One person said: "If I make you a holy child, will you be granted godhood through the art of Gu

The aura was so strange that it instilled in him an instinctive fear.

It's like merging all the Gu together?

how did you do that?

How could they have done that?

Could it be that raw meat is Jiang Mo's method of cultivation?

Gong Qing barely suppressed his fear and turned his gaze to Jiang Mo.

But he is different from Gong Qing.

The old master stood still, his eyes full of expectation and trust.

If you look closely, you can even see the excitement in the old master's eyes.

However, Jiang Mo ignored it.

He just needs to cure Tian Jinzhong as soon as possible.

"I'll go check if Tian Jinzhong has woken up."

As Jiang Mo spoke, he stepped into the inner room.

When they arrived at Tian Jinzhong's room.

Then they saw Tian Jinzhong still lying on the bed, sleeping peacefully.

Unlike his previous painful struggle, he now had a calm expression and even breathing, looking like an ordinary old man.

"I didn't expect your memory-devouring spell to be so powerful."

Gong Qing whispered to Jiang Mo, his eyes filled with awe, "The old gentleman hasn't had a good night's sleep in decades, yet he's sleeping so soundly today."

Gong Qing barely managed to control his inner tension.

He stepped forward and said a few words to Jiang Mo.

Anyway, I'm already stuck on Longhu Mountain forever.

Jiang Mo shouldn't have any ill intentions towards me.

Jiang Mo, however, ignored Gong Qing.

The old master, who followed in, saw Tian Jinzhong's appearance and couldn't help but smile with relief: "In all these decades, this is the first time I've seen him sleep so peacefully."

"Young friend Jiang, you are truly amazing."

Jiang Mo nodded slightly, without saying anything more.

He walked to the bedside and softly called, "Tian Jinzhong, wake up."

Tian Jinzhong's eyelids trembled slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

Jiang Mo and the Old Master were standing by the bed.

He was slightly taken aback, then sat up, his movements much more agile than usual.

"How long have I been asleep?" Tian Jinzhong rubbed his eyes, his voice unusually relaxed.

Seeing the changes in Tian Jinzhong, Gong Qing was shocked.

In the past, even when Tian Jinzhong was conscious, he was always pale, with bloodshot eyes, and his whole being was filled with pain and exhaustion.

But now, his eyes are clear, his complexion is rosy, and he exudes a long-lost vitality.

Is this the power of Gu magic?

Gong Qing was secretly amazed and felt even more awe for Jiang Mo.

Fortunately, he took the initiative to tell the old master his identity.

They remained at Longhu Mountain.

Otherwise, he would really worry about what would happen when he left Longhu Mountain.

It's when you're about to die.

"Not long, but you slept very soundly," the old master said with a smile, his voice brimming with undisguised joy. "How did you feel?"

"Great!" Tian Jinzhong stretched, his face full of a comfortable expression.

"I haven't slept this well in a long time. I had a beautiful dream where I was young again, practicing martial arts on Mount Longhu..."

He said, trying to get out of bed, but as soon as he moved, he realized his legs were gone, and he was shocked: "What... what happened to my legs?"

Tian Jinzhong looked down at his empty trouser leg, his expression gradually shifting from surprise to confusion: "What happened?"

"Where are my legs? I just dreamt I was running on a mountain, but how come I woke up like this...?"

The old master was taken aback upon hearing this, then looked at Jiang Mo with surprise and admiration in his eyes.

I finally understood the power of the "Memory Gu" that Jiang Mo had mentioned.

Not only were Tian Jinzhong's memories of the Jia Shen Rebellion erased, but even the fact that he had lost both legs was forgotten.

This ability is simply unbelievable!

Right.

The fact that both legs were broken was something that existed during the Jia Shen Rebellion.

Forgetting it now won't hurt Tian Jinzhong.

If I had to say something...

It helps more than it harms.

Gong Qing, standing to the side, couldn't help but gasp.

Having been by Tian Jinzhong's side for so many years, he knows how profound Tian Jinzhong's pain is regarding his disability.

Now, Tian Jinzhong looks as if he has just lost both legs.

The person was simply surprised and confused by this fact.

But the deep-seated pain and despair are no longer there.

Has the Jia Shen Rebellion been completely forgotten?

If we truly forget the Jia Shen Rebellion.

This could potentially cause turmoil in the martial arts world.

However, this will also ensure Tian Jinzhong's safety.

The events of the Jia Shen Rebellion have been forgotten.

Anyone who wanted to keep an eye on the Jia Shen Rebellion would gradually give up the idea of ​​keeping an eye on Tian Jinzhong.

Jiang Mo stepped forward and explained calmly, "Senior Tian, ​​your legs are long gone, but you were resting so soundly that you forgot about it."

"You're feeling great right now, you just need to continue resting."

Upon hearing Jiang Mo's words, Tian Jinzhong frowned slightly, as if trying to recall something.

But no matter how hard he tried, there seemed to be a gap in his memory.

I can't remember how I lost my legs.

“I…I really can’t remember.” Tian Jinzhong shook his head helplessly, looking confused. “I only remember that I haven’t walked for a long time and I’m always in a wheelchair.”

"But...why? How did I become like this?"

The old master and Gong Qing exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

Tian Jinzhong's reaction was so natural that it didn't seem like he was acting at all; he had genuinely forgotten that painful memory.

Only then did the old master truly understand the power of the "Memory Gu" that Jiang Mo had mentioned.

Tian Jinzhong not only forgot the painful memories of the Jia Shen Rebellion.

He couldn't even remember why he lost his legs, as if that past had been completely erased from his memory.

This ability is like giving someone a chance to be reborn!

"Don't think about it. The important thing now is for you to get some rest."

Jiang Mo interrupted Tian Jinzhong's thoughts, his tone calm yet authoritative, "I will begin treating your injuries tonight. If all goes well, you will be able to stand up again soon."

"Really?" A glimmer of hope flashed in Tian Jinzhong's eyes, then quickly turned to doubt. "But my leg has been like this for... and I feel like it's been like this for a long time. Can it really recover?"

"Trust in young friend Jiang," the old master interjected. "His medical skills are extraordinary; he might truly be able to create a miracle."

"We've known each other for so many years, when have I ever lied to you?"

Tian Jinzhong pondered for a moment, then finally nodded: "Alright, then I'll leave it to you, young friend."

"Then let's begin."

As Jiang Mo spoke, he took out a small jade bottle from his sleeve. "Senior Tian, ​​please drink this. It will allow you to remain calm and undisturbed during your treatment."

Tian Jinzhong looked at the small jade bottle, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination.

He reached out and took the jade bottle, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.