Chapter 646: 646 Maybe I Can Think of a Way

  Chapter 646 646 Maybe I can think of a way

  Looking at the poor old king, Gu Fenghua also secretly sympathized.

  But she can't be blamed for this, who knows that the Lord of the Palace, who has always been open-minded and bold, would be so petty in this matter.

  To blame, Lao Wang himself, who made him the surname Wang, happened to live next door to the lord of the palace.

   Soon, the group arrived at the inner house.

  A beautiful and elegant woman was silently wiping her tears. It seems that she should be the lady of the palace owner. Next to him, a group of servants dare not make noise. Looking at Fang Tianyou sitting on the sick bed, they are all worried.

  Gu Fenghua and others all looked towards Fang Tianyou. After taking the healing pill, his pig-headed face had recovered, but his eyes were dull.

   "God, how are you doing?" Fang Shibo didn't have the time to pay attention to others. He stepped forward and took Fang Tianyou's hand and asked with concern.

  Fang Tianyou raised his head, glanced at him with a dull gaze, then turned his head stubbornly.

   "He, what's wrong with him?" Fang Shibo asked in a trembling voice.

I remember the last time I was severely injured by Gu Fenghua, one plant, one animal, and two monster pets. Although Fang Tianyou had a severe face blindness, he was so blind that he didn’t even know him, but at any rate he was still sober. His eyes were dull, and the whole person looked stupid.

   "It seems to be the legendary disease of leaving the soul." Xie Huaiyuan said with a heavy expression.

   "Sickness of leaving the soul!" Fang Shibo's whole body was shaken, and the lady of the palace lord who was sitting next to her was crying bitterly.

  It is said that certain holy cultivation may lead to the loss of the soul, which looks no different from ordinary people, but has no mind. This symptom is also known as the symptom of leaving the soul.

   To put it simply, it is the same as the folks who say that it is insanity. However, the mind of the sage is far stronger than that of ordinary people. Once suffering from the disease of the soul, the consequences are much more serious than the insanity.

  A madman can go mad at any rate, just insanity, and suffering from the renunciation disease, he is muddled like a walking dead, not even going mad.

   To put it simpler, it is the living dead.

  Similarly, it is also because the holy cultivation originally possesses a good cultivation base, and the mind is far better than ordinary people. If you suffer from this disease of leaving the soul, it will be even more difficult to cure.

"Elder Xie, I beg you, you must find a way to save God." Seeing that his only beloved son became like this, Fang Shibo did not care about the identity of the palace master, let alone the grudges and grievances with Xie Huaiyuan in the past. Begged.

  He still has a few heart-raising pills that he has been seeking heavily for, but they are used to treat face blindness, and they are of no use to this renunciation of the soul.

   "Hall Master, it's not that I refuse to save, but I don't know how to proceed." Xie Huaiyuan wanted to comfort Fang Expo, but thought that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, so he said frankly.

  Sacred cultivation is far better than ordinary people's divine consciousness. It is not easy to develop the disease of leaving the soul, so there are few related records, and there is no cure.

   "Can't even you do it?" Fang Shibo murmured. After just a moment, his half-white and gray hair turned into a piece of silver snow, and his face was also haggard.

   "Perhaps, I can think of a way." Gu Fenghua couldn't bear to see Fang Shibo so sad, thinking carefully, suddenly his eyes lit up and said.

   "Do you have a way?" Fang Shibo raised his head in surprise.

  (End of this chapter)