Seeing this, Leng Yi hurriedly caught it, his jade finger counted his eyebrows, and a spiritual energy entered his body, and after a long time, he withdrew his finger and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"How?" Hua Yunzi hurriedly asked.

"The situation is very bad, the meridians in his body are broken, and it may be difficult to recover." Leng Yi put Mu Qiu's body flat on his lap to make him lie more comfortable, and said in a deep voice.

"How so?" Yin Sisi said in disbelief, her eyes glistening with water.

It turned out that Mu Qiu paid such a big price to save them, and everyone knew.

At this point, everyone fell silent, and the joy of the aftermath had long since dissipated, replaced by a suffocating silence.

"Okay, Zifeng, you take the junior disciples to repair it, then the yin revenge will be avenged, this matter is absolutely impossible to be good, if you find something wrong and come to the door again, without Mu Qiu, I'm afraid all of us will die, and now Qingxumen can't stay." As the head of a faction, Hua Yunzi knew that this was not the time to be sad.

For now, the most important thing is how to deal with the revenge of the Yin Moon Palace.

"So what do we do?" Huo Lie hurriedly asked, they had put in too much effort here, and if he gave up like this, he was really unwilling in his heart.

"There's no way, all the disciples will leave after they have repaired, and from now on there will be no Qingxu Gate." Yun Huazi sighed and said.

As soon as the words came out, he seemed to be much older, and his originally upright figure was also a little rickety.

Leng Yi didn't speak, she gently picked up Mu Qiu and flew straight towards Leng Zhufeng.

Yin Sisi and Lin Tingting glanced at each other and followed.

"Wait for me to ......" Min Lian glanced at Lin Zifeng deeply and said softly.

"Go, you must save him, he is the hero of our Qingxumen." Lin Zifeng looked at Min Lian affectionately and said.

Nodding, the meridians were broken, it was so easy to save it, Min Lian showed a wry smile on his face, and turned into a streamer of light.

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On Leng Zhufeng, in Leng Yi's small courtyard, Mu Qiu lay on Leng Yi's bed, and Leng Yi gently wiped the dirt on his face with a towel in his hand.

"Crunch"

Min Lian came to the bed with a bowl of decoction, glanced at Mu Qiu, who was motionless, and said with a gloomy expression: "Master, do you think he can still wake up?" ”

"Yes, it's nothing to him." Leng Yi smiled slightly, and didn't explain much.

He handed the towel in his hand to Min Lian, then took the bowl of soup medicine from her hand, and fed it into Mu Qiu's mouth with a spoonful of spoonfuls.

After feeding, he handed the empty bowl to Min Lian, who took the bowl and walked out of the house with a blank expression.

"Obviously, the meridians are completely cut off, and he is indeed given a medicine to stabilize the sea of qi, the master will not be old and confused." Closing the door, Min Lian stuck out her tongue and thought evilly.

"You should be about to wake up..."Leng Yi gently tidied up the quilt for Mu Qiu, got up and walked out the door.

The elixir entered the body and turned into a little starlight, slowly repairing Mu Qiu's sea of qi.

And in the sea of spiritual consciousness, Mu Qiu's consciousness gradually awakened.

"Wake up, your master knows a lot about sword immortals, and he knows how to keep your qi sea first, which saves me a lot of things." The voice of the desolate spirit said lazily.

Looking inside, the meridians were almost broken, the sea of qi was seriously damaged, and the flesh was not bad, but a few bones were broken.

"I'm completely gone?" Mu Qiu smiled bitterly.

"Well, not only is there nothing to cultivate, but your sea of qi is fragmented, and you want to recover for at least a hundred years." The desolate spirit said slyly.

Although a hundred years is fleeting for monks, Mu Qiu's cultivation has only been a few years, and now when he gets the news, his face immediately becomes bitter.

"It's not a bad thing......" Seeing that Mu Qiu was silent, the desolate spirit continued.

"Why?" Puzzled, he asked, now that the sea of qi is shattered and cultivated to nothing, this is not a bad thing, so what is bad?

"Your life soul has absorbed a huge amount of causal power, if you can refine it, your strength will increase at a terrifying rate, how much you can grow depends on your understanding."

"Of course, this cause and effect must be over, otherwise these grievances will backlash and make you lose your soul in an instant!" Seeing that a smile gradually appeared on Mu Qiu's face, the desolate spirit continued to strike.

"No matter what, the revenge of these junior disciples still has to be repaid by the lives of everyone in his Yin Moon Palace." The words of the desolate spirit did not make Mu Qiu retreat, he muttered, and a trace of cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"By the way, I have one more thing to tell you, my consumption this time is a bit large, and it will take a long time to recover, so if you encounter an opponent of this level again, then you will wait for death......" the desolate spirit reminded.

Mu Qiu's face changed slightly, and he quickly recovered, although he was missing a life-saving hole card, but it was okay, because he would not have a dependency mentality, he could grow faster between life and death, if everything relied on the desolate spirit, then how could Mu Qiu become a strong man.

"What do we do now?" Putting away his thoughts, Mu Qiu asked.

"Find a place to heal and slowly refine the power of cause and effect, now that this Qingxu Gate is scattered, we must also leave as soon as possible, that yin vengeance is not a fool, when he comes back to his senses, he will inevitably come to revenge again, if we still stay here is too dangerous." The desolate spirit said softly, she was very pleased with Mu Qiu's reaction, and how many people could face the loss of such a powerful hole card and be relieved.

"Yin Hatred, you should cherish this last time, our affairs are not over yet." This revenge must be avenged no matter what!

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After a night, Leng Yi pushed open the door, and saw Mu Qiu sitting cross-legged on the bed, her tired face was slightly happy, she came to the wooden table, poured herself a cup of tea, put it to her mouth and sipped it gently.

Mu Qiu, who heard the sound, slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw Leng Yi's arrival, he smiled and said, "Master, you are here." ”

"Well, those disciples have almost gone, senior brother, they are also ready to find a place to live in seclusion, and now the Qingxu Sect is much more deserted," Leng Yi's face was a little tired, the sect that had always been lively had become so depressed now, and she felt uncomfortable.

"That's fine, otherwise we won't be able to live if the vengeance comes again." Getting off the bed, Mu Qiu took the tea handed by Leng Yi, poured two sips and said.

"By the way, after you fell into a coma yesterday, a person came, saying it was your friend." Nodding, Leng Yi said suddenly.

"Forget him......" patting his head, Mu Qiu said with a wry smile, Nan Wuyue came to Qingxumen with him to resurrect his wife, and now Mu Qiu left him there alone in a coma.

"Where is he?"

"I put him in the same room before you." After knowing that Mu Qiu was a sword immortal, Leng Yi's mentality gradually changed a little, and he didn't know why, but he had a trace of affection for Mu Qiu.

Maybe it's because she was originally a sword spirit cultivated by the ancient sword immortal, or maybe it's because she sacrificed herself to save her life in a desperate situation.

"Just because you are a waste, you also want my master to be your sword spirit" When he said this, Mu Qiu's demeanor was really domineering.

"Master, I still have something to ask you for, can you come with me to see him?" Scratching his head, Mu Qiu said with some embarrassment.

"Let's go......" Smiling slightly, Leng Yi got up and said, she agreed to Mu Qiu's request without hesitation.

The two of them left the house one after the other and walked towards the hut before Mu Qiu.