Above the soft collapse.
Ah Sha was sleeping deeply, but judging from her trembling eyelashes, there was obviously something wrong with her current state.
"Little brother."
Seeing Gu Han return, Murong Chuan sighed.
"There's something wrong with this little girl. Her soul power seems..."
"This is a soul-deficient syndrome."
Gu Han helped Ah Sha up, took out the last pill, and carefully stuffed it into her mouth. He didn't let out a sigh of relief until he saw the pain on her face slow down.
"You need to replenish your soul power from time to time."
"kindness?"
When he saw the golden elixir, Murong Chuan's pupils shrank, and he became a little embarrassed in a rare way.
"This elixir..."
"This is refined by the ghost doctor himself."
Gu Han didn't hide it from him either.
"It was a gift from Senior Xue that day."
"Xue Mao?"
Murong Chuan was stunned.
"You know him?"
"Is this the name of Senior Xue? Yes, I have met him several times."
"This elixir..."
Murong Chuan's face looked a little strange.
"I probably know how it came about."
"Senior knows?"
"then."
Murong Chuan said with emotion, "When my ancestor was out, he accidentally fell into a desperate situation. He escaped only after a narrow escape, and he also brought a strange elixir from there, and the greatest effect of that elixir...
...It is to replenish the soul of the monks. The ancestor regards it as a treasure and keeps it secretly in the family treasury. No one will ever take a look at it, but..."
"Ghost doctor?"
Gu Han's heart moved.
"Did he get this elixir?"
"good."
Murong Chuan smiled bitterly.
"The elixir in my little brother's hand was probably made by the ghost doctor using that elixir."
"But……"
Gu Han was a little confused.
"Didn't you say that Senior Murong regarded him as his treasure? Why would he be willing to give it to the ghost doctor?"
"Of course I don't want to give it up."
Murong Chuan said helplessly, "But the ghost doctor threatened him with a token. No matter how distressed my ancestor was, he didn't want to break his promise, so he had to give him the elixir."
"What!"
Gu Han was stunned.
"Token?"
"Yes, what the ghost doctor is holding is the eighth token! Speaking of which, after that incident, the ancestor suffered a big loss and never gave out any tokens again. And in your hand
It’s... it’s just an accident.”
"..."
Gu Han remained silent.
Things in this world are so coincidental.
"Listen to what the ancestors say."
Murong Chuan glanced at him.
"That elixir is rare in the world, and the effect of the elixir refined from it is even more extraordinary! Look at the magic of this elixir. If a person in the realm of the gods takes one, it will probably break several people in a row.
The small realm can save countless years of hard work. The value of this elixir can no longer be simply measured by Yuan Jing! I didn’t expect that he would be willing to give you such a precious elixir. It seems that Xue Mao and
Your relationship is extraordinary!"
Until now.
Only then did Gu Han truly understand how serious Doctor Xue’s intentions were!
"senior."
Burying this kindness deep in his heart, he turned to ask, "I wonder if the Murong family... still has such a magical medicine?"
"Gone."
Murong Chuan shook his head.
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br> "Elixirs that can replenish the soul are scarce and hard to find. If it weren't for chance, how could ordinary people easily encounter them?"
"..."
Gu Han still didn't give up.
"Does the senior know that there is a way to temporarily seal a person's soul and prevent the loss of soul power?"
"seal?"
Murong Chuan was stunned.
"Can the soul be sealed? This is really unheard of. Not only me, but even my ancestors may not understand it."
Even though I vaguely guessed the outcome.
But Gu Han was still a little disappointed.
He had already roughly deduced that although the ghost doctor's elixir could stabilize Ah Sha's soul, it was only effective for three months at most.
Now, the last pill is gone.
Three months later.
Her life...is not guaranteed!
"Could it be..."
He glanced at the sleeping Ah Sha and felt heartbroken.
"Is there no other way?"
"perhaps……"
Murong Chuan seemed to have thought of something and hesitated for a moment, "There is another way, you can try it."
"any solution!"
Gu Han seemed to be grasping at straws.
"A few days ago."
Murong Chuan said slowly, "There was a riot among the monsters in the wild forest, and the Pavilion Master of the Jubao Pavilion took advantage of the monsters' attack and found a Fallen Nether Fruit in the lair of a seventh-level monster!"
"Luoyouguo?"
Gu Han naturally understood.
To be continued...