Chapter 138 Inventory

The breeze blows through the grass in the valley. Under the action of the wind, the tree feels very comfortable, and dances with the wind, making a rustling sound.

I don't know when, Li Wenfeng's fingers moved slightly, and his mind was not very clear, so he just lay in place.

After a while, he opened his eyes and saw the bright moon in the sky, and felt very strange in his heart, wasn't he avoiding Cai Feng's group of people?

Thinking of Cai Feng, he was immediately awakened, got up from the ground suddenly, and looked around nervously.

Immediately, he felt very surprised, why Zhao Lin was here, the scene looked like a battle.

"Why?" I wondered why I was here, and why Zhao Lin was here.

"Ahh......h

The only thing he could think of was a man dressed in white, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't imagine what that person looked like.

He couldn't think about things clearly, so he didn't think about it anymore, his eyes turned to Zhao Lin who was lying on the other side, and found that he still had a faint breath, and his heart was suddenly overjoyed. Walking towards Zhao Lin, his index finger tried at Zhao Lin's nose and found that Zhao Lin was still saved.

Seeing this, there was no hesitation to find your own storage bag.

Just looked for it,. Immediately paused, he didn't know when, another storage bag appeared on his body. But the current situation does not allow him to think too much again.

Within an instant, a crystal jade bottle appeared in his hand.

Looking at this crystal bottle, and then looking at Zhao Lin, the swallow that was reluctant was immediately replaced by firmness.

When the jade bottle was opened, a faint medicinal fragrance came, and there was only a pill as thick as a little finger in the bottle, and the medicinal fragrance came from that pharmacology.

He was very reluctant to pour out the pill, "Sanyuan Dan, it's up to you whether he can survive or not!" said and handed the pill in his hand to Zhao Lin's mouth.

If there is a cultivator here, seeing this scene, he will definitely scold Li Wenfeng for being a loser, but he is just a mortal, especially this person is still his enemy, and there is Sanyuan Dan to save people, it is really a loser.

You must know that the so-called Sanyuan Dan is not a random area, name, but corresponds to the so-called three souls, namely the heavenly soul, the earth soul and the human soul.

Every life has its soul, even if it is a small grass.

And the so-called three souls and seven spirits are all aimed at people, and in the final analysis, a cultivator is just a person who transcends himself, and since he is a human being, he also has his own soul.

The three-element pill can be used to exercise one's three souls, and there are several kinds of three-yuan pills, which correspond to different souls.

For example, the grain that Li Wenfeng fed to Zhao Lin was actually just a human soul pill.

Now that he has been given treatment measures, whether he can survive after that depends on Zhao Lin's own efforts.

It's okay for a while, Li Wenfeng found a better place, looked pleasing to the eye, and sat down directly, in his opinion, he had been lying on the ground for so long, why bother with these little things.

When he sat down, he didn't meditate to recover, but took out the storage bag that suddenly appeared and probed the contents inside.

I don't know whose contents belong to the storage bag, but now that it's in his hands, it's his own.

It didn't take long, perhaps after reading the contents of the house, Atta was quiet, looking up at the sky, the night was quiet, as his face showed at this time, it was very quiet, no loss, no joy, no one knew how he was feeling at this time, and no one knew what he got in the storage bag.

It didn't take long for him to tie the bag to his waist and ignore it.

Looking at Zhao Lin who was spread on the ground, he didn't seem to be waking up at all, so he closed his eyes.

"Machine spirit, come out. I have something to ask you!" When he closed his eyes, he was not cultivating, but he had something to ask about the machine spirit. As soon as he entered the sea of knowledge, he shouted towards the machine spirit.

At this time, he slowly looked at his sea of knowledge, and everything he saw couldn't be expressed in words, and he really didn't think too much about what he did with the machine spirit.

But he only thinks that the machine spirit is too messy.

What he saw in front of him now was not as barren as before, but there was a green space, and that was it, but near the green space, I don't know how the machine spirit used to make a small room.

"What's wrong?" a crisp voice came into his ears as he surveyed everything he saw.

The voice was made by a small person the size of a thumb, with delicate facial features, and at the first glance of this person, for some reason, Li Wenfeng was a little disappointed and thought: "Why Mr. Thumbelina, not Thumbelina?"