Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

"Master Patriarch!" Zhan Gucheng also exclaimed.

Although he had never seen the founding patriarch in person, he did not know how many times he had seen his portrait in the Xianmen ancestral hall.That portrait was drawn by a senior elder who was best at the technique of painting in the Yuanqi Immortal Sect and had entered Taoism with it.

And the man with a stalwart figure and a resolute face in front of him is exactly the same as the founder of the ancestor in the portrait.

The Founding Patriarch is not dead, so the Founding Patriarch is not dead!Zhan Gucheng's heart trembled violently, and he instinctively withdrew his sword.

It was only then that Lu Qingli realized that although Zhan Gucheng's sword used up all the immortal energy, it was not without any reservations, and only [-]% of the spiritual consciousness condensed in the sword was actually used.

The purpose of doing this is obviously to keep her alive at the last moment.

With a thought, Lu Qingli also withdrew his sword.

Both of them stopped, but Yuan Qi was still full of anger.

"Dare to offend Master, kill... without pardon!" Repeating the same angrily, Yuan Qi took a step forward, stretched out his palm and slapped it in the air.

The power of Xianyuan came out through the body, condensing a giant palm like a substance, covering Zhangu City under it.

Half-step Mahayana, Yuan Qi who reshaped his real body turned out to be half-step Mahayana!

"Stop!" Lu Qingli shouted hastily.

Although Zhan Gucheng was able to retract his sword in time by relying on the remaining spiritual sense, his spiritual sense was far less powerful than Lu Qingli's, and the sword skills he had already made could never be retracted as freely as Lu Qingli.

The forcibly withdrawn Xianyuan power became extremely chaotic, rushing and turbulent in his body, his face turned blood red, Zifu's meridians were obviously damaged, how could he stop Yuan Qi's angry blow?
Yuan Qi's palm froze suddenly, and in mid-air, the huge Xianyuan giant palm also stopped, and then slowly disappeared.

"Yuan Qi!" Lu Qingli breathed a sigh of relief, and shouted softly.

On the opposite side, Zhan Gucheng was also relieved, looking at Yuan Qi's face that he had never seen before, but was so familiar, he was so excited that he burst into tears.

"The unworthy disciple fights in the lonely city, and meets the patriarch." He bent his knees and knelt down in front of Yuan Qi, he said with a sob.

Yuan Qi turned a blind eye to his actions.

Slowing down, he stared at Lu Qingli for a long time, and repeated in a low voice: "Master, Master..."

"Yuan Qi, what method did you use to reshape your real body?" Lu Qingli asked curiously.

Even if her cultivation was restored to the Mahayana realm, she was not sure of helping Yuan Qi reshape his real body. Even if he managed to do so, it might take thousands or even thousands of years.Yuan Qiming is only a half-step Mahayana, and it has only been less than two years since the reunion at Jinzhong Xianmen. How did he reshape his real body in such a short period of time?
Zhan Gucheng raised his head and looked at Yuan Qi with the same doubt and curiosity.

"Master, master..." Yuan Qi didn't answer Lu Qingli's question, but kept repeating these two words.Two lines of tears also welled up from his eyes.

It was only then that Lu Qingli noticed that although Yuan Qi's face was full of tears and sadness at this time, his eyes were empty and lifeless, with only a trace of clarity.

"Lord Patriarch, what's wrong with you?" Zhan Gucheng also noticed Yuan Qi's strangeness, and asked anxiously and anxiously.

Of course Yuan Qi wouldn't answer his question, he still stared at Lu Qingli with empty eyes and muttered to himself: "Master, Master."

"He just reshaped his real body, his soul hasn't recovered yet, at most he has only recovered a little bit of instinctive spiritual consciousness." Lu Qingli sighed and explained.

Based on her medical skills and experience, it was easy to see that Yuan Qi's condition was similar to that of a person suffering from the disease of losing their souls, or even more serious.

Suffering from the disease of loss of soul, he still has some thinking ability, but his mind is relatively chaotic. At this time, Yuan Qi has no thinking ability at all, only a little almost instinctive spiritual knowledge, and only remembers the closest people, or misses the most. man of.

Zhan Gucheng has lived for thousands of years, and his experience and eyesight are not bad. Hearing this, he immediately realized what was going on. The excitement and surprise on his face were swept away, and his expression was gloomy.

I thought that the return of the Patriarch would surely lead the Yuanqi Xianmen to rise strongly, and that I could finally unload the burden and go to the Nine Springs with a clear conscience to meet the ancestors of all generations, but the Patriarch has not recovered his soul and has no spiritual wisdom. If he didn't even remember, his good wishes would naturally come to nothing.

By the way, Master... She called her Master Lu Qingli!Thinking of this, Zhan Gucheng trembled all over, looking at Lu Qingli in disbelief, his mind was ups and downs like huge waves.

"Yuan Qi, go back first, and recover your soul." Lu Qingli patted Yuan Qi's shoulder, took the eight soul-gathering bells from his chest and held them in his palm.

"Yes, Master." This time, Yuan Qi finally responded.

He nodded, his figure flashed, and turned into a stream of light and returned to the eight door forbidden soul bells.

"I didn't expect there to be such a treasure in the world. I don't know if this eggplant is..." Lu Gucheng knew where Yuan Qi came from. Looking at the eight-door forbidden soul bell in Lu Qingli's hand, he couldn't help but sigh. said with emotion.

He has been famous for thousands of years, so he is well-informed, but he has never heard of such a wonderful treasure of heaven and earth in the world, which can make a half-step Mahayana living person invisible in it.

What made him even more amazed was that this natural treasure was born so strangely, it was actually an eggplant, an eggplant!I heard that in ancient times, there was a millennium of ginseng and a millennium of Polygonum multiflorum that became essence. When did eggplant become essence?
"It's called the Eight Door Forbidden Soul Bell, haven't you heard of it?" Lu Qingli gave him a contemptuous look.

Thanks to you being one of the two peak powerhouses in the world, if you deceive your master and destroy your ancestors and want to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day as your ancestors, I won’t mention you. a shame!
"Uh..." Noticing her contemptuous eyes, Zhan Gucheng blushed for a while.

Of course I have heard of the eight-door forbidden soul bell, and I have seen it with my own eyes, but you have seen someone who made the eight-door forbidden soul bell into an eggplant. This is obviously the eight-door forbidden soul eggplant, okay?
"My lord Patriarch is worthy of the heavenly book in the realm of cultivation, and even the refined celestial artifacts are so outstanding and unique." Zhan Gucheng secretly slandered in his heart, but on the surface he dared not show any disrespect, but said with admiration.

What does it mean to be outstanding and different? Is this a compliment or a scolding?Lu Qingli's face turned dark.

"The unworthy disciple, Zhan Gucheng, kowtows to Master Lige." Zhan Gucheng also realized that his praise just now was insincere. Bow down and worship.

Finally said the words Lige Patriarch, his voice trembled with excitement.