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Hearing this news, Wu Xiao felt dizzy. He had heard of Han Jing's name. It was a place where the sect used to punish disciples who committed serious mistakes. The environment was extremely harsh and ordinary people could not bear it. How could the eldest brother be locked up in such a place? Obviously, the eldest brother had been protecting them, so how could he frame his fellow disciples?

He didn't have time to think about it. As a junior brother, he had to tell Rong Yu the news as soon as possible. Wu Xiao quickly put on his clothes and rushed to Rong Yu's residence.

Arriving at Rong Yu's residence, Wu Xiao straightened his robes and bowed, "Rong Yu Immortal Venerable, I am a disciple of the Fourth Elder. This time, the eldest brother did not frame us, but set up a magic circle to heal us. But for some reason, we all fell asleep, resulting in no one to testify for him. So please..."

Before Wu Xiao finished speaking, Rong Yu rushed out. Chu Ziyu was lying on the ice bed of Han Jing. His face looked pale because of the severe cold, like a flower covered by frost and snow, losing its former vitality and vigor. His lips turned a light purple due to the cold, a thin layer of frost covered his eyelashes and eyebrows, and a few strands of messy hair were also entangled by frost, like a statue forgotten in the world of ice and snow.

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Rong Yu's heart was broken, he rushed into the cold mirror, almost rushed to Chu Ziyu's side. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, gently wiped the frost on Chu Ziyu's face, and then quickly checked his breathing and pulse. Chu Ziyu's breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible, and his pulse was so slow that it was frightening.

Rong Yu anxiously infiltrated his spiritual power into Chu Ziyu's body, trying to provide him with a little warmth and vitality. His brows were furrowed, and his heart was filled with self-blame and uneasiness. He never thought that Chu Ziyu's injury would be so serious.

"Zi Yu, you have to hold on." Rong Yu whispered in a low voice, with a tremor in his voice. He knew that he had to take action as soon as possible, otherwise Chu Zi Yu's life would slowly disappear in this cold.

Rong Yu's contradictions and doubts have been replaced by worries and regrets about his disciples. Regardless of whether Chu Ziyu is really at fault, at this moment, his heart is full of saving him. He doesn't even dare to think about what he will do if Chu Ziyu dies. What kind of feelings have quietly deteriorated.

He quickly performed several healing spells and used his spiritual power to provide warmth for Chu Ziyu, temporarily stabilizing his condition. He took out a fox fur coat from his storage ring, wrapped him up, and then prepared to carry Chu Ziyu to Yichun Hall.

Rong Yu's figure passed through the cold air, he held Chu Ziyu tightly in his arms, and his spiritual power continued to flow from his palm into Chu Ziyu's body, trying to provide him with a little warmth of life. His movements were very fast, and he made a decision almost the moment he detected Chu Ziyu's condition.

On the way to Yichuntang, Rong Yu looked solemn and anxious. He knew that Chu Ziyu's condition was very critical and every minute and every second could be a matter of life and death. The icy air in the cold mirror was extremely evil. Ordinary healing spells and medicines often had limited effects on such internal injuries. Special means and precious medicinal materials were required to remove them.

Flying through the sect's residential area and training ground, Rong Yu's speed was so fast that only a shadow was left. Seeing this, the other disciples looked at each other with doubts in their hearts, but seeing Rong Yu's nervous expression, they did not dare to disturb him.

Finally, they arrived at Yichun Hall. Rong Yu gently placed Chu Ziyu on a clean bed and immediately called Liu Rufeng, the fifth elder of Yichun Hall. Liu Rufeng's medical skills were unfathomable, and he had unique insights and treatment methods for various rare and difficult diseases.

As soon as he saw Rong Yu coming hurriedly with Chu Ziyu in his arms, Liu Rufeng knew that the matter was serious. He immediately put down the herbs in his hand and came to Chu Ziyu's bed with full concentration.

Liu Rufeng's face was heavy as iron, and his eyes were filled with deep worry. He had not expected Chu Zi's condition to be so serious. Chu Ziyu was lying on the bed, his face was as pale as snow, even three points whiter than the fox fur on his body, his lips were dark purple, and his breathing was almost inaudible, like a weak wind that could dissipate at any time.

Liu Rufeng carefully checked Chu Ziyu's physical condition. His brows were furrowed, and he had obviously encountered a difficult problem. He gently pressed on Chu Ziyu's pulse, feeling the weak beating, while using his spiritual power to detect the cold invasion in Chu Ziyu's body. After a while, his face became more solemn.

"He was fighting with the demon snake and his spiritual power was exhausted. When his spiritual power was exhausted, he was hit on the chest, and the protective spiritual energy was broken. The snake venom has spread in his body. In addition, he has entered a cold state and cannot use spiritual energy to protect his body. The cold has penetrated into his bones and reached his spiritual roots. If it is not dispelled in time, even if he can save his life, his future cultivation will be greatly affected." Liu Rufeng turned to Rong Yu and said with a hint of helplessness in his voice, "This cold is extremely evil and serious. It must be completely expelled with fire-attributed spiritual medicine and the unique healing spell of our Yichun Hall. However, the spiritual roots that have been eroded by the cold will be extremely painful on the fifteenth day of each month when the full moon comes. Someone needs to supply him with spiritual energy to suppress the rebellious spiritual energy in his body. And this snake venom requires someone with the same spiritual roots to use profound internal strength to dispel the toxins in his body."

The realm of the immortal cultivators is divided into Qi training stage, foundation building stage, golden elixir stage, Nascent Soul stage, spirit transformation stage, void refining stage, fusion stage, Mahayana stage, and tribulation crossing stage.

Chu Ziyu was only a hundred years old, but he had already reached the early stage of the Spirit Transformation. The Fifth Elder couldn't bear to see the man in front of him become so weak.

After hearing this, Rong Yu's heart tightened. He didn't expect that the palm he hit would be the last straw that broke the camel's back for Chu Ziyu, who was at the end of his strength. But he quickly calmed down, "Elder Liu, please do your best, I will definitely cooperate with you."

Liu Rufeng nodded and signaled the disciple beside him to bring his medicine box. He took out some precious herbs and talismans and began the treatment. His fingers touched Chu Ziyu's body, and wherever he touched a spot, a wisp of warm spiritual power was injected, slowly dispelling the cold.

Rong Yu stood aside, watching Liu Rufeng's every move intently.

As Liu Rufeng treated him, Chu Ziyu's face gradually regained color and his breathing began to stabilize. Rong Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief.