My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Over the years, he has spent countless efforts and training resources on Duanmu Qingming. Even the ancestral treasure of the Sword and Cauldron Sect, the Divine Yutian Escape Pearl, was passed to him in advance. If it weren't for Duanmu Qingming's insufficient age, , the strength is still a bit worse, he even wants to pass the ball directly to him. Duanmu Qingming was hurt like this, how could he not be angry?

However, Duanmu Qingming has not woken up yet, and there is no news from the several Jianding Sect disciples who accompanied him on the trip. It is probably more serious than bad, and he doesn't know who is responsible for the murder.

"Master Du, I won't embarrass you about Qingming's injury. I just ask you to revive him and let me know who caused the murder!" After calming down, Qi Zongwang said to Master Du.

"I just gave him a Xuanyou Emperor Spirit Pill, and used the ancestral Yama Resurrection Needle to dredge his meridians and condense his soul. If he can wake up, he will wake up in a while. If he can't wake up, there is really nothing I can do. Let’s do it.” Master Du said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sleepy whisper coming from Duanmu Qingming's mouth, and his fingers moved.

"Qingming!" Qi Zongwang grabbed Duanmu Qingming's palm and shouted excitedly.

"Ah, Gu Fenghua... don't kill me, don't kill me, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please spare my life." Duanmu Qingming opened his eyes and saw the master, but it was like seeing an evil ghost. , suddenly retracted his palms, curled up into a ball, trembled, and let out a burst of frightened wailing.

"Qingming, I am Master, I am Master." Qi Zongwang didn't know what Duanmu Qingming had gone through, and he was so frightened that he felt sour in his heart and tears appeared in his eyes.

"Gu Fenghua, don't kill me. Please don't kill me. I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have framed you because of my lust. I shouldn't have colluded with Jiang Chengye. I shouldn't have asked someone to kill you. It's all my fault. I It's your fault." Duanmu Qingming, however, acted as if he hadn't heard anything and still curled up into a ball, slapping himself and begging with tears in his eyes.

"Qingming!" Seeing his panic-stricken look, Qi Zongwang's heart felt like a knife piercing his heart, and he roared loudly.

I thought that Duanmu Qingming was frightened and was confused when he woke up. His roar contained holy energy and could shake him to wake up. Who knew that when Duanmu Qingming heard this roar, his face changed in fright and he let out another cry He screamed miserably: "Gu Fenghua, don't, don't kill... uh..." Then he rolled his eyes and fainted again.

The room became quiet again, as quiet as death.

"Master Du, what's going on?" Qi Zongwang finally suppressed the grief in his heart and asked Master Du.

"It must be that he was overly frightened and his soul was traumatized. Even if he could be revived, it would probably be difficult to regain his consciousness." Master Du sighed and said.

"In other words, he can only be so crazy for the rest of his life?" Qi Zongwang asked.

"If you are willing to take medicine, you may be able to wake up, but even if you wake up, you will be awake sometimes and crazy sometimes, and you can't be stimulated by any more, you can't be happy, you can't be sad, you can't be angry, you can't be sad. But the disciple is injured like this. , even if you wake up completely,..." Master Du hesitated for a moment, then said honestly.

The young sect master of the dignified Jianding Sect, the future sect master, actually fell into this situation. He couldn't bear it when he saw it, but he had no choice. The higher the cultivation level, the stronger the soul. But once the soul is injured, he wants to heal it. The more difficult it becomes.