The old man, who had been busy for half the day, wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Sure enough, it was still completely useless.
The old man was somewhat weak all over. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but no words came out.
He looked at Mo Tianxing with a complicated expression.
This kid was finished.
What a pity. Such a good seedling.
Forget it. He should go look for his own opportunity.
Treating Mo Tianxing had only been a whim in the first place. Now that he could not save him, he would let him fend for himself.
Afterward, the old man glanced at the unconscious Mo Tianxing once more, then vanished from the city.
Everything was as though nothing had happened.
Gu Yuan's gaze remained fixed on Mo Tianxing.
It was as if he had thought of something.
When that Guardian Elder had come just now, he had suddenly remembered the flying boat that had been parked at the world entrance.
Once this world was more or less settled, he could have Mo Tianxing pilot that flying boat and continue on to other worlds.
If everyone had a Qi Refining Formula, he would not have to work so hard.
Lying in his chair, Gu Yuan stretched lazily and quietly watched the people passing back and forth.
He really was tired.
It was time to stand up and move around.
After lying down for so long, these old bones of Gu Yuan's had barely gotten any exercise.
By now, Spirit Village was no ordinary village.
With people constantly coming and going from all kinds of regions, it had gradually developed into a flourishing religious holy land and commercial district.
"Village Master."
"Greetings, Village Master."
"Didn't they say the Village Master's leg was broken? How is he standing?"