In the sea, Heiyunzhai looked at the dying young man, a little surprised that he could not kill him with one palm, but he was not surprised for long, and was ready to strike again, but the next moment, a man wearing cyan The girl in the long skirt appeared out of thin air over the sea and hugged the unconscious Lin Xiaolu.
Heiyunzhai was stunned when he saw the visitor, and then sneered:
"Master Ye, are you here to admire the moon?"
Ye Qingluan carried Lin Xiaolu, who was seriously injured and unconscious, on his shoulders, and looked at Heiyunsai in front of him, as well as the sword master Saito Yuichiro who had appeared behind him a long time ago and had never spoken.
"Cough, cough, cough"
A cough sounded from Lin Xiaolu's mouth and nose, and he was vomiting blood in a coma. Ye Qingluan knew that Lin Xiaolu was seriously injured and could die at any time, so he did not dare to delay with the two people in front of him, and directly The magic weapon withered vine was taken out from the ring!
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Nascent Soul struck with all his strength, but Lin Xiaolu was not killed on the spot. This was already a genius. At midnight, Ye Qingluan, who had escaped with the help of withered vines, anxiously carried Lin Xiaolu back to the military camp, while Jiang, who had been waiting for the news, Ning was frightened and turned pale when he saw Lin Xiaolu.
"What's wrong with the little deer?"
Jiang Ning's eyes instantly turned red. She could tell that Lin Xiaolu was in a very bad condition. His entire face was ashen, and blood foam was still spraying intermittently from his nose.
The two women quickly welcomed Lin Xiaolu into the tent and placed him on the bed. Then Ye Qingluan tore his clothes apart with a "tear" sound.
Under the black night clothes, a large black mark appeared on Lin Xiaolu's lower abdomen. Ye Qingluan was taken aback and quickly used spiritual power to heal his wounds.
"Miss Jiang, help me call Sun Tangliang over. He is an alchemist and has healing elixirs. Hurry!"
Jiang Ning responded, turned around and went to call someone, while Ye Qingluan tried his best to heal Lin Xiaolu's injuries.
Feeling the injuries in Lin Xiaolu's body, Ye Qingluan became more and more frightened. This little guy's internal organs had been completely damaged, and the subsequent spiritual power was still being destroyed in the body. His own spiritual power could not heal him for a while, so he could only temporarily suppress.
It was really too dangerous. That is to say, Lin Xiaolu was physically strong and used the Da Geng bronze weapon to block most of the force. Otherwise, just this one blow would have completely destroyed him on the spot. After all, it was a full blow from the Nascent Soul realm. There was no chance of survival for Dan Realm monks. Lin Xiaolu was not killed on the spot, which was already very shocking.
Looking at the unconscious young man on the bed, Ye Qingluan felt heartbroken while healing him.
If it were a little later, the child would really not be able to be saved.
"Head!"
Just as he was thinking about it, Yaoyuan elder Sun Tangliang hurried in and came to the bed with Jiang Ning.
As soon as Sun Tangliang came in, he saw the unconscious Lin Xiaolu and also noticed the black mark on his abdomen.
"Is Jingchun Dan cured well?" Ye Qingluan asked anxiously, still instilling spiritual power while asking.
Sun Tangliang checked Lin Xiaolu's injuries and then shook his head:
"There is blood accumulated everywhere in this kid's chest. His trachea is blocked and he cannot take the elixir. He has to use a silver needle to force out the blood."
After saying that, Sun Tangliang took out several silver needles from Najie, moved the needles with spiritual energy, and began to heal the young man's injuries.
In the field, Elder Yaoyuan and Ye Qingluan worked together to heal Lin Xiaolu, while Jiang Ning watched nervously.
That night, several people stayed by Lin Xiaolu's side, and it took them a full night's work to gradually stabilize Lin Xiaolu's injury.
During this period, Sun Tangliang had been marveling that Lin Xiaolu's body was really strong, and there was an endless strange aura in his body that blocked the spiritual energy that was destroying everywhere. If not for this, he might not be able to withstand it.
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At the same time, northern China, outside the pass, an extremely cold place
The goose feathers of snow were falling in succession, and the ground was covered with thick white snow. Two figures, with the dark night sky above their heads, slowly came from the wind and snow. Indistinctly, the conversation between the two people could be heard.
"Master, don't take it too seriously. It's normal for you to lose to Tathagata at your age. What's the big deal?"
"Disciple, being a teacher doesn't care about winning or losing. I'm just a little confused about Tathagata's philosophy."
"What are you confused about? Just go back and ask your master, Zen Master Wu Xin, to clear up your confusion."
Two figures were walking one behind the other, talking as they walked. The one following behind was a girl in her twenties, wearing a graceful blue dress on a snowy day, with a look in her eyes. It is even more charming and captivating.
The person walking in front was a young monk wearing white clothes and a handsome face.
One of these two people is clean and delicate, as if they have all the beauty in the world, and the other is charming and evil, full of lust. When these two people walk together, they give people an extremely weird feeling of contrast.
"Master, are we almost to China? How far is it?"
"We'll reach Xingling in about a dozen miles. It's coming soon." When mentioning China, the young monk seemed very happy. As he walked, he smiled at the woman behind him:
"Yu Niang, we will see Master soon. Then I will take you to Emei to play with the little deer benefactor."
The woman named Liu Yuniang rolled her eyes:
"Master, I think you are so anxious to come back because you want to find Lin Xiaolu, right?"
The young monk Wu Gu's face turned red when he heard this, and he hesitated and said no more.
The two masters and disciples stopped talking and continued to move forward in the snow. Not long after walking, Wugou suddenly stopped and looked at the slowly rotating rosary on his wrist in confusion.
"There's someone in the northwest!"
As soon as these words came out, Liu Yuniang was immediately startled, and she and Wujiu worked together to suppress the spiritual energy in her body in a tacit understanding. Wujiu also used one of the rosary beads to form a transparent cover to hide the aura.
On a snowy night, the master and apprentice hid nervously among the snowflakes, watching the northwest sky warily.
Snowflakes were flying in the dark sky, and their vision was blurry. Not long after, the master and the apprentice saw several huge spiritual ships flying in the distance.
These spirit ships were white in color and extremely huge. There were faintly visible pedestrians on board. Wugou and Liu Yuniang were stunned when they saw them. They were a little curious about who these people were, so they both focused their spiritual power on their eyes and took a closer look.
In the night sky, they saw the spirit boat full of people. The leader was the most eye-catching, an old monk with an old face and black nails!
The moment he saw the old monk, Wu Gu's pupils shrank, and he quickly pulled Liu Yuniang down, and withdrew his gaze together with her, not daring to look any further.
Above the spirit ship, the old monk who was standing on the bow looking into the night sky seemed to have sensed something. He turned his head slightly and looked at the positions of Wu Gu and Liu Yuniang.
He looked at it for a moment, his eyes flickering slightly, and then he turned his head expressionlessly.
Soon, the spiritual ships roared past and completely disappeared at the end of the sky.
In the snow below, Liu Yuniang looked at Wu Guo with a confused look on her face.
"Master, do you know those people?"
Wu Gu nodded nervously:
"Those are Japanese people, and the leader is Xiu Yazongjun, the abbot of the Japanese Pure Land Shoshu Temple."
Having said this, he paused for a moment, then smiled bitterly:
"He is my senior brother."
Liu Yuniang:? ? ?
