There was some filth oozing out of Rong Che's body, which would be the case when using the Meridian Cutting Marrow Cleansing Pill normally, but what surprised Yan Qingzheng was that along with the filth oozing out, there were also dense drops of blood!
Something is wrong!
"Stop stimulating the medicine!" she shouted quickly.
Rong Che was feeling extremely painful. When he vaguely heard these words, he stopped exercising and the pain eased slightly.
But since the medicine is already in the body, its effects will continue.
Seeing that there was not much dirt oozing out of his body, but a lot of blood, Yan Qing became anxious, and quickly moved over and put her palms on his back, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and she started to exercise.
The power of the medicine in Rong Che's body suddenly stagnated, and then moved extremely slowly towards his back vest, and was slowly sucked out by Yan Qingzheng.
As the saying goes, illness comes like a mountain falling, and illness goes away like a thread. The powerful medicinal power was already rushing through Rong Che's body, and now it was as thin as silk when it was pulled out. It took Yan Qingzheng three hours to fully absorb the medicinal power.
A pool of golden liquid fell on the ground between the two of them, but the liquid quickly evaporated.
Yan Qing glanced at Rong Che and saw that his brows had softened. Then he couldn't bear it anymore, spit out a mouthful of blood and slowly fell to the ground.
In order to help Rong Che, she used the forbidden technique she secretly learned. This is the power of counterattack.
The pain that surged like a tidal wave finally dissipated from Rong Che's body, but the feeling of pain was still there. Rong Che finally took a breath and opened his eyes, only to find that Yan Qing was lying behind him, with a pool of blood next to him.
He was startled and turned around suddenly to check on her, but the world was spinning and he fainted beside her.
The sun was rising and the moon was setting outside the cave, and the morning sun was rising again. Yan Qing slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying on Rong Che's coat, with a part of the large coat still covering his body.
After being together for so long, she also discovered that he paid great attention to appearance, but now he spread his coat on the ground, and sat cross-legged in his middle coat near the entrance of the cave, holding the sword in his arms and facing away from her.
Still thinking about why he was so nervous, he pretended to be prepared. After sitting up, Yan Qingzheng realized that the barrier he had set at the entrance of the cave had become very weak.
"Are you awake? Are you okay?" Rong Che ran over when he heard the noise.
Yan Qing took a deep breath, felt it, and showed a smile: "Well, I'm fine."
The consequences of backlash cannot be recovered in a day or two. It takes more than a month to slowly adjust.
But she forgot that her face could not deceive anyone.
Looking at her pale face without a trace of blood, her haggard appearance made Rong Che's heart suddenly ache, and his blood surged. He quickly turned around and pretended to cough, but he couldn't bear to expose her.
if.
"I'm still feeling a little uncomfortable. Can I rest for a few more days?" he asked, covering his chest.
Yan Qing smiled knowingly and nodded gently: "Okay."
There is no need to speak clearly, sometimes tacit understanding is the best atmosphere.
In the next few days, Yan Qing was refining several elixirs that could speed up recovery.
When I have free time, I will also think about the composition of the menstrual cleansing and marrow elixir. There is nothing wrong with it in any case. Why does it cause such big side effects?
Rong Che also often looked at his hands in a daze. It was so painful that day, and he experienced the most unbearable pain in his life. As a result, his perception of spiritual power was only a little stronger!
He didn't know what the situation was like for others, but it was said that people who took the Menstrual Cleansing Marrow Pill could produce immortal roots even from mortal roots, but why couldn't he? With just this little bit of perception, how could he be able to embark on this journey?
The path to immortality? How can we catch up in her footsteps?
I looked again and again, tightened my grip and then loosened my grip. I couldn't find the reason for his disappearance. I could only blame it on my poor talent.
Elder Huo is very annoyed now. The dozen or so people he brought in are all considered to be very talented. He originally thought that they might have some opportunities, so he brought them in. Who would have thought that there would be five people fighting against the monsters without him noticing?
It's time to get separated.
The remaining few are very obedient, but not clever at all. They are like spinning tops, spinning and turning.
It's no wonder that they are all young masters in Xuanmen families. They have never endured hardship and received orthodox education. They may be able to do well in Xuanmen, but in this crisis-ridden Miao'er Mountain, they are useless.
It seems that the training experience of the disciples of the Tianyimen organization should be more real and cruel.
Look at these rookies!
"Do you know what kind of monster this is?" Elder Huo said in a gloomy mood.
One disciple boldly said: "Yes...it's a macaque!"
Elder Huo closed his eyes and said patiently, "Think about it again."
Another disciple looked left and right, glanced at the disciple who just spoke, and thought to himself that he was right, this is just a macaque!
Elder Huo took a deep breath and said patiently: "Have you completed all the tasks assigned to you before coming?"
"It's done, Elder Huo!" Seven or eight people said in unison, patting their chests.
Elder Huo couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Then you all can't recognize that this is the 121st monster in the Miaoer Mountain Monster Chronicles, named Xiangxiu!"
"The unicorn looks like a macaque, but its ears are white. It walks on its stomach and upright like a human. People who eat its meat can run faster!" A disciple immediately picked up the book.
"Then...the ears of this thing! I didn't see them!" Elder Huo shouted with his eyes wide.
Several people trembled with fear and looked up. Sure enough, the small ears of the macaque-like monster were white...
Several people lowered their heads in groans, preparing to bear Elder Huo's wrath.
Unexpectedly, Elder Huo just panted violently and suppressed his anger.
How can you blame them? Tianyimen’s education has always been like this. It’s all about mistakes in decision-making. How can you blame the disciples?
"You must apply what you have learned!" Elder Huo said earnestly, "Otherwise, what's the use of knowing so much? You still don't know them?"
Several disciples lowered their heads in shame.
"I know that you are very nervous when you are suddenly asked to come to Miao'er Mountain. In addition, you have lost five people... But you must remember that we cultivators are walking on a path that goes against heaven. Don't expect it to be smooth sailing!
If you can't adapt to this cruelty quickly, you will be eliminated!"
"Disciple, please obey the teachings!"
"Alright, pack up the useful materials and get ready to leave. This bloody smell may attract more powerful monsters."
"Yes, Elder Huo."
Having just been taught a lesson, these disciples were enlightened and quickly memorized all the useful parts of the unicorn, and the others started to collect them.
Because of its own characteristics, oxen is the best material for refining flying spiritual treasures.
Elder Huo nodded secretly. Sure enough, they still needed guidance. As long as they found the right method, they would make progress.
Then he thought of Yan Qingzheng, who was so powerful under the same education method, and felt a faint pain in his heart. If Baili Xiyi's plan failed...it would be a waste of resources!
The young master of Jiuyou Sect was not very lucky. Among the three young masters around him, Mr. Leng and Mr. Jun were both seriously injured, and he himself was slightly injured. They seemed to have chosen the most difficult road up the mountain.
But at the same time, their harvest is also very rich.
"Young Master, my subordinates discovered that there is an underground spiritual vein in front of them. It is full of spiritual power, but it is not very coherent. But the general direction can be sensed. Maybe that is the road leading to the door of the secret realm!" Mr. Xiao hurriedly said.
He ran over and raised his hands to the young master of Jiuyou Sect.
"Really? That's great! After paying such a high price, there must be some gains!" The young master of the Nine Nether Sect smiled sinisterly.
Speaking of which, he is also very strange. Even when he talks normally, he has a weird tone, but when he smiles... it's better not to smile...
But he just likes to smile like this from time to time without considering other people's feelings at all!
"Xiaoxiao, how are their injuries? Can they go on their way?" He called Mr. Xiao to do Xiaoxiao. This was a habit he had developed when they were practicing together when they were young. Mr. Xiao was full of complaints but could do nothing about it.
"Young Master, can you please stop calling your subordinates that way!" Young Master Xiao walked over to help the young Master and whispered in his ear through gritted teeth.
The young master smiled sadly again: "I've been called like this since I was a child, I'm used to it."
"Habit?" Mr. Xiao could hardly hold on to the gentle smile on his face, "If the young master doesn't change his words, his subordinates will be offended!"
"Oh? How to offend him?" The young sect leader thought to himself that he could almost make the famous Mr. Xiao lose his smile, which is considered his ability.
"The young sect leader's nickname..."
"The injuries of the Laughing Protector, the Leng Protector and the Jun Protector... ahem..." The young sect master suddenly turned red and looked around.
The smiling master smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, my subordinates will sort them out. There will be no problem in hurrying on."
"Then go quickly, otherwise things will change if you wait too long."
"I obey my orders."
The young master turned his head, with concern in his eyes.
Originally, they were the first to discover the changes in Miao'er Mountain. They wanted to cover up the matter at that time, but who knew that because of their father's mistakes in decision-making, he rashly participated in the mortal war and his true intentions were revealed.
That's why he was able to bring his team to Miaoershan as the person in charge.
The young master of the Jiuyou Sect sounds very prestigious, but his life as a young master is actually far from as majestic and comfortable as imagined.
The Jiuyou Sect was once glorious, but now it is in danger. The current sect leader of the Jiuyou Sect is out of his mind, and he has been especially conniving with some old people over the years, so much so that those people have relied on their old age all day long to treat him, the young sect leader, as a puppet.
It’s not easy for him to survive until now. I really don’t know if his father is his biological child!
Do you think you can cheat your son like this?
He let out a sigh of relief, who was not an innocent child when he was young... In a place like Jiuyoumen, no matter how innocent a person is, his heart will become as strong as iron, otherwise, he will not survive to adulthood.
He must find the entrance to the secret realm, because according to legend, only immortal mansions with abundant spiritual power have the kind of fairy fruit that can give life to human flesh and bones. Only that kind of fairy fruit can completely cure his hidden disease!
Yes, if he can't find that fairy fruit, he will die within half a year.
This was left behind by some overt and covert attacks that he could not avoid over the years. It accumulated in his body and gradually turned into a terminal illness that no one could cure.
"The door to the secret realm... I must find it!" He made up his mind to die!