The little sack was indeed at home, and he was the only one in the house. If he hadn't been covered in injuries and fell to the ground unconscious, with dried blood still all over his body, and his face was as pale as a ghost, looking like he was breathing more out than in.
"Fuck! Little Sack!" Hong Ge was startled. She thought that Little Sack was silent on purpose, and also thought that he was still in seclusion to heal his wounds, but she didn't expect him to look like this.
"He has lost both energy and blood, his muscles and veins are damaged, his golden elixir is on the verge of collapse, and he has lost consciousness." The young uncle stepped forward and checked his pulse, and immediately judged his condition, "Help him up first. "
The two of them helped him sit down on the bed next to him. The young uncle didn't hesitate and stuffed a few Yuan Yang Pills over him. Then he immediately sat cross-legged behind him and began to help heal his injuries by kneading the magic formula in his hands.
Under the dual treatment of the medicine pill and the little master's uncle's magic, the little sack's pale face gradually improved. Although it was still ugly, it was not as gray as a dead corpse just now.
Hongge also felt strange as to why the little sack would make herself look like this. Logically speaking, as the only disciple of the sword-wielding elder, he should be the one who receives the most attention, not to mention being personally treated by the elders like Chang Wenbai and the others. Why is he fainting now and being completely ignored here?
And based on what I saw just after entering the house, he must have been lying on the ground for many days. Even after they came out of the illusion, the elders simply gave him a pill to wake him up. After he returned to Jianzhi Peak, no one took care of him anymore, so much so that he fainted in the house for several days. No one noticed.
What kind of small sack is this? It’s obviously a cabbage!
Hong Ge carefully calculated the time it took to come out of the illusion, and his expression suddenly became complicated. Inexplicably, I feel that this so-called son of heaven is too miserable. What does his master, the best person in the world of cultivation, do for a living?
It took five hours for the little uncle to heal his injuries, and Hongge also waited beside him for five hours. It was already dark. She woke up from a nap, and then the little sack started to move.
He slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of confusion and unconcealable weakness.
"Hey! Little sack, Lu Chenguang, are you still alive?" She couldn't help but wave her hand in front of him.
His distracted gaze finally found focus and slowly settled on her, "Senior...senior sister?"
"Looks like everything's okay." Hong Ge breathed a sigh of relief.
The young uncle also stopped his work and added, "Although the tendons have been basically repaired, they are still damaged. Do not use spiritual power for half a month."
"Senior Brother Chen!" The little sack then noticed Chen Yue behind him. He seemed to understand something and turned around to clasp his fists and salute, "Thank you..."
"What are you doing?" Hongge stopped him from standing up and saluting, and finally found an opportunity to ask, "What's wrong with your injury? If we don't come here today, you'll be dead, you know?"
He was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice, "I... just have a temporary lack of spiritual power, and I won't have time to heal my wounds in the future..."
"Can you still open the isolation circle in the house if you don't have enough spiritual power?" Hong Ge frowned. He forgot to turn on the restriction in his yard, but the isolation circle in the house was turned on. The circle blocked his breath and body. blood, otherwise they would not have come in, only to find him fainted in the room.
But if this were not the case, any patrolling disciple who passed by Jianzhi Peak would be able to detect the bloody smell in this room, and no one would know that he had fallen here for several days. .
"Master likes purity and doesn't like too many people coming to the peak to disturb him, so I opened the magic circle." Xiao Sack replied. He really just opened the magic circle out of habit at that time, and he didn't expect to faint directly.
"What about your master?" Hong Ge then asked, "Didn't he come to heal you?"
"..." The little sack was stunned, and subconsciously avoided her gaze and said in a low voice, "Healing... I can do it myself."
"Okay? Can you cure yourself to death?" Hongge retorted, glanced at his guilty expression, and suddenly thought of something, "You were injured when you entered the illusion before, couldn't it be because your master didn't care about you at all? ?」
groove! What kind of ghost master is this? Even Xi Ming would shamelessly deadlift when he saw his disciples being injured.
They asked the peak masters and elders to help with treatment at the main peak, and even asked for a large amount of elixirs from the Spiritual Medicine Peak, fearing that they would really damage their foundation and affect their future practice.
But the little sack was injured like this, and his master actually ignored him and left him here to fend for himself.
"This has nothing to do with Master..." Little Sack still subconsciously defended his Master, "It's because I'm too weak. Master said that if you want to gain greater power, you have to pay a corresponding price. The ruthless cultivation of Heaven's Way is only Being able to rely on myself, I chose to enter the Wenwen Sword Mirror, and I can only bear the price after that, including these injuries."
"Fart!" What kind of dangerous statement is this? According to him, no matter how seriously injured he is, his master will never care about him? This is obviously irresponsible!
"Hongge." The junior uncle next to her held her back and shook his head lightly at her.
After all, the little sack is the disciple of the elder holding the sword. Even if she is dissatisfied, she is not qualified to say anything as a disciple of the Spiritual Medicine Peak.
Hongge didn't understand what the sword-wielding elder was thinking. The current situation of the little sack was very similar to the so-called wolf education in Blue Star. To put it nicely, it was to make him self-reliant and self-reliant. To put it bluntly, it was just pure herding. Well.
Hongge originally thought that the sword-wielding elder gave up his junior uncle and accepted the sack because he was interested in his qualifications and reputation as a son of heaven, and wanted to teach the best apprentice. Now it seems that he doesn't know how to do it at all. Teaching is still the same as when I left my little master uncle to others, completely disregarding the life and death of his disciples.
"It's up to you." She sighed. As far as the little sack was concerned, there was really nothing he could do to object. After all, he was his master. Even in Blue Star, many people couldn't get rid of the influence of their original family, let alone It is a world of immortality that is even more uncivilized.
"Since you're fine, let's go first."
The little sack raised his head and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he just struggled to get up and clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, senior sister, senior brother Chen." His expression suddenly dimmed a lot.
Hongge turned around and walked out the door. After thinking about it, she stopped her step. She couldn't help but turned around and walked back.
"Little sack! No matter what your master said, don't forget that you are not only a disciple of Jianzhi Peak, but also a disciple of Xuantian Sect." She said word by word, "You also have so many teachers. Brothers, since we are from the same sect, we should share the burden. It is only natural to trouble us! No shame!" Including healing!
"..." He was stunned, as if he was shocked by something and couldn't recover for a long time.
Hongge and his junior uncle over there had already turned around and left.
For a time, scenes of Xichunlin and the fantasy world flashed before Lu Chenguang's eyes, and he inexplicably felt a trace of warmth entering his heart, and the usually indifferent aura on his body became much gentler. For the first time, he realized that maybe...the path of spiritual practice is not destined to be lonely!
only……
Why did the senior sister call him little sack? !
