The voice in the sound jade stopped suddenly, and Chu Yu turned his head to look at Lord Lingyue. His face was full of embarrassment, and he didn't know what to say to Chu Yu for a moment.

After all, he was an elder. Lord Lingyue coughed twice and patted Chu Yu on the shoulder pretending to be affectionate, "Your master will be back today, don't worry too much."

Chu Yu nodded and returned his gaze to Ning Zhao's face, which had his eyes closed tightly.

What he didn't know was that during the time Ning Zhao was unconscious, the little leaves in Ning Zhao's dantian had been swaying.

[Ning Zhao, Ning Zhao, are you okay?]

[Are you still awake?]

[Ning Zhao, Ning Zhao, please reply when I receive it, Xiaowogua didn’t mean to ask you to beat those three puppets...]

[I thought, I thought they were not that powerful...I have gone through system analysis...]

[If, if you can survive, Xiaowogua will definitely treat you better in the future!]

Ning Zhao did not hear these words, nor did Chu Yu and others.

…

After a cup of tea, the crane stopped at the pharmacy halfway up Qingya Mountain.

"Head."

"Head."

Several disciples drying herbs in front of the pharmacy saluted and were startled when they saw Chu Yu following Venerable Lingyue.

This is an unfamiliar face...but seeing that he is following Lord Lingyue, he must be his inner disciple?

It's just that this person is not Ye Tianhe and others, and Venerable Lingyue only accepted one female disciple in his visit to the Immortal Sect this time. From this point of view... his identity is somewhat unclear.

They looked at the woman in Chu Yu's arms again. This was...Senior Sister Ning Zhao, the eldest disciple of Venerable Linghui of Xiaozhu Peak?

The next second, Venerable Lingyue's words answered several people's doubts.

"Please help Senior Sister Ning quickly, she was injured in the sword tomb."

He coughed softly again and looked at Chu Yu, "I still have something to do, so I'll go ahead and take care of Ah Zhao."

Chu Yu snorted, and everyone watched Lord Lingyue step on the crane and leave the pharmacy.

The two pharmacy disciples quickly guided Chu Yu into the pharmacy.

They had already guessed the identity of the person in front of them, Chu Yu, the leader of the Immortal Sect this time.

It's just... they can't tell how much water there is in this top spot.

However, it is better to do less than to do more. They are only outer disciples, and they are not willing to have conflicts with Chu Yu, an inner disciple.

After turning several turns in the corridor, I finally reached the doctor's consultation room.

"Senior Sister Huang, Senior Sister Huang!"

The two disciples started shouting as soon as they entered the door, and the woman in gray robe behind the bookshelf quickly put down her medical books and came over.

"What's going on?"

"This is Senior Sister Ning Zhao, the eldest disciple of Venerable Xiaozhu Peak Linghui. She was injured at the Sword Tomb. Senior Sister Huang, please help her take a look!"

Chu Yu gently placed Ning Zhao on the bed.

The female medical practitioner reached out to feel Ning Zhao's pulse. After a while, she frowned and looked at Chu Yu and said, "What happened in the sword tomb?"

Chu Yu told the story about Ning Zhao being attacked by puppets and flying to the cave wall. The female medical cultivator was confused again: "But... I looked at Junior Sister Ning's pulse and it seems... It seems that her spiritual power is very disordered."

"Could it be that the spiritual power was overdrawn? What kind of technique was used?"

Chu Yu thought of Ning Zhao's phoenix cry pointing his sword to the sky, pursed his lips and said: "Senior sister used a move called phoenix cry."

"What!"

"What?"

"Phoenix cry?"

The female medical practitioner was shocked, but the other two medicine boys looked at the female medical practitioner with doubts on their faces, "Senior Sister Huang, is Phoenix Crying a very powerful skill?"

The female medical cultivator glanced at the two men who were staring in confusion, and said in a deep voice: "Phoenix Cry is a heaven-level skill, and Junior Sister Ning has used it before. But... I just heard that Junior Sister Ning suffered a thunderstorm a few days ago and her spiritual power was unstable.

If you use Phoenix Cry now, it will inevitably cause backlash."

She urged: "You two, go get me some medicine. Tell Dr. Song that I want it, and I want to be calm and calm."

The two medicine boys walked out quickly.

Only the female doctor Xiu, Chu Yu, and Ning Zhao were left in the room.

The female doctor Xiu looked at Chu Yu steadily, then looked out the door to make sure there was no one else around, and then asked: "Junior sister Ning used Phoenix Cry before, but this did not happen." Ning Zhao, what exactly is happening?

What skills were used in the sword tomb to cause such severe backlash?

Chu Yu shook his head and looked away from the face of Ning Zhao, who had his eyes closed and looked calm, "I...I don't know."

"Senior sister seems to have only used this trick."

The female doctor frowned and asked again: "Is it possible... that Junior Sister Ning went with you this time?"

Although she could not see Chu Yu's cultivation level, she could tell from the thin spiritual energy surrounding him that he was not in the foundation building stage.

If Ning Zhao were to fight against two puppets in the Sword Tomb alone, it would indeed be very difficult. It is also expected that he would suffer backlash.

"We met a junior sister at the Sword Tomb."

The female doctor's eyes suddenly widened.

As soon as he heard it, he knew that the strength of that junior sister was almost the same as that of the person in front of him. In other words, Ning Zhao could fight against three Jindan stage puppets by himself!

Even if the puppet is only in the early stage of the golden elixir, it will be enough for her to suffer a lot. She is so confused!

The female doctor glared at Chu Yu fiercely, turned around and walked to the desk and took out an agarwood box.

"You roll up Junior Sister Ning's sleeves and I'll give her the acupuncture."

Chu Yu hesitated, not knowing where to start, and received a blank look from the female doctor.

"I asked you to roll up your sleeves, why are they so stained? Hurry up, roll up the right one first!"

He finally stepped forward and rolled up Ning Zhao's right sleeve, revealing a section of his white wrist.

The female doctor held the silver needle and inserted it into the right acupuncture point.

"Left sleeve."

Chu Yu reached out and rolled up Ning Zhao's left sleeve.

This arm is not as white as the left arm. It is full of scratches and bloodstains. Just looking at it makes people want to frown.

The female doctor Xiu hissed and performed a traumatic recovery technique on Ning Zhao.

The wound no longer oozes blood, and it finally looks less ferocious.

The female doctor applied acupuncture to Ning Zhao's left arm according to the acupuncture points just created.

She looked at Ning Zhao's face, which was still as pale as paper, and sighed quietly.

"You too, with so little spiritual power, why do you have to go to the Sword Tomb?"

"And that junior sister of yours, you two really want Ning Zhao to die!"

Chu Yu was silent, and the female medical cultivator turned her gaze to Ning Zhao's face, which had her eyes closed tightly, and said angrily: "Some people are like this, they are always stupid, standing up for others, and showing off their strength!"

"Isn't it me who suffers in the end?"

"Let me tell you, the sect's ancestral teachings tell us to have the common people in mind, so do you really want to have the common people in the world at heart?"

"How many people are there in this world, and how many people are suffering from disasters, but with your own strength, you will not die from exhaustion!"

I don't know who she was talking to.

Seeing Chu Yu looking at her intently, the female medical cultivator couldn't help but sneered, "What are you looking at? I'm talking about your senior sister!"

"She is such a straight-minded person. What's the use of caring about the world? When has there ever been a time when she came back from an experience without being injured?"

"I don't understand. It's said in medical books that life and death are determined by destiny. We can't force it. Why does she still force herself?"
Chapter completed!