Chapter 78: The Temple of Healing
In the Holy See's Capital Healing Hall, Yu Mengxiao was recuperating. He felt that his body was already fine, and even more vigorous, but those so-called famous doctors tried desperately to stop him from leaving without permission. Yu Mengxiao was also very helpless, he thought about this escape plan no less than a hundred times, implemented it no less than a hundred times, but he couldn't escape after all.
The entire healing hall occupies a large area, and the internal geographical structure is very exquisite, so subtle that the dream flute cannot find an exit to leave. Originally, he tried to use magic to cut through the crack, get in and leave, but unexpectedly, there is a "treasure of the town hall" - crystal Gong stone, which is produced with the opening of heaven and earth, the number is very rare, and it is known that there are only two pieces in the entire human world. One is in the healing hall, and the other is in Wuli. Wu Li was originally a dispensable existence, and human beings could not distinguish the authenticity of the legend, so some people thought it was the only one.
Crystal Stone has the ability to suppress magic that is innate, and any magic is almost impossible to perform in the area it is confined to, and no matter how skilled it is, it is useless there. Unless it is medical magic, the crystal stone can increase the magic efficiency of the medical category by about dozens of times, and heal at an astonishing speed, so he is placed in the healing hall.
Yu Mengxiao once stared at the crystal stone and thought in reverie, "If I can also have this kind of stone, when I throw it at the other party's side during the battle, I will be instantly fatal when I copy the weapon." "After all, in addition to the "Blade Magic" that I created, I don't seem to be very good at hand-to-hand combat and weapon skills, and this stone restricts others, and it also restricts myself."
He's so bored that he can't do it, if he hadn't always come here to chat with him a few days ago, I'm afraid Meng Xiao would have already had something wrong. This is actually the meaning of the philosophy, let Mengxiao rest for a few more days, relax and relax the tense nerves, but Mengxiao doesn't know. In the past few days, I haven't come at the beginning, and even my mother can't see it, and Mengxiao is getting more and more irritable.
A few days ago, Meng Xiao couldn't help but directly pick up the human skeleton frame opposite as a weapon and make a fuss in the healing hall. But before he could wait a minute, he had fallen to the ground. It turned out that the incense in the furnace of the healing hall had a special function, so that the irritable person calmed down instantly, Meng Xiao felt afraid of this healing hall that made him afraid, too many weird props, each of which seemed to be able to cure his problems, I'm afraid, this is fate.
Suddenly, a voice came from afar: "Sage of the Blade, someone has come to pick you up from the healing hall, please get ready." Mengxiao was not in the mood to be happy, in this place, he had become temperless, and even if he had a temper, that strange incense would calm him down.
After cleaning up, Meng Xiao dragged his tired pace out of the healing hall slowly, looking at the figures of Lizhe, Chuxin and Xiaoma in the distance, he rubbed his left face vigorously with his hand, and for some reason, he suddenly went out with an indescribable feeling.
Li Zhe beckoned to him: "Hey, how many days of recuperation have become an old man? Hurry up and come over, don't be slow." ”
Mengxiao didn't seem to hear it, he still walked unhurriedly, maybe he had been suffocated for a long time, he couldn't release his temper and he couldn't hold it back, he couldn't sleep when he was bored, alas, there were a lot of unspeakable pains.
Li Zhe said to him lightly: "The time has come to avenge the sneak attack." ”
Yu Mengxiao immediately regained the spirit he thought he had, frowned, looked angrily, and snapped his finger joints: "I think it's time too." You asked?"
Li Zhe sneered: "If I can't subdue a little thief, what else can I do with the Pope?"