Seeing that this man was slender and white, his face was so painful that there was no color at all, and he was still clutching a light red petal elixir in his hand, Tan Yueqing couldn't bear to be cruel.
"I have medicine in my backpack, just give me a magical medicine..." There was a bit of begging on his thin and fair face.
Tan Yueqing finally relented, and roughly stuffed the herbal medicine into his mouth, and fed Lin Qi some elixirs before separating the two.
Lin Qi's clothes were soaked with blood, and she didn't know whether the wound had exploded or a new wound had been added.
Tan Yueqing blocked Shen Xiaojun's sight, and frantically poured Lin Qi thousands of years of ice milk out of sight.
She was really afraid that Lin Qi would bleed to death.
The thin man was afraid that people would misunderstand him, so he gasped and explained: "I am a herb collector, my name is Shen Xiaojun. I was collecting herbs on the cliff today, and I accidentally disturbed the wind beasts, and I was thrown off by them."
The place where he collected herbs was hundreds of meters in the air. Even if he had built a foundation, if he fell from such a high place, without Lin Qi's fleshy cushion, he would probably be disabled.
There is no spiritual energy or survival resources around him. He is lying here crippled, and who knows what day his head will be harvested.
Seeing that Tan Yueqing was giving him medicine without saying a word, he said bluntly: "You have just entered Luanfeng Cliff, right?"
After thinking for a while, Shen Xiaojun explained: "You are young, you are handsome, and you only have Qi training skills. You can tell at a glance that you are not old people at the bottom of the cliff."
The most important thing is that those eyes have not been contaminated by the evil at the bottom of the cliff, and the word innocence is clearly written on them.
Not to mention, Lin Qi and Tan Yue had just arrived in Qingchu, and were looking for an 'old man' to show them the situation at the bottom of the cliff.
This man fell from the sky, which can be regarded as a kind of fate.
"We are indeed new here." Tan Yueqing cherished her words like gold. After saying this, she had nothing to say.
She is not Lin Qi, she has a natural talent.
I was able to talk to Shen Xiaojun twice because he was an old man.
At this time, Lin Qi had no choice but to bear the pain and show off her abilities, "Senior Brother, which peak are you from? You are seriously injured. You can ask Junior Sister Tan to send you back later."
Lin Qi felt that she could create the character of an innocent and enthusiastic little junior sister.
It's really not easy for her to be in so much pain and still have to be responsible for maintaining relationships.
Shen Xiaojun was not polite, and avoided the issue of identity, saying politely: "In another hour, the wind will be turbulent. You two are new here, so you can follow me to the shabby room for a while."
"Gang Feng Turbulence?"
Lin Qi and Tan Yueqing heard another new word.
Shen Xiaojun raised his hand with difficulty, signaling for some action, "There is not enough time, I will explain to you on the way."
Tan Yueqing was silent for a moment, then picked him up.
Shen Xiaojun was a half-grown boy, about fourteen or fifteen years old, and it was a bit funny to be held by Tan Yueqing, a six-year-old girl.
He probably felt a little embarrassed himself, and his face turned a little red.
Lin Qi's strong physical fitness was reflected at this moment.
He fought against two foundation-building monks who were robbing him, and his whole body was covered with wounds. After running all the way, he was hit by Shen Xiaojun who fell from the sky. A normal person would not be able to crawl at least.
She drank two sips of Wannian Ice Milk, shook her calves, and was able to continue walking forward.
Shen Xiaojun didn't have enough time to speak, and was still too reserved.
The three of them hurriedly hurried slowly, and when they were still a hundred meters away from reaching his small dilapidated house, strong winds and turbulent currents came instantly.
The invisible wind was as fierce as a knife, roaring through the cliff path, threatening to defeat all obstacles on the road.
Even the huge rocks that had stood at the bottom of the cliff for hundreds of years could not withstand their destruction. They were cut to pieces in a matter of seconds, leaving behind countless sharp blades.
Tan Yueqing broke out at the critical moment, holding Shen Xiaojun with one hand, picking up Lin Qi with the other hand, and quickly ran towards a stone room.
Lin Qi and Shen Xiaojun were both shaken so much that their bones ached.
Reliable in the short stone house, listening to the crackling sound of the strong wind hitting the wall, Lin Qi was frightened.
Shen Xiaojun sighed faintly, "It turned out to be a level 6 Gangfeng... If it were any later, we would have been cut into pieces in an instant."
Lin Qi took pleasure in the pain, "No, such a dense wind can't leave any pieces of meat, it should be meat residue."
Shen Xiaojun & Tan Yueqing: "..."
Tan Yueqing glanced at her with disgust, "You are so disgusting!"
While saying disgusting words, his hands carefully supported Lin Qi to lie on the ground.
Lin Qi's injuries were too serious and she really needed to rest for a while.
Lin Qi lay on the ground and looked at Shen Xiaojun's small, dark and short room.
About fifty square meters.
There are several medicine shelves on the left and a simple bed on the right.
The room is about 1.5 meters high and looks like a house hollowed out of a huge stone.
The walls are smooth and solid, with no gaps, no air permeability, and no light.
There is no door at the door, but it is blocked with a suitably cut stone, leaving no gap, like a turtle shell.
Just... very suitable for resisting strong wind environment.
On the way, Shen Xiaojun explained the situation of going down to Luanfeng Cliff to the two of them.
The Gangfeng in Luanfengya is divided into nine levels, and only the first and second levels of Gangfeng exist in daily life.
People who are in good health can live a normal life. At most, they can go out and have a headache for a while.
Level 3 to 6 Gangfeng appears every five days, sweeping across the entire Luanfeng Cliff, doubling its damage. Even the Golden Core cultivators dare not resist directly.
This kind of regular and huge Gangfeng is called Gangfeng turbulence.
"What about the Gangfeng that exceeds Level 6?" Lin Qi asked this while leaning on a cane.
"I have only encountered a Gangfeng above Level 6 once, and what they shouted at that time was... Gangfeng of Death." Shen Xiaojun looked like he was thinking, and spoke slowly: "That time, the west side of Luanfeng Cliff died. Half of the people, and the remaining half of the people are still alive but missing hands and feet. I was lucky, and the medicine fell into the gap between two stone peaks."
"When the strong wind ended, all the stone peaks were shattered. I fell ten meters high and climbed back home."
Lin Qi clicked her tongue twice after hearing this, "Are all herbal collectors so dangerous?"
Shen Xiaojun clarified: "It's me who is in danger when collecting medicine, not everyone else."
"What's the difference?"
Shen Xiaojun said honestly: "My cultivation is weak, my body is also weak, and I like to crawl into all kinds of strange terrains, so I often hover on the edge of death."
Lin Qi asked him why.
He didn't hide it, "One kilometer ahead is the living area of the western monks. Most of the people who were punished to Luanfeng Cliff took root there. But if you want to survive there, you must be strong and ruthless. Same thing, I don’t occupy either of them, for fear of being eaten, I can only live by chiseling a stone out of the wasteland one kilometer away and building a house.”
Shen Xiaojun is a pharmacist. Although he has foundation building skills, it is not easy for those with weak physical fitness to dig a hole here and survive.
(End of chapter)
