"Oh, no wonder Deacon Qian is so fearless. It turns out that he has invited Hall Master Mo of the Law Enforcement Hall. This time, this kid is going to be in trouble."

"That's right. Who doesn't know that Hall Master Mo likes to protect his own people the most? Even the dark ones can be said to be white. Let's go. There's no more hope. The outcome will be the same."

The sound of discussion came from Feng Yimo's ears, but he smiled. "Didn't you say that my medicine harmed the young lady? I'll show you what's real!" After saying that, he took out a spirit pill and stuffed it into the young lady's mouth. His magic power surged and helped her quickly melt the spirit pill.

Everyone felt a cold wind rise in all directions. The sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder and lightning. It was as if someone had transcended the lightning tribulation. Not long after, the lead clouds in the sky formed seven whirlpools. The cold wind in each whirlpool was thick, and one soul power after another surged inside, gradually solidifying. It turned out that there were seven souls like the little girl. They drifted out of the whirlpools and rushed into the little girl's body in fear.

After a while, the sky cleared up and disappeared. The little girl's blurry eyes lit up. She looked around and saw the old man running away. "Grandpa!"

The voice of her grandfather, which contained an expression, stunned everyone. No matter how stupid they were, they knew that the little girl had completely recovered!

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