Yun Qishen

Chapter 989 Disaster Strikes (8)
(God's perspective)
"Your order will definitely be fulfilled, but if Jingnu Tiannv handed over this person to me, will it alarm the current God Emperor?"

A god in a light blue robe bowed to Tianyuan Jingnu.

At this time, Tianyuan Jingnu brought Yun Qishen to a cloud temple in the upper realm.

This is the place where the gods cultivate and adjust their breathing.

This deity in a light blue robe is called Du Duanchen, who is transformed from a thousand-year-old divine grass, and is also the owner of the Temple of Yingtianqing here.

Tianyuan Jingnu looked into Du Duanchen's clear eyes, "You don't need to bother here, you just need to follow my concubine's orders.

As for him, there will naturally be a fairy soldier to bring him back. Within ten days, you must make this mortal's healing technique reach the top level.

If you can't do it, I don't mind using your body to promote him to practice.

In this way, he will stay here, and the concubine of the God Emperor will naturally conceal it. It is best not to be too obvious here. "

"Yes."

After Du Duanchen saluted Tianyuan Jingnu, he also looked at Yun Qishen.

Yun Qishen sat paralyzed at Tianyuan Jingnu's feet, his body was muddy and his hair was messy, and the wounds on his face and hands hadn't healed yet.

Du Duanchen's first impression of Yun Qishen was not very good, but only Yun Qishen's pair of golden eyes made him very fond of it.

After Tianyuan Jingnu left Yun Qishen behind, she turned her head and was about to leave, but she had just turned her head and walked two steps before Yun Qishen grabbed her skirt.

"I can heal...will heal..."

Yun Qishen's expression was very flustered, he seemed to recognize Tianyuan Jingnu as someone else, someone who was not rescued.

Tianyuan Jingnu naturally knew Yun Qishen's state of mind at this time. Wasn't she also unbelievable when facing the decline of the God Emperor?Otherwise, how could she goug out the God Emperor's eyes...

"Be obedient, and you will be cured."

Tianyuan Jingnu gently grabbed Yun Qishen's hand away, she smiled deeply at Yun Qi and left.

Even though Yun Qishen looked at his hand in a daze again, "It can be cured, I can definitely cure it..."

Tears covered his golden eyes and flowed down the sockets again.

"I can...cure..."

Du Juanchen raised his eyebrows slightly, and he knelt down beside Yun Qishen to observe.

Although Yun Qishen's face is covered with scars, it is not difficult to see that he looks very delicate. Besides, his hands stained with black blood are also slender and fair hands.

"Is this person really the demon king of the lower realm?"

With doubts, Du Wangchen grabbed Yun Qishen's chin and turned to himself.

Yun Qishen's eyes were dull, he didn't notice the existence of Du Duanchen at all.

Even though those eyes are dull and covered with tears, they are very beautiful.

Looking at those golden eyes, Du Duanchen couldn't help but think of a friend from the past.

"That guy wanted to be free in the lower realm so much, and now he probably disappeared with it. It's really pitiful."

After finishing speaking, Du Juanchen let go of Yun Qishen's chin, he stood up and looked at the distant sky.

"There's not much time, it's better to treat you as soon as possible. And this dirty clothes also need to be changed.

Alas... Could it be that the cleaning here is also done here?
Ugh……"

Du Duanchen sighed in distress, and finally helped Yun Qishen up himself and walked into the Yingtianqing Temple.

As soon as you enter the promenade of Yingtianqing Temple, there are clouds and mist around you. After passing the promenade, you will see a beautiful garden.

Each plant of the divine grass planted here has the power of more than a hundred years, and the gods will greatly increase their power if they take it.

Naturally, there are also some little gods transformed from fairy grasses like Du Duanchen playing among these divine grasses.

"Lord Duchen! Master Duchen! Is the goddess Jingnu coming to take us to refine medicine again?

No!In a few days the grass will bloom.Then we have a new companion!
Don't use hasty things to refine medicine! "

Only then did Du Juanchen, a little god the size of a forearm, ran over and hugged Du Juanchen and begged.

Soon five or six of the same little gods also appeared in the clouds.

"Don't worry, this time it's not refining medicine for the gods. It's about improving his healing ability."

Du Duanchen gently pushed Yun Qishen forward, and the group of little gods noticed Yun Qishen.

"A mortal? Why are you in the upper realm? Improve the ability to heal? Is this possible, Mr. Dust? How can a mortal possess magical powers? Besides, a mortal is known by the god emperor in the upper realm..."

A little god raised doubts, and then another little god with a red rope around his neck jumped over and beat him.

"Shh, you forgot! The previous god emperor has already..."

"Shh, stop talking, everyone."

Du Huachen signaled all the little gods to be quiet, then he turned his head and glanced at Yun Qishen again.

Yun Qishen still looked down at his hands and completely sealed himself off.

"Please help him clean it up. I'll prepare other things."

After Du Duanchen handed Yun Qishen to the little god, he went to prepare the elixir to increase mana.

These little gods also dragged Yun Qishen to wash.

"Here, why are you so dull as a mortal?"

"Not here, you are even more stupid than Mu Jing!"

"No, no, come here! Hurry up!"

"No, no, you can't step on it!"

"You can't step on it!"

"Ah! Something big happened!"

The little gods originally wanted to take Yun Qishen to the side, but Yun Qishen was too rigid to move at all.

When they were anxiously pulling Yun Qishen to turn the corner, Yun Qishen stepped on a nearby divine grass.

That divine grass was born not long ago, and it hasn't seen the sun for a long time in the upper realm.

Although the little gods have great powers, they cannot save their own kind.

Such a small god grass can only be used as a medicinal material for the gods to refine medicine in the end.

"Something happened!"

"It's all the fault of this mortal, but he just stepped on it."

"It's all your fault! There is no way to save it!"

"It's all your fault! Dumb mortal! It's impossible to save him!"

The little gods vented their grief over the death of their companions on Yun Qishen. Although their little fists were not powerful, they were also an expression of their sadness.

"Save...cure..."

Yun Qishen let the group of little gods beat him blankly, then he numbly lowered his head and looked at the divine grass under his feet.

"It can't be saved! It's all your fault!"

The little god with the red string even bit Yun Qishen's arm.

Yun Qishen squatted down suddenly, and he helped the god grass up with his hands.

"Healed well... Healed well! I was cured well!"

Blue-green light emerges from Yun Qishen's hands, the light is very warm and clear.

The little gods also have a feeling that they want to get closer.

"Is this really a healing technique that a mortal can use?" A little god watched the trampled grass jelly regain its vitality in the warm blue-green light.

"Look, I can heal..."

Yun Qishen looked at the divine grass and smiled slightly, tears flowed from his eyes again.

Looking at Yun's smiling face at this moment, the little god wrapped with a red rope suddenly felt as if he was attracted by something.

"It's so pitiful..."

The little god wrapped with a red rope also showed a sad expression.

(End of this chapter)