Jing Yizhuo saw his son lying on the ground, but Long Yu left as if he was fine, worried about his son's injury on the one hand, and shocked by Long Yu's strength on the other.

"Elder Taishang, this dragon feather is too ruthless, he is so arrogant at a young age, he should be punished well, otherwise it is easy to form an arrogant and domineering character. Also, he seriously injured my son, there must be an explanation, otherwise how could my son hold his head up in front of his fellow disciples. ”

Shen Tingsheng glanced at him coldly, "Your son is the first to pick quarrels and provoke trouble, and his strength is much higher than Long Yu, he will even be seriously injured, you still have the face to ask me for an explanation?"

After speaking, Shen Tingsheng brushed his sleeves away, and Jing Yizhuo gritted his teeth with hatred.

Shen Tingsheng rushed to the place where Long Yu fainted, and at the end of the competition, he felt that Long Yu had run out of oil and dried up, and he was only supporting it by will. After an examination of his body, he sighed with some distress: "Stinky boy, if you can't beat it, you have to be so stubborn, and you will exhaust your spiritual power and strike hard, now it's okay, at least you have to cultivate for a month." ”

Shen Yuluo heard that Long Yu was fine, and finally let go of his reassurance, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked up to find that his grandfather was looking at him, and his face was as red as a ripe apple in an instant.

Qiankun Sect Dongxia Courtyard, in a room, cigarette curling, a young woman in her forties kept gently wiping her tears, a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old looked anxiously at the bed, there was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy lying on the bed, his eyes were closed at the moment, and a middle-aged man who was nearly fifty years old next to the bed was shaking, but the young man was unconscious.

"How can this be? I checked his body, it shouldn't be seriously injured, I used spiritual power to restore the injuries in his body, but why is it still not awake?"

"Dad, on the way back, I heard Jiang Fei and them talk about the battle between my brother and Long Yu, and the golden dragon finally hit my brother's divine sense, will it...."

The young man who spoke was Jing Tai, Jing Yizhuo secretly scolded himself for being confused, how could he forget the situation at the last moment of the battle, he immediately urged his mind to turn into a white light cluster, and guided the light group into Jing Qing's Divine Consciousness Sea to investigate carefully.

When he entered Jing Qing's Divine Consciousness Sea, he felt a sense of despair about to collapse, Jing Qing's Divine Consciousness Sea was seriously damaged, and the hazy Divine Consciousness Origin was scattered into many points of light.

He trembled and retracted his thoughts, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he said sadly: "Hey! Qing'er has planted a big heel this time, and the origin of his divine consciousness has been scattered, and it is difficult for him to wake up again, and he may have to become a vegetative person for the rest of his life." ”

"That Long Yu only has the strength of the Xuan Spirit Realm, I haven't heard that he cultivates soul power, how can he drive his soul power to attack? Could it be that the soul power is so strong that it can turn into a golden dragon?" Jing Tai shook his head in confusion.

"Yizhuo, when will Qing'er wake up? I must avenge Qing'er!" Jing Yizhuo's wife, Wang Yuxin, threw herself on the bed and cried.

"This son is too demonic, I originally knew that his soul power talent is extremely strong, but I didn't expect him to cultivate his soul power to such a point, over time, it will be difficult to deal with, and I must find a way to get rid of it. The top priority is to let Qing'er wake up first, and I will go to the sect master and several other Supreme Elders to ask if there is any way. Jing Yizhuo left in a hurry after speaking.

Leaving Wang Yuxin and Jing Tai puzzled, what kind of soul power is powerful? Isn't soul power cultivated by Fu Seal Master? Long Yu can actually use soul power to launch such a powerful attack?

Qiankun Sect listened to the wind pavilion, Ao Tianxing and the four Supreme Elders were all frowning, after Jing Yizhuo finished talking about Jing Qing's situation, the five of them sighed, although Jing Qing relied on his power to provoke Long Yu, but he was so seriously injured that he might not even wake up because of this, several people were still very sad.

"Although Jing Qing's injury has a way to heal, it is difficult to find the medicinal materials needed for healing. ”

Jing Yizhuo heard Ao Tianxing say that there was a cure, and said excitedly: "Sect Master, what medicinal materials do you need?"

"Holy Soul Grass, one of the four great immortal grasses in Yundu!"

"Ah, the Holy Soul Grass in the Biluo Spring of the East China Sea in the Four Great Dead Lands of Yundu?" Jing Yizhuo's heart sank to the freezing point, very few people who have entered the Four Great Dead Lands of Yundu have been able to come out of it for thousands of years, and it is close to the territory of the Demon Clan, if you want to find the Holy Soul Grass, the chance of success is almost zero.

"Sect Master, the four Supreme Elders, although Long Yu is extremely talented, but if he injured my son like this, there is almost no possibility of recovery, I beg you to give my son an explanation for the sake of me for so many years of saddle for the Qiankun Sect. Jing Yizhuo knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

"Hmph, we will find a way to do it, I heard that the Tianyuan Chamber of Commerce, the largest auction house in Tianji Pavilion, auctioned the Holy Soul Grass ten years ago. If Long Yu hadn't been forced by your son to be in a hurry, he wouldn't have used that lose-lose move, and now that he is lying on the bed, he needs to recuperate for at least a month, how can you explain it to me?" Shen Tingsheng stared at Jing Yizhuo coldly.

"My son is not right, but he will not be tortured like this, he auctioned the Holy Soul Grass ten years ago, so how many years will my son have to wait, lying half-dead for decades?" Jing Yizhuo stood up slowly, he had long forgotten his identity, and asked angrily at Shen Tingsheng.

The situation will be out of control if it continues, Aotian walked in front of Jing Yizhuo and patted him on the shoulder, "Elder Jing, you have worked hard for the Qiankun Sect all these years, we all see it in our eyes, Jing Qing's injury We will discuss it with the Venerable again, see if there is a way, you go back first and wait for our news." ”

Jing Yizhuo saw that Ao Tianxing never mentioned the matter of punishing Long Yu, and knew in his heart that no matter how much he asked, it was useless, compared to his own son, Long Yu, who was entrusted with the future of the Qiankun Sect, was obviously more important, he smiled bitterly for a while, and slowly walked out.

"Elder Taishang, you have to protect Long Yu during this time, I am worried that Elder Jing will not be able to think about it for a while and will go for trouble. Ao Tianxing noticed the resentment in Jing Yizhuo's eyes before leaving, and he was not worried.

Jing Yizhuo returned to his residence expressionlessly, Wang Yuxin rushed forward and asked anxiously, "Yizhuo, how is it, is there a way to save Qing'er?"

He nodded and then shook his head again, and after a while, he seemed to have strengthened his determination, and said hatefully: "I have been loyal to the Qiankun Sect all these years, but in exchange for such a situation, Ao Tianxing, Shen Tingsheng, you are ruthless, so don't blame me for being unrighteous!"

Wang Yuxin suddenly found that she didn't know her husband in front of her, and looked at him suspiciously.

"Yuxin, you go and call your brother over, I have something important to discuss with him. ”

There were a total of six elders in the Qiankun Sect, and Shen Tingsheng's son Shen Yiran was in the first place, followed by Lu Mingxuan, the father of Lu Yuanhang, the head of the Three Masters, followed by Jing Yizhuo, Shen Yuluo's master Han Duyan, Wang Yuxin's brother Wang Ling, and Zhong Yi of the Classic Collection Hall.

A year ago, Wang Ling quietly came to Jing Yizhuo, saying that the demon clan had promised to let the two of them respond on generous terms, but Jing Yizhuo scolded him, and this matter was never mentioned by Wang Ling again.

"Wang Ling, what you said a year ago, can you still contact them now?" In the secret room, Jing Yizhuo looked at Wang Ling, who was a little uneasy, and asked helplessly.

Wang Ling knew Jing Yizhuo's temperament and character, and also knew his loyalty to the Qiankun Sect, so he couldn't figure out his intentions for a while, and said hesitantly: "This.... Brother Jing means...."

"You don't have to guess if I'm talking to you, Jing Qing is seriously injured and needs the Holy Soul Grass to heal, as long as they take out the Holy Soul Grass, and the previous promise remains the same, I am willing to join the Demon Clan and swallow the Demon Soul Pill. ”

"Brother Jing, you have finally figured it out, great, the destruction of the human race is a matter of time, Leng Yichen is a hero, the future Yundu Domain must be of the demon race, I will contact the protector of the Black Demon Palace, and there will be news back from the Black Demon Palace in no more than five days." Wang Ling had an excited look on his face, he had joined the Black Devil Palace for a year, and he lived a life of fear every day, for fear of being discovered, but now with Jing Yizhuo's joining, the two of them take care of each other, and many things are much easier to do.

Jing Yizhuo nodded, and then let out a long sigh, he had once determined to dedicate his life to the Qiankun Sect, but in the end he still threw himself into the demon clan, and his heart ached a little.

"Brother Jing doesn't have to be sad, I have secretly investigated and found out over the years that the reason why the Qiankun Sect has fallen to the point where it is today is that someone is secretly obstructing and killing the genius of the Qiankun Sect. Now that the Qiankun Sect has declined, the Holy Light Temple has lost its arms, and in a few years, the human race will be completely wiped out. ”

"You mean that there are still people in the top echelons of the Qiankun Sect who are members of the evil sect?"

"Well, it should be thrown into the Holy Spirit Temple, in a few years, the Yundu Domain will be a pattern of the Holy Spirit Hall and the Demon Race, the Taiyin Sect and the Blood Demon Sect have long been secretly on the side of the Holy Spirit Temple, and the Black Demon Palace and the Corpse Demon Sect also seem to have secretly reached an alliance. ”

"Wang Ling, find a way to find out who is taking refuge in the Holy Spirit Palace, we have to find a way to get rid of him, only by firmly holding the Qiankun Sect in our hands, can we improve our status in the Black Demon Palace when the time comes. After hearing Wang Ling's words, Jing Yizhuo seemed to have made up his mind in his heart, before the imminent outbreak of the war between humans and demons, both the human and demon factions had exhausted their means, of course, including sending internal responses to some sects of the other party, the declining Qiankun Sect had already become the object of the demon clan's struggle, as long as he strategized himself, he would definitely be able to achieve something in the future.

Wang Ling cast an admiring gaze at Jing Yizhuo, he was the internal response of the demon clan in the Qiankun Sect, and he was only helping to provide some information, but what Jing Yizhuo was thinking about was a more far-reaching future.

"Brother Jing, I will always be on your side!"

Long Yu was in a coma for three days and three nights, Shen Yuluo took care of him in front of the bed for three days and three nights, Shen Yiran came to inspect several times, and saw that his daughter, who was only fifteen years old, was so affectionate to Long Yu, he could only smile bitterly and shake his head.

Long Yu felt that his lips were wet, and opened his eyes weakly, and found that Shen Yuluo was carefully dripping water on his chapped lips, seeing her haggard face, his heart was a little distressed, he grabbed her hand, smiled and said, "Sister Yuluo, thank you!"

Shen Yuluo didn't notice that Long Yu had woken up, and when he heard the voice, he turned his head happily, and when he saw his right hand being held, he pulled back with a red face, "You finally woke up, do you know that you have been asleep for three days and three nights." ”

"Big brother, are you awake? Great, I walked outside the door and seemed to hear your voice, and I thought I was dreaming. "Yunyang rushed in,

"I'll get you something to eat. Shen Yuluo covered his red face and trotted out.

"Big brother, am I not here at the right time?" Yun Yang scratched his head in embarrassment.