It’s really time to get that guy out! Ye Zan was awakened, waved his hand and said to Mo Ru: "You go down first, and I will return your apprentice to you later."
"Yes, yes, then disciple, please leave first." Even now, Mo Ruzi didn't have much hope in his heart, so he quickly resigned and left the library.
Ye Zan, who returned to the different dimension space again, after reading the test report given by Zhinao, determined that Qi Qianjun had fully recovered. Now that the gene optimization has been completed and the backup genes have been left in the laboratory's gene bank, there is no use keeping this person. Returning him to Mo Rusu earlier will save him from having to face the old man's tangled gaze all day long.
In the dormant cabin, the bubbling nutrient solution "Gululu" slowly descended, and the various pipelines on Qi Qianjun's body were automatically disconnected. Two robots pushed the stretcher cart to the sleeping cabin, opened the transparent hatch cover, and lifted the sleeping Qi Qianjun onto the stretcher.
In the open space on the top floor of the library, Qi Qianjun was lying there quietly, wearing a simple white robe. Ye Zan closed the door to another dimension, turned around and came to Qi Qianjun, raised his hand with a small spray can, and sprayed Qi Qianjun's face twice.
After a while, Qi Qianjun's eyelids moved, and then he slowly opened them, with a look of surprise and confusion on his face. His eyes had been gouged out before and he had been blind for more than 20 years. When he suddenly regained sight, his first reaction was not excitement but doubt whether this was real. He raised his hand to touch his eyes, but then took his hand away, raised it in front of his face and looked at it carefully, constantly moving his fingers.
"Okay, don't doubt it. This is not a dream. You have recovered." Ye Zan sat on a chair next to him, feeling quite proud of turning such a person into such a person.
Sounds heard! Qi Qianjun froze, slowly turned his head and looked to the side, and saw Ye Zan sitting on the chair, and then realized that he was lying on the ground. This discovery made him a little panicked and embarrassed. But the habit of more than twenty years made it impossible for him to jump up all at once. He could only slowly stand up from the ground like a frail old man while getting familiar with his body.
"Who are you?" His voice had improved, but Qi Qianjun couldn't bear to be surprised anymore. After all, his eyes, ears, and limbs had already brought too much shock.
"Do you still remember what your master told you?" Ye Zan asked.
"Are you... Uncle Ye?" Qi Qianjun knew that he had an extra uncle through his spiritual consciousness, but he didn't expect that this uncle was so young. Obviously, Mo Ru told Qi Qianjun, and it was also Ye Zan's identity that could be revealed to the public.
"Can you leave?" Ye Zan stood up and asked. When Qi Qianjun nodded, he continued: "Then let's go, your master is still waiting downstairs."
Ye Zan turned around and walked towards the stairs, but heard a muffled "pop" sound coming from behind. Looking back, Qi Qianjun was already kneeling on the ground.
"Uncle Master, I have no way of repaying you for your kindness, so please accept my bow!" Qi Qianjun said, lying on the ground and kowtowing several times. He was finally sure that this was not a dream, and such kindness could not be repaid by just saying thank you and showing loyalty.
Ye Zan raised his hand to support him and said: "Get up, your master must be in a hurry."
Downstairs, as Ye Zan said, Mo Ru was pacing back and forth outside the gate. Although his expression was normal, he was obviously still quite uneasy. Qi Qianjun was his close disciple, the one he had placed high hopes on, and the one he had always felt indebted to. His relationship with Qi Qianjun was far beyond the ordinary relationship between a master and a disciple.
A sound of footsteps came from the library door. Mo Ru finally stopped and turned around to look inside the door. At this glance, Mo Ru suddenly seemed to have turned into a statue, with a faint glimmer of water in his eyes, and even his breathing became a little faster.
I saw Ye Zan and Qi Qianjun walking out of the library door one after another. Qi Qianjun saw his master at a glance, and hurriedly took a few steps forward. He rushed towards his master with a face full of excitement, and fell to his knees with a "pop".
"Unworthy disciple, pay homage to Master!" After saying this, Qi Qianjun banged his head on the ground. Previously, the floor in the library was made of wooden boards, but now it was made of bluestone. Within a few moments, blood marks appeared on the ground.
Mo Rusui also came to his senses, and quickly stretched out his hand to pull Qi Qianjun up. While looking at his apprentice up and down, he said with a slightly trembling voice: "Qianjun, get up quickly, don't hurt your body again. It's all because of the incompetence of the teacher, even his own The disciples couldn’t protect you, so you suffered for so many years.”
Qi Qianjun stood up, with excitement and shame on his face, and said, "No, it's the disciple who failed to live up to his expectations and forgot about himself for the sake of a little fame. He even failed to live up to the master's expectations and even brought shame to the sect."
"You two, that's about it." Ye Zan interjected boredly from the side.
"Thank you... junior brother." Considering that Qi Qianjun was beside him, Mo Ru still addressed Ye Zan as junior brother, but he bowed deeply and saluted.
"Okay, you masters and disciples must have a lot to say, so don't waste time here. Remember to come to me tomorrow. I also want to see what the outer sect competition is like." Ye Zan had no idea. He waved his hand in concern, turned around and walked into the library again.
Mo Rushi and Qi Qianjun did have a lot to say. Although the two masters and apprentices were not separated for more than twenty years, it was impossible for Qi Qianjun to have normal communication in his state. Although Mo Rusi can use his spiritual thoughts to convey some information to his disciples, they are just simple words. After all, he is not yet a powerful person in the Yuanshen realm.
The master and apprentice chatted all night, but no one knew what they talked about. Even about Qi Qianjun's physical recovery, only Mo Rushi, the head coach Wu Changsheng and a few others knew about it.
The next day, Qi Qianjun began to retreat. If it weren't for the delay of more than 20 years, with his flawless Taoist qualifications, I am afraid that his cultivation level would be even better. Fortunately, the treatment he received was not to reshape his body, but to regenerate his severed limbs, so his qualifications were not affected.
More than twenty years ago, Qi Qianjun had perfected his foundation building skills. Now that he is in good health, as long as he recovers his skills a little, the Yuqing Sect may soon have another golden elixir master.
Although in this world, golden elixir masters are not that rare, especially in those large sects, golden elixir masters are like cannon fodder. But for a third-rate sect like Yuqing Sect, the weight of a golden elixir master is still quite important, and with Qi Qianjun's qualifications, the golden elixir realm is not the end.
Qi Qianjun's recovery, Patriarch Xuanyuan's return, and Ye Zan's various actions gave Mo Rushi, Wu Changsheng and others a vague hope of the Yuqing Sect's revival.