After my death, I became the white moonlight of the whole cultivation world

Chapter 6 He's Dying
Is this going to be extinct?
Not bad either.

Although I only thought about figuring out the matter of the primordial spirit yesterday, yesterday has passed.

Today's Yun Weixian doesn't want to live anymore.

The sweetness of these cakes before death was just right, neither dry nor greasy, but I was satisfied after eating them.

After all, she was an ordinary mortal in her second life, unable to eat bigu, and ate three meals a day.

This will be somewhat gluttonous.

Yun Weixian took the tea that Ning Qingyuan poured out consciously, sniffed the fragrance of Lengxuemei, and nodded in satisfaction.

It is the new snow and plum of the first year.

After taking a sip of tea, Yun Weixian thought for a while before asking, "How does your fourth senior brother look like?"

"Ah?" Ning Qingyuan looked blank, "It seems to be very good-looking. He is the son of a prince in Lingcheng. He was born rich and well-clothed, and he is different from us."

Probably because he was a bit jealous of the rich, he muttered again: "I hang out with mortals every day, no matter how much I practice, I'm still a fool."

Good-looking young master.

Well, at least I ate three sweet cakes.

Yun Weixian put down the teacup, nodded and said, "I'll go and have a look."

The conversation between the four of them was over, and they were all thinking about their own things, and it was very quiet.

Yun Weixian's movement immediately attracted all four people to look over.

Seeing that she actually walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, she was even more surprised.

Yun Weixian was unmoved, but Ning Qingyuan, who was following her, couldn't bear the pressure, and asked quietly while blushing: "Seventh Junior Sister, you don't think you're going to have ideas about Fourth Senior Brother?"

"No, he's dying."

The young man on the couch is about in his early twenties, his bones are well grown, and his appearance is naturally not bad.

At this moment, his face was pale, his brows were unconsciously frowned, he was weak but not weak, it looked a little pitiful.

There was no external injury on his body, he should have been wounded by a high-level cultivator's blow, but it seemed that he was spared, preventing him from dying in the first place.

It seems that he is just a guide, and the target of the group outside is not him or his family, but Ruoshui Pavilion.

What is there to covet about such a small sect?
Yun Weixian didn't have any pills at hand for a while, so he first drew a Taoist talisman on his palm, and poured a dao of true energy into it, temporarily protecting his heart veins.

Ning Qingyuan was still thinking about why she said with such certainty that the fourth senior brother was going to die, and didn't know whether to believe it or not for a moment.

Yun Weixian turned his head and said, "Bring some life-saving medicine."

"……Oh."

However, this is naturally not something that Ning Qingyuan can decide, so he went back to find Yan Wenshu directly.

Yun Weixian took the opportunity to take out the small qi invigorating pill in his sleeve pocket, and ate another one.

She forgot about this body and regained some blood and vitality. The true energy entered and became weak again.

On the other side, Yan Wenshu and Ning Qingyuan went to get the elixir even though they didn't know if they could believe her words.

When the elder brother came, Yun Weixian naturally stepped aside.

Yan Wenshu thought over and over again, just to be on the safe side, he only took one Huiyuan Pill and gave it to the young man.

The elixir is good, it can indeed be used to hang life.

However, if this person has already hurt his heart, if there is no elixir that can bring him back to life, then it is best for someone with advanced cultivation to send his true essence to delay the injury, and then he can take a little rest with the warming elixir.

However, those who meet the conditions now cannot get out.

Forget it.

It's the difference between dying early and dying late.

If there is no one to help before the end of the day, they will all die here.

Yun Weixian leaned to one side, closed his eyes, and adjusted his breath in accordance with the effect of the small qi-tonifying pill.

After Yan Wenshu fed the medicine, he checked his pulse again, but he didn't find out why, but the Huiyuan Pill is only beneficial, so it doesn't matter.

Afterwards, he turned his head, thinking of asking Yun Weixian a few words, but happened to see her closing her eyes and adjusting her breath.

Seventh Junior Sister, who always secretly peeked at him and dared not meet him, except for the moment before entering the door, didn't seem to have glanced at him at other times.

(End of this chapter)