If Zi Lei could think, he probably never thought that he would be used to heal wounds so frequently.
Zhang Qing's body was constantly being torn apart by whirlpools of spiritual power, exposing his muscles and blood vessels, and was constantly being filled with purple thunder, turning into new skin and flesh. This scene made Xiao Yinpu a little frightened.
He unfolded the spiritual barrier to protect both Jin Su'er and Yi Qusheng inside, and said in a confused tone: "Is her spiritual root out of control or not? It seems to me that the lightning has not hurt her skin?"
If the kid's lightning can't hurt herself, and can even repair it, then why is she wearing a mask?
Xiao Yinpu looked at Zhang Qing's mask with complicated eyes. In the center of the spiritual vortex, the ginkgo leaf connected to the mask rustled, but there was no damage at all. Instead, it protected Zhang Qing's back.
There's nothing special about this child's face, right? For example, the wood grain of the dryad, the hairy ears of the monster, etc.?
Xiao Yinpu began to seriously think about the possibility that Zhang Qing was not a human being.
Jin Su'er didn't know what Xiao Yinpu was thinking, but she felt guilty.
"Well, Qingqing probably didn't lose consciousness completely. Maybe he was suppressing his spiritual roots, so the accident didn't happen, right?"
Jin Su'er talked some random nonsense, and then looked down at Yi Qusheng, who was lying next to him and had fainted.
The last time they talked in the medicine field, the two people borrowed her rouge and gouache to cover the slave mark. The way they got along was no different from before, so much so that Jin Su'er almost forgot that Yi Qusheng would take the responsibility for Zhang Qing. painfully.
When I first climbed up, I saw Yi Qusheng holding Zhang Qing and struggling to support him, and then I remembered it.
Fortunately, Yi Qusheng had just been hit by spiritual energy in the whirlpool. Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why Zhang Qing was in the center of the whirlpool and it was Yi Qusheng who fainted.
Jin Su'er raised her head and looked at Xiao Yinpu, a little nervously: "Uncle Master, is there any way to completely wake up Qingqing? Even if she can heal herself, she still can't absorb the spiritual energy."
A hint of embarrassment appeared on Xiao Yinpu's always gentle face: "I don't know why she fell into that state. I can't interfere rashly, otherwise she may be in greater danger."
If you don’t know the cause of the disease, you can’t prescribe medicine randomly.
Zhang Qing was sitting there at the moment, looking dazed under the mask.
In fact, she was able to regain consciousness, but she wanted to stay in the sea of consciousness and carefully review these memories.
She could feel that Zi Lei was repairing her body. Even if her spiritual power broke Zi Lei, she could still make up for it. Besides, if the body is strong and strong, it is impossible to die anyway. Why not take the opportunity to find some intelligence clues from these memories?
What she is sure of now is that these memories belong to her. She may have been in a situation where she could predict the future or live a new life. After all, anything can happen in the world of immortality.
Zhang Qing took a deep breath and tried to see clearly what those arrogant and domineering people in his memory looked like, but he could only see vague black shadows.
Tsk, you’ve already given me everything, can’t you let people see it more clearly?
Killing the murderer in advance can save you a lot of trouble.
The black shadow's moves were also blocked tightly. Zhang Qing could only barely identify a few sword cultivators, but sword cultivators were everywhere in the small sects in this area and had no reference value.
They said that Kim So Ah and Ruan Rui Bai escaped, but they were not found in these memory fragments...
Zhang Qing mobilized her sea of consciousness and played back pieces of broken memories. Not only were these memories fragmented, but the order was also messed up. She tried to piece them together, but to no avail.
They were all burning, killing and looting, including the weapon refining room, the hidden sword pavilion, and the medicinal field. These people did not spare any one of them. They took away what they could, and burned what they couldn't take away. They couldn't tell the difference between the front and the back. They all suffered anyway. .
But why didn’t I see the footage of the back mountain? Didn’t I go back to my cabin in this story? Or is she too poor to rob her?
After rummaging through several more clips, Zhang Qing saw the shadows of Ruan Ruibai and Jin Suer. In the clip, he was running wildly and passed them. Ruan Ruibai's left shoulder was removed and dripping with blood, and he was carrying an unconscious man on his right shoulder. Jin Su'er, he just gave Zhang Qing a look and left in a hurry without much communication.
Zhang Qing became more and more nervous. After flipping through so many clips, she still didn't see Yi Qusheng.
She had a bad idea in her mind, and the moment the idea came to her mind, the last clip was finally played.
In her memory, she ran all the way to the mountainside and saw the ruined weapon refining room and the round head on the broken wall and broken tiles...
In reality, Yi Qusheng opened his eyes, sat up suddenly, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to touch his neck.
Jin Suer was overjoyed when she saw Yi Qusheng woke up: "Elder brother!"
Yi Qusheng didn't seem to have recovered yet. He covered his neck, his face was pale, he was panting heavily, his pupils were out of focus, and he stared blankly in the direction of Zhang Qing.
Xiao Yinpu noticed that his breath was unstable, so he squatted down and put his palms on his back. The warm spiritual power gradually penetrated his whole body, and Yi Qusheng's complexion became better.
"Nephew..." Xiao Yinpu was a little worried, frowning tightly, and said in a gentle tone: "Are you okay? You are not in a good condition."
Yi Qusheng remembered that Xiao Yinpu didn't know about the slave contract. He closed his eyes and waved his hands, trying to sound relaxed: "It's okay, I'm okay, uncle." When he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was so weak, Yi Qusheng He paused, swallowed, and spoke louder: "I was scared by Junior Sister Qingqing just now. I had a nightmare when I fainted, and I couldn't recover."
Xiao Yinpu touched his head lovingly: "It's okay. You seem to have spent a lot of your consciousness. Have a good rest."
Being forced to look at the memory of losing my head, can I not consume my consciousness?
Zhang Qing played memories in the sea of consciousness, and he could see them. Those memories were squeezed into his sea of consciousness as they were played, making him uncomfortable for a while.
Yi Qusheng nodded, then suddenly thought of Zhang Qing, and quickly looked up.
Zhang Qing changed her posture at some point and sat cross-legged steadily. The aura around her body gradually stabilized, and the spiritual energy vortex was absorbed into her body. There was no danger anymore.
Halfway up the mountain, Ruan Ruibai's face turned blue in the Hidden Sword Pavilion.
He didn't expect Zhang Qing's spiritual energy vortex to last for so long. Because he triggered a resonance, Zhang Qing couldn't stop even if he stopped. He was stunned because he had been filled with spiritual energy for a long time. When his Dantian couldn't let go, he put it into the sword. The sword was full. It can only be poured into the internal organs.
After Ruan Ruibai struggled to calm down the spiritual energy in his body, the movement on Zhang Qing's side finally subsided.
Ruan Ruibai opened his eyes with a stretched expression.
I have been fasting for a long time, and it is really uncomfortable to feel the feeling of being filled up in my stomach again.
Want to vomit...
Zhang Qing also opened his eyes, and his breath was calmer and heavier than before.
She slowly turned her head, a little embarrassed: "Sorry... I had an epiphany. Did I disturb you?"
Jin Suer breathed a sigh of relief, with a happy smile on her face: "It's okay, Qingqing, congratulations to you and Brother Ruan! This will give Tianshan Gate another layer of protection."
Xiao Yinpu also smiled slightly, walked over, and put the reluctant rabbit back into Zhang Qing's arms: "Su'er and I have almost finished talking, so it's not an intrusion. Congratulations, there are not many Foundation Establishment monks so young. "
Zhang Qing turned to look at Yi Qusheng again.
The two secretly exchanged a complicated look.
