"No, no, no! If they hadn't taken away my grandson's spiritual roots, where would my grandson's top-grade golden spiritual roots go?"

When Bai Yu heard this, he asked, "Did you ever go to Xiaoyao Sect to ask clearly? Your grandson was expelled from the mountain gate by them? They always have to give an explanation, right?"

The old man said bitterly: "Why wouldn't I not go? But I...but my cultivation is too low and my strength is too weak. I was knocked out before I even stepped into the mountain gate of Xiaoyao Gate. It was all my fault. If I hadn't sent my grandson to Xiaoyao Gate, his spiritual root would not have been taken away, and there would not be only half a year of life left. It was me who harmed my grandson, and it was all my fault!"

Seeing this, the little monk immediately comforted him: "Donor, it's meaningless to blame yourself no matter how hard you blame yourself. It's urgent to save your grandson's life!"

When the old man heard this, he hurriedly asked, "Master, do you have a way to save my grandson? Please, save him!"

The little monk thought for a while and said, "Since your grandson was robbed of his spiritual roots and his vitality was greatly damaged, his life span was about to end. I am afraid there is only one way to save him."

"What method? Please give me some advice!"

"Retrieve the spiritual roots he lost and plant them again in his dantian. As long as the spiritual roots return to their positions and fall into the roots smoothly, he will be safe and sound."

When the old man heard this, he was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "That's right, why didn't I think of it? Why didn't I think of it?"

But as soon as he said this, his face became solemn again.

"My grandson's spiritual root was taken away by the people from Xiaoyao Sect, but I was just a mere foundation-building cultivation level, so where did I get it back? Besides, even if I can regain my spiritual roots, and the spiritual roots have left my body, how can I get it back?"

The little monk smiled slightly and said, "As long as you can regain your spiritual roots, I can plant them back into your grandson's dantian."

"But Xiaoyao Sect is a first-class sect, and my Sun family can't beat you! Master, is there no other way?"

The little monk shook his head and said, "There is no other way! The spiritual root is born from the innate world and has existed since your grandson was born. There is no way to be born again after the day of birth. Therefore, if your grandson's spiritual root is not taken back, new spiritual roots will never grow in his dantian. Donor, you might as well go to Xiaoyao Sect to ask for it again. Since Xiaoyao Sect is a first-class sect, it is naturally of a major sect. How could it make things difficult for you?"

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "How could it make things difficult for me? Master, you don't know much about these major sects. The bigger the sect, the more you bully the small sect, let alone a small family like us? Master, please, please save my grandson!"

Speaking of this, the old man knelt down again.

But this posed a problem for the young monk. He couldn't help the old man's grandson to ask for the snatched spiritual roots, right?

When Bai Yu saw the little monk's face showing a hint of embarrassment, he sighed and said, "Fellow Taoist, aren't you a difficult master? The master is only in the Nascent Soul stage cultivation level. There are several great cultivators in the first-class sects in Dongshenzhou. He goes to ask for it, and he wants it. Besides, if Xiaoyao Sect doesn't admit it, what can the master do to them? You can't just pay his life to save your grandson, right?"

When the old man heard this, he said ashamed: "Master, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have trouble for you. But I... I really have no other way. I..."

The little monk hesitated for a moment and said, "Let me do this, I will accompany you to Xiaoyao Sect. I may not be able to get back to the spiritual roots, and I am not sure. What do you think?"

"Thank you, Master, thank you! Then when will we set off?"

The little monk turned his head and looked at Bai Yu Zhenren, smiled slightly and said, "Donor Bai Yu, saving people is like putting out a fire. The little monk will follow them now. Let me tell Donor Su for me so that he doesn't have to worry about the little monk."

When Bai Yu heard this, he said worriedly: "Master, you...be careful!"

The little monk smiled, then walked out of the shop with the old and young people, flew up, and disappeared at the end of the forest.

The real man Bai Xiang looked in the direction of the little monk and the others flying away, and sighed softly: "It is often said that people in Buddhism are compassionate, and Master Wuneng is really admirable. But I think it is unlikely that he will have a result when he goes this time. Since the Xiaoyao Sect has taken away the child's spiritual root, it must have a purpose, but I am afraid that the spiritual root no longer exists at this moment."

Bai Yu Zhenren said helplessly: "Even so, the master still went. Such good people are rare."

Speaking of Su Ruobai in the stone chamber, he is still practicing.

He has already begun to try to form elixirs. As long as he forms a golden elixir, he will successfully enter the golden elixir stage.

The true energy, like a river, flowed continuously in his body, and finally gathered in his dantian.

In the dantian, a small vortex was rotating rapidly, and a little golden light was flashing in the middle of the vortex.

There are signs now, and I believe that the golden elixir will appear soon. At that time, it will be the moment when he passes the tribulation.

A day passed and he was still practicing.

Two days later, he is still practicing.

In this way, it was already seven days later without realizing it.

The business of the grocery store is good, and there are quite a lot of monks who come to buy magic weapons and spiritual pills.

Bai Yu Zhenren and Bai Xiang Zhenren were busy and a little anxious. Even Shangguan Hong, who had already arrived here a few days ago, began to help.

Sell ​​magic weapons one by one and take back bags of spirit stones, and doing business is quite interesting.

At this moment, a familiar figure walked into the store.

When I looked closely, I found that the person who came was not someone else, but Situ Jian.

"Fellow Daoist Bai Yu, don't be fine! I wonder if Fellow Daoist Su can be here?"

When Bai Yu saw that it was Situ Jian, he laughed and said, "Junior Brother Su is still in seclusion and practicing. If you don't rush to leave, stay and wait for him. I guess he should be out of seclusion in less than a few days."

Situ Jian smiled slightly and said, "Okay, I'll stay for a few more days. I think the weather is good today, so I brought a few pots of good wine. When the two fellow Taoists finish their work, we can have a few drinks."

As soon as he heard that there was wine to drink, Shangguan Hong immediately poked his head out of the counter and asked, "What wine?"

Situ Jian was stunned when he heard this, and then he looked at Shangguan Hong carefully. When he realized that the other party's cultivation was unfathomable, he hurriedly replied: "Good wines are treasured for hundreds of years."

"That's good, I'll have a few drinks later!"

As the few people were chatting, Su Ruobai suddenly appeared and ran out of the store.

Situ Jian saw it and immediately asked, "Fellow Daoist Su, where are you in a hurry to go?"

When Su Ruobai heard this, he said without looking back: "Form a golden elixir, I'm going to overcome the tribulation."

When everyone in the store was shocked when they heard this.

Shangguan Hong did not dare to delay and rushed out of the counter.

"I'll go and protect him from the law, guarding against someone taking advantage of him to conquer him!"

After half a cup of tea, Su Ruobai had already sat cross-legged on the back mountain of Luoxia Peak.

Looking up at the sky, the dark clouds were quickly condensed, and his catastrophe cloud finally came!
Chapter completed!