Its daybreak.
Chang Siguo woke up suddenly. He suppressed the explosion of blazing magic, opened his eyes, and faced a pair of beautiful eyes.
"You're awake, are you feeling better?"
Bai Qiuyu calmly took the dishonest paw from her leg, looked at the door of the secret room with twinkling eyes, stood up and asked softly.
Chang Siguo subconsciously moved his paws, slowly stood up, and said, "Much better."
The wisp of knife energy that hit his heart almost hurt him to death.
I still feel weak all over, can't feel energetic, and my stomach is growling. Are you hungry?
Bai Qiuyu smiled and said, "I'll make breakfast. Just wait."
Chang Siguo watched the woman go out, and then looked at his bad state. He was so slovenly, with a layer of blood on his skin, and the leather robe exuded the smell of blood and sweat. It was really hard for him to stay with him all night.
After breakfast, Chang Siguao regained some strength and moved the stones away. The whole room was reflected in the bright red of the rising sun.
He suddenly felt that life could go on again.
After washing and wiping the blood and dirt all over his body in the stream, he washed all the leather robes and trousers, put them on, and used his energy to evaporate the water. After gathering Bai Qiuyu behind the stones, the two of them took a walk in the nearby woods.
One night, the remains of the monkey at the foot of the mountain disappeared, leaving only some dried blood stains seeping into the grass on the ground.
Bai Qiuyu grabbed his companion who was about to return to his residence and said, "Wait a minute, I will find some medicinal herbs to replenish your body. You have lost too much blood. If this continues, your body will be unable to bear it."
Although she didn’t know why Young Master Chang had to practice in dangerous places, she was still willing to do her best to tide over the difficulties together. She pulled out her short blade and squatted down, digging out two pockets of dark purple grass roots like iron wires in the grass.
"This is a common blood-enhancing herb. Cut a few slices of sun-dried purple-ribbed sweet potatoes and boil them. The effect should be good."
"Oh, you also know how to make medicine."
"I have been guarding the medicine garden in the sect for three years. I have read many medicine books, and I often help the uncle who makes medicine. I know a little bit about making medicine. When I got the quota to enter the animal prison, I I went back to the medicine garden to learn about the medicinal properties of the magical herbs produced in the animal prison, as well as simple ways to take them, in case I need them in emergencies."
"It is Chang's blessing to find a talented woman like you as a companion."
Chang Siguo looked at the slender figure crouching in the grass and couldn't help but make a joke.
Bai Qiuyu glanced back, raised the corners of his mouth, and chuckled, "I remember that the little girl was coerced by someone and had no choice but to agree to be a companion."
"Ha, yes, why don't I remember?"
Chang Siguo's face was no longer filled with the dull expression of class struggle, and he denied it flatly. He was rarely relaxed, "I just remember always praising you for being smart and having a good brain."
With a smile on his face, Bai Qiuyu found another bag of wire grass, and said while digging, "Well, the little girl is not very strong, and her appearance is even more mediocre. Fortunately, she is a little smart, otherwise it would be difficult to survive the third time." One night, thank you Mr. Chang for taking me in."
Chang Siguo chuckled a few times. Such a weak and frail woman usually looked gentle and pleasant, but she didn't expect her small mouth to be unforgiving. He said shamelessly, "You're welcome, you're welcome, we are companions."
Bai Qiuyu turned around and rolled his eyes, "Young master Chang is so upright and upright, and the little girl can only repay you by being a bull and a horse."
With a sarcastic expression, Bai Qiuyu collected several needed herbs in a short time and went to the stream to clean them. Bai Qiuyu grabbed a handful of herbs and suddenly fell into a daze.
"What's wrong"
"We don't have a pot for boiling medicine. I forgot what utensil to use instead."
"This is easy, I'll do it."
Uncle Chang, who was copying his hands, finally had a chance to show off. He pulled out his silver knife, selected a big stone by the stream, cut it into several squares, and then used a dagger to dig out the shape of a clay pot, which was much thicker than a clay pot. Yes, the workmanship is very rough.
The blazing flames burned repeatedly, and a half-glazed jar was steaming hot.
Bai Qiuyu was pleasantly surprised that fire spells could be used in this way. Mr. Chang would definitely make money by opening a porcelain kiln.
Then, she started to make several stone bowls, basins, pots, buckets and other utensils, all of which were consecrated by Mr. Chang, a human-shaped fire-breathing tool, and burned out a pile of daily utensils.
This is like living at home.
The two of them returned home carrying stone buckets and basins filled with water.
At the top of the high tree, Mu Mei sat on the branch and swayed barefoot, swaying her hair and worrying, "Bad woman, you are ruining my good deeds. You make him blood-tonifying soup to help him survive the difficulties. How can I take advantage of you?" Come in and make a deal with him, you bad woman. I wish I could turn you into a doll. It makes me so worried. How can I get out of this ghost place without being noticed by the guys on the mountain?"
Chang Siguo, who had walked far away, looked back in doubt, but there was no one on the top of the tree.
Suddenly more than ten days passed.
Chang Siguo and Bai Qiuyu were no longer harassed by strange beasts in the beast prison, let alone encountered the already rare cultivators. The two of them went in and out at the same time. They talked and laughed a lot with each other, walking, hunting, and gathering. Taking medicine, I lived quite relaxedly every day.
In addition to the hellish sword energy quenching the body for a quarter of an hour every night, it makes me often think about it and wish to live.
Bai Qiuyu couldn't bear it several times and persuaded Mr. Chang to give up such self-abuse practice.
Chang Siguo smiled bitterly and shook his head to refuse. He had an unspeakable secret. Who the hell is willing to let go of a normal life and have to live with himself and find torture?
He wasn't tricked by that old guy, Lao Dao. If he wasn't strong, his life would be in danger.
It's that simple. In order to survive, he must endure inhuman suffering.
Bai Qiuyu stopped trying to persuade him and devoted himself to collecting medicinal herbs to nourish Chang Siguo's body and prevent him from losing Qi and blood.
On this day, Bai Qiuyu put the last few pieces of purple-ribbed sweet potato into the medicine jar, found Chang Siguo who was practicing footwork next door, and said, "Mr. Chang, we have to go further today. The saved purple-ribbed sweet potato has been completely used up. , you have to find it.”
Chang Siguo stopped, thought for a moment, and nodded. He guessed that Mu Mei was up to something secretly.
In addition to his physical body being tortured by the sword energy, he was able to recover from the loss of spiritual energy, aura and mental power that day. He even made some progress due to the tempering of the sword energy. On many occasions, he noticed that someone was spying in the distance, but He couldn't find the hidden guy.
Within fifty feet, even the wooden charm can't hide.
Who else in the beast prison could conceal the perception of a cultivator of the Three Tribulations Crystal Bone Realm from fifty feet away?
The answer is obvious, except for the elusive Mu Mei, there is no one else.
After having breakfast and drinking the rich medicinal soup, the two set out to go north from the mouth of the canyon and went deep into the Chidi wilderness. They searched back and forth for most of the day. When they encountered a strange beast that was about to attack them, Chang Siguo let out a little breath. , drove away the strange beasts.
There are really some people who don't have eyesight who want to die, so a blazing flame flies to help them.
All other spiritual medicinal materials were harvested, but there was no trace of the purple-ribbed spiritual potato.
Bai Qiuyu hung the narrow knife fished out of the lake a few days ago on her waist. She was looking a little sad. She also guessed that it was Mu Mei who caused the trouble. Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence? According to her idea, she took Mu Mei out again. Why not
That guy is just a tree demon in human form, and he can't make much trouble in the outside world.
If he really goes too far, there will be a powerful person on the mountain who can deal with Mu Mei.
However, Mr. Chang is very domineering and unwilling to be accommodating in some aspects, and would rather bend than bend.
Chang Siguo said nonchalantly, "There are still thirteen days. It will be over after a while. Aren't there other common herbs that can be used to make medicine? I'll just drink it. When I get out of the beast prison, I will buy a few blood-enhancing elixirs to recuperate my body." It’s nothing serious.”
Bai Qiuyu shook his head and said, "Unless you stop practicing like that, you will lose a lot of blood every day. Through meditation and practice, you can only replenish half of the recovery at most. I have limited herbs on hand now, and I can barely keep your body from losing. If it continues for more than ten days, Accumulated deficiency can easily damage the fundamental vitality."
Bai Qiuyu didn't say much about the consequences of damaging his fundamental vitality.
Chang Sigui understands that a serious injury to his vitality will lead to a regression in his cultivation, and in severe cases, it may even affect his ability to break through in the future.
Mu Mei's move was tantamount to hitting his weakness.
As for sword energy and body refining, it's not like he can stop whenever he wants.
A green shadow flashed in the sky, and Mu Mei appeared with a smile. She spoke without restraint, making the wary Bai Qiuyu blush, "Your man can't stop tempering his body." She then said to the gloomy Chang Siguo, " Hey, let’s make peace, one last chance, if you don’t agree, I’ll really leave.”
Chang Siguo stared at the small figure floating in the air ten feet away.
He noticed that Mu Mei had changed a lot since the last time he met her. The roots under her skirt had turned into pink bare feet, and the leaves on her head had disappeared.
He sneered and said, "You haven't left yet?"
This tone is really annoying to the devil. ,,
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