Chapter 562: Yu Chiyan patrols the mountain
82_82410 Chapter 531 Wei Chiyan patrols the mountains
A thick mist enveloped the valley. There was a dead silence in the valley.
There is nothing here except rocks and fog. The air was humid and cold, with no life. In one cave, there was a pile of red hedrons, like a red-hot coal, but it had no smoke and the temperature was very hot, drying the cave to dry and warm, and providing light.
Although Ye Qingcheng almost died in time and space, when he was in a coma, he had a beautiful dream. He dreamed of Miyagawa Snow and sat with her under an old mulberry tree, picking mulberries to eat together.
A simple, nostalgic dream.
When he woke up, he found himself lying in the cave, and Liu Beishui was sitting next to him, untying the bandages on his arms and probing for injuries.
"How long has it been?" Ye Qingcheng asked weakly.
"Less than two days. Liu Beishui looked at the newly grown skin on his arm with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "When I just rescued you, I was so scared that my scalp was numb." It's like a skinned person, covered in blood, without a single piece of flesh intact. â
"How did it heal so quickly?" Ye Qingcheng also felt that he was at the critical point of being melted at that time. However, such a severe wound healed very quickly.
"Although the power of time and space is terrifying, it is non-poisonous and has no consequences, and broken parts are easy to grow. Liu Beishui said.
For powerful spiritual martial arts, spiritual power is the source of their regeneration, and ordinary wounds are easy to heal by themselves. There are only three kinds of wounds that are difficult to heal: one is the heavy wound of the soul, which is very slow to recover; the second is the wound of poison and curse, which is easy to remain in the body; and the third is the wound caused by the enemy who is stronger than oneself, and the attack of the strong on the weak hides many forces that the weak cannot resist or understand, which is not only difficult to heal, but even easy to leave permanent scars.
Many Lingwu have permanent scars on their bodies, almost all of them are left by strong people. Like Ye Qingcheng, a large number of scars on his body can heal and disappear, but the scorching sun-like scar on his chest has always existed. Because, it was left by the madness, and unless he cultivated beyond the madness one day, he could have a way to get rid of the scars.
Opposite the red crystal fire, the old goblin Shen Zhu was also like a zongzi, wrapped in a white bandage, he still didn't wake up, and his lost right arm only grew a little, very slowly.
"Do you have reclaimed water?" Ye Qingcheng asked. The old goblin was in a desperate situation to help them, and he didn't want him to be crippled from now on.
"Yes. Liu Beishui said.
"The stump grows so slowly?" Ye Qingcheng said in surprise.
"Bai Ze is a seventh-order, hero-level. The injuries he inflicted on Master Shen were very strange and difficult to heal. Liu Beishui said: "It is estimated that Master Shen will have ten days and half a month to wake up, and as for the regeneration of broken limbs, it is even more far away." â
"The hero's attack is so terrifying?" Ye Qingcheng looked incredulous.
Liu Beishui shook his head and said, "It should be that in Bai Ze's attack, there is some kind of strange power hidden that we don't know." By the way, what are the special properties of the Wind Dragon Seal?"
The special attribute of the Green Dragon Seal is the reverse spring and autumn, time class.
"I don't know. Ye Qingcheng said: "Uncle Yu said that there are many mysterious things in the world, and it only makes sense for me to explore them myself. Regarding the secrets of the Dragon Slaying Palace, he didn't tell me much. â
In other words, the three major components of the Wind Dragon Seal, in addition to the dragon seal that is refined and cast on the coat of arms, and the pure spirit that can increase the spiritual power many times, the most critical three, they don't know yet.
"What about the third child?" Ye Qingcheng asked.
"He's gone to survey the terrain. Liu Beishui said: "Until now, we don't know which ancient realm this is. â
The Wind Dragon Hall is composed of five ancient realms and an inner hall. Among them, the Thunder Realm has fallen off and been abandoned, and there are still four ancient realms of fire, dust, fog, and wind left, and one of them has been scrapped by the original cloud sky. Therefore, among the four ancient realms of fire, dust, fog, and wind, there is one that is not dangerous.
However, when they entered here, it was not a dragon-shaped space-time portal. This means that there are still zĂ i guardians here, and they need to be defeated.
"Isn't this the Fog Realm?" Ye Qingcheng looked at the thick fog outside the cave.
"I'm curious, too. Liu Beishui said: "However, Bai Ze was the guardian of the Fog Realm, and he left, but it was only an ordinary portal that teleported us, not a dragon gate. â
"Say so. Ye Qingcheng pondered and said, "There is a new lord here?"
Ye Qingcheng struggled to sit up, and hurriedly said, "Since there is a danger, how can you let the third child go to explore the terrain alone?"
"You and Master Shen are seriously injured and in a coma, and I am a pharmacist, so I have to take care of you. Liu Beishui said with a smile: "Who will go if he doesn't go? Besides, we can't always protect the third child behind him, although he is a little sluggish, but he is also a genius, sooner or later he has to grow up, and he has to have the ability to stand alone." â
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Wei Chiyan, who has just turned twelve, is indeed growing rapidly. It's just that he was covered up by Ye Qingcheng and Liu Beishui in all aspects.
This time, Liu Beishui finally agreed to let him go out alone to investigate the situation, which made him feel a little proud. He carried a straight knife that he made casually, stole Ye Qingcheng's wine gourd and hung it on his waist, like a little thief patrolling the mountains, humming a vulgar song that he didn't know where to learn, and walking in a gray fog.
The mist shrouded the heavens and the earth, and a round of white false suns made of water and fire stone hung high in the sky.
Yu Chiyan wandered for a long time, but saw nothing except barren mountains, rocks, and fog that never dissipated. It's like a dead land, with no sign of life.
"Could it be that it's hidden again, and it won't come out at night?" Yu Chiyan muttered, "It's not still a rain monster, right?"
"Then beat the sun down again!" he muttered to himself.
Before he knew it, he had walked to a canyon. The fog-shrouded canyon was very majestic, and he stood in front of the canyon, his figure looking extraordinarily small. He first took off the wine gourd, took a few sips of wine, and smiled greedily: "When the eldest brother wakes up, I can drink all the wine here, hehe." â
Then, he hung the gourd back to his waist, touched the back of his bare head, and walked into the canyon without hesitation.
As soon as he entered the canyon, a scene appeared on a mountain wall that interested him.
I saw that on the rock wall on the left, an ancient relief more than ten zhang high was embossed, which was a majestic figure, but it was damaged. The relief, dressed in a feather-weaved, smock-like garment, looks very primitive, one arm disappears, and the remaining arm sticks out from the rock wall, palm upward, and a faint red flame rises from it. It is missing from the neck up, and as such, it is a headless statue.
Half of the body of the relief dived into the rock wall, half of the body was convex and floated outside, and on the huge palm that was specially stretched out, the pale red flames that rose up aroused Yu Chiyan's interest. He leaped to his feet and jumped onto the giant palm. As a result, to his disappointment, this pale red flame was not a fire spirit, but a strange pale red mist