Chapter Forty-Seven: Sister Purple Kite
With the operation of Xuangong, Li Chuyi's injuries also slowly improved bit by bit. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć When he felt his hands again and raised them slightly, Li Chuyi couldn't help but shed tears of happiness.
"Fortunately, even if the leg is useless, at least I can still climb. ā
The optimistic Li Chuyi thought so.
Enduring the severe pain caused by exercise, Li Chuyi slowly moved his hand to his chest, touched the unscathed storage bag on his chest, and in a moment of thought, a mirror-like magic weapon appeared in his hand, which was the magic mirror.
"Purple kite. ā
He called silently in his heart, and a burst of purple mist drifted by, and a beautiful purple kite appeared beside him.
"What's wrong with you?" Looking at the miserable Li Chuyi, the purple kite was suddenly startled. Looking around again, she frowned even more.
"Where is this?"
"I don't know. As soon as Li Chu finished speaking, he began to tell Purple Kite what had happened before.
Purple Kite listened silently, and it wasn't until Li Chuyi finished speaking that she looked at Li Chuyi with a strange face, frowned and asked, "You mean, you have experienced two spatial turbulences, and the second time was directly exposed to your physical body, so you didn't die?"
Li Chuyi looked at this beautiful female ghost speechlessly, silent. What is the problem? Finally, Fu Da Da saved his life, is it normal for him to die?
Half paid, the purple kite said softly: "You are really a pervert." ā
looked at Li Chuyi, who rolled his eyes, and added: "No wonder your master will accept you as an apprentice, he is a pervert, you are also a pervert, and you may even be more perverted than him!"
Ignoring the female ghost who saw the expression of a monster on her face, Li Chuyi said: "There is a lot of death here, and there is not even a root of grass, do you think this place will be, the underworld?"
The purple kite looked around, silently sensed, shook his head and said, "No." I don't know where this is, but it's definitely not the underworld. ā
"However, with such a strong death aura, where else could it be except the underworld? The human world has never heard of such a place of death. Li Chuyi frowned.
Shaking his head, Purple Kite said, "Although the death qi here is rich, even richer than in your Demon Mirror, it is not pure enough. If you talk about purity, this dead qi is not as good as the dead qi in your demon mirror. I think that if it were the underworld, it would not be such an impure death, and it would be impossible for you not to be assimilated. ā
After speaking, she looked at Li Chuyi with a strange expression: "Anyway, the death gas here is so strong, but how can I feel that I have not been damaged by you at all?
"Maybe it's because of the exercises I'm practicing. ā
Li Chuyi is also very strange. Before, he found that the death aura here was so strong, and he was worried that it would be harmful to him, and even assimilated himself into a zombie or other necromancer, but then he found that he only felt a little discomfort here, and nothing else was unusual. Li Chuyi, who didn't figure it out after thinking about it for a long time, attributed it to his own cultivation of the "Dao Classic", after all, the "Dao Classic" helped him block the violently corrosive black mist of the black faceless face, and it should be no problem to protect himself in this dead air.
Hearing Li Chuyi's answer, Purple Kite also thought of the black faceless scene before, so he also nodded, thinking that it was because of Li Chuyi's exercises.
After thinking about it, the purple kite said: "The death qi here is so strong, I just happened to cultivate here, and by the way, I will protect you." You hurry up and heal your wounds, and when you can move and have the power to protect yourself, let's find a way to get out of here. ā
Li Chu nodded, and suddenly thought of the five little ghosts, and said, "Do you want to call the five dolls out to cultivate together?" There is such a thick death qi here, it should be good for them. ā
"No need. Shion shook her head, "I don't know what danger there is here, and if they encounter danger, it will be a burden." Besides, the dead air here is not as pure as in the Demon Mirror, and a few dolls are still cultivating in the Demon Mirror. ā
Li Chuyi thought about it for a while, and felt that what the purple kite said was very reasonable, so he didn't say more. Glancing at the purple kite, he asked, "Have you cultivated the Nether Book, how are you cultivating?"
The purple kite smiled slightly, didn't say much, just waved his hand to the side, and saw a purple light mixed with a little gray flash, and a hole appeared on the ground silently in an instant.
Looking at Li Chuyi, who was smacking his tongue, Purple Kite rarely showed a happy smile and said with a smile: "It's just a little bit of a beginner." This "Nether Book" is worthy of being a ghost path holy scripture, but as soon as I started cultivating, it straightened out the death qi that I could only control with brute force before, and made me feel like a finger. And there are countless ghost Dao Dharma decisions in it, but at present, I am still contemplating, and I can only show a little fur. ā
"This, this is just a little fur?!" Li Chuyi was speechless for a moment.
Look at the purple kite, then look at the pit, and finally think about the "Dao Canon" that he has cultivated for ten years, it would be strange if he could balance it in his heart.
But after thinking about it, he was saved by this seemingly useless "Dao Classic" this time, and Li Chuyi instantly balanced again. If it weren't for this miraculous exercise, I wouldn't have enough lives to fill it. This "Taoist Codex" must be as the Taoist priest said, because he has not yet cultivated at home, and he has not experienced all kinds of true tastes, so it seems to have no power. This time, this Xuangong should have saved his life with just a small dew, and it should be no worse than the "Netherworld".
"Have those five little ghost heads also started cultivating?" asked Li Chuyi.
Purple Kite nodded when he heard this: "Those little ghosts have all started to cultivate, but they are too young, and their own dead energy is insufficient, and they have not even fully condensed their bodies, and they are still in the condensation at this time." However, after they started cultivating, the condensation speed of their ghost bodies was obviously several times faster than before, and it was estimated that it would not be long before the condensation would be completed. ā
Li Chuyi nodded happily, his heart full of relief. These five ghost dolls have been with him since he was a child, and they look like his ghost pets in the eyes of outsiders, but in fact, in Li Chuyi's heart, the five of them are his younger brothers. Moreover, Li Chuyi has always let the five little ghosts call him brother, and has never enslaved them like other monks and made them call him master. Li Chuyi really treated them as relatives, and they also brought happiness to Li Chuyi's lonely childhood.
At this time, hearing that several ghost dolls who he regarded as his younger brother had such achievements, how could Li Chuyi, as the eldest brother, not be relieved and proud.
The purple kite next to him looked at Li Chuyi's performance like this, and also nodded secretly in his heart. She once again confirmed that she was right, that this chubby boy was indeed different from other monks, that he had only outsiders and relatives in his heart, and that there was no racial affiliation. He can be trusted.
And his master, a Taoist priest, can also be trusted.
Purple Kite thought silently in her heart, and her eyes looking at Li Chuyi unconsciously brought a hint of softness.
I didn't feel anything, and Li Chuyi was completely relieved. He looked at the purple kite and smiled: "Then I will bother you, and I hope that you can take more care of me during my healing." ā
Purple Kite nodded: "That's nature." ā
Li Chuyi suddenly smiled, and his heart moved slightly, and his hands were suddenly full of flatbreads and water bags.
Looking at the flatbreads that were gnawed into various shapes, a trace of bad feelings welled up in Purple Kite's heart.
Sure enough, Li Chuyi sneered and said in a voice sweeter than honey: "Then, let's bother Sister Zi Kite to feed me something first." I was dying of hunger, but I was in severe pain, and I couldn't move, and I couldn't eat or drink on my own with these half-crippled hands. There is Sister Lao Zi Kite~~~!"
The purple kite was speechless.
I know that this little fat man doesn't have any good birds in his belly.
However, looking at his miserable appearance at this time, the small wounds that were densely packed like a baby's mouth, and the occasional twitch that flashed involuntarily at the corner of his mouth, Purple Kite knew that he was indeed enduring unimaginable pain all the time.
And for Li Chuyi, who was tortured like this but was not crazy, and could still have a hippie smile, Purple Kite's heart was also secretly admired. Because she knew that if this matter was replaced by herself, she might not be able to be as calm as Li Chuyi.
So, ignoring Li Chuyi's bear-like face, the purple kite reached out and took a piece of cake, and was about to reach out and feed it.
"Sister Purple Kite, I want that little turtle, not this little bird. ā
Purple Kite: "......"
"Sister Purple Kite, you got it wrong, this is a chicken's, not a little turtle's, the one over there is a little turtle's. ā
Purple Kite: "......"
"Sister Purple Kite, I want the little turtle with a head, and the one you take has no head. ā
Purple Kite: "......"
"Sister Purple Kite......"
Purple Kite glanced at him coldly: "Little fat man, if you don't eat, you will be hungry." ā
Li Chuyi: "......"
"I, I just want to drink ......"
Purple Kite: "......"