Yu Qingqian was chatting with the two from all over the world, no matter what the other party said, as long as it wasn't about the secrets of the Guangluan Continent, she could keep up with the two of them.
Xia Ze and Peng Bin and Yu Qingqian chatted more and more and became more and more frightened. She had a wide range of knowledge, and she was often able to put the finishing touches on her words.
Seeing that the two were a little tired, Yu Qingqian gave each of them a bottle of medicine that was good for their recovery, and then went to the others to check their condition.
Fortunately, after more than 80 people took the medicine, none of them developed allergies.
When Yu Qingqian left, he intimately instructed the Nine-Colored Magic Lotus to continue purifying the aura in the courtyard.
As soon as he returned to the yard, he saw Long Jinze standing at the door, obviously waiting for her.
"Senior brother, are you looking for me for something?"
Long Jinze saw that Yu Qingqian was in high spirits, and said with a smile, "The senior officials in the sect want to see you."
"The senior officials in the sect want to see me?" Yu Qingqian was slightly surprised.
Although those patients already had the effect after taking the medicine, it shouldn't make the higher-ups in the sect look for her again.
"Sister, let's talk while walking."
Long Jinze took Yu Qingqian to the conference hall, and continued on the way: "This time the senior members of the sect want to see the junior sister, and there is also my reason."
Yu Qingqian didn't speak, but looked at Long Jinze even more surprised.
"The other day I took Junior Brother Shu to the yard where the patient lived, and found that your nine-colored magic lotus can actually purify the surrounding spiritual energy. Such a matter is very important, so I reported it to the sect master."
"I wanted to ask Junior Sister that day, but you want to refine those two kinds of potions, so I didn't say anything because I was afraid you would be distracted."
Long Jinze said with a wry smile: "Afterwards, Junior Sister refined the potion without sleep for five days, and I was afraid of disturbing your rest, so I came to see you today."
"Junior sister, a message has been circulating among many disciples of Yuling Peak in recent days."
"Your nine-colored magic lotus can purify the aura, completely remove the abyss in the aura, and restore it to the state of the pure aura more than 30 years ago, and the dull and depressing aura will also disappear. No more oppression."
"There are already many people who have come up with the idea of your Nine-Colored Magic Lotus, so no matter what the result is, it is the first time to communicate with the high-level officials in the sect to stop the rumors in time."
Those rumors were not spread by Long Jinze. When he found out, it was too late, and he was very fortunate to report the news of the suzerain.
Otherwise, once the news spreads, most of the elders and disciples of the entire sect will be concerned about Shangyu Qingqian, or in other words, her nine-colored magic lotus.
Yu Qingqian was silent for a moment after listening to Long Jinze's words. In recent days, her mind has been on refining the potion to save people, and she really ignored the purification ability of the nine-colored magic lotus.
In fact, her original purpose was to rely on the nine-colored magic lotus to expel the dead energy and corpse aura from the body of those patients, but she never thought that the nine-colored magic lotus could even purify the corpse aura mixed with the spiritual energy.
This matter can be big or small, but if those rumors spread to the whole sect, it would be a big trouble for her to deal with it alone.
After all, it can purify the spiritual energy of cultivation around you, and you will no longer feel dull and oppressed, and your cultivation will no longer be suppressed. Who can not be moved?
"Thank you, brother, for reminding me that you are right to report to the sect."
Yu Qingqian knew that Long Jinze was well-intentioned, and such a matter was indeed very important. If those rumors spread to the ears of the senior sect, there might be someone who would get a son.