The Strongest Qi Refiner

Faced with Mu Yang's request for help, Fang Yu did not agree or refuse, but asked: "According to what you just said, your sister's soul is damaged because she is born?"

"Yes... when my sister was young, she was extremely talented and was almost accepted as a closed disciple by the Dingxian Sect... However, her fate was unfair! Although my sister has top-notch cultivation talents, she also has a fatal flaw! Her soul was born with a crack, and... as she grows older, the crack will continue to expand until it is completely split, and her life is at risk... Therefore, my sister was taken away by the Dingxian Sect in less than ten days. I was sent back, and the Immortal Lord was helpless about my sister’s physique..."

Mu Yang wiped his tears and gritted his teeth, his tone full of unwillingness.

The fate of their family could have been changed by relying on his sister!

However, their sister's constitution had a natural flaw, causing them to lose all hope.

Over the years, their family simply could not survive due to their sister's health.

My father went to the northern mining area to earn fairy crystals and never came back.

And such a life was only exchanged for four hundred immortal crystals in the end.

His mother, on the other hand, worked as a domestic slave in a family and was forced to follow her master to leave Jitian Xianzhou. She has now lost any news...perhaps, she is also dead.

The original family of four now only has the elder brother Mu Yang and the younger sister who is dying.

Therefore, no matter what... Mu Yang must save his sister's life!

If my sister's soul can be repaired...then, with her talent, she still has a chance to be selected by some wealthy families and change her destiny!

"Listen to what you said, even if you can get a small rejuvenation pill, you can't save your sister..." At this time, Yue Luo frowned and said, "Your sister is almost dying, and the crack in her soul must be huge. , let alone the Small Returning Pill, not even the Great Returning Pill can save him!"

Hearing this, Mu Yang's face turned ashen.

He had no specific knowledge of the Soul Restorer Pill, but he had heard from many monks that this elixir could restore the soul.

Therefore, he always thought that as long as he could get the God-Returning Pill, his sister could be reborn.

But now, Yue Luo's words have completely shattered his hopes!

"I'm not being alarmist, and I don't want to hurt you, kid... But let me tell you the truth, no matter how high the cultivation level is, if something goes wrong with the soul... it will be a disaster, and few can recover completely." Yue Luo continued.

As a thief, he knows a lot of things.

For example, he had no research on the divine soul, but in order to steal the materials needed to restore the divine soul, he had to have a lot of knowledge.

What he is saying now are all facts and are not random nonsense.

"However, your sister can be favored by the Dingxian Sect and be accepted as a closed disciple by that Immortal Lord. That does mean that your sister's talent was very high. It's a pity." Yue Luo shook her head and sighed.

"What kind of sect is Dingxian Sect?" Fang Yu asked.

"The Dingxian Sect... is a sect under the Yuezhao clan. It is also very famous. Anyway, it is the top existence in this area." Yue Luo said.

"Under the Yuezhao clan?" Fang Yu frowned.

"Well, it is said that it was founded by a direct member of the Yuezhao clan. With the support of the Yuezhao clan, it can be said that it is prosperous. Especially in recent years, it has cultivated a monster, whose name seems to be... ...I think his name is Yi Duzun... This guy has been very popular recently, and I heard that the Yuezhao clan is planning to incorporate him into the clan," Yue Luo replied.

"Yi Duzun? That name is quite domineering." Fang Yu raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, this guy is indeed powerful. If he is really included in the Yuezhao clan, then he will really change his destiny completely. He will be a role model for us low-level monks." Yue Luo said with an envious look, "After all, These big clans will not easily bring foreign monks without blood into their clan..."

"Master, can you go and see my sister... help me see if she... can be saved."

At this time, Mu Yang suddenly knelt down, grabbed Fang Yu's left leg, and begged with tears.

"Okay, let's go and have a look."

Fang Yu agreed readily.

For him, the main task now is to understand the basic situation of the entire Jitianxianyu.

Although the soul is damaged, in most cases it is impossible to save it.

But no matter what, contact with Mu Yang is also part of understanding the whole picture of the Jitian Immortal Realm.

"Thank you, sir! Thank you very much!"

Mu Yang was overjoyed, wiped away his tears and stood up immediately.

…

Under Mu Yang's guidance, Fang Yu and his party continued flying towards the east.

After crossing a hanging mountain shrouded in clouds and mist, we came to a quiet mountain place.

There are obviously other monks living here as well.

Mu Yang's home is located deeper in the mountains, at the bottom of a hill.

A bungalow was built here, with a protective array set up outside for protection.

Fang Yu and his party fell from the sky and arrived in front of the bungalow.

The surroundings were quiet, and the bungalow in front of me was very simple.

"My lord, please come in."

Mu Yang took a deep breath and led Fang Yu into the bungalow.

The interior space is not large, with a bed and some shabby books scattered on the floor.

A girl was lying on the bed, her eyes slightly opened.

She has a sweet appearance, must be very young, and looks haggard.

When she heard the noise, she reluctantly sat up.

Seeing Mu Yang walk in, she whispered: "Brother... you are back."