Qin Lang quickly shook his head and said no. Old Mrs. Sang is going to repair it destructively. Although Qin Lang still has not figured out how to use the white bone pen, he knew that the white bone pen is definitely a rare treasure. If it were divided into two by Old Mrs. Sang to turn into his radius and finger bones, if this is the case, the white bone pen will be damaged.

Old Mrs. Sang ignored him at all, grabbed Qin Lang's head with both hands, and gently lifted it, Qin Lang's head had already left his body. The white bones that had lost their head control suddenly collapsed and collapsed, and the white bones fell to the ground.

The tiger bones scattered on the ground rolled towards the center of the grass house. The ground of the grass house was obviously horizontal, but the scattered tiger bones seemed to fall on a slope, and should be pulled by an invisible force and all gathered towards the center.

A white mist appeared in the center of the grass house, and the tiger's bones sank into the fog and disappeared immediately.

Old Mrs. Sang said: "Bone produces lotus, but there is no sign of the southern sky. Everything in this world needs to be exchanged with each other. We demons are not like you people. We only know how to ask for it blindly and never consider rewards."

The tiger bones were gone at all. A green lotus stem broke through the fog and showed a delicate and radiant redness at the top. The redness grew rapidly in a blink of an eye. This was a small lotus that had just revealed its sharp corners.

Old Mrs. Sang stretched out her wrinkled right hand, pointed at Qin Lang's broken bones and bounced it. A red light ball the size of a cherry floated towards the bones, and went to the pile of bones for three weeks. Then she saw the broken bones floating up one by one, and flew towards the lotus under the guidance of the red light ball. The lotus had just revealed its sharp corners and had become buds.

Qin Lang was amazed, but at the same time, it was a little strange. At most, this bud was only the size of an adult's fist. How could it accommodate so many bones?

Old Mrs. Sang seemed to guess his thoughts and said calmly: "God gave people a pair of eyes to make you clear, but you used them to observe words and expressions and ears to beware of your partial listening, but you did not think that you could be clear when you listen to both. Give you a heart to speak and speak in a way that means you can be consistent in your words and deeds, but human beings have always spoken right and wrong. They just want to see what they like to see, hear what they like to hear, tell lies that go against their hearts, and do what they think is right. This is you human beings, and they can't even see their own cold blood and selfishness. How can you distinguish between truth and illusion?"

The lotus blooms, and all the fragments of Qin Lang's bones are included in the lotus.

Old Mrs. Sang held Qin Lang's head and placed his head on the flower stamen. Finally, she separated the pen holder and the head of the white bone pen and placed it in it. In fact, it was originally two parts, and there was no violent destruction. Qin Lang couldn't help but feel a little nervous. The old lady was going to bury herself in the flower belly.

The newly blooming lotus flowers retracted, narrowed to form a small bud, and then slowly descended and sank under the floor of the grass house.

Qin Lang saw a pink world in front of him. He couldn't figure out why his big head was actually put into a flower bud that was much smaller than his head, and all the broken bones in his body were sucked in advance.

Thinking of the small cloth bag that Xue Wu used to hold her broken bones, it seems that the flower buds and cloth bags have the same truth.

Although what Mrs. Sang said before was full of prejudice against humanity, Qin Lang had to admit that what others said was reasonable. What you see in front of you may not be true. People usually like to look at problems with inertial thinking, and this way of thinking is the most likely to cause illusions.

Crimson smoke spread around it, some like blood. The white shattered bones floated in the crimson space under the guidance of the yellow light ball. They combined with each other in the space. The red blood mist wrapped around the re-joined white bones, and combined them back together like adhesives.

While Qin Lang was repairing his bones in the lotus, Old Mrs. Sang went out from the grass house and saw Xue Wu waiting in front of the door, she couldn't help but smile and said, "You girl, don't go to Kunwu Cave to practice honestly, why are you still here to do?"

Xue Wu looked into the grass through the open door, and could no longer see Qin Lang's figure. She couldn't help but be shocked and ran in from her grandma: "Brother... Grandma, what did you do to him?"

Old Mrs. Sang sighed. This child was too simple. She ran away from home this time and experienced some dangers. Did she still know nothing about the sinisterness of people's hearts? Now she regrets that she has protected her too thoughtfully in the past. It is time for her to gain some experience.

"Grandma, what's wrong with him?"

"What else can I do? Since I promised to help him, how could I regret it? It's just that his bones are shattered. If you want to repair it, you must use the spiritual energy in this world. If you slowly absorb it and restore it to its original appearance for at least a hundred years, I can only help him. It's a pity that the colorful blood lotus planted by his old body."

Old Mrs. Sang's eyes turned to the lotus pond. The colorful light overflowed under the water surface of the lotus pond, changing seven colors. Xue Wu ran out of the grass, stood beside her, looked at the changing colorful colors in the water, and whispered: "The colorful blood lotus is about to bloom?"

This colorful blood lotus blooms every fifty years and bears every one hundred years. Old Mrs. Sang originally had other uses, but she didn't expect that Qin Lang would be cheap today.

Old Mrs. Sang said: "It is his luck to meet you. Although I can help him recover his body, I am powerless to do anything about the two souls and spirits he has lost."

She is just a healer in the fifth grade, second grade master level, and at most she can reach the realm of dead bones and flesh, and cannot be reborn. Although the fifth grade and seventh grade are similar, many healers can reach it when they practice to the fifth grade, but there are very few healers who want to go further, and even reach the fifth grade, third grade realm.

What's more, Old Lady Sang is a fox demon herself, and it is extremely rare to practice the fifth grade and second grade in the medical field with her body. This is also the achievement she has achieved through thousands of years of hard practice.

"What happens if you lose two souls and two spirits?"

Old Mrs. Sang looked up at the cloudy sky above the deep valley. Thunder and lightning had stopped, the clouds were scary, and the rain never fell: "A complete person has three souls and seven spirits. He only has the soul of life, the soul of heaven is conscience, and the soul of earth is the virtue of ancestral virtue. In other words, not only his ancestors are immoral, but also have no conscience. The only life soul that exists can only guarantee that he will live, and cannot guarantee that he will become a good person. The two spirits he lost are the two spirits of elites. These two spirits are in charge of strength and reproduction."

"That is to say, he can't pass on his family line?"

Old Mrs. Sang nodded.

Xuewu lowered her furry head: "Brother is so pitiful."

Old Mrs. Sang thought to myself, is it related to you whether he can pass on the family line? You can use it so pitiful? If humans cannot pass on the family line and become extinct, then it may be a good thing for the demon clan.

The colorful light under the water surface changes more and more frequently. A colorful bud slowly rises out of the water. When the sharp corners of the small lotus protrude out of the water, halos expand to the surrounding water surface with the buds as the center, as if colorful ripples were raised, but these ripples are completely composed of light waves, not the turbulence generated by the water surface.

Xue Wu widened her blue eyes and looked at the colorful ripples in surprise. She had guessed that her mother-in-law had sent Qin Lang's bones into the flower bud. She had heard that the powerful general Nezha was Taiyi Zhenren used two lotus flowers and three lotus leaves from the Wulian Pond to reshape her body. The method was innate, the Nine Turns of the Rain, the Separation Dragon, the Kan Tiger, reshape the soul and achieve human form. Unexpectedly, the mother-in-law also used a similar method to reshape Qin Lang's body.

Xue Wu blinked her eyes and said, "Grandma should be trying to turn her brother into Nezha, right?"
Chapter completed!