Chapter 219 Heavy Blows, Master and Apprentice Talk
The tearing pain circulated in Lu Ze's body.
Everywhere in the body, there was pain everywhere, and the dantian and the spiritual platform were all broken into fragments.
His consciousness wandered through the chaos, blurred.
I just felt that my body was sometimes tingling, sometimes very comfortable, and the confusion was terrible.
"Wake up, Lu Ze, wake up quickly, what is this?"
A pleasant and anxious female voice lingered in his ears.
A vague shadow loomed in his eyes.
Lu Ze wanted to see it clearly, but no matter what, he couldn't see it really.
His eyelids were as heavy as a mountain, and he couldn't seem to open them.
"Elder, Lu Ze has been in a coma for three months, isn't the injury on his body stable? Why haven't you woken up yet? ”
Broken Feixue shook in front of Lu Ze for a while, seeing that his eyelids blinked a few times, but he never had the intention of waking up, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and he looked at the rune on the side.
Because of Lu Ze's relationship, their trip was delayed a lot.
Now, they are in a cave.
The cave has a spiritual spring, full of spiritual energy, and is surrounded by dense runes.
The runes condense the aura of a radius of thousands of miles.
The already rich aura here has climbed to the extreme again.
It has become a holy place for many monks to dream of.
And eighty percent of the aura in this place has been recuperated by Lu Ze.
Lu Ze's injuries were extremely serious, and the rune spent a lot of energy and treated him for seven days before pulling him back from the Ghost Gate.
Now, Lu Ze has been lying on a warm jade bed for nearly three months, and his injuries have stabilized, but he has not woken up for a long time, which makes people worried.
"He injured the origin, there is still residual poison in his body, and he can't wake up for a year and a half!"
The old man looked at Lu Ze lying on the warm jade bed and said a little weakly.
In the past few days, for the sake of Lu Ze, he has exhausted too much strength, and he needs to retreat for at least half a year before he can recover.
There's no way, Lu Ze's injury is too poisonous!
If you don't have any real skills, you can't save it at all!
"Alright, pack up, we'll leave in a moment!"
Then, the old man of the runes sighed and commanded at Broken Flying Snow.
Duan Feixue was startled and said, "Elder, now that Lu Ze is still in a coma, do we really have to hurry?" ”
The old man said: "Don't worry, his body can already withstand a long journey, and if he continues to stay here, it will only do him a lot of harm and nothing good!" ”
"The top priority is to find him an alchemist for treatment!"
That's right, in Lu Ze's current situation, he must find a good alchemist.
And at least the alchemist of the eighth rank has the possibility of healing him.
Even if he can't be cured, he can also clean up the residual toxins in his body, so that he will no longer be troubled by toxins in the future.
Although the old man of the rune is strong, he is not an alchemist after all.
can only reluctantly dispel the poison for Lu Ze, and then continue his life.
"Then let's send him back to the Xuantian Holy Land first, I can go back to the Ten Thousand Hells Holy Land alone!"
Broken Feixue also felt reasonable, and after a moment of silence, he said to the old man with the rune.
"No, if you want to save him, you must go to the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Hells!"
The old man shook his head, vetoed Broken Flying Snow's proposal, and looked at Broken Flying Snow Dao with blazing eyes:
"Feixue, you said before that it was Lu Ze who brought you out of the Forbidden Land of Blood, and it will be up to you whether he will be a waste person or a normal monk in the future!"
Broken Feixue was a little hairy by the old man of the rune, but he also knew what the old man of the rune was worried about, and immediately said:
"Don't worry, Elder!"
"After I go back, I will say that Lu Ze saved me, and I will let the Ten Thousand Hells Holy Land save Lu Ze at all costs!"
Hearing Duan Feixue say this, the old man of the runes smiled with satisfaction, and his heart suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
To be honest, if he could, he really didn't want to trouble the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Hells.
But there is no way, Lu Ze, a bastard, offended many disciples on the first day he came to Xuantian Holy Land.
If they know that Lu Ze has become a waste, I'm afraid he won't survive the next day.
Moreover, this guy used the name of "Qi Ming's attack" to make the Xuantian Holy Land a mess.
I don't know how many deacons and elders grit their teeth with hatred for him.
I didn't move him before, it was completely because he was still a disciple of the Xuantian Holy Land, and he was covered by himself.
Now that he is a waste, some scheming guys can't guarantee that they won't make a black hand to Lu Ze.
Of course, the most important point is that after bringing Lu Ze back, Qi Ming will definitely hate himself to death.
Also, the cost of hiring an eight-rank alchemist is too expensive.
Lu Ze is terminally ill, even if the rune relies on his relationship and invites an eight-grade alchemist, he will hollow out his net worth of thirty percent, not to mention it.
Neither of these, nor was it what the Rune Elder wanted to see.
Now that I see Feixue's big head taking over, I am naturally very happy!
However, thinking about it this way, he wouldn't say these words to Duan Feixue.
Not long after, the old man of the runes set off with Broken Feixue and the unconscious Lu Ze.
…………
"Silly, are you alright?"
During the flight, Lu Ze rested on Broken Feixue's thigh, his eyebrows were furrowed, and his consciousness gradually left his body and appeared in the blood-colored world.
The blood-red world is full of majestic coercion.
Dressed in red clothes, he sat in the blood-colored world, looked at Lu Ze, who was thin in front of him, and asked lightly.
"Master, I, what am I?"
Lu Ze's brain was still in a state of chaos, looking at the old man who was close at hand, and he didn't know if he was still dreaming.
"You have been poisoned, you have been poisoned by a very vicious poison, the dantian has been destroyed, the cultivation is gone, and even the soul pill has been eroded!"
"Now you are equivalent to a wasted person!"
is concise and concise, and explains Lu Ze's physical condition.
"I see!"
When Lu Ze heard this, he immediately smiled miserably, and his smile was very desolate, revealing endless bitterness.
After years of penance, he once turned into nothingness.
No matter how good Lu Ze's heart is, his heart is like a knife for a while, and it is difficult to accept!
"Master, the disciple is incompetent, and you have been disappointed!"
But in the end, he seemed to be relieved again, and bowed heavily to the old man.
His expression was respectful, and his words were filled with deep guilt.
"Don't you hate the old man? The old man cultivates to the heavens and the earth, if he promised you to make a move before, that kid would not even have a face, and he would be killed by the old man! ”
"But the old man let it go, no matter how you say it, it's the old man's fault, isn't there a little bit of hatred for the old man in your heart?"
Seeing this, the old man had a calm face, and continued to ask lightly.
"Hate!"
Lu Ze raised his head and stared at him with a resentful gaze: "I hate, I hate that you can save me, why don't you make a move?" ”
"However, I also understand that your cultivation is towering, there must be a means to restore me, and there must be a reason why you don't make a move!"
"And you summoned me mainly to explain that reason to me, so I don't hate it much now!"
After speaking, the hatred in Lu Ze's eyes dissipated, and was replaced by a faint smile.
Then, he slowly got up, crossed his knees on the ground, and looked at the old man:
"Now, teacher, could you please explain why? Is the disciple not doing well enough, or do you have other plans? ”
Seeing that Lu Ze's attitude had changed so quickly, the old face, which had always been unruly, suddenly showed a smile.
He thought that Lu Ze would hate him, or cry to himself and beg him to save him.
I didn't expect this kid to be so delicate.
In the blink of an eye, I had insight into what he meant, and he was really a good seedling.
In the future, it is just around the corner to dominate the upper realm!
"You guessed right, there is indeed a reason why the old man didn't save you."
Li Lao nodded, and while looking at Lu Ze with blazing eyes, he said slowly:
"The old man didn't make a move, there are three reasons, one is that the teacher wants you to know the gap between you and the real genius, you have been too smooth recently, which is not good for cultivation!"
"Second, the old man doesn't think that you will die, your foundation in the early stage is not weaker than the Tianjiao Demon of the Upper Realm, and you have also taken the Divine Blood Pill, and you can recover from weakness in three and five years at most!"
"Third, that guy is too powerful, and ordinary princely realm powerhouses are not his opponents!"
"Although you are strong now, you can't compare with the princely powerhouse, if the old man uses his strength to help you, he will definitely be noticed by the protector behind the person."
"At that time, it won't be as simple as it is now, if the protector makes a move, the old man must also take action himself!"
"Otherwise, all of you will die, and in this way, we will be even more dangerous!"
Li Lao Tong Lu Ze said three reasons in a row, and Lu Ze could understand the first two.
But the third, he couldn't understand.
Behind the Dire, there are Protectors?
And it's even more powerful than the old man with runes among the three, so you need to leave the old man to make a move?
This made Lu Ze's heart extremely shocked, the strength of the old man of the runes ranked in the top ten in the Xuantian Holy Land, and he was in a high position.
He is also a rune master, and he has the strength to fight adversity.
What kind of strength is the protector of the Dire, who can kill the rune.
"The master knows what you are thinking, and in the same way, the old man can also tell you that the protector behind that person is a god!"
Li Lao peeked into Lu Ze's thoughts, ignored his fluctuating state of mind, and continued to explain:
"If the old man is not mistaken, that person should be a strong person who has been trained by a certain great force in the upper realm, and when he cultivates to the realm of unity, he will return to the upper realm."
"If you want to ask why the god didn't make a move and killed you all, the old man can also answer you, because the rules of this world do not allow it."
"The power of the gods is too powerful, if you shoot many times, it is easy to be detected by heaven and earth, and finally obliterated!"
has lived for a long time from old age, and the doubts in Lu Ze's heart have been broken one by one.
After hearing this, the expression on Lu Ze's face suddenly became extremely complicated, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
Good guy, this cultivation world is really dangerous!
"That Master, if ......"
Then, Lu Ze was silent for a moment, and looked at the old man hesitantly:
"If I could kill that man one day, would you help me?"
After this incident, Lu Ze's heart was devastated.
If the Dire is not removed, he will have demons in his heart every day.
It's just that after hearing that the Dire came from so terrifying, and that there were gods protecting the way, it hit his confidence a lot.
In the case of leaving the old man to make a move, even if Lu Ze has the ability to kill Dire in the future, he will not dare to kill him.
After all, a god who protects the Tao is no joke!
If he is not careful, not only will he finish playing, but his family, friends, and even the forces he is in may all die because of him.
"Of course it will, the old man has no skills, but he can't tolerate sand in his eyes, and he likes to protect calves."
The elder nodded and smiled meaningfully.
"Then I'll thank you here first!"
When Lu Ze heard this, he also laughed, and laughed lightly.
It doesn't matter if the old man is telling the truth or not.
But this sentence made Lu Ze regain his confidence.