"It's hard to do. It's a wound. The road is ruthless and the will of heaven is like a knife. It's heaven that wants him to die. How can he escape?"

The tone of the string is very dignified. The doctor can treat only skin and flesh injuries. The injuries caused by the avenue of heaven and earth can be said to have no solution.

"As an outsider, he should be well aware of his own situation. If he had left this continent earlier, he would not have become what he is now. He was killing himself by forcibly staying here. You know, our Qinglian continent is different from any continent in the 3000 spiritual realm. This is the source of all souls."

"They said they were leaving before, but he appeared in the soul world..."

Feng Qianwei's heart is full of doubts. Why didn't he leave in time?

Is there anything in the soul world more important than his life?

Looking at him now on the verge of fragmentation, she was really a little flustered. She has seen all kinds of patients and has always been calm and calm, but at this moment, she can't suppress the panic at the bottom of her heart.

She was afraid that she was unable to return to heaven and that she could not save him.

The fear came so suddenly that her fingers clung tightly and didn't want to show it.

She is used to keeping her emotions quiet. Even if there is no one else here, she still tries to keep her appearance calm.

"Don't talk about those useless things, just tell me, is there any way?"

All Feng Qianwei's previous medical knowledge is useless now.

How can she fight with heaven when she is a physical child?

"There's no way."

The string hesitated for a moment and finally replied.

"Can't you even help it?"

Feng Qianwei's heart seems to be suddenly evacuated. She doesn't know why she is used to seeing her in life and death. It will be so painful at this moment.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm her heart, but her body was still trembling slightly.

She never thought there would be such a scene. The guy who laughed and scolded with her not long ago was as quiet as dead at this moment.

"I'm just a little spirit, not the goddess of creation. Where is omnipotent? Master, you flatter me too much."

Xian also has to admit that his ability is limited. Even if he is the spirit of the first holy instrument, he is only an instrument spirit after all.

"Master, he can't last long. After all, he's not from this world. He doesn't have the original power here. If it wasn't for the holy ware to protect him, his situation would be worse. He can't even maintain his current situation."

"Original power! Is it the power of lotus soul?"

Feng Qianwei asked immediately.

"Yes, except for the aborigines of this continent, outsiders have no power of lotus soul."

The string replied positively.

"He didn't, but I did. I can give him the power of my lotus soul!"

The purple lotus rose in the palm of Feng Qianwei's hand and poured the power of his lotus soul into his body.

The power of the lotus soul was like a spring moistening his dry body and wrapping his whole body.

With the influx of lotus soul power, the crack on his body gradually disappeared. Feng Qianwei's eyes brightened, but before she was happy, the power of her lotus soul subsided. It was like sand that could not be held by the palm of his hand. It flowed away between his fingers, and the road injury on his body appeared again.

"Master, it's useless to do this. Your strength is incompatible with him. You can only stay for a short time and can't hold on until you heal the Taoist wound. Your lotus soul power can only be forced to be multidimensional for a period of time, not a long-term plan."

The string said.

"Even if it's not a long-term plan, he can earn as long as he can live one more moment."

Feng Qianwei's eyes are firm.