Ball Ball Cultivation

Everyone watched as Qiuqiu mechanically dodged left and right, facing the small space within. Qiuqiu's swordsmanship wasn't practiced in vain. If he were alive, he would have died several times over, but this colonel's skull was collapsed, yet he was still alive and kicking.

One minute was up, and Wen Yuan was still maintaining the power of confinement.

Qiuqiu still had some good eyesight, and she could tell that Wen Yuan had simply consumed his own inner strength, and was now practically exhausted. Her hands felt a thousand pounds heavy. The colonel had sustained irreversible damage to his heart and head, and his movements were only slightly slowed. Could this thing be immortal?

Ghost King: "Brow, shoulders and heart, you try."

After all, Qiuqiu had been fighting in the world of cultivation for hundreds of years. He reacted immediately and attacked the colonel's shoulders, and finally the wooden stick pierced through his eyebrows.

As the colonel landed, the confinement space maintained by Wen Yuan disappeared. Qiuqiu saw Wen Yuan faint, and before she fell unconscious, she heard Master Yuantong's voice: "Donor Wen Yuan, your breathing has stopped, and your life is gone."

Three days later, Qiuqiu woke up wrapped like a mummy.

Taoist nun: "Are you awake? I'll call a doctor right away."

Qiuqiu: "Where's Wen Yuan?"

The nun lowered her head and did not answer.

Qiuqiu remembered what he heard before he passed out and asked, "You guys won't cremate Wen Yuan, will you?"

The Taoist nun quickly denied: "No, no, he is down there?"

"Where is it? Let him come over?"

"Basement..." Several doctors came over.

Behind him was Director Li in a wheelchair.

After a thorough examination, he left the words "Rest assured and recuperate." Only Director Li, the Taoist nun, and the young man who was pushing Director Li were left in the ward.

Qiuqiu was worried about Wen Yuan's condition. "Director Li, how is Wen Yuan? When can I see him?"

Director Li: "I'm sorry, please accept my condolences. Wen Yuan at that time..." A choking sound came from this fifty-year-old boss.

Qiuqiu's mind was a little confused. After a moment of daze, he said, "I want to go see him. I'm going now."

Director Li saw that Qiuqiu was not in good condition and was about to drag his sick body out of bed. He quickly stopped him: "Xiao Wen, don't worry, you have multiple fractures and injured your lungs. Your internal injuries are serious. You absolutely cannot get out of bed now."

The Taoist nun comforted him: "Don't get too excited!"

Just as Qiuqiu spat out a mouthful of blood, he heard another round of calls for "Doctor."

After getting the doctor's advice, Director Li was unable to persuade Qiuqiu, so he had to ask the people behind him to arrange for Qiuqiu to see Wen Yuan.

Leave the ward, push the elevator, and go into the underground ice room until you open a cold room with a morgue hanging on it.

Lifting the white cloth, Qiuqiu saw Wen Yuan, who seemed to be asleep. His excitement was stimulated by the cold white mist and he sobered up a little. He remembered that Wen Yuan's body was not breathing. His body looked just like an ordinary person's, but it was nourished by magic power.

Now Wen Yuan’s magic power is exhausted. If we want him to recover, as long as his magic power is restored, there is still a chance of survival.

The five-colored blessed land has excellent luck and merit, which can earn merit and luck, allowing Wen Yuan to recover. Qiuqiu quickly thought of a countermeasure.

Qiuqiu: "Director Li, I believe you have investigated Wen Yuan. He is my biological father. He was buried while holding his breath and was discovered by his master, who then accepted him into the Taoist sect. I don't know whether he is truly dead or just pretending to be dead. He didn't tell me how to contact his master, but I know that their cultivation method is different from ordinary Taoist cultivation."

He began to search for his beads. The guard nearby saw Qiuqiu searching for the beads on his wrist, glanced at Director Li, and handed it to Qiuqiu. Qiuqiu saw that one of the beads had completely turned from its original lustrous luster into a stone bead.

Qiuqiu placed the string of beads on Wen Yuan's chest and continued, "I speculate that the magic power he cultivated is stored in his Dantian, which is very small. Most of it is stored in these beads. This may be related to his body dying once, so protect his body."

He looked at the people around him who were not involved, and gave Director Chongli a wink. Everyone left the morgue, and Qiuqiu continued to explain:

"Wen Yuan is the descendant of the Meritorious Immortal lineage. Do you think there is any reward for our sacrifice this time? In addition to the commendation, can you give us some more money? It will always be beneficial for Wen Yuan to do more good deeds."

Director Li: ...Just now it was such a fantastic story about resurrection from the dead, and you let others hear it. Now you want to avoid others for such a trivial matter as the reward from your superiors. It's speechless.

"Comrade Wen Yuan, we will approve your reward immediately. If you have any other requests, please feel free to ask."

"As for the money, except for the necessities of life, all of it should be given to Qian Qian. She is in charge of our charity fund. By the way, where is the colonel?"

Director Li: "He's in the Special Affairs Office, being watched over by Master Yuantong and a few others with minor injuries. Don't worry."

"The priest who escaped, his ninjutsu combined with his magic power, even the original Wen Yuan couldn't defend against it."

"The Ghost King is watching in the dark. We have found a family willing to accept the Ghost King's reincarnation."

Qiuqiu was just asking these questions casually; Wen Yuan was more important right now. She turned around and tried to put the amulet in her pocket into Wen Yuan's hand, but she saw Wen Yuan's fingers move.

Qiuqiu:......

Director Li: "His hand is moving. Is he about to wake up? Should we call a doctor?"

Qiuqiu: "No need, just put us in a separate place. The fewer people know about his condition, the better."

Director Li didn't know what he was thinking: he went out to make a phone call and quickly took Qiuqiu and Wen Yuan to the senior area of ​​a nursing home.

After the doctor gave Qiuqiu a detailed examination, he was about to examine Wen Yuan, but Qiuqiu and Director Li stopped him.

Half a month later, Qiuqiu was able to get out of bed and move around in a wheelchair, and Wen Yuan also regained consciousness.

Qiuqiu: "Please check your body, how are you now?"

Wen Yuan: "I didn't engage in close combat from beginning to end, so my body is fine." The body is not alive, and it is not known whether it can be repaired after being damaged. Wen Yuan had already taken the initiative to avoid it.

Qiuqiu: "Why did you wake up?"

Wen Yuan: "When you put the Origin Pearl back into my body, I regained consciousness, but my magic power was too low to move my body. We eliminated the colonel and the conspiracy behind him, and a large amount of merit was injected into me. I was able to move my body after refining it. Now there is still a constant influx of merit."

"I guess Director Li transferred the bonus to Qian Qian. She must have helped us put the money to good use."

Wen Yuan nodded indifferently. He had gained a lot of merit, and it seemed that he had been given a lot of money by the higher-ups.

At this time, Director Li came over to remove the stitches and visit Qiuqiu and the others.

Director Li said, "Comrade Wen Yuan, you're awake. That's great! I just got some good news this morning. The villages in Huangao Valley that worshipped that colonel have destroyed their statues. The ideological education was very successful. The altar has also been dismantled and taken away by that old scholar from some mountain university, and is being used for research."