C196 (2/2)

Mr. Li asked any questions or answers, afraid that Dong Wen Feng would become impatient. He ran into Dong Wen Feng in the Li family, but he made Mr. Li extremely nervous, afraid that he would offend Dong Wen Feng.

Right now, he was completely relying on Dong Wen Feng.

”As long as you invite the sect behind you and directly negotiate with them, Golden Light Gate, a mere small sect, would definitely not reject you!” Mr. Li was full of confidence.

Dong Wen Feng obviously did not take what he said seriously, because even though his Divine Thief Sect was above the mortal world, but he was still only a disciple, and he was the only disciple of the Divine Thief Sect, what could he do?

The old man was not too reliable either. As a dog, who knew where he had run off to. When was he supposed to run away? When was he unable to do so, he would just pop up and get in the way.

Seeing that Dong Wen Feng did not say anything, the Mr. Li became anxious, he wanted to say something, but his face suddenly changed, and he knelt down.

”Hey hey? Old Li, speak properly. Is there a need to be so polite? ”Kneeling down won't solve the problem …”

Mr. Li did not speak. Sweat started to appear on his forehead at a speed visible to the naked eye. Beads of sweat the size of beans fell to the ground, as if he was enduring a great deal of pain.

Dong Wen Feng also noticed that something was wrong and quickly checked, but to no avail. Mr. Li quickly fell to the ground and started to bend like a cooked prawn, his entire body was filled with Qi, it was as if there were countless living earthworms moving under his skin.

Transmitting zhenqi into one's body!

Dong Wen Feng channeled the vigorous Qi in his body into the Mr. Li's body, and finally allowed the other party to relieve himself. After half an hour, Dong Wen Feng's face turned pale white, and the Mr. Li's symptoms finally disappeared.

”Thank you …” You're here... ”I'm much better now …” Mr. Li was weak, his face like golden paper.

Dong Wen Feng waved his hand and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

He didn't know what kind of disease Mr. Li was suffering from, if it wasn't for him breaking through to the Earth Level, he was afraid that he really wouldn't have enough Innate Qi.

”Speak, what happened to you? What, are you sick? ”Epilepsy?”

Mr. Li's face showed a weak smile, and explained the whole situation clearly, causing Dong Wen Feng to reveal a look of understanding.

”I never thought that there would be such a unique manual for Golden Light Gate? ”F * ck, if I wasn't a cultivator, I really wouldn't believe it.”

Although the name was impressive, and seemed like it was open and honorable, this sect was actually a sect that studied poisons. In fact, in the area of poisons, with the addition of the mystical powers of cultivation, they produced all kinds of strange things. The Mr. Li was a very good example.

He had been stung by something called the Mother Soul Pursuing Pill. He had to consume the antidote every so often to alleviate the pain in his lower abdomen, which would affect his zhenqi.

The Mr. Li had a deep cultivation base that could hold on for one or two times, but on the third time, their body would probably be broken into pieces and their true qi would dissipate and they would die.

”Looks like I need to hurry up and go for this Golden Light Gate.” Dong Wen Feng said while rubbing his chin.

He finally understood why the Mr. Li was so attentive to him.