"Is it enough to use the Holy Light Technique to stop bleeding and build muscles, and then use the Pure Dust to calm the mind? There are still so many turbulent True Yuan Groups in the meridians of these two people, if they don't want to find a way to clean up, they will wake up from this sleep, and they are afraid that their cultivation will be reduced by three percent, and some people think that if they learn some methods casually, they can cure diseases and save people, which is really inappropriate. ”

Chen Changsheng said to himself while moving needles like the wind.

Folded his sleeves looked at him condescendingly and said, "You can replace some of the three words in the previous sentence with her." ”

Chen Changsheng finished his work, stood up, looked at him and explained very seriously: "I'm not comparing anything with her. ”

Folded sleeves said very seriously: "I don't believe it. ”

Chen Changsheng felt that his face was a little hot, and he stopped talking, preparing to wake up the two southern cultivators and let them go to the riverside to meet the others.

At this moment, he saw something drawn on the ground next to the campfire, and when he looked closely, he saw that it was a road map, and a simple line of words.

The handwriting is not bad.

He said silently in his heart.

She told them to go to the mountains and forests, and it seemed that there were a lot of people gathered there. ”

He looked at him and asked, "Shall we go?"

Chen Changsheng didn't think about it, and said directly: "Don't." ”

Folded sleeves asked, "Why?"

"I ...... There is still something to be done...... And many more...... Waiting for me to heal my wounds...... All right. ”

Chen Changsheng stood up, was silent for a long time, and said a little embarrassed: "I'm not ready yet." ”

......

......

The white sacrificial garment is particularly eye-catching in the night, and if it is in the streets and alleys of the people, it may be very scary, but in the eyes of the practitioners, this white sacrificial robe is like the fireworks with special marks of the Thirteen Divisions of the Qing Dynasty and the Holy Maiden Peak, representing the hope of living and the end of suffering.

Along the way, the girl had already heard two shouts full of surprise and tears, so when she saw that the practitioner by the campfire at the bottom of the grass slope was so calm, she was a little uncomfortable for a while, and after a moment she realized why, it turned out that the practitioner was meditating.

When she approached, she found that the cultivator's wound had been bandaged, and judging from the angle of the injury and the method of bandaging, it should not have been her own treatment. She was about to turn away, but remembering something, she crouched down again, reached out and untied the bandaging strips, and examined the wound inside.

The cultivator's wound should have been struck by some kind of ritual weapon of the Sect Worship Center, and there were still some remnants of the Sect Ritual Weapon commonly known as star shavings on the skin around the wound, but the star shavings in the wound were cleaned extremely clean by the person who healed the wound, and the wound was also treated very well, and it was actually sewn together with some kind of thread.

The girl thought to herself that the person who healed the wound was really bold, and although it was recorded in the Daozang and the Pharmacopoeia, no one had done so for many years.

There should be no problem with external injuries, she is more concerned about the problems in the meridians, being injured by a magic weapon and being injured by a sword are two concepts, the sword hurts its body, the weapon hurts its quality, the magic weapon in the cultivation world is not as sharp as the sword, and the lethality is mainly reflected in the damage to the cultivator's internal organs, especially the meridians.

After this cultivator was healed of his external injuries, he had been meditating, and maybe even Zhihai had a problem.

Her fingers rested on the cultivator's veins, and she slowly poured in an extremely pure true element.

Stimulated by this true element, the cultivator woke up from his meditative state, looked at the girl who was close at hand, and was startled, and subconsciously wanted to make a move.

Zhou Yuan, which was set by the cruel rules set by the saints, was indeed a good place for human cultivators to sharpen their minds and improve their combat abilities.

The girl ignored it and said, "Don't move, don't speak, close your eyes." ”

The cultivator didn't know her, at least not at this time, but for some reason, listening to her voice like a clear spring, he felt extremely trusted, and subconsciously relaxed according to the words, and closed his eyes again.

After a few moments, the girl stood up.

She did not linger any longer, but went into the distance in the night.

The campfire stretched her shadow a little longer.

The cultivator woke up again and looked at her back with a little confusion.

At the previous glance, he saw a delicate but ordinary face that was easily forgotten.

Why at this time, when he looked at the back of this girl, he felt that the beauty was a little thrilling?

The girl's mood at this time was also a little confused.

The cultivator's meridians were very smooth, and all the shocks and blockages left by the ritual weapons were actually dissolved.

Among the hundreds of cultivators in Zhou Yuan, who was the best at medicine?

Who is the best at this method, who can make such subtle corrections to a practitioner's meridians in the Nether Realm?

She was different from Chen Changsheng, and immediately thought of who the person was.

It's still useful.

She thought silently to herself.

......

......

Listening to the sound of the water, she came to the bank of the stream, looked at the bonfire, and found that there were two people she knew.

The two girls were surprised to see her.

Ye Xiaolian's eyes showed a look of awe, and Senior Sister Tong smiled at ease.

Anything can be changed, only the eyes can't be changed, and she didn't deliberately change at this time, so the same door recognized her identity.

She shook her head, Ye Xiaolian and Senior Sister Dong understood, and didn't say anything.

She walked over to the Void Viewer, untied his bandages, looked at him twice, and slowly raised her eyebrows.

"He's cured?"

She looked at Senior Sister Tong and asked.

Senior Sister Tong was practicing with her in Nanxi Zhai, so she naturally knew about the things between her and Chen Changsheng, and she didn't know the meaning of her question for a while.

"I think it's still useful, who knew that the treatment was so messy, only the sword wound on the outside was treated, and the inside was still bleeding, didn't he care?"

I don't know why, the more the girl thinks about it, the more angry she becomes.

The Qingxu Guan Guan Master was very weak at this time, and he didn't know what was going on, and his disciples were even more confused, just looking at the attitude of the two Holy Maiden Peak disciples, he knew that the people who came would definitely not be able to offend.

The girl stretched out her right hand and brushed his chest and abdomen in the air, only to see a holy light fall from her palm.

No matter how remote the Qingxu Meditation is, it is only a side of the state religion, how can the viewer not recognize the Holy Light Technique?

He was immediately moved, and became more and more sure that this girl was a great figure in the state religion, and he was anxious to get up and pay respects.

The girl frowned slightly and knocked him unconscious.

The disciple of the Pure Void Contemplation Lord, Nene, stood aside, not daring to speak, let alone do anything.

After learning some medical skills from Ji Daoren, he thought that he could cure all the people in the world? I don't want to think about it, are cultivators and ordinary people the same thing? Are sword wounds and wind chills the same thing?

The girl thought about these things with a little annoyance, looked at Senior Sister Tong and said, "When will he come back?"

Senior Sister Tong calculated the time, and it was not far from the time that Chen Changsheng had said, and said, "It should be soon." ”

The girl was stunned, got up and walked into the night.

Senior Sister Tong asked, "You don't wait for him?"

The girl did not answer this sentence, and passed away quietly, startling several night birds in the woods.

......

......

(The next two days may be a little less frequent because of the trip.) ）