Over the years, he didn't know how much effort and training resources he had spent on Duanmu Qingming. Even Yutian Dunzhu, the ancestral treasure of Jianding clan, had been handed to him in advance. If it wasn't for Duanmu Qingming's lack of age and strength, he would have liked to pass it on to him directly. Duanmu Qingming was hurt like this. How could he not be angry?

However, Duanmu Qingming has not yet woken up. There is no news from several disciples of Jianding sect who accompany him on a journey. It is estimated that they are more or less dangerous. He doesn't know who killed them.

"Master Du, I don't want to embarrass you for Qingming's injury. I just want you to wake him up and let me know who killed him!" Stabilizing his mind, Qi zongwang said to master Du.

"Lao Jiu just gave him a Xuanyou emperor's elixir, and used the ancestral Yama resurrection needle to dredge his channels and gather his spirit. If he could wake up, he would wake up in a moment. If he couldn't wake up, he really had nothing to do." Said master Du.

As soon as the words fell, Duanmu Qingming heard a murmur in his mouth, and his fingers moved.

"Qingming!" Qi zongwang took Duanmu Qingming's hand and cried excitedly.

"Ah, Gu Fenghua... Don't kill me, don't kill me. I'm wrong. I know I'm wrong. Please spare me a dog's life." Duanmu Qingming opened his eyes and saw his master, but as if he had seen a ghost, he suddenly retracted his palm and curled up in a ball, trembling, sending out a howl of panic.

"Qingming, I'm Shifu. I'm Shifu." Qi zongwang didn't know what Duanmu Qingming had gone through. He was so scared that he felt sad and tears appeared in his eyes.

"Gu Fenghua, don't kill me. Please don't kill me. I know I'm wrong. I shouldn't fall in love with you. I shouldn't collude with Jiang Chengye. I shouldn't ask someone to kill you. It's all my fault. It's my fault." Duanmu Qingming seems to have heard nothing, still curled up in a ball, slapping himself in the face, crying and pleading.

"Qingming!" Seeing his terrified appearance, Qi zongwang was heartbroken and roared.

I thought Duanmu Qingming was frightened. He just woke up in a state of confusion. His roar contained Holy Spirit, which could wake him up. Who knew Duanmu Qingming's face changed when he heard the roar, and he uttered a shrill Scream: "Gu Fenghua, don't, don't kill... Er..." then he turned his eyes and fainted.

It was quiet again in the wing room, like death.

"Master Du, what's the matter?" Qi zongwang managed to suppress his grief and asked master Du.

"It's too much fright and the spirit is injured. Even if it can be saved, it's hard to recover." Master Du sighed and said.

"That is to say, he can only be so crazy all his life?" Asked Qi zongwang.

"If you are willing to take medicine, you may be able to wake up, but even if you wake up, you are sometimes awake and sometimes insane, and you can't be stimulated any more, you can't be overjoyed, you can't be sad, you can't be angry, you can't be sad. But if you hurt me like this, you will wake up completely, and... "Master Du hesitated for a moment, and said honestly.

The young master of Jianding sect, the future master, has fallen to such a situation. He can't bear to see it, but he can't help it. The higher the cultivation, the stronger the spirit. But once the spirit is injured, the more difficult it is to cure.