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Jing Dichen's face was deathly pale, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth.

Clearly, he also suffered extremely serious injuries.

When she heard Lin Yu's words, her dull eyes lit up slightly.

He then shook his head and muttered, "It's no use, it's no use."

"Elder Liu's primordial spirit has been shattered... There is no cure."

Not only were all of Liu Moqin's bones shattered, but his primordial spirit within his Purple Mansion was also severely damaged, reduced to dust.

Jing Dichen knew that Lin Yu was a miracle doctor.

His expertise in pharmacology surpasses that of the great Daoist master Feng Xianhuo.

However, the shattering of the primordial spirit is beyond the treatment of medicine or elixirs alone.

unless……

Jing Dichen had just thought of a hope.

Suddenly, a strange fragrance entered my nostrils.

In an instant.

Jing Dichun felt her previously muddled thoughts suddenly clear up.

Then she saw it.

In Lin Yu's hand, there was a three-inch-long, dark blue incense stick that had already been lit.

Green smoke curls up.

It flowed into Liu Moqin's dantian through his nostrils.

Within the Purple Mansion, the shattered martial spirit, drawn together by the azure smoke, rapidly coalesced.

Then the reorganization began.

Liu Moqin's aura, which had weakened to almost nothing, began to recover at an astonishing speed.

"What, what is this..."

Jing Dichun's eyes widened instantly, her pale face filled with surprise and astonishment.

Lin Yu said succinctly: "It smells good."

"Take it."

He then handed the small incense stick to Jing Dichun, saying, "Don't let this incense stick leave the area three inches in front of his nose."

"it is good!"

Jing Dichen reached out and carefully took the dark green incense stick.

He suppressed the trembling in his hands and held it steady three inches in front of Liu Moqin's nose.

Lin Yu flipped his hand, took out a bright green pill, and stuffed it into Liu Moqin's mouth.

In an instant, the elixir transformed into a warm current, which spread throughout his entire body.

After several bizarre twists, Liu Moqin's body...

The broken bones and damaged meridians in his body were instantly reconnected.

Lin Yu said to Jing Dichen, "He'll be fine after this incense burns out."

"You will recover after a few days of rest at home."

Jing Dichun looked at Lin Yu in shock, "How many, how many days will it take to fully recover?!"

Lin Yu pondered for a moment, "Three days."

Mirror Cleansing: "..."

That's not what I was asking...

He was dead just a moment ago, and now... he's healed in just three days?!

Jing Dichun snapped out of his daze and quickly said, "On behalf of Elder Liu, I thank Young Master Lin for saving my life!"

But the hand holding the incense remained firmly still, stopping three inches in front of Liu Moqin's nose.

Lin Yu shook his head, "Of course, I'm also a member of Shanhe Academy."

Looking at Jing Dichun's shocked expression.

Lin Yu pondered for a moment, then explained, "I have the Mortal Token, and you should know the origin of this incense stick."

The mirror, cleansed of dust, suddenly revealed its secrets.

The Decree of the Mortal World!

Three thousand guests, the token of the Forget-Worry Lord!

Fragrant, also known as Dan.

It can bypass the physical body and directly affect the primordial spirit.

It can not only assist in the cultivation of the primordial spirit, but also heal injuries to the primordial spirit!

The Fragrance God Flower Drunk is a perfumer of god-like caliber.

The fact that Wangyoujun could teach a disciple like Huazui means he is naturally even more accomplished than Huazui.

in fact.

Lin Yu also had many simpler and more direct methods to cure Liu Moqin.

They even treated him as if he were alive and kicking.

But once those methods are used, the disguise of Ghost Doctor Shura will probably be gone soon.

The mortal token that I accidentally took out earlier has now solved a lot of trouble.

Lin Yu handed another pill to Jing Dichen.

"Take this pill and your injuries will be healed."

Jing Dichun quickly took the pill with his other hand, "Thank you, Young Master Lin!"

As she spoke, she had already swallowed the pill.

Jing Dichun also suffered a fatal blow, but she managed to stay upright by sheer willpower.

The pill entered her stomach, and a surge of vitality instantly overwhelmed her.

Jing Dichen's injuries were also healed in that instant.

Lin Yu stood up and began to look around at the now ruined Heavenly Prison.

The main part of the Heavenly Prison is underground.

Just as Yue Qingying said, they were blown into the sky and then fell back down.

It was smashed into ruins.

Among these ruins are many severed limbs.

They were jailers from the imperial prison, as well as prisoners who had been held here before.

In addition, the surface of the ruins was littered with corpses lying haphazardly.

Lin Yu frowned slightly.

He had already recognized it as the corpse of a law enforcement disciple from Shanhe Academy.

The disciples who enforced the law at Shanhe Academy later died here.

Judging from their posture and condition when they died, they were likely attacked from behind while exploring the ruins and died instantly.

Among them was Xu Qingce, who had previously visited the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion.

His heart was pierced, and he lay on the ground with a look of confusion and astonishment in his eyes, dying with his eyes wide open.

"Does Nangong Lin really have the guts to betray Shanhe Academy?"

Lin Yu pursed his lips slightly, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"It was caused by the explosion of the alchemy furnace..."

By observing the terrain and the lingering scents.

Lin Yu has already determined the cause of the explosion.

Feng Xianhuo detonated his natal alchemy furnace, using the explosive force to destroy the formation of the Shanhe Academy's Enforcement Hall.

"Feng Xianhuo detonated his natal alchemy furnace, and he himself must have suffered extremely serious injuries."

"The chosen one is... absorbing the luck of others."

Ye Chen suffered a series of setbacks.

One's own fortune is declining.

To turn danger into safety, one needs to draw upon the luck of others.

In other words, this is a jinx.

Wherever he goes, those closely associated with him will suffer and have their luck stripped away by him.

Feng Xianhuo is Ye Chen's master, so naturally he is the first to bear the brunt and must sacrifice himself for the chosen one.

In the original storyline, such things happened quite often.

The people around Ye Chen are, to put it nicely, the main characters' group.

To put it bluntly, he's a mobile blood bank.

"Therefore, we can use the people around Ye Chen to deplete Ye Chen's luck."

"But if you really want to get rid of Ye Chen, you have to get rid of the people around him first."

Lin Yu's summary.

Then, he looked at the corpses of the enforcers from Shanhe Academy on the ground.

Whether or not Nangong Lin killed these people, we'll find out once we find her.

Behind Nangong Lin is the Nangong family, one of the eight ancient clans of the Great Xia Dynasty.

"Heh heh, the eight ancient clans? The eight again?"

“If ancient clans can grow from seven to eight... why can’t the so-called eight ancient clans become six?”

Think so.

Lin Yu turned and left.

"Have someone come over in a bit to take them home and give them a proper burial."

Lin Yu's voice reached Jing Dichen's ears.

Jing Dichen looked up, staring blankly at the departing figure.

For some reason, the young man's back gradually overlapped with another figure.

……

Nangong Lin will probably end up with Ye Chen.

The place Ye Chen can go is deep within Mount Shengqiu.

Waiting for the Nine Dragon God Cauldrons to be born.

The Nine Dragon God Cauldrons are not yet ready to be born.

Even if Ye Chen had the token of that divine artifact, he couldn't obtain it immediately.

We can only wait until it is born before we can subdue it in one fell swoop.

Now, news of the Nine Dragon God Cauldrons has spread like wildfire.

Deep within Mount Shengqiu, there are quite a few martial artists from all sides.

Ye Chen should be mixed in with them too.

Thinking this, Lin Yu took a step forward, his entire body transforming into a blur.

Disappeared in an instant.