No matter how Li Chong explained or said it, even if the tongue bloomed with lotus flowers, no matter how clever the tongue was, this old man gave people a feeling of hiding evil intentions, so malicious, sweet-mouthed and a sword-wrenching.

However, at this time, Zhang Jingxiu could no longer care about so much and could not pay attention to these things.

Zhang Jingxiu didn't say anything, but nodded slightly. This unusual behavior made Qin Liangyu fall down as if he was struck by lightning, and his eyes became dull. He stared at the ground in a daze, his lips moved slightly, and he muttered to himself, not knowing what to say.

"Fellow Taoist Qin, don't be discouraged. Although the Taoist injury is serious, it is not an incurable disease. There is still a possibility of cure."

Li Chong spoke again and said softly, which made Qin Liangyu's eyes lit up. He seemed to have caught the last straw of life-saving, and rekindled a hint of hope. He looked up suddenly, with a faint excitement on his face, and asked in a trembling voice: "Old sir, are you really saying it? Is the Taoist wound really healable?"

It has to be said that although Li Chong's words are full of temptation and Qin Liangyu is unwilling to accept the fact that he is injured by the Tao, he still has a little rationality and does not fully believe in Li Chong.

“It can indeed be cured—”

The answer to Qin Liangyu was not Li Chong, but Zhang Jingxiu with a solemn expression.

Seeing Qin Liangyu's happy gaze, Zhang Jingxiu was not relaxed at all. Instead, he became more and more heavy. The education he received since childhood made Zhang Jingxiu very reluctant to lie. He also knew one truth. If he blindly concealed it, it would not only not solve the problem, but also intensify the conflict.

After all, Qin Liangyu will sooner or later know the truth!

At that time, the biggest possibility is not that Qin Liangyu is grateful to herself, but that he has resentment because of concealment.

A lie of kindness, the so-called kindness, is a relative concept. It is good intention to one person, but it is not necessarily good intention to another person. Sometimes, for some people, lies are more hated than good intentions.

Because, compared to others, for these people, they care more about the truth of the matter.

Obviously, with this attitude, Zhang Jingxiu affirmed Li Chong's statement and changed his mind and chose to tell Qin Liangyu the truth directly.

"However, Xiaoyu, if you want to heal the Dao wounds on your body, you will at least be spiritual herbs and fruits that are tens of thousands of years old, or find a blessing in the cave world and nourish your body with rich spiritual energy. The minimum standard for the cave world is that the rich spiritual energy can form spiritual water, and the rich spiritual energy exists in the cave world in a liquid form. Judging from the current situation in the cultivation world, there is probably no such place..."

At this time, the dilapidated temple was very quiet, only Zhang Jingxiu's voice echoed slowly. Li Chong, who seemed to be old, had a little bit of light flashing in his slightly narrowed turbid eyes.

Li Chong was very surprised that this young man, who was a young man, knew so much, and he knew how to treat Taoist injuries.

Even Li Chong, who lived for nearly a hundred years and knew how to treat Taoist injuries, was accidentally learned about it on a stone carving in the forbidden area in his early years.

Of course, what surprised Li Chong even more was that Zhang Jingxiu was so frank and told Qin Liangyu directly the truth. Doing so would be like extinguishing the last glimmer of hope.

If Qin Liangyu can't think it through, suicide is possible.

For practitioners, they who have lost their cultivation are like waste, and they have changed from a respectable and enviable monk to a waste. The huge psychological gap can be imagined.

As he thought about it, Li Chong looked at Qin Liangyu with a faint look, wanting to see what will this little girl who is unfamiliar with the world react when she hears the truth?

However, Li Chong was surprised again. Qin Liangyu did not react in extreme extremes. He neither cried nor complained. He just lowered his head and looked silently at the ground, looking depressed and lonely.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, don't say so absolutely. The world is so big that anything can happen. Maybe there will be a miracle."

Li Chong spoke again, smiling and looking at Zhang Jingxiu casually, like a good old man, and then said meaningfully: "In today's cultivation world, such a blessing may not be found, or there is no such thing as a blessing in the world of cultivation, but the spiritual herbs and fruits that have been more than ten thousand years old cannot be said to be lacking, it can only be said to be difficult to find."

In an instant, Li Chong's words attracted everyone's attention and all looked up, but Zhang Jingxiu's brows were slightly condensed, with some doubt in his expression. He couldn't help asking: "Senior, do you know where there are spiritual fruits or spiritual herbs that have been more than ten thousand years old?"

At this moment, Lang Du seemed to have thought of something, was shocked, and a look of anxiety appeared on his face. He was about to stop him, but was interrupted by Li Chong.

"Yes, I really know such a place."

"Old clan——"

Li Chong smiled again, without Lang Du's exclamation at all, but turned cautiously: "However, I am not sure that there must be more than ten thousand years of herbs in it, but it can be said that there is a high possibility, at least more than 70%."

At this time, why didn’t Lang Du know where Li Chong was talking about?

Lang Du was anxious and completely confused by Li Chong. He was even more incomprehensible. The forbidden area was the supreme secret of the village and the foundation of the clan members. How could outsiders enter?

"Old clan, no, there is—"

Lang Du could no longer care about so much. He tried to stop him regardless of everything, but was stopped by Li Chong's majestic aura. He pushed back the words behind his mouth. To be precise, he couldn't even say them.

Immediately afterwards, Li Chong's voice transmission accompanied by anger.

"You little brat, what are you yelling? Are you still a noble person in your eyes? Are you still an old man in your eyes?"

In an instant, Lang Du was like a deflated balloon, with no trace of hideous expression, and only infinite aggrievances.

"Boy, I know what you are thinking, but I am just worried that the inheritance will be leaked, and these people will get the witchcraft in the forbidden area."

Li Chong's expression remained unchanged, and he was already quietly transmitting voices. Gradually, his tone began to become more serious.

"But, have you ever thought that the inheritance you can't get is an illusory thing. What's the use of having a forbidden land? Moreover, you should also feel that the young man should also be a cultivator, and his cultivation should be above the tenth level of Qi refining. If he is allowed to enter the forbidden land, take the lead in front and be responsible for exploring the way, our tribe members will be much safer."
Chapter completed!