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"Master..."
Baili Dongjun shouted with difficulty.
Li Changsheng instantly appeared in front of Baili Dongjun, his brows furrowed.
He hadn't expected that group of people would act so quickly and so viciously.
Even if he didn't stop for a moment, he still couldn't catch up.
Fortunately, we made it in time at the last minute.
Li Changsheng placed his palm on Baili Dongjun's chest and channeled a wisp of true energy into him.
"broken!"
Li Changsheng's expression froze, and his heart suddenly trembled.
"What a vicious method!"
"How is the situation?" Luo Shui asked in a deep voice as she arrived late.
Li Changsheng sighed and said slowly, "Let's talk about it later. Saving people is the priority. Luoshui, go and save the others first."
"Okay!" Luo Shui nodded and immediately turned to leave.
the next day.
Inside the Zhenxi Marquis's residence.
Baili Dongjun lay on the bed, his face pale and his breath weak.
"How do you feel?" Li Changsheng asked.
Baili Dongjun shook his head weakly: "I feel terrible. I can't feel a trace of true energy flowing in my body."
“Your internal energy has completely dissipated,” Li Changsheng sighed.
Baili Dongjun wasn't particularly surprised; he simply nodded and said, "I guessed it. How is Grandpa?"
Baili Chengfeng, Wen Luoyu, and Luoshui all stood to the side, silent.
Li Changsheng shook his head slightly: "The situation is not optimistic either. The old man is already old, and this injury is extremely serious. I don't know when he will wake up."
Baili Dongjun took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his emotions.
The atmosphere in the room was heavy at this moment.
a long time.
Baili Dongjun asked again, "Is there really no other way?"
Li Changsheng said with a hint of apology, "We can only leave it to fate."
"I understand. Thank you anyway, Master." Baili Dongjun struggled to stand up. "I want to go see Grandpa."
"Given your current condition, you cannot get up for the time being," Li Changsheng said in a deep voice.
Baili Dongjun tried it, and sure enough, every time he tried to stand up, his whole body went limp and he had no strength to support himself.
He slumped back down, dejected: "It's all my fault..."
Li Changsheng shook his head: "You are not wrong."
"If only I were strong enough," Baili Dongjun clenched his fists tightly. "That way, no one would get hurt, and no one would dare to bully the Zhenxi Marquis's mansion!"
Wen Luoyu gently patted Dongjun's head, her heart aching: "You're still young, you don't need to worry about these things..."
Baili Dongjun, however, firmly stated, "This is my responsibility; everything started because of me!"
Wen Luoyu sighed.
She is the eldest daughter of the Wen family, a top-tier family specializing in poisons, on par with the Tang Clan.
She knew the poisons used by the Tang Clan all too well.
It is the most insidious poison, capable of directly crippling a person's cultivation.
Moreover, there is no antidote for this poison.
Even if there is an antidote, once the internal energy is gone, it is gone forever, scattered into the void, with no possibility of recovery.
Wen Luoyu asked gravely, "Mr. Li, you are a god-like figure, surely you must have a solution?"
Li Changsheng did not respond. After a moment of silence, he shook his head and said, "No, I have no way."
He himself once relied on the poison of the Tang Clan to help him get rid of his Great Chun Gong.
It's easy to imagine how terrifying the poison of the Tang Clan is.
Baili Dongjun gave a wry smile, as if he had already guessed it.
"How about the Herbal King Xin Baicao? Perhaps we can try going to Herbal King Valley?" Wen Luoyu asked.
“Xin Baicao’s medical skills are indeed unparalleled, but Dongjun’s injuries cannot be healed by medical skills alone. His true energy was instantly depleted, and his inner sea must have suffered extremely serious damage. Someone must help him rebuild his inner sea before he can embark on the path of cultivation again,” Baili Chengfeng sighed. “What a pity. In the world today, I have never seen anyone with this ability.”
“Mr. Li could do it in the old school, but he can’t now.” Li Changsheng shook his head.
He lost this ability after he relinquished the Great Chun Gong.
"However, I know someone who should be able to do it."
Li Changsheng suddenly said.
"Who?" Baili Dongjun asked.
"Mo Yi," Li Changsheng said slowly.
Wen Luoyu frowned slightly, as if she had never heard of this name before.
Baili Dongjun seemed to be deep in thought: "Many years ago, I traveled to Lihai and I went to that place and saw that master and disciple." Suddenly, a light ignited in Baili Dongjun's dim eyes: "Mo Yi must have that ability."
Upon hearing this, a glimmer of hope welled up in everyone's hearts.
Li Changsheng nodded and said, "There's no time to lose, I'll personally take you to Penglai Island."
Then, Li Changsheng paused and asked, "Dongjun, as we are about to part, I have a question for you."
Baili Dongjun lowered his head and said, "Master, please speak."
Li Changsheng asked, "What will you do when your power is restored to 1.9?"
"Naturally, we must protect the Zhenxi Marquis's residence and avenge him!" Baili Dongjun said in a deep voice.
"What if revenge causes chaos in the world? What will you do then?"
“This world is already rotten to the core. What would happen if it became even more chaotic?” Baili Dongjun retorted.
Li Changsheng remained silent for a moment, then said solemnly, "Dongjun, you must not follow in Ye Dingzhi's footsteps."
“I understand, Master.” Baili Dongjun nodded.
However, it was precisely the question that Master asked.
But this suddenly made Baili Dongjun realize that one must have sufficient strength in this world!
Only with sufficient strength can one prevent something from becoming a regret when it is about to happen.
If Master fails to make it this time, what will become of the entire Zhenxi Marquis's mansion?
Master can save the Zhenxi Marquis's Mansion once, but he cannot save it every time.
perhaps......
Yun Ge's choice was the most correct one!
How can one protect everything without succumbing to demonic influence?
These thoughts flashed through Baili Dongjun's mind.
.......
"Dongjun..."
Wen Luoyu watched Baili Dongjun leave with Li Changsheng, her expression worried, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Don't worry, with him here, Dongjun will be fine," Luoshui reassured him.
Li Changsheng took Baili Dongjun to Penglai, while she waited at the Zhenxi Marquis's residence to prevent anyone from attacking it again.
Chapter 54 Yi Wenjun as the furnace! Refining! Demonic arts perfected!
A vast ocean, a sky full of stars.
Baili Dongjun raised his head and looked eastward, searching for that auspicious star among the countless stars in the sky.
A long, narrow ship, resembling a longbow, was moored there. The sea, which was only three miles away, appeared perfectly calm at first glance, but in reality, it was turbulent beneath the surface.
"Beyond that lies the Void, a place not even mentioned in the records of the Northern Seas, where countless large ships have sunk beneath its dark currents. Many emperors throughout history have tried to cross this sea to see if there were any vast lands beyond the Void. But none of them have ever succeeded," Baili Dongjun murmured softly.
It floated for a few more moments.
Li Changsheng slowly stood up and said softly, "An old friend has come."
Baili Dongjun hurriedly stepped forward, only to see a small boat emerging from the mist. A tall figure could be vaguely seen standing on the boat, wielding a long oar. The boat moved swiftly, and in no time, it passed through the mist and arrived in front of them.
"Old Yuan!" Baili Dongjun waved vigorously down as if he had seen a familiar face.
The monkey put down its long oar, but seemed quite happy. It howled at Baili Dongjun a few times, then stretched out a paw and waved it in its direction, as if signaling Baili Dongjun to get down.
Baili Dongjun hurriedly got up, wanting to step onto the small boat, but because he had no true energy left, he could only move his body slowly like a tortoise. It took him a great deal of effort to finally reach the small boat.
Li Changsheng, on the other hand, walked on air and slowly stood on the small boat, his figure graceful and elegant.
Upon seeing an old acquaintance he hadn't seen in a long time, the monkey excitedly patted Baili Dongjun, nearly knocking him off the small boat. Fortunately, Li Changsheng smiled faintly and used his inner strength to pull Baili Dongjun back.
The old ape seemed quite confused by this scene and let out a few low howls.
Baili Dongjun said with a wry smile, "Old ape, things are different now than before. That palm strike you just delivered almost killed me."
The ape's expression also turned serious. With a sudden swing of its long oar, it plunged into the dark current.
The monkey walked upright, its oarsmanship light and skillful, rivaling that of ordinary boatmen, and its face clearly showed its emotions.
Despite this miraculous scene, Baili Dongjun found it completely unsurprising.
On Penglai Island, which he had visited before, this old ape was not unusual; there were many other strange creatures as well.
However, Old Ape was the most powerful one. If he were in Beili, even an ordinary Vajra Realm cultivator would probably be no match for Old Ape.
When we emerged from the mist, it was already morning.
A huge island appeared before them, with towering trees and the sounds of birds and beasts. Several high mountains were on the island, their peaks shrouded in mist, resembling a mountain paradise.
"This is the void beyond Three Serpent Island. This island is called Penglai. Buddhas often come to worship here, and immortals come to pay homage." Although this was not Baili Dongjun's first time here, he was still moved when he saw this scene again.
"Huh?! What a rare guest!" an old voice rang out.
The ape stopped the boat at the shore, bowed slightly to the person on the shore, and then immediately left.
Baili Dongjun also stepped off the ship and bowed to the man, saying, "Sect Leader Qingfeng."
The man on the shore was dressed in a white robe, with white hair and beard, but no wrinkles on his face. He had an air of otherworldly grace in his every move, and he really looked just like an old immortal in a Northern New Year painting.
Li Changsheng slowly disembarked from the boat and said with a faint smile, "Long time no see, Daoist Qingfeng."
"Didn't you tell Mo Yi a while ago that you were going on a long journey? And you asked Mo Yi to take good care of your disciple?" the old Taoist priest said with a smile. "Why are you here with me now?"
The old Taoist priest then looked at Baili Dongjun and said, "I am no longer the sect leader. I have been away from Huanglong Mountain for a long time."
Li Changsheng sighed slightly and said, "Something unexpected happened, so I had to turn back halfway."
"Oh?" The old Taoist priest's expression hardened, and then, as if sensing something, he suddenly looked at Baili Dongjun and said, "You seem to be injured."
"Yes," Baili Dongjun nodded.
A breeze blew by.
The old Taoist priest was already standing beside Baili Dongjun, and gently placed his hand on his shoulder: "He is badly injured. He has no internal energy left."
Baili Dongjun shrugged: "It was completely sucked clean."
The old Taoist priest lowered his hand and said in a deep voice, "I can't cure it, but perhaps Mo Yi can give it a try."
Li Changsheng was not surprised.
The loss of inner strength is no different from the restoration of flesh and blood from the dead, but he and Daoist Qingfeng are merely mortals with slightly greater strength, so naturally they cannot do it.