At this time, in the alchemy room, Taoist Master Qingyuan sat upright on the Arhat bed, lowered his head, his snow-white Taoist robe was covered with dry blood, and his beard was stained with blood, and he was strangled.

His five disciples surrounded the Arhat bed, maintaining the same posture as him, and all lowered their heads.

Among them are Yang Tianyu and Yang Suling's father Yang Weijun.

According to the tradition of Wuji Shangqing Sect, the Dharma name is the name, and the name is the Dharma name. Yang Weijun is the second disciple of his father Taoist Qingyuan. If he can inherit the position of the leader in the future, then he will be Taoist Jun.

The four senior brothers sitting next to him are the eldest brother Zhao Weichen, the third junior brother Sima Weiyi, the fifth junior sister Liang Weiyun and the sixth junior brother Weiweizhen. There were nine disciples under the seat of Master Qingyuan. After the bloody battle last night, the fourth, the seventh and the eighth brother died one after another, and the bodies were parked in the East Courtyard. Now the remaining are these five people.

When the senior brother Zhao Weichen opened his eyes when he heard someone enter the door.

He raised his head with difficulty, forced himself to look at Wu Youyou and others.

"You are... Junior Brother Wu Zheng's son, Youyou?" he asked weakly.

Wu Youyou walked over and bent down, "It's me, my uncle."

Zhao Weichen was relieved.

"Okay, you're here... Wuji Shangqing Sect will be saved..." He turned his head and looked at his master Taoist Master Qingyuan, "Youyou... hurry up... save your master..."

"Okay", Wu Youyou said.

Zhao Weichen still wanted to speak, but he no longer had the strength.

He closed his eyes and slowly lowered his head.

Wu Youyou got up and walked around him, came to Taoist Master Qingyuan, looked at his situation carefully, pondered for a moment, turned around and asked Wu Xiaoyu, "Do you have any solutions?"

Wu Xiaoyu looked at these old guys and curled his lips, "They are either masters or uncles. Do you think it's convenient for me to heal their injuries?"

This is also what Wu Youyou is worried about.

Yang Suling is a little girl. Wu Xiaoyu has nothing to see about her body. These old guys are all men. It would be inappropriate if they heal Yang Suling like they did.

He sighed softly, turned to look at Taoist Qingyuan, and fell into deep thought.

At this time, Tang Ning spoke.

"Let them take action and untie the curse."

Wu Youyou's heart moved and turned to look at her, "They?"

Wu Xiaoyu frowned, "The four old guys outside the Arctic Hall?"

Tang Ning nodded, "Yes."

Wu Xiaoyu looked at his brother and asked, "Are they willing?"

"They have to be willing to do it," said Tang Ning, "They kidnapped 100,000 lamas in Tibet. We cannot kill them, we always let them go. But we must pay attention to the method, and it is definitely not possible to let them go directly..."

She looked at Wu Youyou and said, "Give them a chance to untie the curse and let them go."

Wu Xiaoyu nodded and turned to Wu Youyou, "I think it's OK!"

Wu Youyou thought for a while and nodded, "Okay!"

"It's not too late," said Tang Ning, "Let's go find them now!"

Wu Youyou nodded, "Go!"

He bypassed Zhao Weichen and led Tang Ning and Wu Xiaoyu out of the Danfang.

When they came outside, Yang Tianyu, Yang Suling and his disciples quickly surrounded him and asked nervously, "How is it?"

Wu Youyou looked at everyone and said, "Each of you has a sword energy curse body. The master and all the uncles and uncles are particularly serious. It is no longer realistic to heal them directly."

"What should I do?" Yang Tianyu asked in surprise.

"Senior Brother Youyou..." Yang Suling knelt down and begged tremblingly, "Save grandpa, save them..."

Seeing this, Yang Tianyu and the disciples knelt down together, "Junior brother!..."

Wu Youyou helped the brother and sister up, "Start now, don't be alert, all of you go into the house and sit down, calm down, but don't use your internal energy, we have a way to save you."

"Where are grandpa and the others?" the brother and sister asked in unison.

"Including them too." Wu Youyou looked at everyone, "All up, do what I said."

The disciples looked at each other and stood up quickly, clasped their fists and said, "Yes!"

Wu Youyou nodded and led Tang Ning and Wu Xiaoyu through the crowd. His figure flashed and disappeared.

Yang Tianyu hesitated and asked Yang Suling in a low voice, "Have your injuries really healed?"

"It's really good," Yang Suling said seriously.

Yang Tianyu was still worried and sighed, "But what he said just now... I feel unsure... Do you think he can really save us?"

As soon as he said this, the disciples muttered.

"Yes, can he really save us?"

"When the junior sister goes, he will save her directly. When we arrive, she will say that it is unrealistic to heal her directly. What does it mean?"

"They won't run away, are they?"

...

When Yang Suling saw them saying this, she was furious, "How can you say that! Senior Brother Youyou, Sister Tang and Sister Xiaoyu are trying to save us. It's too much for you to talk about people behind the scenes!"

Everyone looked at each other and stopped talking.
Chapter completed!