Above the vast sea of clouds
A giant flying sword had just sailed into the realm of stars, and suddenly it seemed as if it had lost its ability to levitate, and fell from the sky thousands of feet away into the sea of clouds.
The giant sword did not fall straight down, but tilted down, like a large surfboard, swooping and gliding in the air with the help of the downward wind.
The sword carried more than a dozen seriously injured monks, all of them with livid faces, gathered tightly together. The driver Qin Wan stood at the front of the giant sword with a cheerful look on his face.
This experience of constantly increasing one's own speed brought a different kind of excitement to the girl who had just lost her love.
The strong wind blew across her delicate body, and the whistling sound echoed in her ears, even covering up the hysterical begging for mercy of the people behind her.
About twenty meters away from the ground, the giant sword finally regained its ability to fly. After this extreme exercise, Qin Wan's mood improved a lot, and her fair and beautiful face was filled with joy.
As for the many injured people behind her, except for Chengyang who was unconscious, the rest of them had pale faces and beating hearts.
If it were in the past, these monks with magic power would probably not even blink when faced with this kind of free fall without safety measures.
But now, their sword energy has entered their bodies, and their internal energy is disordered. If they use magic power rashly, they will not only be susceptible to the backlash of magic power, but also aggravate their own injuries.
Coupled with such a thrilling flying experience, these monks who were seriously injured had no time to nurse their injuries.
However, they are monks after all. Although they are all practitioners of magic and have relatively weak bodies, under the nourishment of magic power, their bodies have surpassed the mortal level. Even if it falls from a height of 10,000 feet, there is a high chance that a whole body will be left behind...
This time, the giant sword did not rush to the clouds again, but flew smoothly across the wasteland and stopped steadily at the gate of Yunxuanzong Mountain.
"Third uncle, we have arrived at the sect."
Looking at the familiar mountain gate and the ground that was only half a meter away, the passengers expressed their joy at surviving the disaster. The five-hour electrocardiogram flight path made them realize firsthand how difficult it is to live.
After unfastening the "seat belts" that were not very strong, the wounded escaped from the vehicle in one piece. The solid touch of the ground gave everyone a sense of security that they had never experienced before, and almost made them cry with joy.
At this moment, everyone felt the love from Mother Earth.
The disciples of Yunxuan Sect who were guarding the mountain gate saw many wounded members of their own sect coming here, and hurriedly ran up to help, support and rescue them.
While busy, a certain disciple wearing a mourning cloth on his head let out an exclamation that was not polite.
"Elder Wushuang, you...are you still alive?"
As soon as these words came out, the disciples who had just attended Qin Wushuang's memorial service and even offered incense couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
With the support of her niece, Qin Wushuang stood up tremblingly, feeling her ankles that were still weak, and looked at Qin Wan, who was harmless to humans and animals, and said sincerely: "Yeah, it's not easy to come back alive. …”
The disciples who came with the sword nodded in agreement.
The disciples who didn't know the truth looked solemn as they looked at the serious injuries on everyone's bodies and their tattered clothes like hungry people.
It's unimaginable how terrifying an enemy it is that has caused such a serious psychological shadow to these outstanding senior brothers, sisters, and elders.
Soon, with the help of everyone, Qin Wushuang and the injured disciples were sent to Yunxuan Sect's elixir store.
Of course, it flew over while sticking to the ground...
"This sword wound penetrated the body, but it accurately avoided the heart and lungs and did not hurt any vital parts.
The only troublesome thing is the sword energy that has invaded the body. However, this is not a big deal. It only takes a few months to recuperate and do not use magic power rashly during this period. Coupled with the elixir I created, the sword energy will naturally dissipate. "
An old Taoist with only one eye, after checking Qin Wushuang's injuries, was giving some kind words.
This one-eyed old Taoist is the pharmacy elder of Yunxuan Sect. His level of pharmacist ranks first in Yunxuan Sect. He is also very famous in the world of Xing Cang. He is also a frequent visitor to pharmacist gatherings.
His one eye was born with a disability, and because of this, he gave himself the Taoist name: Yimu, and outside monks often called him Yimu Taoist.
"Thank you, Elder Yimu." Qin Wan bowed and expressed her gratitude.
"Senior Brother Ichimoku, please come and see if our senior brother still has any hope of recovery."
On the stone bed next to them, Feng Chang and Feng Luo were wrapped in rice dumplings. When they saw that Qin Wushuang's treatment had ended, they quickly asked for help.
Although the two of them were cared for by four pharmacy deacons, they relied more on Ichimoku Taoist's ability as a pharmacist.
Taoist Ichimoku did not refuse, and walked towards the two of them, waving to the four deacons who were bandaging Fengchang Fengluo, asking them to take care of the injured disciples.
A short time passed
Taoist Ichimoku rolled up his arms and sleeves and said: "Seventy percent of the meridians on both of your bodies have been severed, but none of them are life-threatening. It seems that the person who hurt you must have spared his hand.
Rest assured and rest assured for about a year, and then you will be able to move around without any problems. "
Hearing the words "movement is not hindered", the many disciples with severed limbs and limbs on the side suddenly felt a surge of sadness in their hearts.
"Senior Brother Ichimoku, can my junior brother and I continue to practice in the future?" Fengchang asked anxiously.
"Alas..." Ichimoku Taoist sighed and said, "Although your injuries are not life-threatening, they are not minor. Whether the severed meridians can re-grow, even I cannot give an accurate answer.
All I can say is that the chances of you being able to continue practicing after you recover from your injuries are slim, only about 20%. "
Feng Changfengluo's heart felt cold, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth and shed tears: "Can we, brothers and sisters, have no choice but to resign ourselves to our fate?"
"That's not true! In the world of cultivation today, there are at least two people who can restore the two of you to your original state, and..." Taoist Ichimoku turned to look at the many disabled disciples and said seriously: "As long as the two of them are willing to take action, they can also Rejoining the severed limbs of the disciples will not leave any scars."
As soon as these words came out, not only Feng Chang and Fengluo suddenly showed joy, but the disciples who had been silent and sad also became energetic.
"Elder, who are those two people? Can you tell us?"
"Yes, elder, please."
The disciples couldn't wait to ask questions.
Feng Luo spoke solemnly. "Senior Brother Yimu, please tell me something. Our senior brothers will definitely repay you in the future!"
Taoist Ichimoku shook his head and said: "There is no need to repay anything. Anyway, the news about the two of them will reach our Xing Cang Realm sooner or later.
The first person who can help you is the young female pharmacist who shines the most at this pharmacist event. Her Taoist name is He Ling, and her nickname is Medical Immortal He Ling. She is a deacon of the Haoqi Immortal Sect. "
Hearing that the other party was a member of the Haoqi Immortal Sect, Feng Chang Fengluo and all the disciples were startled, thinking in their hearts: "This Heling Medical Immortal is actually a member of the Haoqi Immortal Sect, and he is from the same sect as Liu Nian. Door.
We have offended her fellow disciples, so it may be difficult to ask her to help.
Alas... Fortunately, besides her, there is a second person who can help us! "
Taoist Ichimoku breathed a little faster and continued: "This second person is the evil thief who tricked thousands of people into harming themselves at the Medicine Master Festival, and then walked away!
I was so angry that I wanted to chop him up all the time!
She also instigated a bald man to dress up as a woman, which made me sick all night long!
Damn it, I’m so angry!
He apologized to me and threatened me, which made me queue up again..."
"Senior brother, calm down! Tell me what the second person's name is first, and then scold him!"
"Yes, elder, please calm down, don't worry!"
After repeated persuasion from everyone, Taoist Ichimoku, who had gone astray, temporarily suppressed his anger.
He said in a calm tone: "This second person is also a member of the Haoqi Immortal Sect. His Taoist name is Liu Nian. He is the one who achieved success at the age of thirty..."
"who!"
When they heard the name "Liu Nian", everyone who was beaten to the first degree of disability by him exclaimed in unison.
Only Chengyang, who was already unconscious in front of Liu Nian's doorstep, had a look of joy on his face and was still complacent that his arm could recover.
He heard the exclamations from everyone and kindly reminded: "The elder said that the second person's name is Liu Nian, you're welcome."
Everyone looked at Chengyang with pity, said nothing, and then began to look at each other with sad expressions on their faces.
If we come to kowtow and bring some magic weapons as an apology gift, Liu Nian should be able to forgive us...
"By the way, there's another piece of bad news I didn't tell you!"
Taoist Yimu looked at Qin Wushuang and said in a deep voice: "The master received your last words and mistakenly believed that you were dead, so he led many masters to Qingluo Grassland to avenge you!"
"What!"
Another exclamation sounded in the elixir shop. This time, in addition to Feng Chang Fengluo and the injured disciples, the people who spoke out were Qin Wan and Qin Wushuang.
After the sound, the entire elixir shop suddenly fell into deathly silence. Qin Wan, Feng Chang Fengluo, and the injured disciples all looked at Qin Wushuang, their expressions full of confusion.
The dispute with Liu Nian was originally the fault of people like them.
In the cultivation world where strength is respected, Liu Nian was willing to spare their lives when they were offended, which was considered very tolerant. If Liu Nian let them go, they would be surrounded and killed by people sent by the Yunxuan Sect. This kind of behavior of repaying kindness with hatred would Neither emotion nor reason should happen to Yunxuanzong.
Because Yunxuan Sect is not a demon cultivator sect, but the largest and most famous immortal cultivator sect in the Xing Cang Realm. Although it acts arrogantly, it can be regarded as an immortal style.
If Liu Nian is surrounded and killed by the Yunxuan Sect's people, then the relationship between the Haoqi Immortal Sect and the Yunxuan Sect's Liangzi will be huge, and there will be no hope of healing the broken limbs and meridians.
Facing everyone's gaze, Qin Wushuang was also puzzled. He clearly remembered that he had explained it to Qin Wuxian using the emergency distress token.
Finally, the ignorant Chengyang broke the silence.
"The elder just said that the master and his masters went to Qingluo Grassland to avenge Elder Wushuang!"
After saying this, Chengyang looked like he had gotten his revenge, and there was obvious joy in his expression.
There is still a chance that my Chengyang’s arm can be reattached!
The family monk who tore off his own hand didn't have a chance to live... It makes me happy to think about this!
Ichimoku Taoist looked at Chengyang as if he were a fool.
Could this child be... extremely sad and happy?
"Third uncle, how could you do this!"
Qin Wan scolded, holding back tears, looking at Qin Wushuang with disappointment.
She can tolerate her third uncle robbing others of their opportunities, because this is the law of survival in the spiritual world. Opportunities belong to those who are qualified to have them, and competition is the norm in the spiritual world.
But Qin Wan really couldn't accept that this despicable behavior of repaying kindness with hatred would happen to her third uncle.
"Wan'er! This matter has nothing to do with Third Uncle!"
Qin Wushuang took out the emergency distress token and said righteously: "Uncle San admitted that he did summon your father, but that was because I thought I was bound to die!
However, later I summoned your father and explained it. If you don’t believe me, just read it! "
Qin Wan took the token and indeed discovered the content of Qin Wushuang's subsequent explanation.
Just as he was puzzled, Taoist Ichimoku explained: "Our Yunxuan Sect's emergency distress token can ignore shielding formations and can even be transmitted eight thousand miles away, but it can only be used once!
Elder Wushuang, don’t you know this? "
Hearing this, Qin Wushuang stared blankly and paused on the spot.
How could I know such a thing?
This is also my first time writing a suicide note!
