Reward and punishment envoy

At this time, Du Yuan no longer cared about Wang Zonghao's disappearance.

He only hoped that as many people as possible who had been accidentally injured by him would survive.

Soon, several villagers with minor injuries got someone to use a cart to transport the seriously injured back to the village.

Du Yuan was also in the sky and flew back with the villagers.

Pei Yun may have received the news and a few village elders were waiting at the entrance of the village.

Seeing a few people who were so seriously injured, their faces paled instantly, and then they began to release unknown spells.

I saw a blue halo enveloped a seriously injured person. His trauma was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his dying body slowly became alive.

"Water attribute healing technique, when did little senior sister know this technique?"

Du Yuan knew that although Pei Yun had a water-attribute spiritual root, what he learned from Pei Lao were all wind-attribute and sound-attribute martial arts handed down from his family.

After she entered the Hanlan School, the suzerain has been busy with the affairs of the guild hall, and has no time to teach martial arts.

During this period of time, Uncle Yun devoted himself to studying and teaching Pei Yun and the Pei family's two skills, and when he was free, he had to ponder on Hanlan Jiudielang by himself.

She herself doesn't care about cultivation, and she can't study hard without supervision.

Unexpectedly, the current her has learned the hydrotherapy technique with her cultivation level suppressed to the point of practicing qi.

"Teacher Yun, please save my father!"

The little boy who passed by Du Yuan and was unwilling to go home squeezed out of the crowd, crying and running towards Pei Yun.

And his mother was kneeling in front of a villager with a broken neck, crying heartbroken.

"Village chief, you put everyone in the ancestral hall, and I will come as soon as I go."

Pei Yun gave the little boy a reassuring look, and ran towards the center of the village with a determined face.

Du Yuan was curious and hurried to follow.

I saw Pei Yun came to the tallest building in the village, in front of a statue of Weiyang, kneeling on the ground with both feet, holding the base of the statue with one hand, praying devoutly.

After a while, Pei Yun stood up and ran towards the ancestral hall.

In the ancestral hall, injured and dead villagers were placed on both sides, and several village elders seemed to be applying medicine to their bones.

Seeing Pei Yun coming in, he quickly pulled her to a wounded person.

"Da Niu is dying."

The old man pointed to a tauren whose back had been broken just now and whose figure had been corrected now.

"Okay, if you see someone dying, please let me know."

As Pei Yun said, she waved her hands, and then a blue halo enveloped the tauren on the ground.

After casting the spell, Pei Yun didn't rest for a moment, turned around and walked to the side of the mother and child.

"It's the first time I've used the Soul Resurrection Technique. Although the Goddess Weiyang said that it can bring the dead back to life, it also shows that the main soul has not been damaged and the seven souls are complete in order to succeed."

After Pei Yun reminded the mother and child, she knelt on the ground and prayed, muttering and plausible words.

As she knelt down, although Du Yuan couldn't see it with his naked eyes, he could clearly see in his spiritual consciousness that a nine-foot-tall beauty with horns appeared behind Pei Yun.

The beauty with horns is slim and has picturesque eyebrows. A white silk slanted shoulder wraps most of her body, and there is also a pink ribbon on which eight small drums are worn, surrounding her in a circle, four on the left and four on the left and right.

Under Pei Yun's prayer, the beauty with horns beat the first snare drum on the upper left with her right hand.

With a bang, the corpse on the ground was wrapped in golden light, and the snare drum played by the lady with the horns also lit up a golden symbol.

Then, the girl with the shofar horns continued to beat, the left drum with the right hand, and the right drum with the left hand, from left to right, up and down first, the drum beeps once, and a symbol is displayed.

When all the drums were on, the golden light on the horned beauty and the corpse disappeared in the blink of an eye, while the child's father weakly opened his eyes.

"father!"

The child excitedly wanted to go forward to hug his father, but was stopped by the old man in the village.

"Don't worry, the person who has just returned to his soul is still on the verge of death and must be treated immediately."

Hearing the old man's words, the surrounding villagers restrained their excitement, and all looked at Pei Yun who was adjusting her breath after casting the spell.

Pei Yun seemed to feel everyone's eager gazes, opened her haggard eyes, gave everyone a smile, and released a hydrotherapy technique.

At this time, the child's father was officially out of danger.

"Thank you for your hard work, can you still hold on?"

"If you wait until the sun rises tomorrow, these two will not be saved."

An old man brought Pei Yun a bowl of water, expressing that a person who had just died would not be able to be revived with the Soul Resurrection Technique after one night.

"I can do it, and I will cure everyone."

Pei Yun drank the water bowl in one gulp, and stubbornly stated that she had no problem.

But judging by Du Yuan's spiritual knowledge, she has consumed half of her true energy now, and there is very little spiritual energy here. If she wants to save the remaining dozen people, she will barely transform her true energy, which is tantamount to consuming her life.

"Silly girl, we are just the memory creations of the Goddess Weiyang. Your performance has long been recognized by us, but you have repeatedly wasted your contribution for us, and now you are still trying to force your body."

"If you are like this, not only will you not get anything, but you will also leave hidden diseases in your body."

Let Du Yuan know what the old man said, so these people know that they are NPCs!
"No, maybe the bodies of everyone in Yangcun are fake, but the relationship between me and everyone is real. I will never leave my relatives alone!"

After Pei Yun finished speaking, she walked towards another corpse and began to cast spells.

Seeing this, Du Yuan smiled slightly, and lightly slapped Pei Yun five times. After confirming that her luck had not decreased but increased, he doubled the luck to give her some more luck, and then left quietly.

Everyone has their own way, Du Yuan just adds bricks and tiles to the people he recognizes to make them go more smoothly.

It was night, and the whole village gathered in the ancestral hall, and Du Yuan came to the statue of Weiyang.

He wants to verify his guess.

In Du Yuan's spiritual knowledge, this statue is unremarkable. It seems to be an ornament made of ordinary rocks. It is placed on a square stone. The shape is a bit cartoonish. The handwork is rough, and it has not even been polished.

Du Yuan saw that spiritual contact was useless, so he thought, imitating Pei Yun, knelt on the ground, and touched the stone at the bottom of the statue with one hand.

Suddenly, the statue in front of Du Yuan turned into a beautiful woman with horns behind Pei Yun, and the stone he touched turned into a pitch-black screen.

On the top of the screen were written three large characters—Shen Shu Lu.

Below it is a column of labels, which read metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, light, darkness, sound, time, space, and blood.

This reminded Du Yuan of the basic attributes of spiritual roots.

Then press them one by one.

Strangely, there is nothing in the two columns of gold and wood, only a lot of spells under the label of water.

For example, water mirror (10 contribution), flow interruption (20 contribution), fog rise (10 contribution) and so on.

However, hydrotherapy (25 contributions) and resurgence (50 contributions) have been grayed out, indicating that these two magics have already been obtained and cannot be learned again.

Du Yuan took a brief look, and found that the magic technique is simple and direct, not as sophisticated and changeable as the current martial arts, but many effects are very practical, and even many abilities, not to mention mortal martial arts, may not even possess immortal skills.

For example, the art of water essence (50 contributions) can turn ordinary water into a new species with thoughts, and it can also turn ordinary water into a water essence stone that contains water energy.

This is equivalent to creating all things. Immortal art has this ability, why are immortals so obsessed with money.

Even more exaggerated is the last label.

This blood is not a blood attribute technique at all, but a genuine bloodline.

Soul-devouring horned sheep (holy), three-eyed antelope (holy), dream-eating beast (holy), Weiyang's real body (god), etc., have the lowest bloodline of the holy level.

Just wanting to exchange these bloodlines requires at least seventy contributions.

The real body of Weiyang worth [-] contributions not only needs to be inherited by descendants of holy blood, but also requires the approval of the whole village.

Seeing that he had to contribute everything, Du Yuan knew that he came here for nothing, because he didn't kill Wang Zonghao and didn't get any benefits, so he was very unwilling.

But this idol doesn't even have a luck frame, so Du Yuan has no chance to get mad.

"Forget it, Wang Zonghao probably left the statue space."

"I'm going to find a god statue to complete the task quickly and easily, and see which one is better than the magic spell or my temple."