The Allure of the City: His Royal Highness is Too Provocative

Yu Qingqian couldn't bear these people's remaining lives like this, so she would naturally try her best to treat them.

"Calm yourselves, relax your mind and body, I'm starting to purify."

After Yu Qingqian finished speaking, she summoned the Nine-Colored Magic Lotus.

Wisps of holy and flawless light emanated from the body of the nine-color magic lotus, its branches and leaves continued to extend, and finally enveloped the entire courtyard.

The eighty people in the hall gradually calmed down after listening to Yu Qingqian's words.

Wisps of holy soft light fell on them, and they felt as if they were wrapped in some warm current. They were very comfortable. Many of them closed their eyes and immersed themselves in this state.

Since they were captured by evil cultivators, their essence, blood and soul power have been lost, and they have become neither human nor ghost. Most of the time throughout the day, the whole body will be chilled and chilled, and occasionally even a biting chill mixed with pain will hit the whole body.

Their bodies have not been so relaxed and comfortable for a long time.

Time passed little by little, and with the continuous infiltration of the holy soft light, traces of black smoke and gray gas would continuously emerge from the bodies of more than eighty people.

This is the dead and corpse qi stagnated in their bodies, and it is also the biggest reason for the whole body to feel cold all the time.

Not only the more than 80 people in the hall, but the nine-colored magic lotus enveloped the entire courtyard, and even the faint corpse aura in the surrounding aura was gradually purified.

In addition to the eighty people, the disciples of the Yulingzong who were guarding the courtyard also felt that their breathing became much easier, and the inexplicable sense of depression disappeared.

The purification needs to last for two days, and Yu Qingqian also found a place in the hall to sit cross-legged and rest.

The disciples guarding the yard outside found that, as time went by, the light emitted from the nine-colored magic lotus became more holy, and the aura around it was completely purified.

"Have you noticed? The aura in the courtyard seems to have returned to the state where the abyss aura had not yet affected the mainland." A disciple said with a deep breath.

Although the aura in this courtyard was relatively thin, he felt very refreshed, and the dull and oppressive atmosphere completely disappeared.

Another disciple nodded and said: "Yes, I feel that the speed of cultivation is no longer as slow as it was suppressed before."

"Junior Sister Yu's nine-colored magic lotus is the most holy spiritual thing in the world. It has a restraining effect on evil things and evil spirits. Presumably it can not only purify the dead and corpse energy in those people's bodies, but also purify the spiritual energy in the spirit. The breath of the abyss evolves together."

"Doesn't that mean that if Junior Sister also releases the nine-color magic lotus to purify the place where we practice, we will no longer be affected by the abyss?" One person said a little excitedly.

"It shouldn't be that easy." A disciple paused and said, "After all, the aura here is the thinnest place in the sect, and Junior Sister Yu's Nine-Colored Magic Lotus is only the cultivation of the Spirit King, so it may be difficult for us to live there." The aura of the place is completely purified."

"That's right, the place where Junior Sister Yu lived before has never heard of spiritual energy being purified."

"In any case, this is always a major discovery. When Junior Sister Yu finishes the treatment at hand, we will invite her to see if there is a way to solve the influence of the abyssal breath in the aura."

Yu Qingqian's performance in Chuan Shui City was outstanding, and he had his own way of dealing with evil cultivators. I heard that he even dealt with a large number of monsters from the abyss alone. Maybe he could really solve the problem of mixing the aura with the aura of the abyss.

The more they talked, the more these disciples felt that it was possible, and they couldn't help but start to hope.