On the majestic Great Pyramid, in the main hall of the temple, the high priest sat on the ground, his expression was calm, but his face seemed to be wrinkled a lot, as if he had aged a lot during this time.

Ji Honglian sat next to the high priest, and below was another person sitting, it was Ji Hou.

After a while, the high priest sighed and said, "Where is Yin He now?"

Ji Hou said: "I have brought it back, and I will be placed in a quiet room below." It's just that his body is extremely weak, and he has been unconscious since he came back, and no matter how the city doctors treat him, he has not woken up. ”

A trace of worry flashed across Ji Honglian's face, and she quietly clenched her palm.

The High Priest frowned and asked, "That's all he said before he passed out?"

"Yes. Ji Hou said with great certainty, "Yin He only said the words 'the road is repaired', and then fainted, until now. I was always by his side from beginning to end, never saying a second word, and never waking up in between. ”

The high priest pondered for a moment, and then said, "Bring him up and I'll see him." ”

Ji Hou was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and walked out quickly after agreeing.

Ji Honglian's eyes lit up on the side, and then she stood up and walked to the high priest's side, with a look of expectation on her face, and said, "Master, Master, you, can you save him?"

The high priest smiled bitterly and said, "I'll take a look at him first, I haven't seen him now, how can I say it clearly." ”

"Oh, yes, yes. Ji Honglian said a little nervously, and sat down beside the high priest again.

The high priest gave her a faint look and did not speak.

After a while, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside the door, and then, under the command of Ji Hou, two servants carried a stretcher and carried Yin He, who was covered with futon and his eyes closed and his face as pale as paper, and placed him on the floor in the center of the main hall, and then bowed to the high priest and withdrew.

The high priest then stood up and slowly walked to Yin He, who was still unconscious.

Ji Hou stepped back and stood aside, looking at the high priest with blazing eyes.

And Ji Honglian ran over one step earlier, knelt beside Yin He, and looked at this man who looked extremely haggard and fragile, her heart was sour, and her eyes were a little red.

The high priest first carefully checked Yin He's complexion, looking a little hesitant, and after a while, he suddenly asked Ji Hou, "Did he have any other injuries on his body when he came back?"

Ji Hou thought for a while, shook his head and said, "It doesn't seem that there are other big wounds, at most, there is only a little scratch and broken skin, which should not be in the way." As he spoke, as if to prove his words, he stepped forward and lifted the quilt on Yin He's body, revealing Yin He's body and pointing it to the high priest.

Ji Honglian was startled, but she didn't dare to stop it, and couldn't help but glance at her father with some resentment.

The High Priest nodded slowly and said, "I see." ”

Ji Hou put down the quilt at this time, Ji Honglian hurriedly grabbed it, carefully covered it for Yin He, and at the same time quietly held one of Yin He's palms under the quilt, and at the tentacle, she subconsciously trembled all over, as if she had touched an ice cube, cold and piercing.

Ji Honglian's eyes flashed with a hint of gloom, and she did not withdraw her hand, but quietly and slowly clenched Yin He's hand.

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"Master, you—can you save him?"

Ji Honglian knelt on the ground and said to the high priest with a pleading look.

The high priest was silent for a long time, and then said slowly: "He should be ...... by the gods The spiritual power of the sacred mountain invaded the body, hurting the vitality of the body. With such a serious degree, it stands to reason that ordinary people can't survive it......"

Ji Hou's face changed slightly, looking at the high priest's eyes, there seemed to be some subtle changes, but Ji Honglian showed a hint of hope and joy, and said, "You know the reason, can you save him?"

The high priest hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'll try it." ”

After that, he asked Ji Honglian to step aside, and he sat down cross-legged beside Yin He, and at the same time took out a magic staff from his arms, which was the black magic scepter that was used in the quiet room that day.

I saw the high priest lower his eyebrows and closed his eyes, and chanted a mantra in his mouth, and after a while, the strange runes on the black scepter suddenly lit up, and after a while, it slowly flew up from the high priest's hand, and flew above Yin He's head, and then the void was suspended there, and the end of its staff handle was only about three inches away from the center of Yin He's eyebrows.

Ji Hou's eyes lit up when he was standing aside, needless to say, this scene in front of him was the most mysterious witchcraft in the human race.

The ten fingers of the high priest's two hands slowly stretched out and twisted, forming strange seals, and the incantation in his mouth did not stop......

Gradually, a strange light emanated from the scepter, and after a while, the high priest suddenly opened his eyes, snorted softly, and formed a strange mark on his hands, and Huo Ran raised it up.

A ray of light suddenly appeared, gray and dry, but it rose from Yin He's eyebrows, and was then sucked into the black scepter.

In the main hall of the temple, there was silence, and Ji Hou and Ji Honglian didn't dare to come out, just quietly watching the strange scene.

The scepter suspended in mid-air seemed to be constantly extracting something from Yin He's body, but as time passed, Yin He's complexion, which originally looked almost like a dead person, began to improve, and the dark death qi gradually disappeared, and even a faint trace of red ** came out on his cheeks.

Ji Honglian was overjoyed, if it weren't for the fear of disturbing the high priest to cast the spell, she would have already cheered, but now she could only endure it, but her eyes were already full of joy.

On the contrary, Ji Hou, who was standing behind his daughter, frowned slightly, and after his eyes swirled on Yin He's face for a while, more of them fell on the high priest, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

After about a tea time, the strange gas that was sucked out of Yin He's eyebrows became lighter and lighter, and finally turned into a transparent color and dissipated into nothingness.

The High Priest put down the mark in his hand, and with a gesture of his hand, the scepter flew back into his hand.

The glow on the staff faded and returned to its original state, but other than that, nothing changed, even if it had just inhaled a lot of that strange death qi.

Yin He's body trembled, his face showed a little pain, Ji Honglian was taken aback, and just wanted to call him, the high priest had already said: "He should be fine, but he still needs to recuperate for many days, you first find a room in the temple and settle down, and later today, I will go over to see him." ”

Ji Honglian nodded again and again, her joy was beyond words, and she hurriedly ran out and called the two Heavenly God Sect disciples over, and then took Yin He away from here.

As a result, only the high priest and Ji Hou were left in the main hall.

Ji Hou walked over slowly, sat down beside the high priest, and said softly, "Are you okay?"

The high priest glanced at him and said, "It's fine. ”

Ji Hou nodded, and then after a moment of silence, he said, "What are you going to do about this matter?" As he spoke, he pointed his hand in a certain direction, which was the direction of the inner ring land on the side of the sacred mountain.

The high priest was silent for a long time, and said, "This young man said that the road was repaired, do you believe him?"

Ji Hou hesitated for a moment and said, "I sent him to do this, and seeing that after he came back, he didn't say anything but only remembered this matter, I think it's mostly credible." ”

The High Priest neither nodded his head in affirmation nor shook his head in question, but just sat there as if thinking about it.

Ji Hou said again: "But this matter is still a bit strange, there are really a lot of people who follow Yin He into the Inner Ring Land, why is he the only one who comes back?

The high priest's eyes flashed slightly, but he still did not speak.

Ji Hou was a little confused, and said, "What should I do next, do you have any explanation?" Or just like this, I will send a few more people into the Inner Ring to check?"

When the high priest heard this, he suddenly shook his head and said, "It's a waste of time to go in, so there's no need to do it." ”

Ji Hou was taken aback, and said in amazement: "Will you die if you go in?"

The High Priest's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but suddenly his body shuddered, and he coughed violently.

This sudden cough startled Ji Hou, and he quickly stood up and wanted to step forward, but was stopped by the high priest as soon as he stretched out his hand, so he had to take a step back and said hurriedly: "Are you okay, or I'll go find ......"

"No...... Must!" The high priest coughed and said two words, and casually took out a silk scarf from his bosom to cover his mouth, and after a long while, his cough slowly subsided, and then he let out a sigh.

Ji Hou's anxious face relaxed, and he hurriedly walked to the side, poured a glass of water and put it next to the high priest, and said, "You drink water." ”

The high priest nodded, wiped his mouth with a silk scarf, then put down his hand and closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, he said to Ji Hou: "After you go back, immediately make arrangements, I want to enter the sacred mountain." ”

"What?" Ji Hou was shocked, and even stood up all of a sudden.

The high priest did not give him more opportunity to speak, but said coldly: "Go, do as I say, and we will leave tomorrow." ”

Ji Hou was stunned and speechless with his mouth half-open, but looking at the high priest's unusually stern and resolute face, he finally had to nod his head and agree, and then walked out of the temple hall quickly.

The High Priest sat alone in the great temple, and after a long moment of silent contemplation, he slowly looked down at his hands.

At this moment, his dry fingers slowly spread out, revealing the silk scarf clutched in the palm of his hand, which was full of blood that had turned dark red, which was shocking.