This scene made Fang Wutong feel a thump in his heart.

The spiritual consciousness wanders around the body, as if seeing it with one's own eyes. The meridians and internal organs inside can all be seen clearly.

There was a black wound in Fang Wutong's heart, and he could faintly see the loss of spiritual energy.

When his spiritual consciousness entered the sea of ​​​​consciousness, Chu Yun clearly saw a crack in the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

Although this crack is small, it has already affected the stability of the Consciousness Sea.

"Sir, your injury is very serious!" Chu Yun sighed.

"Can it be cured?" Fang Wutong asked nervously.

"This is the first time I have encountered this situation, but don't worry, Taishang Elder, I will do my best," Chu Yun said.

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you!"

Hearing what Chu Yun said, Fang Wutong's anxious heart relaxed a little.

"Supreme Elder, let me treat you now!" Chu Yun said.

"Okay." The Supreme Elder nodded, looking impatient.

At this time, Chu Yun took out twelve silver needles and was just about to circulate Taixuan Zhenqi, preparing to plunge them in.

boom--
Chapter completed!