"Be patient, you'll be fine soon. Don't move around, otherwise your injuries will become more serious." Zhang Fangyi raised his voice and shouted.

"Oh, okay!" Jiang Wuqi nodded obediently, not daring to move easily.

Zhang Fangyi's hand movements were not slow either. His fingers moved slightly, and strands of golden light shot out from the long needle and penetrated into Jiang Wuqi's back.

There were three blood lines on Jiang Wuqi's back. Zhang Fanyi had just pierced these three blood lines. Zhang Fanyi moved the long needle down a few inches, and then squeezed out a drop of golden liquid.

As the long needle continues to move downward, the golden liquid also moves downward with the long needle.

Zhang Fang changed his technique, and the golden liquid immediately changed direction and moved towards Jiang Wuqi's chest.

Zhang Fang's movements are not slow, and his techniques are constantly changing.

The golden liquid soon reached Jiang Wuqi's chest, and then Zhang Fangyi's technique suddenly stopped. Zhang Fangyi's eyebrows furrowed, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

This drop of golden liquid was the spiritual liquid condensed by Zhang Fangyi using pure spiritual energy. Although it was not enough to heal Jiang Wuqi's injury, it still had a great effect.

Zhang Fangyi's purpose is precisely to help Jiang Wuqi regain his strength so that he can break through as soon as possible and no longer suffer this kind of pain.

However, just when Zhang Fang was about to deliver spiritual energy to Jiang Wuqi, suddenly, the drop of golden liquid stopped moving, and Zhang Fang was stunned for a moment.

"Huh?"

Zhang Fangyi was confused. This drop of golden liquid was obviously acting according to his wishes. Why did it stop? Could it be that he made a mistake in controlling it?

"This drop of spiritual liquid, for some reason, did not travel according to the expected route. Instead, it stayed on your chest and stopped moving!"

Zhang Fang thought for a while and felt that this might be a mistake in his control, so he decided to give up and let it drive on its own, and then wait for it to integrate into Jiang Wuqi's body.

After thinking about it, Zhang Fangyi began to try to control it again, but to Zhang Fangyi's surprise, even though he tried many times, the drop of spiritual liquid remained disobedient and stayed on Jiang Wuqi's chest.

It didn't leave Jiang Wuqi's chest, nor move towards Jiang Wuqi's abdomen, nor did it wander towards his heart, as if it was staying at that place.

"What's going on?" Zhang Fangyi frowned, not understanding the reason, and couldn't help but become a little anxious.

Immediately, Zhang Fangyi sat down cross-legged, with his palms stacked on top of each other. Balls of spiritual energy poured out from Zhang Fangyi's palms, forming a spiritual energy vortex that kept spinning.

"Buzz! Buzz!"

The spiritual energy vortex in Zhang Fang's palm gave off a violent tremor, and then rushed toward Jiang Wuqi's body.

After these spiritual energy poured into Jiang Wuqi's body, Jiang Wuqi felt an extremely refreshing and comfortable feeling spread throughout his body, which cheered him up. He felt that his whole body was filled with endless strength, as if

Has inexhaustible strength.

Zhang Fang withdrew the spiritual energy from his palm, then stood up and walked to Jiang Wuqi's side.

"Okay, okay, very good." Zhang Fangyi glanced at Jiang Wuqi approvingly.

"Your injury is not a big problem anymore. When we go back and recuperate, your injury should be almost done." Zhang Fang looked at Jiang Wuqi with a look of relief in his eyes.

"The only little surprise is that a drop of the spiritual liquid I sent into your body was not absorbed. It shouldn't be a big problem. It might merge on its own after a while." Zhang Fangyi thought of this problem again.

Jiang Wuqi couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He didn't want his injury to worsen.

"Okay, okay, that's good, that's good." Jiang Wuqi said quickly.

"You can take a rest and adjust your spiritual energy, and then we will leave here." Zhang Fangyi said.

Jiang Wuqi nodded. He lay on the ground with his eyes closed tightly, running his exercises and adjusting his breath.

Zhang Fangyi also sat down, with his eyes closed tightly, running exercises to adjust the breath in his body.

The two people breathed evenly one after another. More than three hours passed. Zhang Fangyi slowly opened his eyes, with a smile on his face.

"It should be almost done, right?" Zhang Fangyi said.

Jiang Wuqi also opened his eyes after hearing this. He also felt that the injuries in his body had healed and he did not feel any discomfort.

Jiang Wuqi looked at Zhang Fangyi with a hint of surprise in his heart: "You are so amazing, you can actually heal my injuries."

"Your injuries have almost recovered. Let's leave as soon as possible." Zhang Fangyi said with a smile.

"Okay." Jiang Wuqi nodded and then got up.

"By the way, senior brother, how long should we stay here?" Jiang Wuqi asked. He felt that he had stayed in this ghost place for too long. If he hadn't been able to absorb spiritual energy to maintain his body, he might have starved to death long ago.

"About a month or so." Zhang Fang thought for a while and replied.

"One month, so long?" Jiang Wuqi asked in surprise.

Zhang Fang looked at Jiang Wuqi, shook his head, and laughed: "It's not too long. This is a good thing. If your injury does not fully recover, we will not be able to leave here."

Jiang Wuqi nodded and thought to himself, this Zhang Fangyi is really powerful, he can see through the problem at a glance.

"Since you are fine, let's leave now." Zhang Fangyi said.

"Yeah." Jiang Wuqi nodded.

Zhang Fangyi actually had mixed feelings in his heart at this moment. Jiang Wuqi's previous increase in strength and current recovery from his injuries were all accomplished by consuming both parties' vitality.

Although Jiang Wuqi's injuries had recovered, Zhang Fangyi felt that his life force was rapidly passing away.

Zhang Fangyi's cultivation method is a kind of swallowing technique. Once some spiritual energy or spiritual objects are swallowed, the cultivation level and life span will be improved. This is the common sense of practitioners.

But Zhang Fangyi didn't swallow anything during this period. He just injected some of his spiritual energy into Jiang Wuqi's body, and then helped Jiang Wuqi recover from his injuries.

Now that Jiang Wuqi's injuries have fully recovered, Zhang Fang felt that his life force was passing away rapidly. If he delayed any longer, he would die in less than five years, so he had to take Jiang Wuqi away from here quickly.

"Junior brother, let's go." Zhang Fangyi said, then reached out and grabbed Jiang Wuqi's shoulder.

Jiang Wuqi did not hesitate. He knew that this was a dangerous place. If he continued to stay here, something might happen, so the two of them walked towards the entrance of the cave.

The two left the cave together. As soon as Jiang Wuqi walked out of the cave, he smelled a pungent fishy smell, which made his throat feel itchy.

"Ugh~ vomit~ vomit~"
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