"Scholar, hurry up...come on and twist me, or else you'll stab me in the leg. I wonder if I'm still dreaming! Oh...let me go, you poisonous scholar, you really stabbed me!"

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"Hahahaha... My spiritual power is back! I never thought that I would be able to stand up and recover my cultivation in my lifetime!"

"Ahhh! Oh my God, have you finally opened your eyes?!"

These dozen people roared loudly and vented their anger.

Some people looked up to the sky and laughed, while others cursed and used spiritual energy to vent their anger.

Some people were smiling and laughing, their eyes already red.

The butcher stared blankly at his almost crazy brothers, feeling a soreness in his nose.

It has been several days since I left the gravel hill.

But she never had a real feeling. She always felt as if her feet were stepping on clouds and her soul seemed to be still trapped in a dream.

Did they really meet Miss Jun at Gravel Hill?

Is there really anyone in this world who can break the barrier of gravel hill?

Is everything that is happening at this moment really not a delusion born out of their desperate situation?

until……

Inside the house, a girl dressed in white as snow slowly walked out of the door.

Behind her were Ruiniang, who had changed into a plain blue dress, and Wei Mian, who had shaved off his beard.

The scene was quiet for a moment, and then there was a roar like a stormy sea.

"Miss Jun, what is going on? Who healed their hands and feet?"

"How can the abandoned Dantian be restored?"

"Miss Jun, please tell me quickly! Can my Dantian recover?"

Muyan curled her lips and glanced lightly at Wei Mian beside her.

This unkempt man in the gravel hill had shaved off his beard and turned out to be a young man in his thirties.

He has thick black eyebrows, deep eye sockets, and slightly sunken cheeks. He obviously behaves carelessly and casually, but there is an inexplicable aura of awe and righteousness all over his body.

After receiving Muyan's instructions, Wei Mian smiled slightly and narrowed his eyes.

The next moment, everyone present who was chattering non-stop let out a muffled groan.

In an instant, their faces turned pale and quiet.

Wei Mian was about to order them to kneel down in front of Muyan.

Muyan jumped up and jumped to the roof, looking down at the tens of thousands of people below.

That’s right!

She was used to seeing the Ming Yan Army's orders and prohibitions, strong soldiers and sharp armor, and these reckless men on the gravel hill. Although they were large in number and had high primitive cultivation, she really looked down upon them.

In her eyes, these people are not even as good as the Liangchen Army and the Qingcheng Army.

But when I think about the life experiences of Xiao Qi and Senior Brother, I also think about what Wei Mian said.

She still said loudly: "I can tell you the questions you asked now."

Muyan pointed at the guards and butchers, "I connected the tendons and veins in their hands and feet. I also repaired their Dantian using secret medical techniques."

Wow!

Even though they had already expected it, upon hearing Muyan's personal admission, the tens of thousands of people below couldn't help but explode.

"Can it really repair the Dantian? Then, can I also restore my cultivation?"

"If...if you can let me practice cultivation again, what if I surrender to this woman?"

"Jun Muyan, I, I am willing to accept you as my master just like the butchers and others. Please heal my wounds as well!"

"That's right, at worst, we will surrender to you and become your subordinates!"
Chapter completed!