"Santu!"
Chen recognized the man and hurriedly ran forward and found that there were wounds all over the man's body, a big hole was taken out in his chest, and even a large part of his neck was chewed off.
Now, it seems that he is on his deathbed.
"Clan...uh..."
When the Qingyu tribesman known as Santu saw Chen, his eyes burst out with light like a flashback.
I wanted to say something, but except for the sound of blood foam rolling in my throat, nothing could come out.
at this time.
With quick hands, Shiyan took out a healing charm that he had prepared long ago and placed it on Santu's wound.
The blood soaked the talisman.
The healing charm began to glow, and a dazzling brilliance soon enveloped his body.
A steady stream of vitality gushes out from the talisman and penetrates into Santu's body.
His bleeding was stopped.
The huge wound on his chest began to heal.
A mist of light rose up from his body, and magical power continued to fall on his wounds.
Just a few moments.
All his injuries have disappeared. If it weren't for the new-born white and flawless skin, like a baby, everyone would even think that what they saw before was just an illusion!
"Fortunately, I caught up!"
Seeing this scene, Shi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
If it comes a step later.
This person would probably die immediately.
I don't know if the prophet's talisman has the ability to bring the dead back to life... But, it's better to never know about this kind of thing.
Chen Chen opened his eyes wide, full of disbelief.
He personally experienced the efficacy of the healing charm and was deeply touched by it.
Understand what magical power that thin piece of paper contains.
but……
The injuries he suffered were completely different from Santu's injuries.
His injuries would not affect his life.
But Santu is a dying wound.
It can even be said that most of Santu's body has been buried in the soil, with only one breath left.
In this case, he can actually be saved by a talisman!
"The prophet... is a true god!"
He swallowed and let out a heartfelt exclamation.
This method has completely exceeded the upper limit of his understanding.
…
In front of him, the Qingyu tribesman named Santu slowly opened his eyes.
Seeing Chen, Shi and others, confusion appeared in their eyes: "Clan leader? Am I... dead? Now I am a soul?"
He subconsciously raised his hand and looked at the intact body, his head feeling dizzy.
Chen helped him up and said with a smile: "You are not dead! You are still alive... It was these friends from the Black Stone Tribe who saved you!"
Santu blinked, looked at Shi and others, and said thank you: "Thank you... thank you!"
Although his mind was still confused.
I don’t understand how I was saved from the situation where I was about to die just now.
But the clan leader has said so, so it’s definitely okay to say thank you first.
Shi waved his hands and smiled: "No need to thank us. If you want to thank, just thank the prophet. Without the talisman given by the prophet, we would not be able to save you!"
"prophet?"
Santu was even more confused and increasingly suspected that he was dreaming.
Chen said, "We'll talk about this later. Why are you here? Where are the others?"
Santu rubbed the back of his head and said, "We followed the wind out to hunt last night, but we caught the prey and got separated in a snowstorm!"
Chen looked worried and said, "Then do you know where they are? Can you still find a way back?"
Santu nodded: "Okay, I'll take you there right now!"
…
Blackstone Tribe.
In the small courtyard.
The rich spiritual light dissipated, and a blue crystal-like futon slowly appeared in front of Wang Xiu's eyes.
"The Taiyin Futon is finally done!"
Wang Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand, and the Chixiao Sword turned into a stream of light and flew into his Dantian.
The crystal futon also slowly fell into his hands.
Although this object is an extremely yin treasure, it is not as bitingly cold as the Ten Thousand Years Cold Jade. Instead, it feels cool to the touch, and even a trace of warmth will be produced after being touched for a long time.
Perhaps, this is the yin pole giving rise to yang!
Wang Xiu sat cross-legged on it and performed the Buddha Determination Technique.
time.
The mighty spiritual energy between heaven and earth swept in from all directions, gathered above his head into a tiny whirlpool visible to the naked eye, and poured into his body.
"It is indeed the ultimate treasure of cultivation!"
Wang Xiu opened his eyes and couldn't help but sigh.
Work hard for a while.
He felt that his newly achieved breakthrough had improved again.
The effect is very obvious.
This is due to the aura of heaven and earth around the Black Stone Tribe. If it were placed in the original location of the Jade Tribe, the effect would definitely be stronger.
"Try the effect of Taiyin Chalcedony Liquid..."
A jade bottle appeared in Wang Xiu's hand. With a thought, a drop of white jade-colored liquid rose from the mouth of the bottle. Shenxi shone and exuded a rich fragrance.
He opened his mouth and sucked in, then swallowed the drop of chalcedony liquid into his belly.
next moment.
An almost terrifying warmth broke out in Wang Xiu's body.
The aura was extremely soft, but it contained a strong aura of life, instantly spreading to his limbs and bones, as well as his Dantian and all his orifices.
Wang Xiu uses the pagoda determination method.
Continuously refining this medicinal power, divine light spews out from the pores, the rays of light shine, and the whole body is dazzling, like a congenital god.
This wave of fluctuation swept across the entire Blackstone Tribe.
The rays of light soared into the sky.
It can be seen from a great distance.
…
Outside the Black Stone Tribe, in the mountains and forests, there is a place about ten miles away.
A group of forty or fifty people, including men, women, old and young, most of them with haggard faces, as if they had experienced a disaster and wind and frost, were walking towards the direction of the Blackstone Tribe, led by the first few people.
"Everyone, just hold on, we are still about ten miles away from our Black Stone Tribe! Once there, there will be meat to eat, water to drink, no need to worry about ferocious beasts, and you can have a good night's sleep..."
Shi turned around, looked at the group of Qingyu tribe members who had just been rescued from the mountains, and said loudly.
at the same time.
In the other direction, Chen, Ye and others were scattered on the edge of this group of people, protecting everyone in the middle.
To prevent a vicious beast from suddenly emerging from the forest.
Head straight into the crowd.
"Chen, is this Black Stone Tribe really as good as you say?"
Not far away, a strong man with disheveled hair and scars all over his body pulled Chen's arm and asked in a low voice.
His name is Feng, one of the four second-level strong men of the Jade Tribe.
emmm…
Today, there are only three.
One of them died in this disaster in order to protect his tribe.
Chen responded: "You haven't seen it, so you don't know. When you see it, you will understand...it will only be better than what I said!"
The light flashed in the eye of the wind: "Is there really a whole room full of meat? And there are endless magic weapons?"
Chen shook his head and said: "Those are not the most important things! The most important thing is that there is a prophet in the Black Stone Tribe! Originally, the Black Stone Tribe was weaker than us. The reason why it has become so powerful now is because the prophet is..."
Feng said in surprise: "Is the prophet really that powerful? Have you seen it? What does it look like? Does it have four hands, three eyes, and wings?"
Chen rolled his eyes at him: "Is that a human being you are talking about? Prophet, he looks no different from us...if he does, maybe he is a little thinner!"
Feng rubbed the back of his head and wondered: "It sounds like this is nothing special... Hmm!"
Chen's expression suddenly changed, and he directly covered his mouth, with a stern look: "Shut up! What are you talking about? The ability of a prophet is beyond your imagination. Before... Santu was injured like that, and his neck was bitten. Half of it fell off, and I thought he wouldn't survive! Shi only used a talisman given by the prophet to make him jump alive...and there are many, many such talismans in the Black Stone Tribe!"
"Also, don't look at it. Shi and the others seem to be about the same strength as us, but in a real fight, the sum of us is not enough to fight Shi alone!"
"Because he has practiced martial arts passed down by the prophet! Do you understand martial arts?"
"As well as the magic weapons of the Blackstone Tribe, the food... almost all comes from the Prophet!"
"They took us in and allowed us to live with the Blackstone Tribe. It means that not only can we survive, but we can also learn the wisdom passed down by the prophet. This is a great favor and a gift!"
"If you keep talking nonsense, I don't know if the prophet will be angry, but I will never let you go for the first time... Do you hear me?"
Chen's tone was harsher than ever.
Staring into Feng's eyes.
Feng suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart and nodded.
at this time.
In the distant sky.
A bright ray of light rose into the sky, dazzling and dazzling. Even the sky above was rendered, as if it had turned into a divine sea.
Everyone in the venue was stunned.
The people of the Qingyu tribe had never seen such a vision before. They knelt down one after another, kowtowed and called out to the gods.
Only Shi, Ye, Yan and others discovered that the light came from the Black Stone Tribe, and they immediately knew something in their hearts. They looked at the Qingyu Tribe and the others and said proudly: "Don't be afraid, everyone. This is the magical power of our prophet. It should be another magical power of the prophet." Something has been accomplished!”
Hear the words.
The crowd was in an uproar.
Feng and Chen looked at each other.
The former couldn't help but swallow his saliva wildly, thinking that this prophet really had great supernatural powers. He was extremely regretful for his disrespectful words before, and knelt down again.
"Don't blame the prophet, don't blame me. I am stupid and stupid. I don't understand anything. Don't blame me. Don't blame me..."
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