6636. Chapter 6636 White Soul-Transforming Pill 2

Sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at Li Mengjie who was still in a coma, Leng Xuan could not help but show a trace of heartache in his eyes. Tomorrow is a crucial day for both him and Li Mengjie. If it fails, it will mean the end of Li Mengjie's life. When he was with Ling Xuejiu just now, he said he was very confident, but in fact, he was not very sure. Recalling his past acquaintance with Li Mengjie and every detail between the two, Leng Xuan couldn't help but sigh.

After a while, the bedroom door was pushed open, and a gray-haired old man walked in from the outside. The old man came to Leng Xuan and asked in a low voice: "Why are you looking for me?" Leng Xuan raised his head and said: "Old Xiang, there is something I want to ask you." Xiang Liming nodded and said: "You said Well, as long as I can do it, I will do my best." Leng Xuan nodded, then whispered a few words into Xiang Liming's ear. After listening, Xiang Liming frowned and asked: "Are you sure you want to do this?" Leng Xuan responded: "I don't want to place all my hopes on others. Mr. Xiang, tell me honestly, what I just said Can you do that?"

Xiang Liming hesitated for a moment and said: "The problem shouldn't be big. However, I'm worried that it will damage her body." Leng Xuan said: "She is like this now, why do she still worry so much. Xiang Lao, remember "Don't tell anyone else about this." Xiang Liming looked at him and said seriously: "Boy, this is not a joke. Are you sure you want to do this?"

Leng Xuan nodded and said: "I have decided, let's do it."

Hearing this, Xiang Ming sighed softly and said, "Okay, you go out first."

The next day was also Ji Wuming's limited time.

Early in the morning, everyone gathered together in the main hall of Jiutian Holy Palace, waiting for Ji Wuming to appear. There were more than a dozen people in the hall, including Leng Xuan, Ling Xuejiu, Yao Wang, Xiang Liming, and Jiang Yulong. However, no one spoke, and the atmosphere seemed very depressing. In line with everyone's mood, dark clouds were rolling in the sky, as if they would come down at any time. As time passed, Ling Xuejiu finally couldn't help it and asked, "Why haven't you come yet?" Leng Xuan said, "Don't worry, he won't break his promise." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a member of the Nine Heavens Holy Palace The disciple hurriedly rushed into the hall and reported: "Holy girl, there is someone outside asking to see you, and the person claims to be Ji Wuming."

Ling Xuejiu hurriedly said: "Hurry up and invite him in." After a while, Ji Wuming was sent into the hall by two disciples of the Nine Heavens Holy Palace. In addition to Ji Wuming, everyone noticed that there was an old man with a skinny appearance next to Ji Wuming. The old man's figure was so thin that it was as if a breeze could blow him down. Such an old man would not have attracted much attention originally. However, Ji Wuming supported the old man and looked very respectful. As a result, everyone couldn't help but ignore the old man. Leng Xuan suddenly thought about it and immediately thought of a possibility. He quickly stood up and offered his hands to the old man: "Senior Ji, is this old man your master?" After hearing this, everyone's expressions changed and they stood up from their seats. Come. If Leng Xuan's guess about the old man's identity was correct, then they all should be treated as juniors.