Mo Yu looked at his firm eyes and felt a little gentle in his heart. He said with certainty: "I promise that this matter will never be harmful to me. Don't worry, senior brother." He turned around and looked at several people around him, "You can't be disturbed when you take action. Please ask Mr. Hong, the sect leader, and wait outside for a while."

Mr. Hong quite understands this point. Healing wounds and saving people is more dangerous than cultivators' practice, and there is no room for trouble. If there is a slight mistake, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Let's go out and wait." He turned and walked out.

It was related to whether Xun Zhao could recover, and Liu Biancheng couldn't help but feel nervous. But he knew that too much said at this moment would only make Mo Yu feel more stressed and would be harmful to the next treatment, so he just nodded to express his trust, looked at Xun Zhao, and took the few people around him to turn and leave.

Ling Xue fell at the end. Before leaving the door, she turned her head and looked, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous in her eyes. Mo Yu smiled gently at her and nodded slightly to her. She didn't have to worry. After Ling Xue brought the door of the retreat secret room, he turned around and walked to the bed, saying, "Senior brother, wait a moment, I still need to make some preparations."

"Okay." Xun Zhao nodded, but he didn't even notice it, his voice was trembling slightly.

Mo Yu closed his eyes, his consciousness entered the soul space, and said directly: "You are sure to cure Senior Brother Xun Zhao. There must be no accidents in this matter, otherwise I will not be able to explain to him."

Four divine suns were burning violently above the head, the air temperature reached an extremely astonishing level, and the entire sky was roasted into a red sè. The Jiesha Ku Tian Bow was exclusively located, and the bow was filled with rich black blood evil spirits, which were sticky and like ink injected with red plasma.

Jiesha waved his harpoon and rushed out, saying, "Although the power is very little restored, it is only a few simple dead energy, and it is not difficult to extract it. However, in this way, Jiesha's Sky Bow will take at least one month to refine it, and during this period the master will not be able to use our power."

"It's okay, as long as you're sure you can succeed." Mo Yu spoke in a deep voice, "In addition, what should you pay attention to when extracting dead air?"

Lu Tian stepped out, his robe had been restored to iron, and his whole body was meticulously taken care of, and he said coldly, "It will hurt a little, let him hold it." Except for the master, he did not see anyone in his eyes, and he always spoke in such a cold tone. Of course... except for the woman who is about to be immortal in the spiritual cultivation space of Mustard Seed Realm.

Mo Yu's eyes opened and he met Xun Zhao's nervous and expectant gaze. He smiled and said, "Senior brother, don't worry, since I took action, I will naturally be sure. In the near future, you will be able to recover as before. However, this process will be a little painful, so please be patient for the time being."

Xun Zhao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He focused his head and said, "As long as he can recover from his injuries, suffering is nothing."

Mo Yu felt a little relieved. When the robbery and Lu Tian were sure that they could succeed, there would be no mistake. Since the senior brother could endure hardship, there would be no problem. So he first helped Xun Zhao lie flat on the bed, took a breath and opened his five fingers, landed on Xun Zhao's head, and stranded a wisp of black blood evil spirits surged out from between him and quickly penetrated into his head.

The next moment, Xun Zhao's body suddenly froze, his eyes widened, and he let out a roar of pain. His clothes were instantly wet by sweat beads from his pores, and his body began to spasm.

Seeing this, Mo Yu angrily scolded Lu Tian for being cool. He could make his senior brother look like this. It was not that simple as it hurts! But at this moment, he had already taken action and there was no reason to stop. The violent soul fluctuations broke out in his body instantly, gathering the Yuan of Heaven and Earth into an invisible sealed town, suppressing Xun Zhao, and shouting: "Senior Brother, bear it, it will be fine soon!"

Outside the Secret Reconstruction Room, Liu Biancheng and others were shocked to raise their heads. Listening to Xun Zhao's vague roar, they could not imagine what kind of pain he was suffering to make such a shrill sound. Moreover, the violent soul fluctuations and the shock of the heaven and earth elemental power could not be concealed from their senses. For a moment, several people felt shocked and suspicious in their hearts.

What exactly is Mo Yu doing?

Old Hong frowned, and was upset by Xun Zhao's screams. He felt the eyes of several people and said angrily: "Don't look at me, I don't know what tricks he is playing! But it's best to be useful, otherwise I will never let him have a good time!"

Shui Zhilong and Ling Xue's eyes flashed a little worried at the same time. They all knew that Mr. Hong loved Xun Zhao. Now that he ended up like this, I am afraid that Mr. Hong would be extremely annoyed. It would be fine if Mo Yu could cure Xun Zhao. If he had to suffer such a tragedy, Mr. Hong would not give up.

Liubiancheng, Hualuo, and Xue Liran also became unsure. When he looked at each other, he felt a little regretful. Should he ask Mo Yu again to determine whether Mo Yu is really sure. In the least, he must wait until his loss recovers before taking action.

But since they decided to let Mo Yu take a try, they could only wait here, no matter how worried they were, they could not break into it. But as time passed, listening to Xun Zhao's gradually weak and hoarse voice, the faces of the few people gradually became more and more serious.

Suddenly, Xun Zhao screamed and stopped abruptly, and the hearts of several people outside were jumping.

"Sect Master, Mr. Hong, you can come in."

The moment Mo Yu's slightly weak voice sounded, Mr. Hong opened the door of the retreat secret room at a speed that was completely inconsistent with his age and flashed into it.

Liubiancheng and others followed closely behind.

Mo Yu was sitting cross-legged by the bed, his robe was soaked with sweat, his face was pale and his eyes were dim, "Senior brother has fallen into a coma, please check Mr. Hong, how is he now?"

Old Hong's eyes fell on Xun Zhao, and his face became extremely ugly in an instant, showing a little hidden anger. If it weren't for the miserable appearance of Mo Yu, I'm afraid he would have had an attack!

Xun Zhao seemed to have just been fished out of the water, and the brocade quilt was soaked under him! As a master pharmacist, he was very clear about the physique of the monk and naturally knew what kind of pain he needed to endure to make him sweat so much. Looking at his face that was so pale that he had no blood, Old Hong hurriedly reached out to hold his wrist and closed his eyes and poked out a trace of soul power. After a few breaths, his body shook, and his eyes suddenly opened, unable to hide his shock!

The dead energy dissipated... He still couldn't believe it, so he closed his eyes and checked it carefully again to confirm that there was no residual death energy in Xun Zhao's soul. Moreover, although his soul was weak, he did not suffer any damage. This was another incredible thing in his opinion. The dead energy merged with the soul, and Yu wanted to peel it off. Even if the Spirit Emperor took action, Xun Zhao's soul would be severely damaged and it would take a long time to recover.

Could it be that he has seventh-grade heavenly spirit pills such as Qingfrost Jade Pill, Pure Yang Jing Shen Pill, etc. in his hand. But this is not true. The seventh-grade heavenly spirit pills are so precious that there may not be many in the entire continent. With Mo Yu's identity, no matter how qualified he is, it is impossible to get them.

I couldn't think about it smoothly, but fortunately I didn't want it. Mr. Hong turned his head and looked with a burning look in his eyes, "How did you do it?"

Liu Biancheng was nervous, he was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he looked surprised, "Old Hong, are you saying that Xun Zhao okay?"

"Nonsense, if he hadn't been healed, I would have been angry long ago. How could I speak so patiently!" Old Hong waved his hand anxiously, "Don't interrupt, boy Mo Yu, you haven't told me what method I used yet."

Mo Yu's face was slightly relaxed and said, "It doesn't matter how I took action. What's important is that Senior Brother Xun Zhao is fine anymore. What do you think, Mr. Hong?"

Old Hong glared, his chin shook slightly, and for a few moments of stiffness, he had no intention of compromise, and said angrily: "If you don't say it, don't say it. It seems that there are indeed many secrets hidden in your body." He took out a jade bottle with his backhand, raised his hand and threw it over, "Two Yuan Fuqi Pills, I'll give it to you!"

Mo Yu followed, with a little joy on his face and said apologetically: "It's really a secret inconvenience to inform you, but it's just a coincidence that I can save Senior Brother Xun Zhao. How to recover from the next step depends on Mr. Hong to take action."

"Hmph! You kid can speak." Old Hong was not polite, but his face looked much better. "There is a furnace of Baicao Lingdan left. You can go to Lingdan Pavilion to get it in seven miles."

"Thank you Mr. Hong."

Old Hong stopped talking. He moved quickly and pointed his fingers on Xun Zhao's body one after another. Each finger fell, a trace of heaven and earth's power condensed into a needle and pierced into his body. With his movements, Xun Zhao's pale face gradually increased a little blood.

After completing this, Mr. Hong took out a sealed pot from the storage ring, carefully opened the seal a little, revealing a light layer of light gold paste in the can, shaking it under his nose, then sealed it immediately and took it back to the storage ring.

Xun Zhao's eyelids shook and slowly opened. His eyes were blank. After a long time, he gradually became focused and fell directly on Mo Yu. "Junior brother, this is really not just a little pain."

His voice was hoarse and weak, but his eyes were filled with excitement.

Mo Yu stood up and bowed, "It's really the first time I've taken action. I don't know the specific process. Please don't blame me, senior brother."

"No wonder, even if it hurts a little more, it's enough to heal the injury." Xun Zhao looked at his pale face and said anxiously: "Is junior brother injured?"

"I really didn't expect that the deaf breath caused such heavy pain. In the end, I was really worried that my senior brother would not be able to support me, so I took some death breath for my senior brother and tried the taste of the deaf breath being extracted. It was indeed not very good."

Old Hong raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes became softer when he looked at him.

It was not difficult for Liu Biancheng and others to guess the pain they needed to endure when extracting the dead energy. They were even more moved by Mo Yu's actions. Since the accident happened in Tianye, they felt relieved that the true disciples of the sect could be so close.

Xun Zhao took a breath and said solemnly: "Junior brother, thank you."

Mo Yu smiled, "Senior brother, why should I be so irrelevant with me? If you really want to thank me, when you are healed, take out some of the treasured wine and let me taste it."

"must!"
Chapter completed!