Chapter 1429 Treatment

In the attic.

Xiahou Wan'er was lying flat on the couch, not knowing about her personnel, Zhou Shu and Yang Mei were standing in front of her.

Zhou Shuwen said, "Yangmei, how are you?"

Yang Mei stared at it for a while, then said softly, "Don't worry, brother, if you use my compassionate power to protect her, she won't die no matter how much turmoil she suffers, but the power of compassion can only last for two days. Left and right, if it takes a long time, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect myself."

"That's good, two days should be enough."

Zhou Shu smiled and said, "Immortal Master Miaodi praised you, saying that your power of compassion has the true meaning of sacrifice and can best protect others. No one in the Cihang Sect can match this, even if it is Fairy Yuan, They may not be able to protect her well."

"But she's so pitiful." Yang Mei frowned slightly, with a trace of sadness in her eyes, "Although she looks good, her body is full of elixirs and poisons, and there is a lot of blood in the remaining blood... That's not forgiving, it's Wei Wei. She was completely treated as an experimental product, trying various pills on her body, at least she had tried hundreds of pills, most of which were unsuccessful."

Zhou Shu nodded and sighed softly, "It's not easy to do evil."

Yang Mei was a little annoyed, "Always use innocent people to try alchemy, that Wei Shang is not worthy of being a alchemist at all."

"But he's still called the Pill King, haha."

Zhou Shu sneered, with a lot of disdain, "Good and evil are rewarded, as long as we can restore Xia Hou Wan'er, he will get retribution."

"Um."

Yang Mei nodded lightly, with a hint of worry, "Brother, her physical problems are easier to deal with, but those demons and distracting thoughts and residual souls, I am worried that Du Xindan can't completely solve them, because Du Xindan is to assist the soul to suppress She is a demon, but now she has too few souls..."

Zhou Shuwen said, "Don't worry about distracting thoughts, leave them to me. As for the demons, only I can restrain them. I can only try my best to weaken them. The main thing is to rely on her, but don't worry too much. I believe she can do it. Although her soul is small, it is strong enough, and she has been resisting all these years, but every time she is suppressed by other things, if there are only demons left, it should be fine."

"Well, Senior Brother said so, it must be all right."

Yang Mei looked at him with a smile on her face and her eyes curved, "Then let's start."

"good."

Following Zhou Shu's promise, Yang Mei, who was sitting upright, had a solemn complexion and actually emitted a faint light.

The light is colorless and invisible, but one can feel it, as soft as water and as thin as silk, and it shines on Xiahou Wan'er little by little. Soon, the soft light covers her, and penetrates into it little by little, moistening everything silently, completely covering her. Bless up.

About a quarter of an hour later, Yang Mei nodded slightly, "Brother, everything is fine here, no matter what you do, she will be fine, and she won't feel anything."

Zhou Shu seemed to think of something, "If she has pain or something, will it all be transferred to you?"

Yangmei smiled lightly, as gentle as a chrysanthemum, "Don't worry, brother, even if there is, it will be eliminated in an instant. I don't feel uncomfortable at all. Moreover, the essence of the power of compassion is to use one's own sacrifice to come to the sky. For me, it is a kind of tempering, which can make the way of compassion one step further."

Zhou Shu nodded slightly and only sighed quietly.

The way of compassion is to exchange self-sacrifice for the Dao, but if possible, he would rather Yang Mei not practice this way.

"I will as soon as possible."

Zhou Shu stared at Xiahou Wan'er, and put his hands on her body. A puff of white smoke came out and surrounded her.

"Remember, don't make a mistake in refining, the power of compassion cannot be touched."

He said it to himself, and he also said it to the demon refining pot.

The root of his treatment of Xiahou Wan'er lies in the demon refining pot, which can refine all things, as well as refining power and soul. As long as it is used properly, everything in Xiahou Wan'er's body that does not belong to her can be refined, no matter what. Is it the remnant soul, residual poison or something else.

This is the best way, and it is absolutely impossible for others to do it, but you must be extremely careful.

Soon the Demon Refining Pot responded, "I can't do it even if I want to. The power of this girl's kindness is broad and pure, and it is the real power to attain Taoism. It cannot be refined by the current me."

Zhou Shu nodded and felt relieved, although this was what he expected.

Not all the power of compassion can be called the power of Tao.

The Dao of Compassion has become a system. By practicing the Sutra of Compassion, immortals can naturally cultivate the power of Compassion, but that is not the power of the real Dao. The power of Tao becomes the real power of Tao.

Yang Mei has experienced the heart of misery, and she has really realized the Tao, and her compassionate power naturally also carries the pure power of the Tao, which is quite different from ordinary monks of the Cihang Sect.

As for the demon refining pot, it is not impossible to wipe out the power of dao, but it is obviously impossible for it to do so now.

The white smoke penetrated into Xiahou Wan'er's body little by little, everywhere.

Many residual poisons were absorbed when the white smoke passed by, and transformed into the cultivation bases of Zhou Shu and the Demon Refining Pot, remnant souls, etc., which were also inevitable.

Wash away the lead and restore its true colors.

Within a few hours, all the intruders in Xia Hou Wan'er's body were wiped out, leaving the original.

Zhou Shu breathed a sigh of relief, it was the first step, and it was only the first step.

Letting go of Shu Zhili who was imprisoned, Xia Hou Wan'er's soul immediately jumped out, looking left and right, with a lot of bewilderment.

"Xiahou Wan'er?"

"Who are you?"

"Don't ask me who I am. What you have to do now is to suppress the demons around you. Only you can do this, and I can't help you."

"good!"

Simple response, with incredible determination.

The soul turned into a golden flying sword, dashing left and right in the dark clouds, and soon, the flying sword cut through the haze, revealing a line of blue sky.

Not long after the light appeared, it was covered by thick dark clouds. The dark clouds rolled in, and it was dark and depressing. There were also countless strange and hesitant voices that followed, lingering endlessly, and it was frightening to hear.

Fei Jian didn't have a trace of fear, and plunged into the dark clouds, the sword light couldn't stop flashing.

The dark cloud showed signs of shrinking, but the flying sword also began to lose its luster, being suppressed for too long, it was not easy to make such a fierce resistance.

Feijian was dim, and when he was in despair, a colorful cloud suddenly floated out of the dark clouds, and the heavy rain fell straight down in an instant, continuously falling on Feijian.

The rain turned into rain, giving Feijian the strength to work hard again.

Feijian quickly cheered up and launched an offensive against the dark cloud again. Whenever his strength was exhausted, sweet rain would fall to replenish his strength, and Feijian's fighting spirit naturally increased greatly.

After repeating this hundreds of times, the dark clouds could no longer condense and became scattered like smoke.

But Feijian became more and more courageous as he fought, galloping vertically and horizontally, opening and closing, and suddenly, it suddenly turned into a sword light of a thousand feet, and the sword fell.

The dark clouds cleared in an instant, and the light burst forth.

Yuyu clarifies Wan Liai, there is no trace of impurity in the four fields, the flying sword stops under the colorful clouds, and turns into a spirit again.

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