Before Liu Xiaolu and Hu Yizhi could chat for a while, a clan servant brought lunch with a lunch box and told them to wait at the door of the Hu family's ancestral land after eating.

The two knew that this was the clan leader's order and did not dare to delay. After having a hasty lunch, they rushed to the gate.

Not long after waiting under the Hu family's archway, I saw a white figure flying out of the mountain range outside the Hu family's ancestral land.

The figure was extremely fast, but he was in front of the two of them in the blink of an eye.

Liu Xiaolu looked closely and saw that this person was Hu Yuyuan, the head of the Hu family whom he had met in the morning.

At this time, he was stepping on a scroll, and he was standing in the air. His moon-white clothes were slightly blown by the east wind, and he looked like an immortal with fluttering white clothes that surpassed the snow.

Flying with the imperial weapon, is this the magical power of the monks in the foundation-building stage? It is really impressive.

Just when Liu Xiaolu was looking forward to the scene of building a foundation in the future, he suddenly felt his body light up, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he had reached an altitude of more than ten feet above the ground.

Hu Yizhi was right next to her, while the head of the Hu family stood alone in front of the two of them. The scroll magic weapon at the feet of the three of them had been unfolded. On the scroll was an ink landscape painting of a small bridge and flowing water.

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Before she could take a closer look and see the two of them standing firm, the clan leader activated the magic weapon at his feet and galloped towards Zongyuan City.

In an instant, Liu Xiaolu felt her clothes fluttering in the strong wind, and she couldn't help but staggered. If Hu Yizhi beside him hadn't pulled her quickly with his eyes, she would have almost dropped the scroll.

After such a torment, Liu Xiaolu's little face turned pale slightly, and the excitement that he had felt when someone took him to experience the flight of a royal weapon for the first time suddenly disappeared.

As soon as she stood firm, she immediately imitated Hu Yizhi beside her, using the spiritual power in her body to activate a thin spiritual shield.

With the protection of the spiritual shield, the strong nausea and dizziness he felt just now was relieved a lot, and Liu Xiaolu felt better now.

Then she carefully looked down and saw mountains, rivers, dense forests, villages and other scenery flashing quickly before her eyes.

Before Liu Xiaolu could recover from this novel experience, in less than a cup of tea, the tall city wall outside Zongyuan City appeared in her field of vision.

They had already arrived outside Zongyuan City, but the clan leader had no intention of landing at all. Instead, he led the two of them straight into the city and followed the direction pointed by Hu Yizhi towards the inn.

Seeing the clan leader's carefree and carefree appearance, Liu Xiaolu couldn't help but think of how just yesterday, when she and her master entered the city, they were embarrassed by the mortal guards at the city gate. She couldn't help but lament the importance of strength again, and secretly made up her mind in her heart.

You must practice hard and strive to succeed in building the foundation as soon as possible!

The three people fell into the inn, causing a commotion in the store. Everyone knelt on the ground and called the immortal master.

However, the patriarch paid no attention to these mortals and led the two of them past the crowd of people kneeling on the ground without stopping, without even glancing at them from the corner of his eye.

Arriving at Luo Lin's house, Hu Yi stepped forward and opened the door, and the clan leader walked in first.

The young man on the bed was still unconscious with his eyes closed, but the strange green-black aura on his face seemed to be stronger than yesterday.

The patriarch walked to the bed and observed it carefully, then pinched the boy's wrist and used his spiritual power to check the situation inside his body, with a strange look on his face.

Seeing the clan leader's expression, Hu Yizhi's heart tightened and he hurriedly asked, "Clan Leader, I wonder if the ghost energy in my little disciple can be eliminated?"

After hearing this, the clan leader turned around and looked at Hu Yizhi for a while, and then said, "Yizhi, your disciple is just a mortal without spiritual roots. Do you really want to pay the price of a heavenly spirit fruit to save him? You

If you change your mind now, I can make the decision to give you fifty yuan of low-level spiritual stones and two bottles of golden marrow pills."

Fifty low-level spiritual stones are enough to buy a good high-level magic weapon, or two ordinary mid-level magic weapons. The golden marrow pill is a kind of elixir allocated to the family monks to assist in their cultivation.

It is of great help to monks in the Qi refining stage. Normally, monks in the middle stage of Qi refining in the family can only receive one bottle every three months. The value of two bottles of Golden Marrow Pill is about forty spiritual stones.

It stands to reason that although the Tianling Fruit is precious, if it is sold on the market, it can be sold for eighty spirit stones even if it is full to death. But firstly, Hu Yizhi is his descendant after all, and secondly, Hu Yuyuan is not very willing to use his ancestors for a mortal.

True fire.

After all, the innate true fire is also very important to the monks. Even the monks in the foundation building stage, if they use the innate true fire in the body to help people get rid of the ghost energy, they will have to practice in seclusion for at least ten and a half days to fill the gap.

times consumption.

Half a month may not seem like much to ordinary people, but to monks who are bent on improving their cultivation and reaching a new realm, time is the most precious thing.

Hu Yuyuan originally thought that Hu Yizhi would agree happily, but after hearing this, Hu Yizhi shook his head, bowed to Hu Yuyuan and said, "Although this young disciple is a mortal who cannot practice cultivation, since he has become my sect, I understand both emotion and reason."

We can’t just leave him alone. Please ask the clan leader to remove the ghost energy from his body!”

"Then do whatever you want." Hu Yuyuan frowned slightly, seeming to be dissatisfied with the decision Hu Yizhi made, but he didn't say much.

He lifted up the quilt on Luo Lin's body, kneaded with his left hand, and a cluster of orange flames suddenly rose in the palm of his right hand. Then he wrapped a layer of green spiritual power around the flames, and stretched out his right hand towards the bed.

The young man's body was caressed away.

Every time Hu Yuyuan's palm came into contact with Luo Lin's body, strands of black ghostly energy escaped from the intersection of the two. After making a faint sizzling sound, it turned into wisps of blue smoke and disappeared.

into the air.

After using the innate true fire to evaporate the ghost energy in the muscles and bones of Luo Lin's body, even though he was as powerful as Hu Yuyuan, his face looked slightly tired at this time.

After resting for a while, Hu Yuyuan placed his palm against Luo Lin's Dantian again, wrapped the innate true fire with spiritual power, and dispelled the ghost energy immersed in the meridians.

It took more than two hours. It was not until it was getting late that Hu Yuyuan withdrew his right hand from the young man.

It was only then that the green and black aura on Luo Lin's face completely faded away. Although his face was still a little pale, he seemed to be in much better condition.

Hu Yu saw the situation and turned to Hu Yizhidao, "Yi Zhi, the ghost energy in your disciple's body has been completely eliminated, but being haunted by the ghost energy these days has damaged some vitality. It is estimated that it will take another day or two to cultivate.

Wake up. You can stay in the city today, settle your apprentice first, and then return to your ancestral home tomorrow."

"Yes, Yi Zhi would like to thank the patriarch for saving his life on behalf of my little disciple!" Hu Yizhi bowed.

Hu Yuyuan nodded, then walked out of the room alone, and the imperial weapon flew in the direction of the Hu family's ancestral land.
Chapter completed!