Spiritual consciousness is not the same as spiritual power, and is divided into Qi Gathering Soul, Haizifu, etc.

Instead, they are divided into five levels: Mortal, Feng, Ji, Saint, and God.

Compared with the realm of spiritual power cultivation, there are fewer levels of spiritual consciousness, but it is also extremely difficult to practice. Some people spend their entire lives looking for countless soul treasures. Even if they are dying, they still cannot get a glimpse of the sealed spiritual consciousness.

threshold.

But for Su Mu, all this is as simple as drinking water.

In three days, his spiritual consciousness has successfully broken through to the ordinary level. Although it is the lowest level, in this wilderness realm, there are not many people with ordinary spiritual consciousness.

Looking at Murong Yue kneeling in the tide of spiritual power, Su Mu thought for a while.

"If you don't go to the pharmacist for help, what's the point of asking me for help?"

Just listen to Murong Yue gritting her teeth and saying:

"They want to kill my father. If seniors can save me, they can definitely save my father!"

Murong Yue has been kneeling outside the cave since yesterday, kneeling under the tide of spiritual power for a full day and night.

The current spiritual power tide is different from the past after Su Mu's transformation. Even those who are powerful in the third level of supernatural power dare to wait longer.

He originally wanted to return to the Kunlun Sect after regaining his soul, where there was still an unfinished love for him.

But after thinking about Murong Heng's successive maintenance, Su Mu decided to take a look first.

"Let's go."

After hearing Su Mu's words, Murong Yue cried with joy.

"Thank you, senior!"

In the past three days, the news that the leader of the Jiutian Sect was critically ill unexpectedly spread quickly throughout the Jiutian Sect for some unknown reason.

At this moment, the Jiutian Sect is shrouded in haze, without the vitality and vitality of the past.

Once Murong Heng, the most powerful person in the Jiutian Sect, dies of illness, the Jiutian Sect will most likely face war.

It is too common for sects in the Wild Sky Dao Domain to attack each other and snatch resources.

Murong Heng's illness was also expected by everyone. In the past hundred years, all previous Nine Heavens Sect masters would suddenly fall ill when they reached the peak of their strength, and there was no cure for this disease.

It's more of a curse than a disease.

An attic behind Jiutian Temple is where Murong Heng lived.

As soon as I stepped in, a strong medicinal fragrance hit my face. If you stay in this place for a long time, your strength will be greatly improved.

There were not many people in the attic, only six or seven people.

But these six or seven people are high-ranking figures in the Jiutian Sect.

Song Yi, the supreme elder, the chief elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, the chief elder of the Medicine Pavilion and others are all here.

In addition, there is an old man with childish face and white hair. This man is Shangguan Zhe, a famous heaven-level pharmacist in the Huangtian Dao!

In terms of medical skills, he can at least be ranked among the top three in the Huangtian Dao Domain.

Everyone in Jiutian looked forward to the doctor they had invited back at a huge cost.

The elder of the Medicine Pavilion looked relaxed: "Shangguan Medicine Master's life-sealing needle sealed the soul and saved countless terminally ill people. The sect master will be fine."

As he spoke, Murong Heng's face on the bed flickered. Under Shangguan Zhe's soul-sealing needle, Murong Heng's condition actually began to improve.

Several Jiutian Sect elders beside him were astonished. It would be great if Shangguan Pharmacist had been invited earlier.

But the next second, Shangguan Zhe's hand stopped.

At this moment, Murong Heng's face showed a look of pain, his breath dropped suddenly, and his whole person's breath was weak.

"Shangguan Pharmacist, how is the sect... sect master doing?"

Shangguan Zhe sighed and shook his head helplessly.

"The poison he received, or the rumored curse, damaged the foundation of his soul, causing his spiritual body and even his spiritual power to be polluted. Now his soul is almost rotten, and I am unable to save myself. The only way is for me to use my secret technique.

, at the expense of the last essence of his body, he can recover and live for the last seven days."

When everyone heard this, their expressions changed greatly.

Seven days!?

In the past hundred years, they have tried their best to deal with the diseases suffered by the previous sect leaders.

Shangguan Zhe's soul-sealing acupuncture method is currently the most useful method.

But by now, are you exhausted?

The Great Elder of the Medicine Pavilion looked sad and blamed himself: "It's all my fault that I'm not good at studying, it's because I'm useless! For countless years, I haven't been able to cure the sect master at all!"

After saying that, he stood up with his eyes lowered, but there was a hint of sneer in his eyes.

Song Yi let out a long sigh with complicated eyes. He had watched Murong Heng grow up, but things were different.

"Then I'll trouble Shangguan Pharmacist."

All he could do was give him the last seven days.

But just when Shangguan Zhe was about to perform the acupuncture, a voice came from outside the door:

"If your needle sticks in, you will kill the leader of Jiutian Sect with your own hands."

Before he finished speaking, Su Mu and the others had already entered the room.

Faced with such words, the Great Elder of Medicine Pavilion frowned: "Which peak are you a disciple of? How can you enter this place as you please? Get out!"

The Great Elder of the Medicine Pavilion, who was obsessed with refining medicine, didn't know that Su Mu, who was in the limelight recently, naturally didn't look good when faced with such nonsense.

The chief elder of the Law Enforcement Hall had already stopped in front of Su Mu. He naturally knew Su Mu, and it was he who had the idea to kill Su Mu.

"Treating a disease is no better than fighting. Who do you have to question Shangguan Pharmacist? If you dare to speak more, you will be killed on the spot!"

Shangguan Zhe just glanced at Su Mu, an ignorant boy from the Soul Sea Realm, and then prepared to continue acupuncture.

"There is nothing wrong with the method of extending life, but this person can obviously be saved, and you are killing his life by doing this!"

Facing Su Mu's endless chatter, the elder of the Medicine Pavilion, who wished Shangguan Zhe could quickly give the injection, looked displeased: "Get out! I don't need you, an outsider, to dictate the affairs of our Jiutian Sect!"

The elder of the Law Enforcement Hall on the side also looked at Su Mu with a sneer, worried that he had no chance to take action!

But Su Mu said coldly, "I'm not here to waste time with ignorant people like you. Don't blame me for being rude if you say more!"

As soon as these words came out, the chief elder of the Law Enforcement Hall burst into laughter, "Rescue people? Are you worthy? I suspect that you take the opportunity to murder the sect leader, so come with us!"

After saying that, he grabbed Su Mu. The next second, a cold light flashed in the hall, and a scream was heard instantly!

This scream did not come from Su Mu, but from...

The great elder of the Law Enforcement Hall!

The arm that was grabbing Su Mu was completely broken off.

Murong Yue held a blood-stained sword in her hand, stood in front of Su Mu with a cold expression, and said coldly:

"That's my father, what does it have to do with you whether to save him or not?!"

Everyone was extremely horrified. The chief elder of the Law Enforcement Hall was a powerful person in the third level of supernatural power, but his arm was cut off by Murong Yue?

In this month, Murong Yue's strength has increased so rapidly?

As Murong Yue pointed with her long sword, the face of the chief elder of the Law Enforcement Hall suddenly became bright and dark.

He wanted to take action, but Supreme Elder Song Yi was standing by.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he gave way to the passage, picked up his arm with an ugly expression, and continued to attack. He might not be able to win.

And now is not the time to fight with this girl. No matter what happens, Murong Heng will definitely die.

Otherwise, he would not have watched Shangguan Zhe come to Jiutian Sect safely.

"Do you have any objections?"

With the sword pointed at his nose, the elder of the Medicine Pavilion broke out in a cold sweat. His combat power was far inferior to that of the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, so how could he dare to stop him? He had no doubt that Murong Yue dared to swing the sword at him, and then he got out of the way.

So what if I let this hairy boy cure me?

If he were put to death directly, everyone would be happy.


Chapter completed!