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Chapter 1137 Touch the forehead

Ye Nansheng's soul was swallowed by the blood of the Nine Nether Demon. If it weren't for the timely treatment, she would have been scattered.

But even though she was finally saved, her soul was irreversible and severely damaged. Not only did she have no memory, but her intelligence was like a three-year-old child.

If no miracle had happened, she would have spent her life in a daze.

"Of course, but with your current strength, don't think about it." Chongsheng's ancestor said.

As soon as he heard that there was really a way to restore Ye Nansheng's memory and IQ, Chen Qingyang immediately became energetic and asked quickly: "Senior, please say, no matter how difficult it is, I will cure Nansheng."

"There are two ways. One is to let a strong man who practices the soul's way use the great soul technique to repair her broken soul again." said Chongsheng's ancestor.

The great soul Technique ranks among the top 100 of the Three Thousand Great Daoes, and is also a very terrifyingly powerful magical power. It is almost impossible for Chen Qingyang to find a powerful person to practice this magical power of the Great Dao.

"What about the second method?" Chen Qingyang asked.

"The second method is to find the soul spring, take a scoop of spring water from it, so that she can drink it and heal it." Chongzun's ancestor said slowly.

"Where is that soul spring?" Chen Qingyang asked immediately.

"The Holy Soul Realm, one of the eight supreme gods, is as famous as the Battle Heaven Realm, which gave birth to the Book of War. It is a transcendent existence that ruled the world of hundreds of millions of cultivation." said the Chongsheng Ancestor.

Chen Qingyang's face froze, and the glimmer of hope that had just ignited was shattered again.

The Supreme God Realm is undoubtedly an illusory existence for Chen Qingyang.

Perhaps he could reach that level of the supreme divine realm by giving him tens of millions of years of cultivation, but Ye Nansheng could not wait for such a long time.

"Senior, is there no other way?" Chen Qingyang asked unwillingly.

These two methods are even more difficult for Chen Qingyang now than climbing to the sky, and are tantamount to dreams.

"Maybe there is, but it will not be easier than the two methods I just mentioned." Chongzun Ancestor said.

"But there is a good news that the vitality in her body is very strong. Even if she doesn't practice, it will not be a problem to live for thousands of years." said Chongsheng's ancestor.

Ye Nansheng's body is very special. She has the gene of rebirth in her body. Not only has she awakened, but she has also mutated, which has incredible life force in her body. Even if her strength no longer improves from now on, her current life force will be enough to live for another thousand years.

Chen Qingyang was slightly surprised. This was indeed great news for him.

At least he has a thousand years to practice, and perhaps he can really find a strong man who practices great soul art to repair Ye Nansheng's soul.

It took a long time for Chen Qingyang to gain Ye Nansheng's trust, but soon Ye Nansheng began to feel drowsy and finally fell into Chen Qingyang's arms and fell asleep.

Now Ye Nansheng's soul is very weak. He respects the ancestor and reminds Chen Qingyang that it is best not to let Ye Nansheng be too stimulated.

Chen Qingyang thought about it and found that he still had a lot of things waiting for him to do, so he couldn't stay by Ye Nansheng's side forever.

Now, except for him, Ye Nansheng trusts the only person Qiao Xiaoyao. Perhaps giving her to Qiao Xiaoyao is the best choice.

Then Chen Qingyang stayed here for a night, and the next morning he asked Mu Ge to send him to Qiao's house to find Qiao Xiaoyao.

After coming out of the crack in the space, Chen Qingyang and the others came to the luxurious manor of the Qiao family.

Sensing Qiao Xiaoyao's location, Chen Qingyang and the others did not disturb anyone, and appeared quietly in the villa where Qiao Xiaoyao lived.

"Dongdong!"

Qiao Xiaoyao, who had just got up and finished washing up, was about to visit Qiao Beiting, and when he heard the knock on the door, he couldn't help but feel confused.

Who would knock on her door early in the morning?

With doubts, Qiao Xiaoyao went over and opened the door.

When he saw Chen Qingyang holding Ye Nansheng who was sleeping, Qiao Xiaoyao was stunned at first, and then tears couldn't stop flowing down.

"I knew you would save her safely." Qiao Xiaoyao cried and laughed.

When Ye Nansheng was arrested, she always felt guilty. If Ye Nansheng had any surprises, she didn't know how to face Chen Qingyang in the future.

"Let us go in first!" Chen Qingyang said with a chuckling.

"Okay, but there's a little mess inside. I haven't had time to clean up yet. Don't be surprised." Qiao Xiaoyao wiped the tears from his face and quickly invited Chen Qingyang and Mu Ge in.

After entering, Chen Qingyang first found an empty room and placed Ye Nansheng on the bed, then walked out of the living room.

"Is Nan Sheng okay?" Qiao Xiaoyao asked.

"It's okay, maybe I was a little scared and my emotions were a little unstable. I'll ask you to take care of her in the next day." Chen Qingyang said.

"What do you mean?" Qiao Xiaoyao asked in confusion.

"I still have a lot of things to do. It's impossible for me to bring Nan Sheng with me all the time, so I can only trouble you." Chen Qingyang said.

"You... do you still believe me?" Qiao Xiaoyao said, tears flowing down again.

Chen Qingyang handed Ye Nansheng to her before, but he almost lost his life. Now that he has become like this, Qiao Xiaoyao always feels that it is his responsibility.

Looking at Qiao Xiaoyao with a self-blame face, Chen Qingyang subconsciously stepped forward and then hugged her in his arms.

"Silly, I don't believe who else can you believe? Besides, Nan Sheng has become like this and it doesn't matter to you. You don't need to blame yourself." Chen Qingyang said softly.

In order to prevent the evil master from taking Ye Nansheng away, Qiao Xiaoyao almost lost his life. Although he has come alive, his silver hair has never been able to recover, which has already made Chen Qingyang feel very distressed.

Qiao Xiaoyao shook his head desperately and said, "No, it's all my fault that I didn't take good care of Nan Sheng."

Chen Qingyang smiled helplessly and was about to speak, suddenly the voice of respecting the ancestor sounded in his mind.

"Boy, can you put your hand on this girl's forehead?" Chongzun's ancestor said anxiously.

Chen Qingyang was puzzled by the strange request of respecting the ancestor, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Don't ask for it first, just do it according to my wishes." Chongsheng's ancestor said.

Chen Qingyang was speechless, but he could only meet the strange and impolite requirement of respecting the ancestor.

"Well, little demon, can I touch your forehead?" Chen Qingyang said awkwardly.

Qiao Xiaoyao's face was originally crying, but when he heard Chen Qingyang's words, he was stunned for a moment, and a hint of blush appeared on his cheeks.

"Ahem, Brother Yang, why don't I avoid it first?" Mu Ge reminded from the side.

Chen Qingyang didn't want to explain too much. Before Qiao Xiaoyao nodded, he reached out and touched her smooth forehead directly.
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