Soul Split

Tianqingmen.

Wanshitang.

The inner court.

Huang Yujun paced back and forth...

That black zombie must be extraordinary, maybe he was born with magical powers, which would attract the covetousness of a foundation-building monk.

Moreover, Daowen would definitely not use the money for his own use. Nas must have secretly taken refuge in some powerful family, and this thing could be regarded as a generous and free gift.

It's just that this guy is so shameless. In order to lick the hook of the powerful family, he actually took advantage of a small cultivator in the Qi refining stage. This kind of behavior is even shameless for the demon sect.

Liu Heng probably didn’t lie...

However, we cannot rule out the shadow of the Law Enforcement Hall behind this.

After all, although Zhao Shi is only a minor cultivator on the second level of Qi Refining, he is still a cultivator of the Law Enforcement Hall.

It would be even more inappropriate to shirk and refuse to help...

On the contrary, it will make the monks of the Law Enforcement Hall think that you are guilty of being a thief.

Is it possible that a second-level spiritual grass, Canopy Grass, needs to be sacrificed to save this kid?

Some flesh hurts...

Got it!

Huang Yujun suddenly thought of a way to get the best of both worlds.

I saw Huang Yujun patting the storage bag and taking out a jade box.

Open the jade box.

In the jade box, there is a spiritual grass blooming like a canopy.

On the spiritual grass, there is full of spiritual energy.

There were actually wisps of smoke.

This is definitely not something ordinary herbs can have.

Liu Heng: "Is this what it is?"

Huang Yujun: "Yes! This thing is canopy grass."

"This thing is so valuable that Uncle Huang was willing to take it out to save me. My nephew is extremely grateful and deserves it." Liu Heng quickly kowtowed in thanks.

Huang Yujun: "It doesn't matter... As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. What's more, if you call me Uncle Huang, how can I not save you?"

Liu Heng: "Thank you Uncle Huang, thank you Uncle Huang..."

Huang Yujun showed a kind smile again.

"Give me the Huanglong paste and I will grind it for you."

"I don't dare bother Uncle Huang, I'll do it myself."

"Why are you so stubborn? If I say I'll do it, I'll do it." Huang Yujun said firmly.

"Uh... Then there's Uncle Lao Huang."

Huang Yujun entered the pharmacy with Huanglong ointment and canopy grass.

When Liu Heng wasn't paying attention.

Huang Yujun quietly put the canopy grass into the storage bag, then randomly took an ordinary herb that did not affect the medicinal properties, put it into a vessel and ground it...

After grinding a few times.

Huang Yujun: "Liu Heng... come and grind it."

Liu Heng: "Okay."

Liu Heng dug his belly while grinding the herbs, and soon the herbs were ground into crumbs...

Mix the herbal residue into Huanglong paste...

Take half internally and half externally.

Liu Heng swallowed half of the yellow Huanglong paste into his stomach.

It tastes a bit weird...

Then I smeared the remaining Huanglong ointment on my body...

Huang Yujun: "Let me help you."

"I don't dare to bother Uncle Huang."

"Why are you kid so disobedient? Just do whatever I say." Huang Yujun snatched the Huanglong Paste and slowly applied it on Liu Heng's back.

Just take advantage of this time...

Blood surged on Huang Yujun's palm, and all the corpse poison and blood evil hidden in Liu Heng's body was absorbed by him.

Liu Heng: "Ah! It's so comfortable. Uncle Huang's canopy grass is indeed a second-level spiritual grass. It can cure diseases. Thank you Uncle Huang for giving me the medicine."

Huang Yujun: "It doesn't matter, who calls you my nephew? That Qian Daowen must have lost his mind and did such a shameless thing. Don't blame him."

Liu Heng: "My nephew doesn't dare!"

Huang Yujun: "Now that your poison has been cured, leave here quickly."

"Thank you, Uncle Huang, I'll leave now." Liu Heng left with his hands clasped in fists.

…

Tianqingmen.

Library Pavilion.

Hou Dongsheng looked at the skylight above his head.

There is still half a day left before we have to leave this place.

Hou Dongsheng has the habit of taking notes, so he has a pen and paper in his storage bag. Unfortunately, the storage bag is now sealed in a wooden box, and he has no way to break the seal and take out the storage bag.

Next time I come again, I will have to spend spiritual stones...

This library has turned the study of Taoism into a business.

The disciples of the Internal Affairs Hall are actually only interested in profit.

Looking through the tube, you can see the decay of Tianqingmen.

Hou Dongsheng put down the thread-bound book "Secrets of Protecting the Heart" in his hand.

Ancient Taoist texts are difficult to understand and difficult to understand, let alone memorize.

Still have to copy...

It's a pity that there is no paper and pen. Even if there is paper and pen, it will not be possible to copy in half a day, unless it is copied...

Raise your hand and point.

A ray of Yin Qi slowly escaped from the fingertips and turned into a dark cloud the size of a fist.

Under the control of the evil spirit's thoughts, the cloud turned into a piece of black and transparent paper.

Three words slowly appeared on the paper.

Tips for protecting the heart.

efficient!

This page fell into Hou Dongsheng's hands and continued to shrink, turning into a black dot.

The next moment.

Book pages zoom in.

It was reduced to the size of a palm, and the text on the page was clearly visible.

Hou Dongsheng followed suit and released the dark cloud again, turning the dark cloud into pages...

Turn over a page and copy one page.

Not long after...

There were more than 200 pages suspended in the air.

The binding is done in the same way.

Suddenly.

Hou Dongsheng's eyes were full of ghost fire.

Bang!

More than 200 pages collapsed together.
To be continued...