Muyan stood up from in front of the harp and stretched.

Lin Shaomin still had tears on her face, but her smile was brighter than the sun.

She took two steps forward and knelt in front of Muyan, her washed almond eyes as bright as stars: "Master Jun, why are you...how are you so powerful! Is there anyone else in this world who can't do it?"

Father Lin and Mother Lin also stumbled over and were about to kneel down as soon as their knees bent.

Muyan quickly stretched out her hand and flicked it gently.

The spiritual power surged and turned into a stream of air, directly dragging the bodies of Father Lin, Mother Lin and Lin Shaomin up.

Seeing that Lin's parents were full of guilt and blushing, and couldn't say a word for a long time, she couldn't help but smile: "You don't have to worry about it. It's human nature to be worried and scared in the situation just now."

Tears welled up in Mother Lin's eyes. She trembled and asked, "Has my son's illness really been cured?"

"Mom, what are you talking about!" Lin Shaocong grabbed Lin's mother and said anxiously: "Of course Lord Jun cured me, is there anyone who knows my body better than me? Didn't you realize that my cultivation has already

Once you reach the Golden Elixir Dzogchen, will you be able to break through the Nascent Soul stage soon?"

Wow——!!

Before Mother Lin had time to react, the entire Qingye Palace exploded.

Especially the middle-aged man whose condition was exposed by Muyan before, his face was full of shock, and his two limbs were trembling.

Because no one knows better than him that when his meridian atrophy was cured by the Holy Aunt a few years ago, his condition was definitely not as good as that of Lin Shaocong.

He can now walk and use his spiritual power.

But his original cultivation level has dropped a lot.

At that time, he felt that he was lucky to be able to save his life, so he thanked Mu Lege profusely.

But now, looking at Lin Shaocong's free and easy appearance, I feel mixed feelings and unspeakable fear in my heart.

Could it be... could it be that, as the girl said, he was not suffering from meridian atrophy, and the next time he got sick, it would be his death?

The middle-aged man unconsciously staggered towards Muyan, "Girl, you, what you just said is true?"

Muyan Suoran: "If you don't believe it, then just think it's a lie."

The more careless her attitude became, the more fear filled the middle-aged man's heart.

"Will I really get sick again? Next time I get sick, will I...will I die?"

Muyan looked at him quietly without saying anything.

"Please, girl, save my life!" The middle-aged man could no longer suppress the fear in his heart and fell to his knees with a thud.

As he spoke, he pulled off the Qiankun bag from his waist with shaking hands and took out all the treasures inside.

"As long as the girl can make me recover like Lin Shaocong, no, as long as the girl can save my life, these are all yours."

Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but gasp.

"Thousand-year warm jade, ten-thousand-year mysterious wood, blood spirit grass...hiss, each one is worth more than ten thousand crystals. Who is this person?"

"You don't even know him? That's Ni Baichuan, the son of Elder Ni of our tribe."

"The Ni family is famously wealthy in the entire Horton tribe, and they give tons of generous gifts to Mule Pavilion and the clan leader every year. Now, this Master Ni wants to give all the offerings originally given to Mule Pavilion to this outsider.

A woman?"

"Oh, after all, life is at stake! Even the saint aunt of Mule Pavilion couldn't cure the disease, but this woman has cured it."

Muyan didn't want to talk to Ni Baichuan.
Chapter completed!