After all, I was taught the method of alchemy by Qin Cheng, and I was considered half a disciple. According to the etiquette of the upper realm, I wouldn’t it be appropriate not to cry for a while?

Further away, some elders and disciples were also at a loss.

Everyone was hesitating whether to squeeze out a few tears when the Master Zhu saw Yan Wangshu shook his head.

"Okay, let's stop talking about the past. There are many things to say, let's talk slowly after we go in."

Yan Wangshu gave Qin Cheng a blank look, then sighed.

I knew what happened to Qin Cheng's eyes crying, and this etiquette in the upper realm was absolutely nonsense.

"Qincheng, why don't you take a break first?"

Walking into the palace with everyone, Yan Wangshu suddenly sent a message.

"President Yan wants to talk about me at the meeting." Qin Cheng asked back.

"That's right." Yan Wangshu was silent for a moment and admitted.

I did plan to ask everyone about how to cure my soul, but I didn't expect Qin Cheng to react so quickly.

"Actually, I don't mind this, I want to listen aside." Qin Cheng said.

"All right."

After many disciples and deacons were removed, Yan Wangshu left only Elder Di and many powerful men to walk into the conference hall, and then opened all the warning formations here.

"Prince Yan, what's the big deal?"

Seeing Yan Wangshu very cautious, everyone also smelled an unusual smell.

"Well, before the Golden Island incident, I did have some very important things, and I would like to ask you all."

Yan Wangshu looked at everyone.

"I don't know who has studied the treatment of the injury of souls and souls. Whether it is elixirs, practice techniques, or other means, you can do it."

"Soul wound? This is not easy to heal."

"I don't know which part of the soul is injured?"

"Prince Lord, are you injured?"

When everyone saw Yan Wangshu's serious expression, the cultivators were very surprised.

"It's not Lord Yan, it's me."

Before Yan Wangshu could speak, Qin Cheng responded.

"It was my soul that was injured, and it was the spiritual consciousness, that is, the power of exploration. Now it is almost impossible to sense any existence around it."

"What? Master Qin, your spiritual sense is injured."

"Boy Qin, you are so seriously injured, what happened?"

After listening to Qin Cheng's introduction, everyone present changed their expressions.

Elder Di screamed in surprise and stood up suddenly.

If the surrounding formation hadn't been opened, the throat would have been heard even at the foot of the mountain.

They knew that Yan Wangshu would not be aimless, but they did not expect that Qin Cheng was injured in his soul.

Losing the ability to detect spiritual consciousness is equivalent to becoming a blind man among monks.

After all, when you reach this level, monks never rely on their naked eyes to analyze the surrounding situation, but almost all rely on the power of their spiritual consciousness.

"Well, I was injured in the battle before." Qin Cheng said.

"So, I'll call you here today to see if there is any way to cure Qin Cheng's soul's injury." Yan Wangshu said.

"I don't know what the specific injury was. If there is no accurate situation, it will be difficult for us to judge." Elder Di said.

"Yes, if Mr. Qin is inconvenient, you can talk about it carefully. I can have a contour." Clan Chief Li also said.

Although I know that Qin Cheng has damaged his spiritual consciousness.
Chapter completed!