Cheng Ling opened her eyes and found that she had been in the bubble for more than a year. The secret of space has been increased to 70%, and the understanding of heaven has also reached the peak of heavenly perfection. This time, it was a blessing in disguise. Not only was it not shattered by the turbulence of space, but it also enhanced its own combat power.
Speaking of which, Cheng Ling was very lucky. For more than two years, the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism fought in the bloody wasteland. The fight was so dark that the bloody wasteland collapsed in large areas, not only exposing many ancient ruins, but also those hidden secrets. The small world was shaken.
Originally, he broke into a small heaven with Mu Jinrong and others and obtained a large amount of cultivation resources. But unexpectedly, when he met Zhou Yuanbai and the Buddhist monks, he was sucked into the turbulent flow in another dimension by some strange combination of circumstances, and instead gained more resources.
It is true that blessings and misfortunes depend on it, misfortunes and blessings depend on it, and the way of heaven is cyclical. I don’t know how to explain it.
The only thing he is worried about now is Zhang Hu and Song Yingjie. Without him to take care of them, he doesn't know whether the two boys can survive in the bloody wasteland safely. Fortunately, the person leading the team on this trip was Mu Jinrong, so he must have taken care of her for his sake.
Putting aside his concern for the two of them, Cheng Ling also planned his future actions. His current situation is not safe. He is in the small sky bubble and has not encountered any danger so far. However, the overlapping area of the bubbles is getting larger and larger, and the space that can accommodate them is relatively smaller.
"If you want to find a way to leave these bubbles as soon as possible, it will be in vain no matter how much resources and insights you can't bring out. Although the overlapping areas of these bubbles are dangerous, the chaos caused by the overlap of space just provides an opportunity to leave."
He thought in his mind, the Holy Eye of the Netherworld opened again, and 70% of the secrets of space were also inspired, constantly looking for weak links between the bubbles.
A day passed like this, and after repeated deductions, I was finally 70% sure. The position where several bubbles overlap is the biggest weak link among them. If you can break out smoothly, you may be safe and sound.
At this time, there was no need for him to hide anymore. The Han Light Sword was sacrificed, and all the immortal energy was poured into it. The entire sword body flashed with thunder, as if it was wrapped around by a thunder dragon. The Han Light Sword thrust out instantly and suddenly hit the weak point!
This is already the most powerful killing move in the Thunder Sword Technique, Thunder Dragon Dance!
The violent thunder and lightning turned into a long purple dragon, and the sharp edge brought by the Secret of the Qicheng Sword seemed to cut the entire bubble space in half.
With a thought of "chi la", the overlapping area of bubbles burst, tearing out a gap of about ten feet wide. Cheng Ling transformed into a dragon, condensed the light of the Han Light Sword, merged 70% of the secrets of space with his phantom body technique, and instantly slipped through the crack.
The violent energy that was superimposed and torn apart in the space scattered in all directions, and the cracks in the space continued to appear. Amidst the sound of chi chi, Cheng Ling's armor and body were torn apart instantly. He finally broke out of the crack. His upper body was already in ruins, with only half of it left. body and one arm.
The immortal energy in the body was in chaos, and the space in the Dantian changed violently. He couldn't help but spurt out several mouthfuls of blood, and his body fell heavily from the air like a meteorite!
"ah!"
A crisp exclamation came from my ears, and another voice asked: "Junior sister, what's wrong?"
"Senior sister, I don't know. It seems that a person fell from the sky. Oops, he was seriously injured! Senior sister, please wait for a moment, I will use Jiexu ointment to treat his injuries."
Cheng Ling immediately breathed a sigh of relief. When he heard the cry, it was obviously a woman. He was still complaining secretly in his heart. Misfortunes never come singly. He finally broke out of the bubble and was torn apart by the turbulence and was seriously injured. What was even more unlucky was that there were people where he fell. If he were a Buddhist monk, he would be extremely unlucky. Fortunately, I felt a little relieved when I heard that the voice was sincere and somewhat innocent, not a vicious and vicious person. But soon, his heart became excited again.
The senior sister heard that the junior sister was about to step forward, and hurriedly shouted: "Junior sister, wait a minute, this person suddenly fell from the sky, and I don't know who he is. If he is a Taoist monk, you and I will be in a very worrying situation!"
The junior sister's body froze, and she didn't dare to move after being ten feet away from Cheng Ling.
Cheng Ling's heart skipped a beat. From the senior sister's tone, these two people were obviously disciples of the Buddhist sect, and they were in trouble. It's like stepping out of the tiger's mouth and into the wolf's den again.
No, we can't stay here!
Cheng Ling managed to raise a bit of immortal energy and wanted to stand up and escape immediately. But before, he was torn apart by space cracks, and the tendons and muscles in his body were torn in large areas. He fell from mid-air with almost no preparation. All the internal organs in his body were severely impacted, and he couldn't support it.
With a little force, there was a sweetness in the throat, a puff sound, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out.
The junior sister couldn't bear it and said again: "Senior sister, he seems to be seriously injured. I'll go and see if I can save him first. Didn't the master say that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda!"
After saying that, she walked cautiously towards Cheng Ling.
"Junior sister, you...! Cough cough cough..." The senior sister was shocked and wanted to stop her, but she seemed to be seriously injured and couldn't breathe. She was coughing violently on the spot!
The junior sister stopped again, turned to look at the senior sister, and said, "Don't worry, senior sister, I will be careful!"
After saying that, he took out a fairy sword and slowly approached Cheng Ling.
Cheng Ling secretly complained in his heart. Although this junior sister had a good heart, he wished that the senior sister would stop him and not come over. Now that his muscles and veins are severed, he is unable to use the immortal energy as before. He can only recover it by cultivating for several days.
In addition, the upper body was now naked, and even the inner armor was torn to pieces by the turbulent flow of space. Only the lower body barely covered her knees. It would be strange if such an innocent woman saw her and was not treated as a prostitute.
Unfortunately, like the senior sister, he tried hard to use the immortal energy just now, but now he can't even speak. He could only use a ray of spiritual consciousness to swallow the Purple Snow Pill to recover from his injuries.
The sky was very dark and the lighting at the scene was extremely poor. Cheng Ling only saw a gray figure, holding a bright fairy sword in his hand, slowly approaching him almost in the rhythm of death.
At this moment, a thunderbolt suddenly sounded. The three of them were all startled. The junior sister finally saw Cheng Ling's appearance through the flash of light.
She screamed and said, "It's you!"
However, the sound was completely covered up by the sound of thunder. The next moment, heavy rain poured down, and neither Cheng Ling nor the senior sister heard her exclamation.
The junior sister hurriedly took a few steps and came to Cheng Ling's side. She knelt down and asked, "How are you? How come you are so seriously injured."
Cheng Ling felt her breath was like orchid, and a faint fragrance spread into her nostrils. When he looked up, he was stunned. Wasn't this the little nun he met on the way to Yuming Fairy City? Several years have passed, why are we still in the bloody wasteland?
It rained heavily, and in less than a moment, the two of them were drenched. It wasn't a big deal for Cheng Ling. He was shirtless anyway, and it didn't matter no matter how heavy the rain was. But the little nun was different. The gray robe on her body was already wide, but when it was wet by the rain, it all stuck to her body. Her curvy and exquisite body was revealed, and the two lumps on her chest became even larger.
Cheng Ling swallowed and quickly turned his head. I secretly thought it was a pity that such a stunning woman turned out to be a nun.
The woman quickly sensed something was wrong, her face turned red, but she did not leave. She looked up at the pouring rain and frowned. She stretched out her hands, grabbed Cheng Ling's armpits, and dragged him towards her senior sister.
Cheng Ling was not heavy, and with the woman's level of cultivation, it didn't take much effort to drag her to the senior sister's side very quickly. After he finished, he said: "Senior sister, he is a good person. He saved me once outside the bloody wasteland before."
The senior sister let out a breath to ease the tension in her chest a little, and said, "In that case, then you should save him once!"
"Yes, senior sister." The woman agreed, then took out a box of plaster from her arms and wanted to apply it on Cheng Ling's wound. It's just that Cheng Ling's upper body was naked. How could a Buddhist woman like her do this?
After a moment's hesitation, big raindrops fell down, almost scattering the plaster.
The woman screamed and closed the box again, having no idea for a moment.
Cheng Ling sighed secretly, this woman was too immature, as innocent as a little sheep. He smiled slightly and said: "Master, it's okay. I have the healing elixir myself. It's just that it's not a solution to keep being drenched in such heavy rain. You have other clothes on you."
The woman said: "Yes, I do, but my clothes are too small, and you can't wear them!"
Cheng Ling smiled bitterly and pointed: "That's not it. You tie the clothes together and fix them at the four corners. The heavy rain will not be able to hit us. I believe that Senior Sister Gui has also suffered serious injuries, and she has been exposed to rain for a long time. not good."
The woman's face lit up and she said, "Yes, brother has some idea. May I ask your name...?"
"My name is Cheng Ling. You don't need to call me like big brother. You'd better put up a simple tent first!"
"Tent? The woman was stunned for a moment, then woke up and hurriedly took out more than a dozen sets of dark gray gowns from the storage ring. Then according to Cheng Ling's words, she hurriedly started to set up the tent on the side.
Cheng Ling watched quietly, a little speechless. This little nun looked young and beautiful. Why were the clothes she carried all this dull gray? It was completely different from the general concept of female nuns. Even the one next to her A senior sister, although she has no attire and is dressed very simply, she still has some color, beautiful appearance, and looks quite pretty.
It's just that she is wary of Cheng Ling now. Judging from the aura, his cultivation level is not much different from hers. The Immortal Lord has reached perfection in the later stage and is also seriously injured, so it should not be detrimental to the two of them.
But the junior sister is new to the world and has an extremely kind heart, so she is afraid that he will fool her with just a few words. I didn't expect him to be very busy now as he obeyed Cheng Ling's words.
It's just that although she has many clothes, the area covered by them all is a bit small. Cheng Ling and the senior sister were a little far apart, and there was still a lot of rain dripping on them.
Seeing that he was in trouble, Cheng Ling took the initiative to move closer to his senior sister, and then reluctantly shortened the distance. The senior sister frowned and forced herself not to stop.
After she finally finished setting up, the three of them were able to temporarily avoid the heavy rain. The woman glanced at Cheng Ling and was about to take out the Jiexu ointment to help him heal his injuries. But the senior sister stopped and asked, "Young friend Cheng Xian, where are you from?"
Cheng Ling sighed secretly in his heart. He knew that this problem could not be avoided. After pondering for a while, he decided to tell the truth. He then said: "I am a disciple of the Wuji Sect!"
"Wuji Sect? I feel something is wrong. Qingyi, don't hesitate, kill him quickly!"
