Maybe I shouldn't die.

He explained it in great detail, so it took him a little longer.

It took more than two quarters of an hour to finish the story.

After hearing everything, the black tortoise fell into deep thought. After a moment, he said:

"So the fragment of world consciousness separated the polluted part of itself and sealed it away?"

The demon cultivator who was still in charge of the narration answered:

"Yes, the sealing ball is in the hands of little friend Han."

The black tortoise nodded, a look of enlightenment flashed across his eyes, and then he said:

"Take me to see her. There are some things I need to explain to her."

The demon cultivator hesitated and looked back subconsciously.

Seeing that Wenming was regulating his breathing, he immediately withdrew his gaze and whispered to Black Turtle:

"Wait until Fellow Daoist Wen has finished regulating his breathing, and then I'll ask her first."

Perhaps it was because there were few medical practitioners among the demon cultivators, and they respected them very much. The most important thing was that Lord Black Turtle's condition was really too bad before, and he was still frightened now.

Black Turtle: ...He knew that these juniors had good intentions, but this would be unnecessary. He said:

"I know my own condition. Friend Han is right next door, so it should be no problem to go back and forth."

The demon cultivator still shook his head with a firm tone.

"No."

The adults can only remain true to themselves at this moment, who would believe what he said.

This youngster is too stubborn!

The black turtle was helpless and turned to look at the other demon cultivators.

The demon cultivators who caught his gaze turned their heads away.

This attitude is very obvious.

The black tortoise sighed and then closed his eyes.

Out of sight, out of mind. They are all a bunch of idiots.

Seeing that he closed his eyes, the other demon cultivators did not dare to speak, for fear that what they said would attract his attention or disturb his rest.

The courtyard became quiet again.

Civilization is actually aware of everything happening around us.

After all, in front of the foreign monster, even if she recovered her spiritual power, she still retained a trace of consciousness to be alert to her surroundings.

But she still did not choose to interrupt her meditation.

Anyway, half a month has passed, so it doesn’t matter if I wait a little longer.

The most important thing is to recover yourself quickly.

Treating the black turtle before had consumed too much of her energy.

This wait lasted more than half an hour.

She didn't open her eyes until most of her mental fatigue had disappeared.

As soon as she opened her eyes, demon cultivators surrounded her.

"Friend Wen, how is Lord Black Turtle's health? Is it possible for him to move now?"

Wenming thought about it and decided to confirm it again, so he said:

"Please let me check it again."

The demon cultivators naturally had no objections and all made way.

Civilization stepped forward.

It was also at this time that the black turtle opened its eyes.

"Thank you for healing my wounds, you have worked hard during this period."

There was a hint of weakness in the voice.

Wenming checked it with his hands and replied with a smile:

"This is a fair trade, so you don't have to be polite."

There are few demon cultivators who are proficient in alchemy, so they have a lot of good things in their hands, including some spiritual objects that she has been looking for for a long time.

Otherwise she wouldn't be so dedicated.

I am so soft-hearted after taking things from the monster!

Black Turtle also knew this, and he smiled and said:

"It's only right to give some compensation."

In response to this, Wenming just smiled and did not answer.

Being a medical practitioner is not an easy job, and she has encountered many medical disputes.

However, this treatment can be said to be extremely smooth.

The pay is good and the patients are obedient.

Thinking of this, her hands moved more gently.

Both parties cooperated and the inspection went smoothly.

After a moment, Wenming withdrew his hand and said:

"Fellow Daoist Xuangui has a strong physique. Don't use your spiritual energy for a while. You will be able to fully recover in about ten days or half a month."

The black tortoise nodded and said:

"I might go to the next courtyard now."

Wenming smiled and said:

"Of course you can. I can go with you."

Her previous plan to recover some of her spiritual power was also related to this. Although it seems that there is no problem now, who knows if there will be any more accidents.

It's always good to be prepared.

After all, we worked hard for half a month to cure the monster, and we can't let it go to waste.

The black turtle naturally would not refuse.

"In that case, thank you for your hard work, Brother Wen."

Go back and look through your collection to see if there is anything you can use as compensation.

It's rare to meet a responsible medical practitioner, so you should maintain a good relationship with him.

Wenming had no idea that a new reward was about to fall into his pocket, and he exchanged a few brief words with the Black Turtle.

Afterwards, he walked towards Han Qingshu's courtyard with the group of monsters. On the way, he did not forget to send a message to Lan Linghe and tell him what happened here.

She and Lan Linghe have a pretty good relationship, and Han Qingshu is his junior, so she should inform him.

Lan Linghe's answer was also very concise:

"Thank you for letting me know, I'll be there soon."

So when they knocked on the door of Han Qingshu's courtyard, the door of the next courtyard creaked open.

After Lan Linghe came out, he bowed to the demon cultivators present, then said with a smile:

"My fellow Taoists, are you planning to go look for my younger generation? Do you mind if I come along?"

Having said that, the demon cultivators shouldn't have refused. However, they were not sure whether he could know what Lord Black Turtle wanted to say.

So, all the monsters turned their eyes to the black turtle.

Black Turtle: ..., why are you looking at him? Didn't you hear that he said 'my junior'? He has already made it clear to this extent, how can he refuse?

What's more, it involves the demonized clone of the Heavenly Dao consciousness.

This matter was supposed to be notified to other cities, and this is just to let them know in advance.

Although he thought these juniors were not smart enough, since there were outsiders around, he would not show it directly, so he could only nod and say:

"I should have asked fellow Taoists to come along."

As soon as the voice fell, the gate in front of him opened with a creak, and Han Qingshu stood in the door. She bowed first, and then said:

"Master Lan, seniors, please come in."

Hearing this, the monks at the door did not delay any longer and walked in one after another.

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In the small courtyard, on the only stone table, the black turtle was looking at the sealed golden ball of light.

After a moment, he turned around and asked Han Qingshu:

"You know his identity, don't you?"

Han Qingshu was slightly stunned. Is there any hidden reason for the senior to ask this? But she still answered honestly:

"Isn't it the contaminated clone of the Heavenly Dao Consciousness?"

The black tortoise shook his head:

"There is no trace of the small world's heavenly consciousness on it."

Is there no trace of the existence of the small world's heavenly consciousness?

What does this mean? Senior, you mean it is not the contaminated Heavenly Dao Consciousness clone, then...

The following words also confirmed her guess.

Seeing that she was lost in thought, the black tortoise continued:

"When I first saw Junjun, I discovered that it had two consciousnesses. One was the clone of the Heavenly Dao consciousness, and the other should be the consciousness born from the mushroom itself."

There is no need to say more about the rest, Han Qingshu can guess it.

The one who gets along with her and calls her mother is Junjun, that is, the original consciousness of the little mushroom. And when repairing the hole in the boundary membrane, the one who takes the lead should be the clone of the Heavenly Dao consciousness.

No wonder it didn't stutter when it gave her that last instruction!

No wonder she never saw the golden line of destiny on Junjun again.

Before, she thought that the money had been used up to patch the loopholes.

Now it seems not to be the case.

Yes, there is no way that the luck of the clone of the Heavenly Dao Consciousness can be used up. Its original body is still in good condition!