Chapter 10 Treating ADHD

"What?" Yun Weixian was stunned when he heard that, "What patriarch?"

There was a smile in Qi Yuemian's peach blossom eyes, and there was a sense of affection for no reason: "I didn't expect that everyone hated you and hated you and feared you when you were alive, but after you died, they began to respect you as the patriarch, and they all followed suit. You said Ridiculous or not?"

Indeed, those who knew her back then secretly called her a fierce god.

She thought her death should be celebrated by the whole world in the comprehension world, and she tacitly passed on her as a vicious and vicious person who deserved to die, and reminded future generations not to learn from her.

However, people have a rebellious psychology, which is indeed impossible to estimate.

Yun Weixian shook his head, then stood up: "Let me go."

Qi Yuemian originally wanted to say a few more words, but found that her body moved on its own, giving her a way out.

Then, watching her walk into the hall, she knelt down and patted the face of one of the boys.

"Wake up."

Just as he was about to hit his lost voice, how could a foundation builder wake up so quickly, when he saw the boy humming twice, then he sat up and rubbed his eyes as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"?"

He looked carefully this time, she should have done nothing.

Yun Weixian just made a big move, and really didn't have the energy to do anything, seeing that Ning Qingyuan was awake, he went to sit down on the seat, propping his head tiredly.

"Help your brothers and sisters up and sit down, it's weirdly cold on the ground."

"Ah? What's the matter..."

While Ning Qingyuan looked confused and couldn't figure out the situation, he subconsciously followed her instructions.

After helping all four of them to sit on the chairs, he remembered what happened before he fell asleep, his expression became tense, and then he found Qi Yuemian who was sitting there motionless.

Qi Yuemian just stared at Yun Weixian wholeheartedly, with a faint smile on her face.

"The talisman array that I laid down when I played the tune?"

"Ah."

Yun Weixian raised his eyes feebly, then remembered, and poured another small qi invigorating pill.

The talisman array is designed to treat ADHD, and people trapped inside usually cannot act according to their own minds, but will accept instructions.

Yun Weixian gave it a name, called the Zhoutian Formation, and it was used to restrain certain people from meditating and revolving around the sky.

Qi Yuemian is a god-former, and if he doesn't pay attention to the trick, it will probably trap him for two or three quarters.

Enough for her to understand the situation.

After adjusting the breath for a while, Yun Weixian drew a Taoist talisman in emptiness, and then slapped it away with a palm, the talisman wrapped in spiritual power and submerged into the unconscious four people: "Wake up!"

Ning Qingyuan's cultivation base was too low, and he didn't even have time to see the talisman, but he saw that the four senior brothers and sisters were really slowly waking up.

"If you fall into his lost voice, your whole body will go limp in a short time, and you won't be able to use your strength. Don't panic too much."

Unsurprisingly, Yun Weixian met four pairs of complex eyes that were both dazed and shocked, as well as surprised and somewhat puzzled.

She didn't bother to explain, and immediately asked: "How long has it been since we established the Ruoshui Pavilion?"

"..." Qiu Ci, Qiu Ge, Hou Jun and the others were still out of state, with a confused expression of "what's the problem?".

Yan Wenshu vaguely realized something, looked at Yun Weixian, then at Qi Yuemian, who was not moving, and roughly guessed that it was probably a stalemate, and there was no danger for the time being.

He opened his mouth and said, "160 years."

Not long, then at most three generations.

Yun Weixian then asked: "Who is the master's last name?"

Yan Wenshu was about to speak, but Qi Yuemian took the lead: "So you don't know."

He looked at Yun Weixian with burning eyes, with a trace of unconscious surprise in his eyes.

She just came back.

Only he found out!

Yun Weixian didn't know what he was so happy about, so he looked away at Yan Wenshu, motioning for him to continue.

Inexplicably suppressed by the gaze of the seventh junior sister, Yan Wenshu couldn't help but swallowed, and cleared his throat: "Master Zu, the first generation head of Ruoshui Pavilion, surnamed Yun and named Que. He passed away about ten years ago."

(End of this chapter)

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