Ling Heng's speed was very fast, but in a short moment, he dodged into the current, not caring about the raging current wetting his clothes, he neatly reached out and took the unconscious little body into his arms, and led her back to the edge of the crater.

The protective shield that had been hanging over the child, as soon as it sensed the safety of its owner, melted away and left it to be taken away.

Qing Yan was a step late, and could only watch Ling Heng rescue Qu Qingge first, he sighed helplessly, so he could only turn around and go back, follow Ling Heng, and go to check on Qu Qingge's situation.

At a glance before, he vaguely glimpsed Qingge's body covered in blood and scarred, if he let the lady see it, I don't know what it would be like to feel distressed?

The disciples who were still unaware of the situation saw that the two senior uncles seemed to fly out of the competition one after the other, and rushed straight to the waterfall that was sloping down, among which it seemed that Uncle Ling Heng took the lead, took the lead in fishing out his spoils from the waterfall, and turned around, while Uncle Qingyan was a step slower, and could only follow Uncle Ling Heng back with a lonely face.

The disciples of the Lingyun Sect here had just consciously straightened out their way of thinking, and the demon cultivators over there were too lazy to take care of what lawsuit the Dao cultivators were fighting here, and they had already taken this opportunity to ascend to the central stone platform, intending to seize the ancient tomb treasure first.

"Let's go. Ling Heng glanced at the small body curled up in her arms in embarrassment and weakness, and when she saw the bare scars under her torn clothes, her eyes darkened, and she said in a cold tone.

The child has been with him for a long time, and it is rare that he can still remember to take out a cloak from his storage ring and wrap Qu Qingge in a soaked body, so as not to let her suffer from typhoid fever, although the cultivator does not seem to have typhoid fever.

"Yes. Although the disciples didn't understand why Uncle Ling Heng didn't grab the treasures with those demon cultivators, but instead got the lost child back from the water and was about to leave, because of Ling Heng's many years of accumulation, they didn't dare to refute his decision, so they simply responded and obediently followed Uncle Shi and left.

"This is the cemetery left by Wu Huanzi, do you really think that those demon cultivators will get any treasures so easily?" The lost child was finally found, and Qing Yan's mood was much better, so he returned to his former gentleness, and gently and patiently solved the doubts of the sect disciples.

After speaking, Qing Yan was on tiptoe, and his figure jumped forward, walking away beside Ling Heng, and the other disciples also left the coveted main tomb behind the two of them, and gradually moved away.

In the distance, it seemed that he could still hear the painful roars of those demon cultivators in the tomb behind him, and the disciples who were traveling quickly trembled in their hearts, and suddenly recalled the rumors about Wu Huanzi.

It is rumored that Wu Huanzi is a famous refining and alchemy master in the cultivation world, and the best immortal elixir born from his hands is unknown.

And the most beloved thing about him is that this is a great power who loves to leave all kinds of inheritances, and he loves to leave the treasures he has learned and obtained in the secret realm he has set up all his life, leaving them for future generations to experience and obtain treasures.

This is a matter of blessing for future generations, and it should be admired by future generations, but this powerful man is naturally naughty and especially likes to play tricks.

Back then, when he had not yet ascended, basically half of the people in the entire cultivation realm had been tricked by him, and he had many enemies, but when he was humble in the early stage of cultivation, he was protected by his own powerful master on top of his head, and no one dared to touch him.

And this one is also a refining weapon, alchemy master, the instrument is in the cultivation world, everyone needs things, although he loves to play pranks, but he is much better than those masters who are arrogant and arrogant, generally as long as it is not a big evil person begging him to do something, and the remuneration paid is enough, he will promise to help refine spiritual weapons or pills.

At this point, those who ask for him can endure his stinky temper, as long as they can get the high-level spiritual weapons and elixirs that they want, even if they are tricked by him a few times.

And this rather playful senior left countless secret realms in various parts of the cultivation realm before he ascended, or a place of training, but not every place of experience has real treasures, and it is accompanied by a large number of pranks, and the opportunities in it are also different, and the randomness is very high.

Some people have just entered, and they have obtained the biggest treasure in it, and they have returned with a full load; some people have gone through many difficulties and dangers, and finally come to the final core place, only to collapse and find that it is another prank, empty-handed; and some people are like a light song, breaking through level after level, each level has gains and losses, but it can be regarded as something gained, and all kinds of states, and so on.

Because of this, those descendants who have been blessed by the unloved son simply love and hate him, but they can't help him.

And it is precisely because of the troubles of Wu Huanzi that there is this ancient tomb, otherwise who would not have gotten a cemetery for himself before he died, wouldn't it be unlucky?

At this time, the unlucky demon cultivators behind them should have also been tricked by the Wuhuanzi seniors, just in response to the second kind of collapse when they reached the end, but found that there were no treasures, in the face of this situation that the person who was played was not themselves but the enemy, the disciples of the Lingyun Sect just wanted to shout at the senior who had already soared: "Good job!"

Ling Heng took Qu Qingge and quickly retreated to a small tomb behind him, all the demons and monsters he encountered along the way were killed by his sword qi, and he waved his hand to overturn the wooden box on the stone platform, and then gently placed Qu Qingge on the stone platform.

When the wooden box fell to the ground, a funny villain with a sticking out tongue popped out of it, accompanied by a strange laugh, but no one paid attention to the mischievous wooden box.

After Ling Heng carefully inspected Qu Qingge's body, he found that her injuries were not serious, it seemed that there was a force of germination in her body that was constantly repairing her injuries, and now the biggest problem in her body was that her aura was exhausted, and this could be restored after she woke up and meditated and breathed.

Qing Yan, who came after him, specialized in the elixir, naturally saw that Qu Qingge's injury was not serious, but he just made his appearance a little embarrassed, and his understanding of the elixir was higher than Ling Heng's, so he naturally saw that Qu Qingge should have swallowed the essence of plants and trees, a natural treasure, and his body would contain such a strong vitality.

Before, she only roughly refined it, and after recovering from the injury, she no longer continued to absorb the medicinal power, resulting in most of the elixir remaining in her body, at this time she was injured again, and her body naturally began to unconsciously absorb the abundant medicinal power in her body in order to protect herself, in order to repair her body.

"Senior Uncle, is this junior sister okay?" Among the disciples who came with him behind him, a certain Jindan disciple with the highest cultivation took a step forward and asked Qing Yan with concern.

Although his cultivation is much higher than Qu Qingge, it stands to reason that Qu Qingge is not an exaggeration to call him Uncle Ancestor, but Qu Qingge's future identity may be much higher than him, at this time, it is just a title, so don't worry too much.

"It's okay, just let her rest for a while, there are only traps in the main tomb, and there is no chance, but there are still many opportunities to be discovered in other small tombs, this ancient tomb is only open for seven days at a time, now three days have passed, there are four days left, you have enough strength, you don't have to follow us all the time, go and explore the opportunity on your own." ”

Qing Yan turned to look at the group of disciples behind him who were crowded in this small tomb, looked at the two of them, and waved his hand to let them disperse.

"Yes, the disciples left on their own, and asked the two uncles and sisters to take care. The Jindan disciple with the highest cultivation had waited for this sentence, and after Qing's words fell, he bowed his hand and led the other disciples to leave through the tomb road in each direction.

Without those disciples occupying the space, the tomb here looked much empty, and since it was certain that Qu Qingge was fine, Ling Heng took her in his arms again.

Because of the difference between men and women, or because he knew that Qu Qingge seemed to care about this, he didn't help Qu Qingge change into a set of clean clothes, but used aura to dry her clothes, and then used a dusting technique for her, and then wrapped her tightly with the cloak, holding it in his arms like holding a baby, and leaving with it.

As one of the guardians of Qu Qingge's trip to the ancient tomb at this time, Qing Yan naturally followed Qu Qingge's side, but how did he see how it was unpleasant for the friend next to him to hold the child, and finally simply started directly, snatched the child back, and took it with him.

Ling Heng, who was inexplicably snatched away by a friend, was not angry, he glanced at Qingyan lightly, and saw that he was holding Qu Qingge steadily, so he stopped talking, he just knew that this child was by his side, and there was no danger to his life, as for who would hold it? This kind of question doesn't matter to him, there is no need to waste time arguing.

Qu Qingge woke up in a bumpy, a familiar woman's fragrance came from the tip of her nose, and a soft breath surrounded her, she slowly opened her eyes in a daze, and looked at the moon-white brocade woven from thousand-year-old ice silk in front of her in confusion.

She seemed to be in the arms of a woman at this time, and the scene before her coma suddenly crossed her mind, and a sharp light flashed in her eyes that were still a little confused, and turned into a clear one in a blink of an eye.

Qingge woke up. As soon as she raised her head from the woman's arms, she heard the familiar gentle voice of Aoi Su.

"Uncle Aoi Su. Qu Qingge was completely awake this time, and she only found out at this time that she was wrapped in a man's cloak by Kwai Su, and was carried and walked, followed by Uncle Ling Heng and Uncle Qingyan on the left and right, it seems that she was lucky to be found by the uncles when she was unconscious.

"You were unconscious before, and you were washed into the main tomb with the current, and almost fell into the magma, and then you were rescued by Ling Heng and Qing Yan, so you can stay in my arms at this time, if it weren't for your luck this time, you would have been dead and bones, you can't take such a risk in the future, you know?"

Kwai Su slightly loosened the cloak that wrapped Qu Qingge, so that she could smoothly stretch out her little hand and put her arms around her neck, she reached out and tapped the gilded spirit bracelet on Qu Qingge's wrist, and said solemnly to Qu Qingge.