Ling Chuxi inserted a few golden needles into Jiang Wuji's back, released the bruises, and then sprinkled them with medicinal powder.

Jiang Wuxian felt a chill on his back, and even the labor pains and depression in his internal organs were much better, knowing that Ling Chuxi was treating his injuries.

"Looks like I'm thinking too much." Jiang Wuxian smiled wryly.

Ling Chuxi ignored him and continued to prick it with a needle. Gradually, the dark brown palm print behind Jiang Wuxian turned bright red, and then, the blood gradually dispersed, and the palm print became much lighter.

"Alright. Count your fortune great. Ling Chuxi began to collect the needle. After this golden needle crossing, it won't take long for Jiang Wuxian to return to normal, and he won't leave any hidden diseases.

"What did you save me for?" Jiang Wuxian asked seemingly casually. He could see that Ling Chuxi and the others did not have a good impression of him, in that situation just now, he could have left himself alone and fled for his life, there was no need to bring a burden, not to mention that Elder Qiu's appearance had already proved that he was not lying, this path was indeed leading to the Rejuvenation Valley, so there was no need for them to save themselves.

"Although you are a little annoying, but you are all companions, I don't want to see you die in front of my eyes." Ling Chuxi said lightly.

"Companion?" Jiang Wuxian was stunned and muttered these two words. His expression became complicated, and he didn't know what Lu Dao was thinking.

Ling Chuxi ignored him, she was hurrying to rest. After resting for a while and eating something, the group continued to walk along the trail.

……

At the same time, on a lonely peak rising from the ground, a young girl stood in the wind, her white dress dancing in the wind, and her graceful and agile figure was like a cloud, although it was in front of her, it gave people a feeling of ethereal nothingness. The girl's face is beautiful and her temperament is elegant, and her expression is as cold as a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world, which makes people only look at it from a distance, and she can't afford to be blasphemous.

Four young maidens stood beside her, each with the posture of captivating the country and the city, but under her background, they were eclipsed, like stars on the side of a bright moon, so dim.

Elder Qiu and the others stood tremblingly below, their heads bowed, their eyes flickering, not daring to look into her eyes. Elder Qiu's wounds had been bandaged, but faint traces of blood were still visible.

"Who is it?" The girl spoke, her voice like a stream of water, and like the echo of an empty valley, as pleasant as a refreshing spleen, but so distant and arrogant.

"I don't know the way, it's two men and a woman and a woman, and the woman and the other man have the strength of the Great Perfection realm, but I'm afraid it's the help invited by the Resurrection Hall." Elder Qiu's voice was trembling, full of awe and fear for the girl in front of him.

"Oh." The girl replied lightly, still looking at the mountains in the distance, at this moment, as if the surrounding mountains and dangerous peaks were surrendering to her feet.

"Please rest assured, Miss, I have already used the Nether Blood Ants, and they will not be able to reach the Rejuvenation Valley." Elder Qiu's whole body was cold, but dense beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he hurriedly added.

"Go ahead." As if she hadn't heard what she said, the girl waved her sleeve slightly.

"Yes, yes, please rest assured, we will never disappoint Miss this time." Elder Qiu was relieved and bowed back.

It wasn't until he retreated to a place where he couldn't see the little girl, and then he sat down on the ground, his feet as if they had been filled with lead, and his whole body looked like he had just been fished out of the water.