Chapter Seventy-Five: The Good Man Who Stole the Token
Although he has decided to take the risk of saving Jiang Fenglai with the power of his life, it does not mean that he rushed to the mountain gate like a reckless man, and the big lama announced to the world that he had a treasure here, which was coveted.
It took Zhang Zheng two days to barely figure out the route where Jiang Fenglai was located.
Tibetan Dao Mountain is a peak, Tianwu Mountain.
Tianwu Mountain is the secret place of Wanxuanmen, there are dozens of natural spiritual springs distributed in large and small, especially in the small secret territory of the back mountain, it is said that there is a high-grade spiritual spring mouth, there are several spiritual ores buried under it, the essence of the spiritual energy is almost liquid, it can be called a fairyland for cultivation, and it is also an excellent place for healing.
But this small secret realm is not accessible to anyone, this is a unique honor for the disciples in the sect, and you can enter the small secret realm to practice for one year every ten years.
Jiang Fenglai is a genius of the sect, and then he has the backing of Jiang Chaorui, the master of the late Yuan Infant period, and the huge family, even if Jiang Chaorui is nowhere to be found now, his safety is also the most important matter of the sect.
On the same day, Lin Xiaoxiao took Jiang Feng back and forth to report to the head of the sect, and was immediately hurriedly sent to the small secret realm to heal, a superb elixir, a genius earth treasure...... Poured into it like flowing water.
As one of the three major families, the Jiang family learned of this, and had sent people from close friends to come overnight with the secret treasures of the clan, and they would be able to arrive in a few days.
These are all things that Zhang Zheng learned from Lin Xiaoxiao and Lin Yihan.
Recalling Lin Xiaoxiao's sad appearance, I am afraid that the injury is extremely serious, and the recovery effect is not very good.
If Zhang Zheng wants to enter the small secret realm, he must pass the ban on the back mountain, and the ban can only be opened by the personal disciple token.
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"Senior Sister Lin, I'm really sorry."
Zhang Zheng lightly took off the personal disciple token and carefully put it in the storage bag.
Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes were closed, her head was half leaning on the stone table, her slightly pale face was resting on her arms, her expression was peaceful, and there was a faint dark blue under her eyes.
The remaining half cup of tea was poured out of the cave, and Zhang Zheng refilled half a cup of tea, and she was terrified by a series of actions.
Thanks to Senior Sister Lin's recent worries and hard work, coupled with her lack of rest and excessive fatigue, she didn't notice her small actions of drugged.
After making sure to clean up the incriminating evidence, Zhang Zheng left in a hurry.
She knew that this move was really extremely risky, not to mention whether Lin Xiaoxiao would doubt her when she woke up, if she wanted to enter the small secret realm in the future, but found that the number of tokens had been exhausted, the first person to suspect would definitely be her.
But she couldn't think of any other way, she couldn't run to the head and say that she could save Jiang Fenglai and let her enter the small secret realm.
Compared with the head of Wanxuanmen, who is not very familiar with and rarely has contact with, she is more willing to believe in Lin Xiaoxiao and believe that she is not a villain who is obsessed with interests.
At least she can stick to her heart in the face of the supreme inheritance.
The Jiang family didn't know when they would arrive, she had to finish it before they arrived, otherwise there would be a lot of people at that time, and it would be difficult to find the opportunity.
Tibetan Dao Mountain is a peak, Tianwu Mountain.
The unusually rich aura was filled into mist, and the spiritual plants all over the mountains grew exceptionally green and strong, and the green trees were shady, towering into the clouds.
Zhang Zheng didn't dare to delay for a moment, activated the hidden breath charm, added the water barrier to hide his figure, picked up the ...... "Light Spirit Formula", and galloped towards the back mountain.
The deeper you go down the mountain, the more dense the spiritual mist becomes, almost obscuring your vision.
Zhang Zheng stroked the storage bag with one hand, took out the personal disciple token, and nervously pasted the transparent forbidden barrier, his heart was like a drum.
I don't know if this ban will recognize that she is not Lin Xiaoxiao, if so, she will really be finished. Stealing disciple tokens, trespassing on prohibitions, and such a special period, it's hard not to arouse suspicion.
Her eyes widened, her dark pupils contracted nervously to the extreme, and she almost flinched in fright.
The transparent prohibition rippled layer by layer, mottled and azure blue covered with jade tokens, and a number gradually appeared.
"One".
Then, the prohibition around the token slowly opened a one-person-high passage.
Zhang Zheng was overjoyed, took off the token, and stepped into the small secret realm.
As soon as he stepped in, the aura that was a hundred times richer than the secret came to his face, Zhang Zheng couldn't help but take a deep breath, the spiritual mist was gloomy, and it was moist to the touch.
The rumors in the sect are true, and the aura here has almost turned into condensed droplets.
It's a pity that we can't practice in such a blessed place.
The faint regret turned into a cloud of smoke and dissipated, Zhang Zheng let go of his divine sense, and searched Jiang Fenglai's figure.
Got it.
With a flicker, Zhang Zheng quietly approached Jiang Fenglai, who was recovering from meditation.
His chest was soaked in a spiritual spring, and the clear spiritual liquid was filled with saturated spiritual energy, which continued to overflow outward.
Just getting closer, the pure aura seems to penetrate into the body through the pores of the whole body, and the muscles and bones of the whole body seem to be washed by the aura, which is extremely comfortable.
Jiang Fenglai can't be allowed to discover his existence.
Zhang Zheng secretly apologized in his heart, his eyes lit up, and he slashed down with a knife on the back of his neck.
Suddenly receiving a heavy blow, Jiang Fenglai's eyelids trembled violently, and as soon as his body became weak, he was about to slide into the water.
Zhang Zheng hurriedly fished him out of the mouth of the spiritual spring and helped him lie on the ground with his face facing the sky.
She doesn't know when someone will come, and she must hurry up and solve it quickly.
The divine sense penetrated into his body, and as soon as it touched the dantian, the tragic and terrifying scene made her feel frightened.
Jiang Fenglai is the heavenly gold spiritual root, and the length of the spiritual root is nine inches and nine.
Right now, the golden spiritual root had climbed all over its body, like a shattered celadon, extremely fragile, and it would shatter at the slightest touch.
The dantian is even more chaotic, and all kinds of spiritual power are filled with it, soft, tyrannical, and sharp......
Most of them were the elixir treasures that the sect gave him to save Jiang Fenglai, and many pure spiritual powers roamed in the dantian, barely maintaining the stability of the weak dantian.
The spiritual pond used by the foundation building monks to store spiritual power had dried up and was scarce, and the little spiritual energy that was left was slowly dissipating.
His dantian is like a container with a hole, and his spiritual power is lost inch by inch, maybe after a while, his dantian will be completely shattered, and he will become a mortal.
Zhang Zheng frowned and wrinkled into a line, she didn't expect Jiang Fenglai to be so seriously injured.
Can the vitality heal him?
She couldn't help but feel a little worried and suspicious.
Let's try it, anyway, she didn't use the vitality to save people, so she should be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, at least the vitality should not make this situation worse.
The eyes are lightly closed, and the hands are pressed three inches below the umbilicus, where the dantian is.
The whirlpool of the seven orifices of vitality slowly operated, and the milky white and mellow vitality qi emerged from the palm, covering the abdomen, and slowly burrowing into the body.
While releasing the vitality qi, Zhang Zheng kept an eye on the situation in his body with his divine sense, dragging the vitality qi throughout his body, and finally gathered at the most seriously injured dantian to nourish the dantian.
Useful!
Her eyelids trembled slightly, the corners of her mouth hooked up a faint arc, and the milky vitality qi entered the dantian, gradually nourishing the large and small broken wounds, and the cracks shrunk extremely slowly under the repair of the vitality qi, becoming more and more faint.
But the effect is too weak.
Zhang Zheng could feel that most of the vitality qi did not act on the injury, but overflowed out of thin air, and she was inevitably a little depressed, and there was a faint guess in her heart, perhaps because her comprehension of the method of neutralization and transformation was not enough.
But at this moment, she can't be allowed to comprehend the secret of neutralization and rebirth, not to mention that comprehension is not something she can realize if she wants to.
The current situation can only be remedied by quantity.