Time...... It is really an unimaginable monster that can make the most powerful people under the Heavenly Dao die due to the five decays of heaven and man, and it can also turn the most precious elixir into waste.

Even if Yang Zhao knows medicine or doesn't understand medicine, or the owner of this palace knows medicine but doesn't know medicine, the pills collected by the owner of this palace are extremely particular about the environment and the equipment used, but even so, there is still no way to retain the medicinal power after millions of years.

Dressed was confirmed by his silence, thought for a moment, and then said, "In that case, then I'll sleep again." ”

By this time she had stopped coughing and fell asleep peacefully.

If you're about to fall into eternal sleep, you probably won't be able to fall asleep until then.

Yang Zhao looked at the sleeping girl, although he knew that she was very old, but he also gave birth to infinite admiration and respect, how strong will and spiritual power does this have to be to sleep peacefully in such a situation?

That Creation Pill was going to fail, even the Dan Furnace in the Purple Void Secret Realm couldn't be restored, and he didn't have the strength to restore the pill, so how could he save her?

He hesitated for a moment and decided to use the method that had made him hesitate in the grassland for more than ten days - the immortal vein pushed blood.

Immortal vein pushing blood is a technique to stimulate vitality and blood vein strength, the damage to the monk is great, before he saw the transformation record in the "Purple Void Huangting True Scripture", this kind of acupuncture method is basically classified as evil art by the righteous path, and it is strictly forbidden to use it, even now, this acupuncture method cannot completely avoid the side effects of Yan zhòng, so now it is generally only used before the patient dies.

In a sense. The golden needle pushes the blood, just like the last mouthful of old ginseng soup.

Now that he had made his decision, he no longer hesitated, he sat down behind the jumpsuit, and stroked the body of the jumpsuit with his hand, his mind moved slightly, and his fingers were as straight as needles, and he stabbed into the back of her neck like lightning.

It is difficult for the immortal vein to push blood, and the most difficult thing is to enter the patient's medullary vein with one finger, and she is sleeping at this time. It just fits.

The dress frowned slightly. I was in some pain and woke up.

"Don't move, I'm treating you. ”

Yang Zhao knew that she was very old, so she was calm when things changed. Just make it clear to yourself. can cooperate.

Sure enough. The jumpsuit soon calmed down.

His True Yuan with Purple Void Intent slowly entered her body from his hand, moving forward through her meridians and veins like a tide, pushing away the toxins she had accumulated between the diaphragms. At the same time, it also dissipated the suspicions she had had born before.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept pouring out on Yang Zhao's forehead, and then they were frozen into ice beads and rolled to the ground, making a crisp sound.

As time passed, the ground around the two of them was covered with frozen beads of sweat, which looked like a sea of pearls, some of which rolled down the stone steps and went far away until they came across the huge black stone statue.

After a long time, the fingers were withdrawn from the back of the neck of the dress, and the purple void returned to Yang Zhao's fingers.

After another long time, he did not speak, and his coat did not speak.

He lowered his head and looked at the ice beads on the ground, a little sad, but more unwilling - the immortal veins pushing blood were already the last method he could think of, very dangerous and violent, but even so, he didn't get any results.

This kind of exercise can stimulate the vitality and blood of human beings, even the old man who is dying on the sickbed can regain some of his spirit, and even regain a ray of life from the netherworld.

However, this had no effect on the jumpsuit, as her bloodline had been completely depleted, and her vitality had long since been exhausted in successive battles and journeys.

If there is no firewood, how can a hot flame be applied and how can it be ignited?

"I'm sorry. ”

It was not Chen Changsheng who said these two words, but Lianyi. She looked at him and smiled and said, "Although I don't know medical skills, I also know that the method you used just now is amazing, but it's a pity that I, a patient, are too angry." ”

This is true, every cultivator's elixir or true yuan can cure many people, but that and medical skills are two different realms.

Yang Zhao raised his head and looked at her somewhat swollen and still beautiful face, and his mood was very low.

"Your essence and blood have been exhausted, except for being able to replenish blood, there is no other way, but we tried it a few days ago, your bloodline is a little special, the blood of the demon beast has no meaning to you, I even think that except for your own blood, there is no blood that is meaningful to you, so even if we can leave the grassland, there may not be a way to cure you. ”

He explained the current situation to her very honestly, and told the dying girl why she died, which had nothing to do with his respect for her strong will, but his strong and even stubborn attitude towards death, people do not know how they came to this world, so they should be sober when they leave this world, so that they do not come to this world in vain.

He didn't explain his thoughts to Lianyi, but Lianyi didn't mourn, let alone vent his anger to him, as if he understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "But if you can leave the grass garden and leave this world, at least you can survive." ”

After coming to this mountain, the dress often smiled, but that smile was actually very weak, and Yang Zhao couldn't even bear to look at it.

"I haven't found a way out of this world, and I don't know if it will make you happier. He looked at her and smiled. He knew she couldn't be happy about it, but he hoped she would be happy because of the unfunny joke he had said.

Lianyi didn't get happy, but the smile on his face gradually faded, looked at him and said calmly: "It seems that I will die." ”

Just because this sentence was not the first time it had appeared, Yang Zhao suddenly felt that his chest had been smashed by a stone, and he was extremely sad.

I remember that night, she said that she was two thousand years old, nearly a hundred times her age, but in the witch spirit clan, she was just a young girl in her youth, but she was about to die at the end of her life, this was really the saddest thing in the world, and it was the sadness he had experienced in advance for countless nights.

He had been preparing for death for a long time, and no one had been more prepared than him, but now seeing that she was about to die in front of him, he still had nothing to do.

"I don't want to die. Lianyi looked at him and said seriously.

When she said this, she was not sad, and her expression was still so calm, because she was not begging for his mercy, but only telling him what she thought at the last moment.

"You're not going to die. Yang Zhao said.

Lianyi shook her head and said, "You know I can't accept this kind of unconvincing comfort. ”

Yang Zhao suddenly thought of something, and was a little distracted, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "You...... It's not going to die. ”

Lian Yi's expression was slightly different, and he didn't understand why his feelings were suddenly a little different.

"You're not going to die. ”

Yang Zhao repeated for the third time, only this time, his voice was unusually calm and affirmative, and his clean eyes were extremely bright.

Lian Yi thought he was a little stupid, and said, "I don't need you to bear any responsibility for my death." ”

Yang Zhao nodded and said, "But I don't want you to die." ”

The jumper quipped in a tired voice, "Are you the saint who is on the high?"

"Yes. Yang Zhao's clear voice echoed in this empty palace, it was so sure and strong.

The jumper looked at him in a daze.

He laughed.

He didn't know why fate had brought him into this world, to this grassland, to this palace, because of his own infatuation, or something else, but now he knew one thing: he might be able to change the fate of this girl.

In other words, he was her destiny, at least a part of it. (To be continued......)