Chapter Forty-Eight: Someone Gets Hurt
It's so easy, it pulls its own trouser leg, and then she takes it out in her pocket by the way.
He took a deep breath and told most of what happened in the spiritual realm.
The more Feng Qihan listened, the tighter his brows furrowed, and his eyes narrowed slightly when he heard the collapse of the wilderness.
"I'm afraid, the realm of the wilderness no longer exists in the world. β
"Why?" was taken aback, it was true that he had heard the words of farewell in the mouth of the man whose face would change from one place to another, but it was not a barbar.
"It should be a secondary spiritual realm to the Savage Realm. If the wilderness is destroyed, it will collapse together. Feng Qihan raised his eyebrows and pinched his fingers, and sneered, "Sure enough." β
Several people didn't enter the spirit realm arranged by the original sect at all, and they didn't know who secretly moved their hands and feet, causing the spirit array to lead directly to the barbaric realm.
It's just that a few disciples who haven't reached the Qi cultivation period can only be regarded as lucky to survive in the wilderness for so long.
His eyes touched the mentally handicapped Xuanwu, and his eyes flashed.
"I'm afraid there's something else going on with the wilderness. Xuanwu has always been a divine beast, not guarding the north of the sky, but shrinking in a small spiritual realm, no matter how you look at it. Although Feng Qihan's spiritual sense was shocked by the spiritual power in Xuanwu's body, he also vaguely felt its weakness. It can be seen that in order to get out of there, it also paid a lot of price. At least for a while, I will lose my mind because of this.
"What's going on?" was confused, never thinking that a trip to play would lead to a suspenseful case.
However, Feng Qihan glanced at her, but remained silent.
After all, the child is still young, so it's better not to instill these things.
However, what kind of person is she, is she a person who has received high school life in J Province in the 21st century?
I squatted on the small cushion with my knees and tilted my head and thought about it for a long time, feeling that this was first an oolong. What they are going to must not be barbaric, and the sect is not so ruthless. But they just entered according to the normal spirit array, and they arrived in the wilderness, and it can only be said that someone is obstructing them.
Wan Wuyun is a variable, he shouldn't have appeared here, but he entered the spiritual realm instead of a leader. At a time when everyone is ignorant of the status quo, he provides clues.
Wan Wuyun......
She remembered the black crescent moon that she had received into the space, and countless question marks appeared on her head.
No, this is really inferred, there are too many elements and too few clues.
Feng Qihan's eyes were closed, and before she could meditate, her spiritual sense swept to the little girl's feet and stretched out of the blanket, and she couldn't help but sigh deeply as if she was unconscious.
Since she moved to the Immortal Residence, Feng Qihan hadn't really retreated a few times.
The slender crossed legs stretched out, hung down on the edge of the collapse, stood up, walked over a few steps, picked the person up, and put it in the middle of the blanket. A pair of phoenix eyes were a little more helpless, it seemed that it was not enough to just lay a beast skin.
I felt inexplicable, because it wasn't cold this day, and it was quite cool when my feet touched the jade ground on the ground.
Feng Qihan didn't say anything about letting her sit obediently, but silently put the purchase of an animal skin covered in the retreat room on the agenda in his heart.
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Two figures, one black and one white, suddenly rolled down from the void several feet high in embarrassment.
The white man was already unconscious, and it was all because the man in black was holding him that he did not collapse to the ground.
Luobei safely ignored the surprised disciples who went back and forth, and carried the person to the medicine house of the medical cultivator Zhang Xun.
There was no one in the courtyard, and it was afternoon, and the day's classes were over.
Zhang Xun wanted to brew some elixir tea to practice his health plan, but he saw one person, Ah Bu, the two of them were in a miserable state, covered with pus and bloodstains, and they looked like they had escaped from hell.
"Immortal Master Zhang, save him. "No matter how stupid Luo Bei'an is, at this time, he also knew that Lin Hanshui was injured in order to block that for him, but the ghost thing was extremely evil, and he used the best elixir in the storage bag, and he didn't see him better.
The wound of the injured hand was already swollen, and the black blood was no longer oozing, and a hard lump had formed high up. This is not the end, Lin Hanshui's whole body is already cold, and at a glance, he finds that his face is as pale as snow, but his lips are abnormally black.
"This is ......" Zhang Xun walked quickly, his beard shook a few times in shock, and he looked at Luobei Andao, who was not much better, and was even about to lose his strength, "You came back from the Spirit Realm?"
Zhang Xun took the pulse and shook his head in surprise, "No, the pulse has stopped." β
"Dead?" Luo Bei'an's face was whiter than the one on the couch for a moment.
"Not really. Zhang Xun got up, opened a dark compartment from the wall, took out a medicine, and stuffed it into Lin Hanshui's mouth without hesitation.
This medicine can keep life alive, and it is a rare high-grade elixir.
Lin Hanshui was his protΓ©gΓ©, and seeing him in such a miserable state, Zhang Xun was also very distressed.
Luo Bei'an quietly breathed a sigh of relief, lost his strength, sat on the edge of the collapse, and said, "We are trapped in the valley, surrounded by ghost mountains, and there are ghosts and ghosts attacking from all sides of the mountain, and there is an endless stream of them, trying to trap us there. He was wounded by the ghost. β
Zhang Xun frowned and said, "What does that ghost thing look like?"
"The ghosts are all stumps and broken arms, wriggling like living creatures, and carrying blood. There was no one but me and him. β
After getting the cheats and forgetting the worries, not long after Lin Hanshui fainted, when he was at a loss, he felt a suction force pull him out, fell in front of the sword hall, and found that he returned to Lingqi Mountain, and he rushed over non-stop.
After all, they have been in the same door for many years, and they have entered the spiritual realm together a few times, and their friendship is not thin.
Zhang Xun pondered for a moment, "I can detect the corpse poison in my body." It's not difficult to clear this, although it's a little late, and the poison has entered the texture, but it's not troublesome. β
It's not too late, it's just that Lin Hanshui has been running around for so long after being injured, causing the toxins to spread faster.
"But if it's simply a corpse poison, it's not like it, and there's something else, but I don't see it. β
Zhang Xun shook his head, he could only use it to hang it first, and then talk about detoxifying the corpse.
Pack up the elixir, mash it with a jade spoon, and apply it to the affected area through gauze. took another elixir, added three bowls of water and boiled it into a small bowl, and wasted some strength to feed Lin Hanshui.
After tossing like this for a long time, the wound was changed several times, and when I saw that the last time, the gauze I took off was no longer black, and it was considered that all the corpse poison was removed.
However, just as Zhang Xun was worried, Lin Hanshui's eyes were still closed, and his whole body was cold.