Chapter Seventy-Five: The Battle of the Fierce Eagle in the North of the Desert (1)
Zhongli saw the Purple Spirit Demon Flame Flower handed out by Lu Rongxuan, and just as he wanted to say no, he saw Lu Rongxuan faint due to excessive blood loss. hurriedly held Lu Rongxuan, who was about to fall to the ground, and stopped Lu Rongxuan's injury, but the broken arm was no longer recoverable.
Zhongli couldn't help but sigh as he saw that Lu Rongxuan's right hand was still holding the Purple Spirit Demon Flame Flower tightly. He understood Lu Rongxuan's helplessness, as a casual cultivator, the Purple Spirit Demon Flame Flower worth 100,000 spirit stones, if he didn't have to save his life now, he would never take it out easily, even if he fainted now, his subconscious was still reluctant to take this Purple Spirit Demon Flame Flower.
Now that he has rescued Lu Rongxuan, of course Zhongli will not let it go, and after treating his injuries, he ensures that he will not worry about his life for the time being. Zhongli stretched out his hand to take this Purple Spirit Demon Flame Flower and wanted to put it back in his arms for Lu Rongxuan, he didn't want to kill people and take treasures like Ding Er. It's just that when he just touched the Purple Spirit Demon Flame Flower, there was a sudden change. The most precious invisible flame on the Purple Spirit Demon Flame Flower actually took the initiative to drill into his body.
Zhong Li was startled, and quickly got up to check his physical condition, this situation he had never heard of, the Purple Spirit Demon Flame Flower had always been used as an alchemy auxiliary, and he had heard of a precedent for direct absorption. After careful observation, Zhongli found that the invisible flame did not actively drill into his body, but was absorbed by the self where the aura changed into a miniature version of the dantian, and as the invisible flame entered the dantian, Zhongli saw that the spirit body at the dantian seemed to open its mouth, and the invisible flame was sucked in.
Zhong Li couldn't help but feel a little worried, he still hadn't figured out what the abnormal thing in the dantian was, from the original mysterious iron rope to a drop of spiritual power droplet, and now it had become this miniature version of himself, as if he was cultivating with him, Zhong Li called this miniature version of himself 'Spirit Body'. Although these anomalies have brought countless benefits to himself, but if he doesn't figure out what the hell is going on, he can't feel at ease, this time he saw that this 'spirit body' absorbed the invisible flame of the purple spirit demon flame flower, and he was even more confused, could it be that the 'spirit body' is going to change again?
It's just that Zhongli waited for a long time, and the 'spirit body' didn't move again except for the invisible flame that had initially opened its mouth to absorb the Purple Spirit Demon Flame Flower. Zhongli was relieved at this time, he had actually been a little worried, half of his current strong strength came from the 'spirit body' feeding, the speed at which he absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and refined it to the physical body that attracted the thunder tribulation, all of which highlighted the benefits given to him by the 'spirit body', but he was worried that one day it would all be taken back. However, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, at least there is no discomfort in the body now, seeing that there is no movement in the 'spirit body', Zhongli let out a long breath, and he doesn't care.
Zhongli moved Lu Rongxuan under a big tree, and then walked towards Ding Er and them. When he saw the past, the two of them were still lying on the ground, but their whole bodies were scorched black by the lightning strikes, and they couldn't see their original appearance at all. There was even a faint electric current sizzling around them, and Zhongli was surprised that it hadn't completely dissipated after half a moment.
Zhongli checked the bodies of the two and found that Ding Er was still alive and had a faint breathing, but looking at the injury, it was not far from death, and Zhongli naturally would not treat him.
"It's a hard life!" Zhongli looked at Ding Er, squatted down and sneered, but Ding Er passed out and couldn't hear it at all.
Zhong Li still took a simple step to treat Ding Er, he wanted to inquire about Shangguan Yaowen, and he wanted to know if Lu Chen's guess was accurate, and whether the Heng Dao Sect was ready to join forces with the Biyun Sect to snatch the Heavenly Meteor Golden Essence. He admired Lu Chen's strategy a little, so he wanted to verify whether everything was being executed according to Lu Chen's plan.
After Ding Er woke up after being treated by Zhongli, he only felt that his body didn't seem to be his own, it was all in pain, but he couldn't move at all. And at the first glance, when he saw Zhongli's swarthy man in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and his eyes showed a look of horror. At this moment, Zhongli was like a devil in front of him, he and his companions had a good premonition, and they were indeed not Zhongli's opponents, but they didn't expect that they couldn't even escape. Thinking of the countless lightning attacks summoned by Zhongli, he was hit as soon as he looked back and saw it, and he couldn't react at all, and when the first lightning struck, he fainted.
The "Thunderball" in "Thunder Nine Skies" is an indiscriminate attack, which cannot lock on to the target, and Ding Er is only hit by a lightning bolt, otherwise he will definitely die. His companion was extremely unlucky, and was struck by a few thunderbolts, and he could not die again. Of course, it was also Chongyi who withdrew his spiritual skills, and if all of them were released, Ding Er would not have been so lucky, only to be hit by a bolt of lightning.
Ding Er was woken up by Zhongli, but he couldn't open his mouth at all, Zhongli asked a few questions, Ding Er couldn't answer, the injury was too serious, and he didn't even have the strength to speak. Seeing this situation, Zhongli was naturally reluctant to spend more spiritual power to treat Ding Er.
Just when Zhongli felt bored and wanted to completely free Ding Er with one palm, a mutation protruded. Suddenly, there was a running sound, and someone was coming.
"When I heard the thunder, I immediately rushed over, but there was no movement at this time, which was strange. It stands to reason that the treasure should be nearby. A puzzled self-question came into Zhongli's ears.
Zhongli heard someone speak, and quickly stood up, and the person who came was extremely fast, and in an instant, he was in front of him, a person wearing a one-eyed mask and a scarred face.
"Mobei Liying!" Zhongli's eyes narrowed, he didn't expect it to be him.
"Huh?" Mobei Li Ying had just arrived in the woods, and when he saw that the trees where Zhongli was standing had collapsed, he looked at it a few times, and then looked at the two charred corpses beside Zhongli, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled. He thought that a strange treasure had been born, so he rushed over. But looking at this situation, it seems to be the sound of Zhongli fighting with someone.
"Daoist friends know me?" Mobei Li Ying asked as he looked at Zhongli, and he heard Zhongli call him by his name. Mobei Li Ying also had some impressions of Zhong Li, he was one of the few people who entered the small secret realm in front of him, and he was almost half a step behind Zhong Li.
"The fame of Mobei Liying is widespread, and Qingming City is widely spread, and I naturally know it. Zhong Li replied, but he was secretly vigilant, Mobei Li Ying was the peak strength of the ninth order of the Spirit Martial Realm, and it was rumored that the combat power was also extremely strong, so he didn't dare to be careless.
Although Zhong Li once defeated Elder Chen of the first order of the Yuan Martial Realm of Sunset City with one punch, but in a city dominated by mortals, Yanji City naturally didn't care too much, especially after coming to Qingming City, Zhong Li saw that many people had the combat power to challenge beyond the level, and only then did he understand that the realm only showed that the real strength never looked at the level of the realm, and a person like Mobei Li Ying, who had a high realm and strong combat power, naturally made him extremely vigilant.
"Oh, if you know me, you should know my way of doing things. Call out all the exotic herbs you have collected, and I'll let you go. Mobei Li Ying said lightly, he felt that Zhongli was only a second-order realm of the Lingwu Realm, and he was directly threatened.
"Is Daoyou too domineering!" Zhongli narrowed his eyes and said, he couldn't stand the threat of others the most, although he had been in the small secret realm for a long time, he didn't look for any rare and exotic herbs at all, but he didn't bother to explain.
"Heh, Daoyou?" Mobei Liying sneered, looked at Zhongli and continued with a smile: "You dare to call me a Daoist?"
Mobei Liying naturally laughed at Zhongli's realm, and he didn't measure himself.
"I don't care what happened here before, and I don't care about it, but since you killed these two people, you must have a lot of rare and exotic herbs on you. If you hand it all over, I'll let you live, if you don't know each other. Hmph..."Mobei Li Ying sneered, the meaning was self-evident.
He felt that Zhongli and he were the same as him, and he came to this small secret realm to kill people and seize treasures, after all, how can the speed of a person collecting rare and exotic herbs be as fast as snatching. His idea is very simple, if Zhongli is acquainted, he will let Zhongli leave when he gets the rare and exotic grass, of course, not how kind he is, but for the next time if he encounters Zhongli again, he can snatch it again. Of course, if Zhongli resisted, he would kill him directly.