At this moment, he asked Su Li to treat him. Even if he used magic means to absorb a drop of Su Li's blood, he could only barely breathe a sigh of relief.
"Master Qing, please let me see the injury."
Su Li said calmly.
He still needs to rely on Qing Lingtian, so nothing happens to Qing Lingtian during this period.
Soon, Qing Lingtian took off his clothes, exposing his back full of tendons.
Although Qing Lingtian has lived for many years, he has always used magic means to maintain his peak state, and at this moment, his body even looks like an exquisite sculpture.
Extremely perfect.
But on that perfect back, there was a hideous scar.
From the shoulder to the waist, the ferocious gash ripped open the skin and flesh, as if you could see the white bones in the flesh and blood. It was extremely terrifying.
Su Li couldn't help but take a breath of air.
If it had been anyone else who had taken this blow, he would have died long ago, but the one who took the blow was Qing Lingtian. He was a martial artist, so his physical body could barely survive.
"How? Can it be cured?"
Qing Lingtian asked with a smile.
"It can be cured, but it may take some time."
Su Li took a deep breath and said.
"This is an injury caused by the Flowing Cloud Splitting Golden Spear. I underestimated the Taoist soldiers of the Taoist sect, and I also underestimated the spearman."
Qing Lingtian said with a smile.
"The three Taoist weapons of the Taoist sect, except for the Shangyang Sanqing Sword that has been lost, the other two are extremely terrifying existences. In addition, the inheritance of these two Taoist weapons of the Taoist sect has not been cut off. If you encounter a gun
The man and the Sword Saint must escape."
Qing Lingtian gave some instructions, but Su Li didn't respond.
Soon, Su Li took out the medicinal materials from the Debao Ring and treated Qing Lingtian's injuries.
The wound was filled with ferocious gunfire. Su Li just stretched out his hand to touch it, but he was also greatly affected, and a scar appeared on his hand.
"What a fierce gun breath!"
Su Li's face condensed, this was much more powerful than the loud gun aura. If he faced this gun, he might die at any time.
Qing Lingtian relied on the strength of his physical body to barely withstand this blow. If it had been anyone else, he would have died long ago without even leaving a trace.
Not long after, Su Li applied the medicine directly to the wound. The severe pain made Qing Lingtian groan.
"You little guy, are you good at medical skills..."
Qing Lingtian asked angrily.
"Master Qing, this is the Taoist soldier's gun energy. If I can barely repair your wound, it will be great."
"For this level of trauma, medicine is only an aid. If you really want to repair it, you still need to rely on your own spiritual power. Of course, if you have magic medicine, like the fruit of immortality, it can help you repair it quickly.
"
Su Li rolled his eyes. This level of trauma could not be repaired with simple medication.
"If I had the fruit of immortality, I wouldn't force you."
Qing Lingtian said angrily, and then he snorted in pain.
After maintaining it for half an hour, Su Li reluctantly used the Vajra Curse to disperse the gun air, and then continued to cover it with medicine. At this moment, Qing Lingtian's strong body began to slowly repair, and the injury was barely stabilized.
Su Li touched the sweat on his forehead and felt for the first time that his medical skills had encountered a challenge.
After all, this was an injury caused by the Dao Sect's Liuyun Splitting Golden Gun.
"Now you know how terrifying Taoist soldiers are?"
Qing Lingtian put on a pair and then smiled bitterly.
"Why can't Ouyang Xiu create such a terrifying aura?"
Su Li asked in confusion, but he soon understood that among the three Taoist soldiers of the Taoist sect, only the Swordman lineage had lost its inheritance. Therefore, what Ouyang Xiu received was only a half-baked inheritance.
A terrifying move like the Sword Saint.
"Huh, Ouyang Xiu doesn't have the Shangyang Sanqing Sword in his hand. If he had mastered the Shangyang Sanqing Sword, which was once a Taoist soldier, maybe the Confucian sect would not be able to break the Taoist sect a hundred years ago."
Qing Lingtian snorted, then sat down attentively, his eyes flashing with light.
Su Li looked at Qing Ling Tian, and then stopped talking. After thinking about it, it was better not to say anything.
"Do you want to ask why I need your blood?"
Qing Lingtian laughed and saw what Su Li was thinking.
"good."
Su Li didn't hide anything. Since Qing Lingtian asked about it, he wanted to know the truth.
"You... you are so blessed that you don't know how to be blessed..."
Qing Lingtian said with a long sigh.
"Your Su family is a very big family. Even the Confucian and Taoist sects don't know how terrifying you were in the past..."
"Everyone says that the Eternal Immortal Palace has the longest history, but before the Eternal Immortal Palace, it was your Su family that unified the entire Small Thousand Worlds..."
Qing Lingtian's eyes were filled with nostalgia. As one of the oldest people in the Small Thousand Realm, he naturally knew some news.
Su Li's heart sank, wondering if this matter had something to do with the Su family's destruction.
"Senior Qing, please explain more clearly what kind of existence our Su family is."
Su Li's breathing was a little rapid and he asked quickly.
"Haha, it was only after I met the two Taoist soldiers from the Taoist sect that I realized that your Su family is a truly special existence in the Small Thousand World."
"There are just some secrets that you can't know yet. When the time is right, maybe I will tell you."
Qing Lingtian shook his head and did not tell Su Li his plan.
"Master Qing Palace, according to our agreement, if I win the top three in the Lingxi Mountain Festival, you will tell me these things."
Su Li said with a solemn expression.
"Yeah, so didn't I tell you, but there are some contents that involve the secrets of the Small Thousand World, and you don't deserve to know yet."
"When you stand at the top of the Small World and can make everyone look up to you, then you will be able to know these secrets."
Qing Lingtian's attitude was very firm, which made Su Li even more confused.
What kind of secret is it that even Qing Lingtian is so afraid of?
"Okay, you go out and prepare well for the competition the day after tomorrow. I look forward to how many people in the entire Xiaoqianjie world will be shocked when you win the first place."
Qing Lingtian said with a smile, regaining his former look.
Not long after, the Twelve Lightning Swords took the initiative to return to Su Li's sword box, and the blockade in the room was instantly broken. At this moment, Qingyun pushed the door open and saw Su Li who was silent.
"You...what did you just do?"
Qingyun said with some confusion. The atmosphere in the room was a little cold. She thought it was because Qing Lingtian and Su Li had broken down their discussion.
"nothing."
Su Li said lightly, then turned and left the room.
But the moment Su Li walked out of the room, he heard Qing Lingtian sigh again.
"Why can't this kid be my son-in-law..."
"How great it would be if he were my son-in-law..."