A guide to getting rich

Chapter 1862
Jun Luoheng raised his eyes slowly, and glanced at Chu Yan and Lin Yang who were stupefied, and then waved a hand free.

In the blink of an eye, they had already left Purgatory and returned to Purple Moon Palace.

Jun Luoheng told Zhou Tiantian: "Don't let them get close." After speaking, he put Bai Zhi on the bed.

Chu Yan wanted to go forward to check on Bai Zhi's injury, but was blocked by an invisible barrier.

Lin Yang shouted to Jun Luoheng: "I'm a doctor, let me see her."

Jun Luoheng didn't turn his head back and said, "No need."

Zhou Tiantian teased Chu Yan and Lin Yang, and said in a low voice: "The master is here, don't worry, sister will be fine. The master is very powerful."

Ling'er smiled and said, "Of course he's amazing, he's the future Mingjun! If he doesn't have two brushes, can he be the Mingjun?"

A ray of white light shot out from Jun Luoheng's palm and landed on Bai Zhi's body, like a snake, swimming on every piece of skin on Bai Zhi's body until the shocking wounds were healed as before.

After healing the wound, he injected strands of incomparably precious natal soul into her body to repair her newly damaged soul.

"That's the master's natal soul—" Zhou Tiantian exclaimed in surprise.

He never thought that the master would consume the incomparably precious natal soul essence for his sister.

Techniques and vitality can be learned and cultivated, but this natal soul element is innate and represents a person's innate talent.

One point spent is one point less, and the master will lose his cultivation base if he does so.

He is the future ruler of the underworld, how can he let his cultivation be compromised at will?
"What is the natal soul?" Chu Yan asked.

Zhou Tiantian stared anxiously at his master and sister, but didn't hear Chu Yan's question.

Ling'er, who was standing beside him, hurriedly responded: "The soul essence of life is the innate power of a god, just like the life essence of human beings, it is destined to be so much, and one year of life is reduced by one year of life. That's the reason .”

Chu Yan and Lin Yang looked at each other in shock, they didn't expect that Jun Luoheng would do this for Bai Zhi.

After casting the spell, all the wounds on Bai Zhi's body had healed, and her pale as paper complexion also recovered, with a little blood color, as if she had fallen asleep, and there was no more pain.

However, Jun Luoheng's face turned two points paler. His face, which was already paler than that of ordinary men, seemed to have been covered with a thick layer of powder, and even the blood on his lips disappeared.

With a wave of his hand, the barrier was lifted, and the transparent wall blocking Lin Yang and Chu Yan disappeared without a trace.

They rushed to the bed to check on Bai Zhi's injuries, and only after seeing the wounds healed with their own eyes did they let go of their hanging hearts.

"Thank you!" Chu Yan turned around and said to Jun Luoheng who had already sat in the chair.

Jun Luoheng frowned and didn't speak, as if he didn't hear Chu Yan's voice, his thoughts drifted to a certain day hundreds of years ago.

Mother changed her usual indifference towards him, got up early and made breakfast for him, buttoned his shirt with her own hands, and combed his messy black hair.

My mother never did these things on weekdays, and she never even looked at him more.

But that day, my mother did a lot, so much that he couldn't remember it.

It wasn't until he grew up, went to the human world, and watched the relationship between parents and children in human families, that he realized that what his mother did was just ordinary things that ordinary people do every day.

His mother did it for him only once, and only on that day was she his mother, and she regarded him as her own son.

After that day, she left him forever.After becoming his mother for a day, she stole her father's soul-destroying whip. In her father's study, her soul flew away, and she decided to never see them again.

(End of this chapter)