Chapter 110: The Gap

"Difficult!"

Shen Yuzhen checked Ji Yawen's situation, listened to Ji Yawen's request, and thought for a long time before he spit out the word. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Qingyunmen's most powerful medical cultivation is said to be difficult, and on the other hand, it is completely hopeless. Ji Yayun's eyes suddenly lost their light, and his feet fell to the ground.

"Senior brother, maybe think about it again." After all, Huaigu Zhenren has lived for a long time, and his heart is stronger and harder, and he heard the vitality from Shen Yu Zhenren's words.

Shen Yu is truly humane: "It stands to reason that this child has been so severely traumatized, his muscles and veins are broken, and his spiritual power is chaotic, and he should have died a long time ago." However, there seems to be a strange aura in his body that is swimming in his body, replacing the muscles and veins and trying to channel the direction of spiritual power, so he can support it for so long, but unfortunately this aura is gradually weakening and may disappear at any time. ā€

This is exactly what Shen Yu Zhenren feels strange, one person has obviously opened his skin and flesh, and his spiritual power has gone crazy, and he only has his last breath left to vent Lingyuan, and he can hold on until now.

When Huaigu Zhenren heard this, his eyes lit up, and he bowed his hand and said, "Please also ask the senior brother to help him and treat the apprentice." ā€

"Lingtu's injury is serious, which is rare, and I am only two or three points sure, and ......" Shen Yu Zhenren said and looked at Huashi Daojun and Huaigu Zhenren with some embarrassment.

This little disciple can let Huashi Daojun come in person, which shows that the expectations for him are not low, and I don't know if the next words will make him angry.

"Say it." Hua Shi Daojun said: "No matter how bad it is, it's not now." ā€

"Yes, Uncle Shi." Shen Yu is truly humane: "The disciple is afraid that even if he saves the life of Master Ji's nephew, his cultivation will be in vain, and the rest of his life will be no different from a wasted person." ā€

"Hmph." Huashi Daojun snorted coldly.

Shen Yu Zhenren only felt that his divine sense was heavy, and a coercion with murderous intent permeated, and he couldn't help but secretly complain.

But in an instant, Huashi Daojun had already put away the coercion and anger all over his body.

When Ji Yawen was by his parents' side, he was the prince of the stars holding the moon; After getting started, he is a rising star who is valued by his master and has countless opportunities. For such a proud son of the sky, it is even more difficult to accept becoming a waste person than letting him die like this.

"Please also ask Uncle Shi to come to the rescue." The crisp and pleasant voice seemed to be a beautiful jade on the ground, and with incomparable firmness, Ji Yayun gave a big salute to Shen Yuzhen.

Shen Yu Zhenren was speechless, and Huaigu Zhenren couldn't bear to turn his head.

Hua Shi Daojun sighed and said, "You kid ......"

"Master, as long as my brother is alive, I am very lucky, as for the other disciples, I don't want it." Ji Yayun's voice was very low, but with strong determination.

What if he becomes a waste, as long as she is there, he can still return to Yue Kingdom to be his Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the emperor in the future. She can always protect his life of wealth and supreme honor.

"Uncle Shi, it's better to live than to die, there is hope in life, what if there is a miracle?" Jiang Li, who happened to come in, saw this scene and hurriedly stepped forward.

Several of them grew up together, and when they see anyone leave, the rest of them will find it difficult to accept.

Hua Shi Daojun looked at them with complicated eyes, and only nodded heavily in agreement for a long time, and then took the lead back to the mountain gate. In extraordinary times, wars are raging everywhere, and the Yuanying monks are the town forces of various sects, and they are not allowed to go out of the mountain easily. Being able to be free for so long is already an exception for Ji Yawen.

It wasn't until many years later that Ji Yayun understood the meaning of Master Zu's gaze, but even if time returned to this moment, she would still make the same decision.

Huashi Daojun, Shen Yu Zhenren made a list, listing many medicinal materials and magic weapons, and handed it to Huaigu Zhenren: "Senior brother, junior brother, I can only do my best, as for the result, it depends on the will of heaven?" ā€

The implication is that saving life is his own creation, but he must also be prepared to fail.

"If Providence insists on this, then it is also his fate, so it may be." Huaigu Zhenren sighed and went out with the list, Shen Yu Zhenren pondered for a moment, and followed him, many things still need to be referred to in detail.

Leng Changshu and Lin Jianyu stepped forward to comfort the grief-stricken Ji Yayun, after all, they were all big men, they were not good at words, and they all left after saying a few words. Ji Yayun, who couldn't stop sobbing, and Jiang Li, who was full of worries, were left.

"I don't know how Ah Luo is?" Jiang Li's voice was very soft, as if he was asking someone, and as if he was talking to himself.

However, with a gentle sound, it was like the last straw that crushed the camel, and it burst the last line of reason for Ji Yayun.

"Ah Luo Ah Luo, you know Ah Luo, if it weren't for her, how could my brother be like this? It's all her, and if my brother becomes like this, he will become a waste. Ji Yayun wiped her tears and yelled at Jiang Li in a gaffe.

Jiang Li was startled by her sudden roar, and when he came back to his senses, he wanted to say something, but when he saw Ji Yayun's heartbroken appearance, he couldn't say anything.

"Ayun ......"

"Shut up!" Ji Yayun drank her viciously.

She also knew that Jiang Li was innocent, and she shouldn't be angry at her. However, there seems to be an evil fire in her body, which is running around in her body, making her impetuous, and she urgently needs to find a channel to vent. Otherwise, she felt that she was about to be burned alive by this anger and hatred.

Jiang Li stood there at a loss, she originally wanted to comfort her, but when she was yelled at like this, she didn't seem to be able to say anything.

"Ah Li, I'm short of manpower here, you come over and help me sort out the new medicinal materials." Leng Changshu suddenly appeared at the door.

"Huh? Good. Jiang Li agreed without thinking about it as if he had seen a savior.

Following Leng Changshu out of the tent, Jiang Li let out a long sigh of relief, as if the drowning man was finally freed. The atmosphere inside the tent was so oppressive.

"Miss Ji is in a bad mood, you ......"

"I know, I know." Without waiting for Leng Changshu to finish speaking, Jiang Li hurriedly answered: "Ah Wen has become like that, I feel very uncomfortable in my heart, I can't wait to kill him, Ah Yun must be even more sad in his heart." ā€

Leng Changshu stopped talking, and led her around several tents before coming to an open space. Piles and piles of medicinal herbs like hills were placed everywhere in the clearing.

Jiang Li looked at these dumbfounded, and said, "Senior brother, what are you doing here?" ā€

Is there not enough pills? Let the monk take the herbs directly. Well, it's not impossible, it's just that the effect is minimal, and the replenished aura is completely negligible. Because the most basic Yangyuan Pill requires fifty atractylodes, twenty licogenous grasses, and five yang heart fruits.

There are a lot of medicinal materials here, but there are not many of them to refine into pills.

Leng Changshu sighed almost inaudibly: "This is the material that many small and medium-sized sects are preparing to send. ā€

"These sects are really strange, what kind of medicinal herbs do you send, do you grab a handful of herbs and put them in your mouth when you fight?" Thinking of that picture, Jiang Li couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Cold Long Book: ......

"Because they don't have an alchemist."

"There are no alchemists!" Jiang Li was extremely surprised, if a sect did not have an alchemist, how could this sect survive.

In Jiang Li's cognition, a sect can have no array mage, no physician, no sword cultivation, but it must not be without an alchemist. If there is no alchemist, how did the disciples in their faction do it to build the foundation and form the pill? Is it all by adventure, or simply by fighting to break through?

Jiang Li was careless, and muttered what he was thinking.

Leng Changshu glanced at her, and said in his heart: "What the master said is really right, Uncle Shouyi doted on this little disciple and didn't know the suffering of the world." Although he thought so in his heart, he still explained very responsibly: "The founding ancestors of these small sects are generally Jindan real people, and they may not necessarily refine the pill, but they all know some ways to obtain the pill, such as buying and selling or exchanging, or others, in short, they don't necessarily have to refine it themselves." ā€

"It's okay." Jiang Li suddenly realized: "I said that why are there so many pills sold in the bazaar, who else buys them except for casual cultivation?" ā€

Hearing this, Leng Changshu felt a tightness in his chest, as if he had been punched.

"Miss Ji......" Leng Changshu hesitated whether to say it, after all, this is a matter between little girls, and if she talks too much, she seems to be nosy.

Jiang Li didn't wait for him to finish, and immediately excused: "It's okay, I know, Ah Yun is in a very bad mood, and I won't take it to heart." At the same time, I secretly decided in my heart that after a few days, Ah Yun's mood calmed down a little and then I went to see it myself.