The cause of cultivating immortals is on my shoulders, and my junior sister is the leader.

Chapter 11 Poisoning
After saying that, Song Qinghe held the Yuru flower in his hand, and with the other hand he had already taken out the Marrow Shaping Pill and the Moro Cauldron, a divine magical weapon that could refine all things, from the soul space.

Together they threw the things into the palm-sized cauldron.

"Junior sister Qinghe, this is a forbidden area, you shouldn't come!"

A trace of panic flashed in Zi Yusheng's eyes, and he hurriedly lowered his long sleeves to cover the blue blood that had not yet dried.

He came to feed Yuruhua every month on the order of his master. Originally, the four of them fed it together. Who knew that those three could run faster than a rabbit!
Now he is the only one left to feed this Yuru flower.

"Senior Brother Ziyu, after I recover, I will provide spiritual stones to help the Qingfeng Sect pay off its debts, and provide cultivation medicinal materials to help the senior brothers ascend. Sorry, I have to use this Yuru flower."

Song Qinghe launched the wealth temptation of the goddess scattering spiritual stones.

Everyone in this huge world of cultivating immortals knows that cultivating is expensive and laborious!

Whether your cultivation level is high or not depends entirely on whether you are treated well or not!
Zi Yusheng's eyes moved slightly for a moment, and he hurriedly stopped the woman as she took out the pills she had prepared in the cauldron.

"Junior sister Qinghe! You can't eat it!"

However, before he finished speaking, Song Qinghe swallowed it in one gulp.

She thought that Zi Yusheng stopped her because she had the responsibility of protecting her, but she didn't expect...

The next second, the pain that was thousands of times more painful than imagined swept through the whole body!

Especially the spiritual sea in the body, the four meridians and the eight meridians, the spine aches from the inside out as if it is being ripped apart and dismembered by cramps.

"Um……"

The black hair that was already wet with sweat fell to the ground as Song Qinghe's body lost strength.

She bit her lip tightly, cold sweat dripping down her fair cheeks, and the green skirt of her clothes was wet with sweat, like a person fished out of the water.

Instantly, the pale lips were bitten with blood drops, and he groaned a few times due to the unbearable pain.

"Song Qinghe!"

Zi Yusheng's eyes were full of anxiety, but he didn't dare to take a step closer and just stood there worrying.

The woman curled up on the ground was sweating profusely, looking in the direction of Zi Yusheng with blurred vision.

The pain that penetrates deep into the bone marrow is simply killing me.

Unexpectedly, this man actually stood by and watched, not in a hurry, not in the slightest mess.

Later she found out why this man didn't come over...

The veins all over the body seemed to have been reshaped, and the muscles and bones were repaired and unblocked.

Finally, the residual turbidity cleared from the body accumulates on the spiritual sea.

"Uh!"

Song Qinghe spit out a mouthful of blood, and the turbid air in his body burst out from his whole body to form a powerful air wave.

The stone wall was full of scratches from the lingering power, and unstable ice crystals were knocked to the ground.

Zi Yusheng stood on the same spot, the only blind spot that was not hit.

Good guy!This kid turned out to have known it for a long time!
At this time, Song Qinghe felt that although the pain had not subsided, his whole body felt much lighter. He sat up and was about to use his spiritual power.

"puff!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood again!

The pain in his body became more and more intense, and his brain began to become dizzy. His vision gradually blurred and he finally closed his eyes. The sounds in his ears became smaller and smaller, and he finally lost consciousness completely.

Zi Yusheng rushed forward and caught Song Qinghe who was about to fall.

"Qinghe! Junior sister Qinghe!"

The panic-stricken man picked up the unconscious man and returned to Qingfeng Garden.

He immediately stretched out his hand and turned it over, a blue dove appeared in his palm.

"The sky is bright and the earth is bright, the Xiling Moon is about to appear!" After a nonsense spell was uttered, a male voice like a clear spring actually appeared on the opposite side.

"What's the matter, big brother?"

Then an illusory figure appeared in mid-air, a young man in red with a high ponytail.

"Ah Yue, is Feng Zhe beside you?"

As soon as he asked the question, a cold-looking man in black robe appeared next to the handsome young man.

"I'm here."

A deep, husky voice is not very friendly.

"Zhe, look at what happened to my junior sister! She ate Yuruhua to repair her spiritual bones today, and for some reason she fainted after vomiting a mouthful of black blood!"

As soon as the words fell, Si Fengzhe and Xi Lingyue opened their eyes in shock.

"What? Did she eat Yuruhua?"

"Yes, I refined it with the Marrow Shaping Pill and took it!"

Si Fengzhe frowned when he heard this, and looked at each other with Xi Lingyue, with a hint of guilt in his eyes.

Finally, he sighed and told the truth.

"Actually, before I left the door, I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to handle it alone, so I poisoned the Yuru flower with the poison of Yiyi Yang. This poison is very rare and cannot be cured by ordinary people. Originally, if I took it with Ice Spring and Shura Grass before consumption, I would be fine. But she has already eaten it, let me think about it."

When Zi Yusheng heard "One Step Yang", he frowned.

There was also a hint of worry and anger in his tone.

"No, Xiaozhe, you didn't tell me in advance! So among the four of us, I'm the only one who doesn't know, right?"

The young man in red held a piece of weed in his mouth and raised his eyebrows.

"Senior Brother, you are not the only one, Senior Brother Qingyin also doesn't know~"

After saying that, he smiled mischievously.

"What does this little junior sister look like? Isn't she as beautiful as a fairy? Why do our senior brothers worry so much about her?"

Xi Lingyue took out the thin piece of weed from her lips and looked at the man in front of her teasingly.

"How presumptuous! Don't slander Junior Sister Qinghe! She is now the food and clothing organizer (God of Wealth) of Qingfeng Sect!"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the two people in the phantom also lit up.

Zi Yusheng's thick skin, which he had cultivated over the years, no longer blushed at this time. He said it quite tactfully, which gave him face.

"Oh, I thought about it. You give her the Bibinglian from the ice spring first, and then her life can be extended for seven days. Within seven days, she needs to go to the rootless land to get Shura grass, and take it together with the ice spring and Bihaicao. Only then can this poison be detoxified.”

"It's just that it takes four days from Qingfengmen to Rootless Land. It only takes us three days to get there from the East China Sea. If we wait for us to come back, it will definitely be too late. So after you renew her life, take the ice spring water with you and try to get one. Blue Blood Grass, how about meeting us at Sihai Town outside Rootless Land?"

Si Fengzhe frowned and explained solemnly. The serious look on his face made several people dare not play anymore.

"Okay, Xiaozhe, please pay attention to your safety. Just keep an eye on Ah Yue. I'm going to pick the green ice lotus first."

"Ah."

He retracted his palm again, and the phantom in mid-air disappeared.

Zi Yusheng glanced at the fragile woman on the bed. The blue veins on her cold white jade neck had not yet subsided.

The whole body was wet with cold sweat, and looking at the brokenness made people feel a little protective.

This is the God of Wealth of Qingfeng Sect!
Recalling what she said before, her desire to spare no effort to save her became even stronger!

Turn grief and anger into motivation and work hard for ascension!
Zi Yusheng disappeared where he was, and when he came back he was dripping wet. His blue wound had healed, and he was holding a blue-green lotus in his hand.

"Junior sister Qinghe, you must hold on..."

(End of this chapter)