The sound of crawling sounded, and Mu Zizhen hurriedly closed his voice.

A Jindan Realm Black Dark Ant came to him, two tentacles on the top of its head swaying from side to side, crawling back and forth on him, leaving a large patch of mucus behind.

Although the spiritual power contains spiritual power, it has completely transcended the spiritual power, just like the mixture of yellow and blue will turn green, although it is born from yellow and blue, but the essence is completely different.

This is the fundamental reason why neither the Spirit Seeker nor the Black Ant can find him.

After a while, the black ants did not notice and left, Mu Zizhen took a deep breath and began to crawl out of the nest in pain.

He had to get out of here, and he had to find a way to find a recovery elixir or even an elixir, otherwise he would be dragged to death sooner or later with a single injury.

It took an hour to crawl out of the nest, not daring to slack off, and continued to crawl with a slight discernment.

Although the spiritual power of the dantian has not been exhausted, the frost front is gone, it should have been devoured by the black underworld ants, but there is a thunder escape technique, but how to use it if you can't stand up.

The sun rises and the moon sets, this is the third day that Mu Zizhen left the lair, during which he also encountered fierce beasts, but fortunately, the level is not high, and it was solved by Mu Zizhen with both hands.

The only people who can move up and down the body are the hands and head, and the chest and abdomen are completely unconscious.

At this rate, I don't know how long it will take to climb out of the black sand plain, and the injuries all over the body are gradually getting worse without being recuperated, Mu Zizhen estimates that he can last two days at most, and he can only die if he is not treated.

Another day passed, and Mu Zizhen was still crawling mechanically, dragging a mile-long trail on the black sand, and he felt like he was dying, because he began to hallucinate.

"Sister, look at someone here. A childish voice rang out.

"Strange! How could anyone here be so badly injured?"

"Xin'er, I think it's better to go, he probably can't be saved if he is injured like this, and besides, if this kind of unknown person is saved, he may even cause trouble. A man's voice rang out.

"Grandpa Hong often says that saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, let's take him with us, as for whether we can save it or not, let's do our best!"

"You! Now that we are all unable to protect ourselves, it's just a matter of watching and doing it. ”

Mu Zizhen woke up again and found himself lying on a bed, his whole body wrapped in gauze and only a pair of eyes.

The spiritual sense is scattered, and the room is only about ten square meters, and a square table, a bench, and a bed are all in the room.

Squeak!

The door was pushed open, and a red figure entered.

The person who came was only in his twenties, with a tall figure and a slender neck, his facial features could only be regarded as ordinary, and his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, giving people a sense of weakness.

"Ahh The girl saw Mu Zizhen open her eyes and said in surprise, "I thought you wouldn't wake up! ”

"Thank you girl for saving her life, please don't blame the girl if she is seriously injured and can't see the ceremony. ”

"You're welcome, just do what you can!"

Another figure came in from outside the house, it was a young man, with dark skin and big eyes, and his face was very honest, "Boy, you should leave quickly when you wake up! Xin'er spent a lot of spirit stones for your injury, we originally..."

"Brother, don't say it again, you have to do good deeds to the end, he is like this now, don't you let him go and let him die!" Before the young man finished speaking, he was interrupted by the girl in front of the bed.

"But Xin'er, I can't raise the spirit stone, that Grandpa Hong's shop..."

"Okay brother, I know it in my heart. ”

Although Mu Zizhen didn't know why, it was not difficult to guess that they were in trouble, and it became more difficult because of the difficulty of saving him.

Immediately said weakly: "Miss Xin'er, you send me out! ”

"Don't think about it too much, it's hard to say anything about our business, and it's not too late to leave when you're healed. Xin'er insisted.

"My name is Mu Zizhen. ”

"My name is Chen Xin'er, this is my brother Chen Qihao, I will call you Mu Gongzi in the future!"

"Hmph!" her brother just snorted coldly at Xin'er's introduction.

Regarding Chen Qihao's attitude, of course Mu Zizhen is not accountable and unqualified, even if the cultivation realm is weak and strong, there is still no shortage of good people, this girl who believes in his previous life can only be described as an angel.

This recuperation has been more than half a month, and Mu Zizhen has been able to get out of bed and walk normally.

During this period, in addition to Xin'er and her brother, there was also a teenage guy named Chen Qiming, who was three brothers and sisters.

His parents died early, and the three of them depended on each other.

And the reason why they went to the Black Sand Plains was to collect the 'Sand Ball Fern' and sell it for spirit stones, which was a low-level elixir, and the predicament they were facing Mu Zizhen also figured it out.

The cultivation qualifications of the three brothers and sisters are all good, they have the spiritual root of the earth, and they all join the same refining force 'Artifact Pavilion', which is only a small force and is still engaged in business.

The three of them have been cared for by an old man in a refining shop since they were children, and the refining shop has recently failed to refine a spiritual weapon, and the materials are extremely precious, and the other party has a lot of money to ask for compensation.

It is said that failure in refining is a common thing, no matter whether you find someone to refine the weapon or alchemy, you will prepare several spiritual materials, and no one can guarantee that it will be completed at one time.

The old man was first forcibly taken over the task, and only gave one spiritual material, and now he failed and asked for a thousand spirit stones for compensation.

The three siblings are just trying to find a way to earn spirit stones.

According to Mu Zizhen, there are really not many thousand spirit stones, and most of the disciples in the sect can raise them, so it's only because he doesn't understand the cultivation of truth.

The spiritual power is circulating extremely quickly in the body, and the musculoskeletal muscles and bones will tremble every time they breathe, which is to drive away the dark wound.

"Sister, there are still two hundred spirit stones left!"

"If you don't pick up that kid and come back, I guess it's almost enough, tomorrow is January, how about that?"

"Brother, isn't a life worth two hundred spirit stones?" Xin'er pouted and said aggrievedly.

"You're just too kind, I'll think of a way to go back to the cabinet!" Chen Qihao said with a headache.

Early the next morning, the three of them were about to go out with a burden, and Mu Zizhen came out of the house and said, "I'll go and see it with you!"

"Big brother, are you healed?" said the little guy Chen Qiming.

"yes! I'll go and see if I can help. ”

Chen Qihao's face sank and he was about to say something, but Xin'er preemptively said: "It's okay to go out for a walk!"

The four of them turned out of the alley and came out onto the street, and there were not many pedestrians at this time, but the shops were open.

Stopping at the door of a refining shop, Mu Zizhen looked inside and frowned.

The shop is located in the middle of the street, which is definitely a good location, but there are more than a dozen utensils placed on the shelves in the shop, and the spiritual power is very thin, and it is not even a low-grade spiritual weapon.

It's just a matter of having a small amount of goods and poor goods, but a thick layer of dust on the shelf has obviously not been cleaned for a long time, so it's no wonder that this business can be good?

A few people entered the store, a musty smell came to their nostrils, and a few people walked through the curtain to the backyard.

An old man sat at the stone table in the courtyard and drank tea, most of his teeth were lost in the furrows on his face, his white hair was sparse and trembling, and most of his cup of tea was sprinkled before he could reach his mouth.