When Ling Yun woke up from his coma, he had just opened his hazy eyes, only to see a sloppy old man in front of him, holding a purple ball of light in his hand, stuffing it into his mouth, and a hot sensation spread down his throat and spread throughout his chest.

The sharp pain all over his body still hasn't subsided, but the body that was bitten in half by Jiaolong has healed together, but his legs are empty, and he doesn't have any sense, Ling Yun's eyes widened, and he said in surprise: "What did you give me?"

"Shhhhhhh

I saw that Lao Dao stretched out a hand, rolled up his sleeves, and stretched out into the cold river water, that hand became longer and longer, under the clear water, like a thousand feet of white practice, stirring in the water, as if looking for something.

Soon, Lao Dao found a lump of flesh foam from the water, the blood on it was washed away by the river, leaving only the red and white flesh color, Ling Yun couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach when he saw the lump of flesh foam, and when he turned his head, he noticed that his legs were not without feeling, but completely broken, and the breach was sealed by the aura to stop the sense, not only to stop the pain, but also to stop the bleeding.

Lao Dao shook off the meat foam and threw it on the stone, mixing it with both hands, as if stirring the meat filling, constantly stirring and arranging, picking up stones, small fish and shrimp from it from time to time and throwing them away.

Gradually, the lump of flesh foam in Lao Dao's hands changed into the appearance of human legs, Ling Yun felt very strange, could it be that his legs were devoured by the dragon?

Lao Dao silently shaped the two legs, lifted them to compare the length of the size, and seemed to feel more satisfied, so he picked them up and picked them up and took them to Ling Yun's broken leg.

With a sharp pain, Ling Yun screamed, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and his teeth almost cracked.

The two lost legs finally connected to his body, oozing out a layer of translucent blood, half of which was river water and half of which was blood.

The blazing purple ball of light that had just been swallowed in his mouth was constantly surging towards his legs at this moment, as if he was healing the wounds that had been joined together.

Lao Dao stood up, wiped the sweat beads from his forehead, and said with satisfaction: "Fortunately, you met me, a master who likes to practice medicine and doesn't like to kill, these two broken legs are good again, if you recuperate with peace of mind, you will be able to fully recover in about half a month." ”

"So long?" Ling Yun had also used aura to help people heal their wounds, especially when she first met Ziruo in Wanxian Tower, she committed suicide by slashing her neck, but it was cured in a few hours, and she couldn't understand why it took so long for these two broken legs.

"If it is an ordinary mortal, even if he is dismembered into minced meat, in a few hours, I can restore him, alive, no problem, absolutely no need to worry about falling apart again. But you are no longer an ordinary mortal, but a body with aura, and the connection of every meridian is ten thousand times more complex than that of mortals, if I let me absorb your aura, I can recover quickly, but I don't know if you are willing?"

He also understands that young people are always too impatient, but he doesn't know that for the Reiki, a hundred years is just a moment, a thousand years is just a nap, even ten thousand years is just a sunset, and this half a month is just an extremely small moment.

"I see, I was devoured by the dragon just now, presumably it was the Taoist who rescued me from the tiger's mouth, great kindness, grateful! But I don't know where the dragon is now?" Ling Yun was worried that the dragon would make a comeback, or hurt the women on the mountain and the passenger ship when he fled.

Lao Dao pointed to his stomach and said, "It has become your belly food!"

Ling Yun immediately understood, and said in surprise: "That purple ball of light just now is the aura of the dragon? No wonder it entered my body and kept colliding, it turned out to be like this." ”

Lao Dao laughed and said: "This aura that rushes around is the aura in your original body, and the aura of the dragon has long been annihilated by me, and it has been absorbed by you without any resistance, but the aura in your body has a natural impact on this strange aura, so the two are not harmonious, once the new leg is connected to the body, the aura of the dragon will drill in, as a place to live, and not compete with your ontological aura." ”

Ling Yun was originally a little worried that several auras were incompatible with each other, but when he heard Lao Dao say this, he felt relieved, and got up to thank Lao Dao, but his legs had a sharp pain, and he couldn't help but fall on the stone again, holding his legs in pain.

"Peace of mind here to lie down and rest, half a month will pass quickly. Lao Dao patted him on the shoulder and persuaded.

"It seems that this is the only way to go. Ling Yun had to lie on the boulder paralyzed, not daring to move, and if he was slightly implicated in his thigh, he would have a burst of pain.

"It's just a strange place, your inner veins are completely sealed by a powerful aura, but for some reason, is this the heart shield qi that you have cultivated by yourself?"

Ling Yun shook his head and said: "I have never deliberately cultivated any aura, the aura in my body, in addition to bringing a stream of aura from the outside world, there is also the fierce aura of the abbot of Fengqi Temple, and there is a strange man with legs as thin as chopsticks, and part of the aura of the two of them was absorbed by me, and in addition, it was the aura of the dragon you fed me just now, and nothing else." ”

Ling Yun told Lao Dao and the discernment, he knew everything, said everything, and did not hide anything, and he only felt in his heart that since this person had saved his life, and his mana was strong, he should have no ill will towards himself, otherwise he would never be an opponent.

Lao Dao's face was slightly surprised, and he said: "I tried to get your memory just now, but your aura defense is extremely heavy, I am far from being an opponent, and I can't get your memory at all, otherwise I will definitely be able to recognize these two people when I see them." The abbot and the weirdo, in fact, I have guessed that there is no difference between eight or nine, both of them are unique masters in the world, hehe, I am afraid that there is a deep vendetta with my old way. ”

When Ling Yun heard Lao Dao say this, he secretly said in his heart: "Dao Master claims to have a vendetta with them, presumably the two sides must be enemies, and since I have absorbed the aura of those two, in his eyes, the opponent's opponent is not a friend, but also a common enemy, no wonder he will save me instead of killing me." Although he is grateful to the old Tao in his heart, he knows that there are many people who meet in this world, and this old man does not save the two boatmen who were killed by the dragon, but saves himself, on the one hand, he is doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, on the other hand, he is also considering.

Lao Dao was able to endure in the belly of Jiaolong for three years, and let Jiaolong do evil in the world for three years, not just to heal his wounds, but also to find an opportunity, otherwise he would have been targeted by the enemy if he was born rashly.

A person is chivalrous and righteous, but it is more necessary to protect the green mountains, otherwise even his life will be gone, and the world can only let the bad guys run rampant, the old way is never pedantic, and he knows this principle well, so he can shrink and stretch, and forbearance can succeed.