In the hospital, from floor to floor, there are countless yin qi that is invisible to the naked eye. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe yin spirits that couldn't move under the scorching sun roamed freely in this place shrouded in yin energy.

A yin qi rose, followed by a roar: "Impossible, how can I die."

"It's you, you must be lying to me." The voice shouted at the group of unconscious ghosts in front of him.

Zixu and Fang Yuting looked over and saw that the yin spirit was like a substance, snorting towards the front.

The frown gradually furrowed, and at the same time, a vague uncomfortable feeling rose in their hearts, as if they had done something wrong before.

The yin soul instinctively turned into a bloody mouth, swallowing the previous few muddy yin spirits in one gulp, and the momentum of the whole body skyrocketed.

A piece of armor appeared on the Yin Soul's body, countless Yin Qi gathered, and his eyes glowed with blood-red light.

"What is this?". Fang Yuting felt as if she had seen this scene somewhere before.

Zixu took a deep breath and subconsciously blurted out: "Careless, careless." The secret book obtained by the Thousand Worlds in the Illusory World is real, and in addition, they have been to the Guyun Great Thousand Worlds, and this kind of disaster has been illuminated again."

"This is the method of ghost cultivation in the thousand worlds in the illusion." Listening to Zixu's words, Fang Yuting suddenly understood.

Zixu nodded heavily: "Yin Qi, I actually forgot Yin Qi, it's a big trouble."

"Why don't you talk to your partner about how to solve this problem?" Fang Yuting said to Zixu, although she didn't know who Zixu's partner was, she had a vague feeling in her heart that she should be a very powerful figure in mythology. After all, when the immortals went down to settle the official matter, they saw it in their eyes.

Zixu shook his head: "Mortal world, do you think it just refers to our planet? For them, the humans on the planet are just a drop in the ocean."

"Hey". Fang Yuting sighed lightly, she didn't expect that the Thousand Worlds in the Illusory World were obviously a good thing, but there was such a hidden side. If you don't handle it well, I'm afraid it will become a bad thing.

A sound of footsteps sounded in the ears of the two of them, followed by the sound of swords and soldiers.

The eyes of the two looked up at the reaction of the voice, and their gaze fell through the building to the dark clouds above.

Ten ghost cultivators with some yin spirits fought with a ghost in front of them.

"Bold ghosts who defy the laws of the underworld should be punished for their crimes." The ghost cha snorted at the ten ghosts, and then the saber in his hand shone with a glimmer of light, and slashed forward.

The ten ghost cultivators laughed in unison, driving the muddy ghosts to kill the ghosts.

"The laws of the underworld are so prestigious, but unfortunately they can't control us."

"The Thousand Worlds in the Illusory World is really a magical place, and this ghost cultivation method is really wonderful."

"If I had learned this secret before I was alive, I was afraid that I would have killed myself a long time ago, and where would I have waited until now."

"Hahaha, immortality, immortality".

"Swallowing, swallowing all the ghosts and living people in this hospital, we will definitely be able to break through to the Yuanying cultivation in one fell swoop."

The strength of the ghost is not weak, but in the face of the successive Yin Spirits and the continuous attacks of the ten ghost cultivators like the waves, they gradually showed a declining trend.

Zi Xuan looked at the unscrupulous ten ghost cultivators, and a chill appeared in his eyes. I said that Dong Hongjun was born in the illusory world, but it didn't make them lawless.

Thinking of this, a golden light turned into a sharp sword and swung it towards the sky.

Wherever the golden sword passed, the Yin Spirit was unaware. But when he flew in front of the ten ghost cultivators, a dazzling light erupted, sealing the strength of the ten ghost cultivators.

The strength of the ghost cultivator was sealed, and all the yin spirits returned to their muddy state again, scattering aimlessly.

The ghost cha breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and a chain appeared in his hand, locking up the ten ghost cultivators and all the yin spirits. looked at the purple void below, and immediately bowed: "The villain sees the real person, so thank you for the real person's help."

"Why are you the only one here?" Zixu didn't speak, but his voice appeared in the ghost's mind under the power of merit.

The ghost smiled bitterly and explained to Zixu: "My underworld is already short of manpower, and I need to go everywhere to lock up the Yin Soul. However, since the real people opened up the illusory world, many of the ghosts on this planet have been transformed into ghost cultivators. There is a huge gap in the already insufficient manpower, and the king of the ten halls of Hades intends to strengthen the control, but it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice."

At this moment, a token flew from the sky and turned into a loud voice: "The judge order, Liu Yuanzheng's son Liu Yu is dead, and immediately go to collect the soul."

"Honorable Order". The onicha respectfully took the heavenly token and waved the chain in his hand.

A flash of light flew from the chain and flew towards the building below.

With a stroke of his hand, the power of merit cut the light in two.

"This person is kind to the real person, and you go back to intercede for the judge of the real person." Purple Void's voice resurfaced in Onicha's mind.

The ghost showed a hesitant gaze, if ordinary people just said this, he would have done it a long time ago. But the person in front of him was not an ordinary person, so he was embarrassed.

"Since the law of the real person, the villain naturally does not dare to disobey it. It's just that life and death are determined by heaven, and rashly interfering is against the way of heaven, and I hope that real people will be cautious." The ghost cha persuaded Zixu.

Zixu shook his head slowly, and his voice came out again: "You first escort these ghost cultivators back to the underworld, and then return here." At that time, if the real person failed to save Liu Yu, it meant that he was destined to die. But if he is saved, then what if the matter is stopped."

"The villain leads the law". Seeing Zixu say this, the ghost sent a bow to him, pulling the ghost cultivator who was bound by the chains and the yin spirits to turn around and leave.

Seeing that the ghost's body gradually faded, Zixu and Fang Yuting glanced at each other, and both showed a hint of a smile. It seems that this matter is half the battle. It's just that they still need to think about how to deal with the alarm bells that the ghost cultivators have sounded for them.

Zixu tidied up his clothes and walked to the elevator with Fang Yuting.

The elevator door opened, and I couldn't help but be stunned when I saw a figure coming out of it.

"Liu, Uncle Liu". knew that he shouted at Liu Yuanzheng, who had a sad face.

The words made Liu Yuanzheng wake up from his sadness for a short time, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw that it was Zixu, and then his lips moved: "Zixu."

"Y-Why are you here?" Liu Yuan was asking Zixu and Fang Yuting.

Zixu's head turned quickly, and an excuse immediately appeared in his heart: "Yuting said that she was uncomfortable today, and then I accompanied her to check it out, and took a look by the way."

"Uncomfortable? Liu Yuanzheng is now very sensitive to the words "unwell" and "sick", and almost subconsciously asks them.

Feeling Liu Yuanzheng's concerned gaze, Fang Yuting secretly stepped on Zixu, but there was a smile on her face: "The doctor said there is no problem, it's just a small cold."

"That's good, that's good......". Liu Yuan replied to Fang Yuting.

Feeling a trace of pain in his feet, Zixu deliberately grinned at Fang Yuting, and then returned to normal at a very fast speed: "Uncle Liu, I heard on the phone that your son is in the hospital just now, I don't know what the specific situation is."

"So you all heard it", Liu Yuan was sighing at Zixu and Fang Yuting.

Zixu nodded, and then thought of something. How can you see a patient without a gift? So he put his hand behind his back, and a light appeared in the ring. A reishi mushroom appears in the hand.

Then he handed the Ganoderma lucidum in his hand to Liu Yuanzheng: "I just accompanied Yuting to see a doctor, and I went to the pharmacy to buy a Ganoderma lucidum by the way." Since Uncle Liu's son is sick, then I will give this Ganoderma lucidum as a gift and wish your son a speedy recovery."

"How can this work?" Liu Yuanzheng subconsciously refused.

Zixu forced the Ganoderma lucidum into Liu Yuanzheng's hand: "Uncle Liu, this is all artificially bred and worthless."

"Okay, then." Liu Yuanzheng couldn't get rid of it, so he could only take this lingzhi into his hand.

Looking around and seeing that the people around were anxiously waiting for the elevator, Liu Yuanzheng looked ahead: "Let's go out and talk."

"Good". Zixu and Fang Yuting replied to Liu Yuanzheng, and then followed him outside.

The three of them walked slowly, not in a hurry to speak.

After a while, I walked to a quiet place, where the patients and their families sat on chairs under the trees, enjoying the good time.

Liu Yuanzheng took Zixu and Fang Yuting for a walk under the tree, listening to the sound of birdsong in his ears, and slowly told the reason: "Yu'er suddenly fell unconscious two months ago, and at first I thought he was tired and just wanted to sleep. But I don't want it to be a strange disease."

"For the past two months, I've been sleeping. If it weren't for the breath in his nose, I'm afraid we would have thought he was dead." Liu Yuanzheng looked ahead and whispered.

Calm down a little and feel the weight of the Ganoderma lucidum in his hand: "Actually, he can't eat this Ganoderma lucidum, Yu'er has been like a living dead in the past two months, and can only live with nutritional injections."

"It's been two months, and I've tried countless methods, but I was told by the doctor that there was no obvious sign of brain activity." Liu Yuanzheng said, thinking of the doctor's words, his heart fell into a trough again.

Zixu and Fang Yuting glanced at each other, and at the same time chose to listen quietly without saying a word.

Liu Yuanzheng showed a painful smile, which made people feel a trace of uncomfortable emotions in their hearts: "Sometimes I think that it is better to die than to let him be a living dead."

"Hey". Liu Yuanzheng let out a long sigh and didn't make a sound.

The three of them didn't say a word, they walked like this, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

Listening to the sound of birdsong in his ears and feeling the sunlight shining through the leaves, Liu Yuanzheng temporarily dispelled the anxiety, suffering and pain in his heart: "Let you see and laugh."

"I understand Uncle Liu's mood very well, because I have lived in the hospital for several years, and I am used to seeing the sorrow of death." Zixu said to Liu Yuanzheng.

Liu Yuanzheng's eyes flashed with a hint of disbelief, and then returned to normal, just as Zixu was comforting himself, so he forced out a smile.

Zixu looked at the smile that was more sad than crying, so he didn't talk about this topic, but asked him: "Can you let us see your son."

"Good". Liu Yuanzheng nodded, then took a deep breath, turned around and walked in the direction they were commuting.

Looking at Liu Yuanzheng's back, Zixu's heart couldn't help but tremble. Vaguely, he seemed to see two familiar backs, and he was constantly worried about himself in the hospital for several years.

Fang Yuting seemed to feel Zixu's mood, held his hand, and slowly followed.