Chapter 369 The Holy Son’s illness is a bit troublesome, so we need to add more ingredients

Time flies.

The mountains are towering and spread out in front of you like a scroll.

I came to this unfamiliar place again. If nothing weird happened all the time, this place would still be pretty good.

"We are going to Kuohai Peak. The Holy Son is on the mountain. I have informed them that you can go with me."

The Earth Protector said calmly, waved his sleeves, and appeared on the top of the mountain.

Bai Bing took a look and originally wanted to see his acquaintances, but it seemed that they were not willing to let him go freely, so he had to give up.

He glanced at it and saw that the structure of this hilltop was also very simple, with a few stone tables and small pavilions, nothing more.

However, he could vaguely feel that someone was visiting him. He thought that the Holy Son was sick and had received a lot of attention.

Following the road, I came to a small attic and someone came to greet me.

The visitor was a middle-aged man. He glanced at Bai Bing with a cold expression, "Are you the magic stick?"

Bai Bing nodded, "Yes, he is good at driving away corpses."

"snort."

The middle-aged man rolled his sleeves and said coldly: "I am his father, you can come with me.

However, the origin of this person is unknown. I advise you not to have any petty thoughts. If you can really solve the problem, you can do whatever you want.

But if you have the intention to do harm, you don’t have to go back today."

"I wasn't going back today." Bai Bing said with a smile, "But I am really touched by such hospitality."

The middle-aged man waved his hand with a cold face, and then two male waiters appeared next to Bai Bing, walking behind him, holding a black cloth in their hands.

"What do you mean?" Bai Bing looked cold.

"The Holy Son is in a bad condition, and there is a suspicion of a monster causing trouble. He is being protected in a magic circle. The magic circle contains heavenly secrets. No outsiders are allowed to see the formation when it is released," said the Holy Son's father.

Bai Bing remained unmoved and watched calmly.

Who the hell is asking for medical treatment?

Protector Tu Xing spoke slowly and explained, "After all, I care deeply about the Son, and the safety of the Son is closely related. If you can solve the problem, I will not treat you badly."

What do you mean by singing blackface and whiteface?

Bai Bing took a black cloth and covered his eyes.

joke.

Do I even bother to peek at this thing?

I use my consciousness.

After a while, he felt extremely deep and obscure spiritual power fluctuations. He felt it with his heart, indulged in it, and felt some kind of Taoist charm.

Then, for a moment, he realized that he couldn't keep up. It was like picking up a pen, and he could no longer understand the math class.

Forget it, just don’t watch it, I’m not interested.

Then, the black cloth was untied, and Bai Bing saw that there was a small hall around him, with beds inside, incense burning around it, and statues of gods, incense offerings, and even traces of ritual practices at the end of the wall.

Bai Bing was startled. Is this Taoist also superstitious?

"Don't look at what you shouldn't look at."

The Holy Son's father said coldly, "The Holy Son is on the bed and has fallen asleep. Come here, seal your cultivation, and go investigate."

This time Bai Bing finally frowned, "Why don't you cut off your tongue first and then say a word to me?"

"What did you say?"

Bai Bing suddenly felt the temperature around him drop suddenly.

What central air conditioning?

Bai Bing used his cultivation, and the Suzaku Fire broke out, directly breaking through his domain suppression, making him take a few steps back, and his expression changed.

"How brave! Get it for me!"

"Wait a minute."

Protector Tu Xing persuaded with a smile, "The Holy Son's illness is very important, so don't delay it because of trivial matters.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t seal your cultivation, so as not to affect your ability to use your hands and feet.”

Bai Bing smiled and looked at the Holy Son's father, "Your cultivation is really average, which makes me wonder if you have any bloodline worthy of me."

The father of the Holy Son had a gloomy look on his face, but he still calmed down and handed over his hands to the Earth Protector, "I hope you can take care of me."

Bai Bing got permission and went to investigate.

Opening the curtain, a young man lay straight on the bed.

His appearance is quite heroic, but his face is bloodless, and he can vaguely feel that powerful energy is sealed in his body, which is very chaotic.

With just one glance, he judged that she was in a similar situation to Li Lin.

[Insect Swarm Codename: Divine Phoenix]

[Bloodline Level: SSS+]

【We are matching the "Dove Occupying the Magpie's Nest" plan. 】

[The match is successful, this host insect is suitable as a suppression plan]

Bai Bing used the system to detect it for a moment, and he probably understood.

The Divine Phoenix Clan is still good, and you can easily find the top bloodline of Sequence 2. Except for the insect corpse, it basically surpasses the previous era.

Unlike him, he worked hard for a year or two to upgrade from D-level bloodline to SSS-.

Then, Bai Bing felt unsteady.

The big fat insect was about to move, it felt something and realized that this was a powerful food.

And it burns your mouth.

The tentacles rose from the shadows, stared at the Suzaku fire, and split their fangs.

The so-called old enemy is just the difference between what you can eat now and what you can eat later.

This thing is not pleasing to the eye, but the day it is suppressed is when it comes into its own.

Bai Bing restrained the Holy Son's wrist and released it after a moment.

"How is it?" Protector Tu Xing came and asked with concern.

Bai Bing pondered for a moment, "There is some trouble."

"Can it be cured?"

“It can be cured”

"Don't be hesitant when speaking. Isn't there anyone in your family who teaches you?" the Son's father said coldly.

Bai Bing was calm and said with a smile: "I have found out his condition and it is treatable, but he needs some additional medicine.

And I don’t have this, so I can only rely on seniors.”

He looked at the Father of the Holy Son and said.

The father of the Holy Son frowned, "What kind of medicine do you need? Just ask."

As a member of the Divine Phoenix Clan, as long as there is a magical medicine in this world, there is nothing we cannot get.

"Your true blood." Bai Bing said.

"What's so difficult about that?" The Father of the Holy Son rolled up his sleeves, "How much?"

"A bucket?"

"..." The Holy Son's father said indifferently: "You are entertaining me with this?"

I have never heard that true blood should be measured in buckets. What does this mean? Watering flowers or taking a bath?

Bai Bing was embarrassed, "Actually, even if it's a bucket, I can't say for sure.

Think about it, the situation of the Holy Son is a lack of blood, and blood must be used to make up for it.

You are a close relative, so your bloodline is the most suitable, but to be honest, compared to the Holy Son, your bloodline is still as poor as swill.

All I can say is that the more bloodline medicine you use, the better your recovery will be.

If you think one bucket is difficult, just use less. But as for the effectiveness, I can only put it aside in advance."

The Father of the Son was silent for a while.

There is some truth to that.

But this description compares my true blood to swill? How unreasonable!

Forget it, the object of comparison is my own son, so let’s not argue with him for now. This kid has no tutor in the first place, so bear with him.
To be continued...