And now......

In contrast, how could he not feel ashamed and impressive?

So the cold sweat behind his back was dripping, and he became more and more frightened.

"What are you doing?"

Although it was separated by the dense mist, there was no obstacle to Lin Xiaoyao's sight.

Seeing Qing Yu's real person's expression and reaction clearly, Lin Xiaoyao was really a little surprised.

Although he has the rank of a saint, he naturally couldn't guess what the other party was thinking at the moment, let alone that his simple words were obviously just trying to pretend to be a force.

But in the ears of the other party, this benevolent head Venerable has made up so much for his own clever brain.

This is just an attempt, so don't delay it too long.

Point to point.

Anyway, I have already mastered the method, and it will be easy to communicate with the other party in the future.

No matter what the other party thinks in his heart, Lin Xiaoyao has already made a choice at this moment.

The force he pretended to be just now seemed to scare the head Venerable, so next, I still want to do the right thing that I have decided as soon as possible.

So he didn't delay any longer, put his hands behind his back, and said in a way that was in line with his identity: "Your injuries are serious? ”

"Disciples, juniors......"

Qingyu Zhenren, who had already regarded this mysterious person in the spiritual light, as the ancestor of the family, became more and more respectful, but as soon as the words came out, he immediately changed his words.

Although he is now convinced, the person in front of him must be a certain senior ancestor of his own sect, but since the other party has never admitted it.

Naturally, he didn't dare to make a mistake.

Lest you provoke the other person to anger or dislike it, the gain outweighs the loss.

So he still calls him his predecessor.

At this moment, I heard the other party ask about my injuries.

At the same time, I couldn't help but feel a little bitter smile in my heart.

Although he was strong in front of people, he was attacked by Najia Old Demon this time, and his injuries were indeed serious.

Not only was it hurt to the internal organs.

The most important thing is that the demonic qi is still condensed in his seven meridians and eight veins, and the silk is entangled, like maggots on tarsal bones......

He had tried all sorts of ways to remove it, and he had taken a lot of elixirs, but to no avail.

And if it is delayed, as time goes by, not only will the injury not heal, but I am afraid it will become more and more heavy.

Therefore, although it is not enough to lose his life, but he is riddled with injuries, not only will his strength be greatly reduced, but the road to cultivating immortals may also end here.

These situations are clear to Qingyu Zhenren.

But what can be done?

Helpless.

And as the head of the house, he can't show weakness in front of others, after all, the door has just experienced such a crisis, and now it has just settled down.

If the news comes out that he, the real person in charge, is seriously injured, you can imagine what kind of blow it will bring to the Huayu Sect?

The door is full of fear.

And some of the young people outside may take advantage of the weakness of their own door and wait for the opportunity to move.

Therefore, although he was seriously injured, except for the first seat of Baodan Valley, the other senior brothers in the door also hid everything.

First, he didn't want everyone to worry about him, and secondly, he was afraid that someone would not be tight, in case he leaked this news to his disciple and nephew, and then spread it......

He could only hold on now, pretending to be okay with his injuries in front of everyone.

However, at this moment, he was seen by this senior at a glance and said a word.

Qing Yu Zhenren was amazed at the ancestor's ability, after all, his injuries were extremely well hidden.

On the other hand, it is inevitable to feel some helplessness and pain.

So when I heard the other party ask, I didn't know how to talk about it for a while.

"Take it!"

Lin Xiaoyao didn't intend to embarrass him, waiting for his answer.

As soon as the sleeve robe flicked, a blue light flew towards the front.

Qing Yu Zhenren didn't know why, but he didn't hesitate, and respectfully took the flying thing.

The aura converged, but a small porcelain vase came into view.

"What is this?"

He was a little suspicious in his heart, and then with a slight force of his left hand, he opened the lid of the porcelain bottle.

Suddenly, the smell was fragrant, and just a sip made him feel comfortable.

Qing Yu Zhenren's mood became excited for some reason.

With trembling hands, he poured out a pill from the bottle.

It is similar to the size of the dragon's eye, crisp and turquoise, and the surface is not only wrapped in a layer of spiritual light, but also some runes the size of rice grains faintly emerge.

"It's ......"

Qing Yu Majin barely believed his eyes.

He carefully recognized it several times before he spoke tremblingly, and his voice was full of excitement and ecstasy: "This is ...... Xuantian Qinglingsan? ”

Although he recognized it, he still couldn't believe what was happening at this moment.

Xuantian Qing Lingsan, this is the legendary elixir.

Although it can't be used for cultivation, it can't increase mana, let alone break through bottlenecks.

But it's even rarer.

Because this pill is a legendary healing relic.

Although it may not be able to live the dead, flesh and bones, but the immortal cultivation world has been passed down from generation to generation, no matter how serious the injury, as long as you take a Xuantian Qingling San.

It's easy to get back to normal.

And the words are conclusive, and they are by no means exaggerated nonsense.

"Thank you, Patriarch."

Qingyu Zhenren was excited, and he didn't care about the mistake of the title, he rubbed his hands, and then he was about to bow to Lin Xiaoyao.

Lin Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows.

The other party is the head of the sect, what is the matter with visiting the shrine like himself?

Although he likes to pretend, he doesn't want to accept this gift.

So the sleeve robe was flicked.

Before he could bow down, he felt a gust of wind envelop his body, his consciousness became blurred, and his hands and feet no longer seemed to be under his control.

"It's ......"

When he woke up again, he found that he was still in the ancestral hall.

Even the movement of worship is maintained.

What happened just now was like a dream.

And yet it is so true.

No, that has absolutely nothing to do with dreaming.

He turned his head abruptly and looked at his left hand.

I saw that in the palm of my hand, I was holding a porcelain bottle,

When the bottle was opened, what greeted me was the verdant Xuantian Qingling San.

Really...... It's all true.

Qing Yu Zhenren breathed a sigh of relief.

The expression on his face was extremely pleasantly surprised.

Then he looked at the ancestral tablet in front of him, bowed deeply, and bowed down again.

Then he walked away quickly.

When he walked out of the ancestral hall, he found that the young disciple who had been ordered to leave by himself just now had turned around and was standing outside respectfully at the moment.

Qingyu Zhenren was in a very good mood at the moment, and nodded at him.

He instructed: "Although cleaning the ancestral hall of the patriarch is hard, it is an extremely important work for this sect, and everything must not be neglected. ”

"The disciple is clear, and he must follow the instructions of the master."

Lin Xiaoyao saluted respectfully.