Chapter One Hundred and Nine

Meng Zishuang's pair of jade hands gently waved over Yin Song's wound, and a little bit of divine brilliance shook off, and the glowing light floated down, all of which merged into the wound, and then the wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This speed of healing made Chu Ziheng feel surprised, it was just a few breaths, and the tragic wound more than a foot long had almost healed.

Moreover, the wound after healing could not see the slightest trace, it was as delicate and tender as a new skin, which made Chu Ziheng feel extremely surprised.

Meng Zishuang's hands shook slightly, and the divine light continued to scatter, gradually blending into every inch of Yin Song's wounds, and penetrating deep into his meridians to replenish the vitality he had lost, what were the sequelae.

And Chu Ziheng is also constantly injecting purifying yuan power into Yin Song's body, and if the strange blood sacrifice power is left behind, it will be a devastating blow to the cultivator, and it will even affect the path of cultivation in the future.

Knowing that all the divine power in his body was exhausted, it was all transformed into purification yuan power and injected into Yin Song's body, so he gave up. After all, this kind of purification power is almost the nemesis of the demonic power, and so much can already be said to be very safe.

Seeing that Yin Song's breathing gradually became stable, and his face was a little flushed, no longer as pale as before, Chu Ziheng asked Divine Doctor Meng to check it again, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief after learning that it was all right.

"Girl, this great favor will definitely be remembered, but I don't know what reward should I give to the girl to heal her wounds?"

Chu Ziheng is very sincere, after all, Meng Zishuang is indeed a life-saving favor for him this time, even if she offers a price of 100,000 catties, then he must make it up, after all, in his opinion, Yin Song's life is far more than this price.

Meng Zishuang stared at Chu Ziheng with a pair of big smart eyes for a few seconds, and then burst out laughing.

This smile seemed to show a touch of spring in front of Chu Ziheng's eyes, as if all the beauty in this world was gathered here, and this smile made Chu Ziheng's heart stop for a moment.

At this moment, Chu Ziheng seemed to understand what kind of beauty Wang Changling's poem "Hibiscus is not as good as beauty makeup, and the water hall is fragrant with pearls" described.

"Actually, he was able to come back from the ghost gate, mainly because of the special divine power you injected, I just remedied the lost vitality and bloodline power with a special prescription, and he can fully recover after lying down for another three or two days." Meng Zishuang said with a smile.

"We, the heirs of the Jade Hand Rejuvenation Pavilion for generations, have walked the world and saved people and healed their wounds, not for reward. What's more important is to form a good fate, the jade hand rejuvenation pavilion of the past dynasties has encountered calamities, and they have all relied on the good karma they have formed to tide over the difficulties. ”

Meng Zishuang always had a smile on her face, her smart eyes looked at Chu Ziheng, and she said softly: "I know that neither of you are idle people, one is able to conquer the Holy Body with his own strength, and the other is to force the Holy Body Protector to flee in a hurry, obviously the leader among the younger generation. ”

"So I hope to be able to form a small good relationship with the two, if the Jade Hand Rejuvenation Pavilion is in trouble in the future, I hope the two can help, at least... Don't be our enemy either, okay? ”

Looking at each other, Chu Ziheng seemed to be able to feel the purity and kindness of the woman in front of him, inheriting the magic medicine skills left by his ancestors for tens of thousands of years, just to hang the pot to help the world, it was enough to be able to form a small good relationship with generations of top cultivators.

In the end, Chu Ziheng nodded, and left with Yin Song, who was still in a coma.

Even after leaving here, Meng Zishuang's figure still lingers in his mind and cannot be separated, is this the legendary love at first sight, also known as lust?

But no matter what, Chu Ziheng knew that he could no longer forget this shadow, and Meng Zishuang's figure gradually overlapped with the female saint in the illusion, and it was deeply engraved in his heart.

If Xiao Shushui had not cherished it, he would not have renewed a beautiful relationship with the female saint in the illusion. So now, standing at such a fork in the road again, should he cherish this kind of choice?

Chu Ziheng was in a trance for a while, but finally smiled self-deprecatingly, he didn't even have a human body now, he looked like a big black dog, what was the use of saying this?

In the end, he carried Yin Song on his back, returned to his residence, and after placing Yin Song on the bed to rest, he flew to the top of the palace where they lived alone, and lay on the pavilion alone and looked at the starry sky.

The land of Beidou, although it has been inherited for millions of years, but the direction of civilization development has always been cultivation rather than science and technology, so there is no pollution, and the boundless land, except for some deserts and places like the northern plains, are almost all birds and flowers, and the land is full of spring.

Chu Ziheng looked up at the sky, and the silver-gray sky seemed to be adorned with dazzling gems, sprinkling a crystal soft brilliance. Although the holy city was still brightly lit at night, at this time he was lying on the top of a floating palace, and everything he could feel was so elegant and quiet.

The stars shimmered with a faint halo, like the swaying aquatic plants by the river, flickering and dimming, flickering and flickering.

Chu Ziheng gradually indulged in it, and the starry sky was shining, slowly moving in a regular and complicated trajectory.

Chu Ziheng lay on the roof, in this quiet night, carefully observing everything in the night sky, he watched the stars flickering and dimming, watching a bright moon disappear from time to time, and occasionally sliding a meteor in the deep sky, flashing by.

He gradually remembered the scene in the Crucible World, when the Nameless Tower opened a space-time portal.

At that time, he used to sit cross-legged and visualize the way of time and space, although this way of heaven and earth was too complicated, and he couldn't comprehend the mystery for a while, but today he was in this special state of mind and watched the heavens at night, and he actually had some understanding.

At this moment, in his eyes, the stars in the sky rotated slowly, and a brilliant Milky Way ran through it, inlaying countless sparkling diamonds in the dim sky.

Chu Ziheng sat cross-legged at this time, raised his head and looked up at the sky, his eyes staring at the endless galaxy in the sky, and the stars in the sky were reflected in his clear eyes.

The music of the Nameless Tower's evolution of the way of time came out of his memories at this time, and once again into his ears, ingesting his mind, causing him to enter a mysterious and ethereal realm.

He seemed to feel a hint of mystery that belonged to the depths of time and space.

(End of chapter)