Chapter 230

In the chamber of secrets, the red pile of Shizhang sits in the Qingxin array, while Mo Li, Su ranxue and Mo Zhiyin sit in three directions, forming horns with each other, encircling Shizhang.

As for how to treat the wounds in the spirits of the seven elders in Blackstone Valley, the three people finally decided on the plan after many discussions.

The soul is the foundation of a warrior, and it is also the most mysterious unknown world of the human body. To treat the trauma in the soul, relying solely on traditional medicine is a fool's dream.

Mo Li, the three of them have their own excellent means of healing and recovery. It goes without saying that Su ranxue's medical skills are not only in Mo Li's circle, but also in Jiufeng city and the whole northern mainland. Mo Li has his own dragon rhyme and spring of withered wood, and Mo Zhiyin's Requiem is a skill against heaven that can go straight into the depths of human soul.

The means of the three are different. They want to treat the seven elders' injuries alone, but they are not sure. The best way is to do it together. Only in this way can we truly cure the stubborn diseases in the souls of the seven elders.

Each other will adjust the state to the best, the first of the three is mo Zhiyin.

The dark Guqin with ordinary appearance is lying quietly on the tea table. With Mo Zhiyin's slender fingers on the string, the melodious melody slowly penetrates Mo Li's ears.

Su ranxue and Shi Zhang can't help but have some doubts. They clearly see Mo Zhiyin's fluctuating strings, and even with the actions of the girl's hands, there are silver energy jumping on the strings, but they don't hear a sound.

Two people's hearts came up with the same idea: is this a dumb piano?

The familiar melody reminds Mo Li of the beautiful encounter on Wuyou cliff. They look at each other as if they have a heart, and laugh quietly.

With the playing of Requiem gradually entering the Gao tide, the energy fluctuation on the heartbroken harp becomes more and more intense. Finally, under the control of Mo Zhiyin, the Milky energy slowly flows from Shi Zhang's eyebrows into the sea of knowledge.

"Master, keep your mind calm and keep your heart empty!"

Mo Li looks at Shi Zhang as if he is a little nervous. He opens his mouth to remind him.

After seeing the strong wind and waves, Shi Zhang quickly gathered his mind.

Yes, it's just excitement!

Although he can't hear the sound of Qin, with the soft energy of Guqin disappearing into the sea of consciousness, Shi Zhang clearly feels the deep-rooted fire poison in his soul: "elder, did fire poison fight back?"

Mo Li has been staring at the movement of Shi Zhang, the latter's face changes naturally can not escape his eyes.

Shi Zhang did not answer, but nodded slightly.

Sure enough!

Mo Li knows that under the influence of Requiem, the fire poison in Shizhang Zhihai will never wait to die. The soul is a mysterious small world, where there is the existence of human ideology. Fire poison has long occupied the sea of knowledge, and it will produce its own consciousness under the influence. Although it is not sound and has no thinking, it will have an instinctive response in the face of crisis.

As early as in the side ready for Su ranxue finally shot.

When discussing the healing process before, several people carefully analyzed the possible unexpected situations, and the present situation is one of them.

Su ranxue's white wrist stretches out the cuff, and the ten thousand year old black ice needles will dance and jump on the slender fingers. Then Su ranxue will wrap them with war air and shoot them to several big holes on Shi Zhang's head.

Under the control of Su ranxue, the ice needles slowly rotate on the top of Shizhang's head, and under the flowing of the Milky air, the seven ice needles connect the city according to the specific track, and the ice needles in the center of eyebrows are even more glowing with a trace of cyan.

"In the middle of the brow!"

Su ranxue took a long breath, controlling the ice needle and nodding to Mo Li.

The jiuzhuan resurrection needle of Yizong has the function of changing life against the heaven. Su ranxue now uses it not to help Shizhang suppress fire poison, but to open a channel for Mo Li, a channel for you long who tries to find a way to use it in Shizhang Zhihai.

With the help of Su ranxue, Mo Li also runs youlongjue in a hurry. The majestic wood property flows around his body, and then he enters from the eyebrow of Shizhang.

Under the cooperation of the three, Shi Zhang's pale face gradually improved, and his breath finally stabilized again.

On the other hand, all the people in wanbaoge are very busy.

With the business on the right track, the pace of development of Marlborough is also slowly speeding up. Now, once again, we have to solve the problem of shortage of manpower.

With the popularity of Mo Li and wanbaoge in Jiufeng City, as soon as the news of wanbaoge's recruitment came out, many people naturally came to hear it. They were sifted layer by layer, which was very busy for Prince Lun.

Mo Li, Su ranxue and Mo Zhiyin are busy helping the elder of Blackstone Valley to heal. Hua Feifei is also closed to seek a breakthrough in the small realm. Yesanshao has never appeared in public because he is worried that his appearance will expose the relationship between the Beitang family and Mo Li's secret cooperation. In this way, there are really few people around Prince Lun, which is a bit lonely.

Fortunately, under Mo Li's arrangement, Junxin began to try to get in touch with the business management of wanbaoge. Although Yanqi's head is not particularly smart, they are relatively safe in doing things, which makes Wang zilun not overwhelmed by the current pile of things.

This time, Yanqi was in charge of recruiting some low-level employees. Wang zilun, the man in charge of the business, confidently and boldly handed them over to Junxin. He was personally responsible for the most important selection, the recruitment of military guards.

The selection went on for a long time. It's a good thing for the lower level staff to say that for Prince Lun, who has always been cautious, the recruitment work is too slow. After many layers of investigation, there are only less than ten people who have signed up. This shows how cautious Prince Lun is.

After busy is ready to go back to the room to rest for a while, Jun Xin led a few strange faces to the front hall.

"Brother zilun, these are the managers I selected. Let's see if they can do it."

Jun Xin's heart is a little uneasy.

Although she has learned a lot from Prince Lun during this period, and her cultivation has made great progress with the help of Su ranxue and Mo Zhiyin, the most important thing she lacks now is self-confidence.

Hearing Jun Xin's words, Prince Lun nodded, put down his tea cup and slowly looked up at the five figures standing behind Jun Xin.