Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 989
After finding the cause, several bigwigs sat around and discussed again.

This disease involves the soul.

And the soul is a whole body, unable to bear the slightest damage.

Danzun Que Yao who was present at the scene had the most right to speak, when he was injured by Tianlei, his life would be better than death on the sickbed, lying in bed for thousands of years.

If it was to cure a disease, a piece of An Baichang's soul would be gouged out, and with the escort of these big men, he would not die, but he might become stupid.

And it is also possible that at the same time as being stupid, it is also accompanied by pain, like falling into Hell.

Several big brothers looked solemn.

An Qingli said: "Can the soul-replenishing pill in the fairy world be a remedy?"

Que Yaodan said: "Soul Replenishing Pill has limited potency, it can only repair a few cracks in the soul, otherwise why would I lie on the sick bed for thousands of years."

Mu Sheng said: "It's better to seal the person in the soul-raising coffin. Raise it for tens of thousands of years and leave it to time to restore."

An old doctor said: "The damage to the soul is no small matter, I'm afraid I'm raising a fool."

Another person said: "That foreign body is domineering. The old man even thinks that it is better not to be saved. It is better to be old and weak in body than to be incomplete in spirit and soul. What do you think?"

Everyone pondered.

An Qingli said: "Ask him himself, and we will make a decision."

A few people nodded, that's all they can do now.

An Baichang was lying in bed, and the seven big men surrounded him again, showing concern in their eyes.

An Qingli informed An Baichang of the result of the discussion between several people.

"Really...really want to cut my soul?" An Bochang trembled.

For those who cultivate the Tao, the spirit and soul will be so painful that they will have to live for hundreds of years, let alone a piece of the spirit will be dug out.

An Qingli said: "The foreign body is like a maggot attached to the bone, if you can't peel it off by yourself, we have no choice but to do this."

"Is it okay not to cut it?" An Baichang felt cold all over.

An Qingli nodded and said, "Yes. And on balance, it's a good thing not to do anything."

An Baichang's wrinkled face shook violently a few times, looking at the rare gathering of seven big men in front of him, he seemed to have made a big decision.

"Still... let's cut it..." An Baichang looked at An Qingli especially, "Call An Shaoyi, and protect my life at the critical moment. In addition, the coffin for nourishing the soul, the space inside, Make it as spacious as possible. I am most afraid of being detained, so I must be allowed to roll over."

An Qingli nodded in response.

An Shaoyi received the summons, and with the help of Yuanguang technique, he went to the Shendan Mansion.

Shangshan accompanied An Shaoyi and came together.

"This is?" Alchemy Que Yao cast a displeased glance at Shangshan.

An Qingli shook her hands and said, "Go back to Master, I am a Taoist companion."

Danzun Que Yao shook his sleeves and snorted: "Stay outside the mansion."

Mu Sheng also said: "Don't obstruct your master's eyes."

Shangshan glanced at An Qingli.

An Qingli took Shan Shan out of the mansion first, and found a place for him, saying: "I said before, you are the lingering echo in their hearts."

Shangshan said with a smile: "I thought An Shaoyi was there, and it would be able to ward off some prejudice."

An Qingli smiled and said, "Patriarch Shaoyi was not targeted because of his contribution to protecting Que Yao's ancestor before. You came at the right time. They are busy treating Patriarch Baichang at this time, so they don't have much energy to pay attention to you."

Shangshan squeezed An Qingli's palm, and the two first talked about An Baichang's curse, then about Feng Yin, and then about the lower realm.

When talking about things in the lower realm, it is inevitable to talk about Qi Che, Qi Min, Qi Gao and other old people.

Except for Qi Wu, those old men are still in the lower realm, and counting the time, their lifespan will also be exhausted.

An Qingli has the ability to arrest Feng Yin's soul, and she also has the ability to arrest the souls of those people.

Help those people go to heaven?

Shangshan also shook his head, not to suffer the backlash of heaven for those people.

If Tiandao is so easy to deceive, then with An Qingli's ability, he can completely move the entire Tian Yunzong and the entire An family to the upper realm.

Shangshan has never been so kind.

As for Master Qi Che's patriarch, Shang Shan, who studied under the national teacher, also told Qi Che an excellent place to practice in a dream.

Qi Che was broad-minded, and brought some old friends with him, and went to practice there in no time.

Anyway, we can either die of old age together, or fight against Lei Feisheng together, and do our best to obey the destiny.

The soul-raising coffin specified by An Baichang had already been built overnight.

"Well, it's spacious enough!"

An Bochang was very satisfied, turned over in his clothes a few times, and then fell on his back in a well-behaved manner.

"Shaoyi, Qingli." An Baichang calmly ordered the funeral, "If I wake up suddenly in the middle of nourishing my soul, and I am in pain, shouting 'Punch me to death'. Then you must not beat me Die, just knock me out, you have to know, the more violent I say, the more I don't want to die in my heart."

An Qingli nodded and said: "Remember. And I will prepare two more soul-raising coffins for you."

An Baichang said: "It's still a girl who is caring."

An Shaoyi smiled and said: "Then you lie down, we are about to start. Life and death are fate, I hope your great luck can keep you from dying and not being crazy."

An Baichang looked at the sky with empty eyes, and prayed loudly: "My great luck, plus Qingli's luck, should be fine. Dumb, bless your husband..."

A medical fairy came out.

With a wave of his sleeve, several golden needles sewn the blood in An Baichang's whole body.

An Bochang was covered in golden needles, lying motionless in the coffin.

An Qingli stepped on the altar, pinched a formula with her fingers, and said: "The soul comes!"

This "soul coming" is also a kind of summoning technique.

In the early days of Cai Xianjun An Qingli, he needed the help of an altar to summon souls from the lower realms. When his cultivation level improved, he could control countless lives and deaths with a single "soul coming".

The sound penetrated thousands of miles, found Feng Yin's location, and forcibly arrested Feng Yin's soul in the upper realm.

Ever since Feng Yin was imprisoned last time, she has been waiting for the next time.

Thinking about it afterwards, the more I thought about it, the more I felt it was An Qingli.

It's An Qingli!

An old acquaintance, maybe she can get some shortcut to becoming a fairy from her!

If An Qingli directly dumped a Feisheng Pill, she would be very happy in return.

Feng Yin's soul passed through layers of clouds and came to the coffin again.

This time it was not a crystal coffin, but a black coffin for nourishing the soul. As soon as he got close to the black coffin, he felt a steady stream of ghost power.

There was a person lying in the coffin, and it was a poor person covered with needles.

"An Qingli, is this you?" Feng Yin asked very seriously.

An Qingli was already an immortal from the upper realm, so it was reasonable for her to change her appearance and tell a few lies on purpose for the sake of face.

As for the soul, it was originally a foggy mass, with roughly the outline of a human being, and it was difficult to distinguish between male and female.

"No, it's common for you to lie, but I'm not." An Qingli said seriously, "I'm going to cut my soul next, and I need you to point out the exact location of the foreign object."

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