Thinking like this, Fang Ling immediately collected all the sun fire energy, and then slowly expanded along the veins of Turank, re-examining every place, a trace of sun fire energy traveled with keen perception, and at the same time fed back these perceptions back to Fang Ling's mind, scarlet veins, and vivid organs formed in his mind.

Seeing Fang Ling's focused visit, Tulan Motuo did not urge, and stood quietly to the side, with a little gratitude on his face.

I don't know how long it took, when the sun fire traveled vigorously to the heart, Fang Ling suddenly made a discovery, on the back of the heart there was actually a finger length and width of the thing, this thing did not resemble a meridian, from time to time squirmed, obviously alive.

In order not to attract its attention, Fang Ling did not probe carefully, but continued to manipulate the sun to move vigorously, searching all over his body, and the only thing unusual in Turank's body was it.

He slowly withdrew the power of the sun, and secretly determined that this thing must be the worm that the Northern Xinjiang Mansion Jun said.

Fortunately, I thought of asking Turrank, otherwise if I didn't have the word Northern Governor, I am afraid that I would not be able to find an answer.

Seeing Fang Ling withdraw his hand, Tulan Motuo looked at him with a solemn expression, but comforted him open-mindedly: "Your Highness, don't be embarrassed, my father's illness is even helpless for the Shaman Witch King, I think even if the imperial doctor of Chu really comes, I'm afraid it will be in vain." ”

Fang Ling hesitated for a moment, and did not tell Tulan Motuo what he had discovered, but just nodded and said, "The old patriarch's condition is indeed difficult to solve, and he may need to observe and observe." ”

Turanmoto just thought he was talking casually, and didn't care, and then said, "I'm going to stay here for a while, let Zhongbo take you back to the annex first." ”

Fang Ling nodded, and walked towards the outside of the hall, and after leaving the main hall and returning to the annex with Song Ying'er, he closed the door and entered the Cun Ding alone.

Because the matter was related to the trip to the underworld, Fang Ling did not intend to involve Song Ying'er.

After listening to Fang Ling's description, Huo Junyuan pondered for a while, and said cautiously: "Second brother, what you found is probably a hundred evil corpse insects. ”

"Hundred Evil Corpse Worms, what is that?" Fang Ling hurriedly asked.

Huo Junyuan said with his hand: "The grassland land has no country since ancient times, and there is no existence of the Zhenguo Heavenly Master, this is not the Immortal Sect, nor is it the residence of the Evil Dao, so whether it is the disciples of the Immortal Sect or the Cult of the Evil Dao, they can come and go freely here, and at the same time it has caused a lot of disputes. Shamanism is actually born by fusing some of the methods of immortal and evil ways, and it is also good and evil, so although it is the spiritual leader of the grassland, it also refines poisons and creates witch corpses. ”

Fang Ling nodded again and again when he heard this, Huo Junyuan apprenticed to the Immortal Sect, his knowledge can be described as vast, no matter what he mentions, he can always easily tell the cause and effect, with the position of shamanism that is both good and evil, it is true that only in the grassland can he survive.

I only heard Huo Junyuan say again: "After becoming a shaman and a black witch, shamans can learn the art of refining witch corpses, but witch corpses are not the most profound witchcraft in shamanism, and there are many unknown witchcraft and even forbidden arts, one of which is the Great Soul Devouring Sutra." ”