He walked to Yang Buwei and squatted down, felt for his pulse with his hand, and found that Yang Buwei's pulse was beating stronger than before. He couldn't help but feel glad that he had prepared two pills, otherwise it would have been dangerous.
"Brother Yang, I'm really sorry. If I had taken action from the beginning, you wouldn't have ended up like this."
Yang Buwei slowly opened his eyes, with a somewhat painful expression on his face, and stretched out a hand to grab Wang Gensheng's arm: "Brother Wang, am I going to die?"
When Wang Gensheng heard this, he smiled: "Don't worry, I won't let you die. If you die, your sister will not skin me alive."
"Now your heartbeat has stabilized, but I haven't been able to help you recover for a while. I can only wait until I find Master Murphy and let her take action, which may help you recover faster.
I have long heard that Master Murphy is not only powerful in magic, but also proficient in medical skills. Before going to Kunlun Mountain to live in seclusion, many monks came to her for treatment when they were injured.
There are rumors among the monks that she can cure dead people, turning flesh to bones, so for Yang Buwei's situation, it shouldn't be a big problem at all.
Unless Master Murphy could really watch Yang Buwei groan in pain in front of her, then there was nothing he could do and he would have to let her lie in bed for a year and a half.
Wang Gensheng helped him up and prepared to go down the mountain. When he passed Maritis, Yang Buwei said: "It's really embarrassing that he lost at the hands of a woman."
After this battle, Wang Gen was afraid that Yang Buwei would have some shadow in his heart. After all, it was very embarrassing for a monk to deal with a woman and cause him to be so seriously injured.
Moreover, he was seriously injured by a female monk. In terms of cultivation, female monks are inherently much slower and more difficult than male monks.
If it were not for her good luck, the help of noble people, or the assistance of various precious elixirs, then the female monks would never be able to surpass the male monks.
Wang Gensheng coughed lightly and said, "Brother Yang, you don't have to think like this. If this woman hadn't reached a critical moment in her cultivation, and if she was blind, maybe even I would die in her hands."
Yang Buwei's painful face showed a big surprise, he waved his hand with difficulty and said: "Brother Wang, please don't comfort me. Don't worry, I will not feel inferior because of this battle. On the contrary, I will
I must practice diligently and practice the nine-character mantra to perfection as soon as possible."
Seeing that he didn't believe what he said, Wang Gensheng said, "Do you know who his master is?"
Yang Buwei: "Who is it?"
Thinking of Murong Fulan's battle ten years ago, Wang Gensheng is still a little scared.
"Brother Yang, in fact, this woman is related to Zhu Feng. She was severely injured before and almost burned to death in the fire. Later, she was rescued by Murong Fulan, the founder of the evil way."
"After falling into the devil's path, her cultivation level increased so quickly."
Yang Buwei couldn't believe what Wang Gensheng said: "Are you talking about the Murong Fulan who fought against the five major families ten years ago?"
Wang Gensheng nodded and said nothing because he was already on the way down the mountain.
When going up the mountain, you have to use your hands and feet. Now, Yang Buwei has difficulty moving, and he can only rely on the dim moonlight in the sky to light up the way down the mountain.
This exhausted Wang Gensheng, not to mention using his hands and feet. When he reached a section of road full of sand, he wanted to throw Yang Buwei directly and then roll down himself.
Wang Gensheng said with some sigh: "Brother Yang, on this kind of road, what kind of shoes do you think can prevent slipping? How about we just roll down? Life and death are determined by fate, wealth is in the sky, okay?"
Carrying Yang Buwei on his back, he felt unsure every step he took, fearing that he would immediately slide down the ladder if he took the next step.
Yang Buwei pretended to moan on his back: "Brother Wang, you can't do this. Now that I'm injured, if you just let me roll down, can I still live?"
"Not to mention whether I can survive, even if I can survive, if I roll from here to the foot of the mountain, the thorns on both sides will be enough to disfigure me. How can I have the nerve to see Master Murphy? Didn't you also say that you want to introduce me to Master Murphy?
Me?"
Wang Gensheng was also helpless. His feet slipped a few times, but he still endured the pain and grabbed the thorns next to him to prevent him from sliding down.
No matter at any time, the strong should have more responsibilities than others.
When others cannot do it, the strong must grit their teeth and say that they can do it, and make those who say no do it believe that they can do it.
After about forty minutes, Wang Gensheng walked from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain.
He almost slipped and fell countless times during this period, but he did not put Yang Buwei down because this was his responsibility as a strong man, even though his palms were badly scratched.
While passing by the banana forest, Wang Gensheng saw a bunch of golden bananas and thought: Since it is right in front of him, he should treat himself to it.
So he chopped it casually and the banana fell down.
Yang Buwei quickly said: "Brother Wang, this is an act of theft and you cannot do it."
Wang Gensheng smiled calmly: "I got rid of a heinous person in this village. What does it mean to eat two bananas from him? I didn't ask the village chief to give me a banner."
Yang Buwei said speechlessly: "Okay, okay, you have a point, hurry up and get to the car. If someone sees us, we will become thieves."
Wang Gensheng was a little curious. This guy was so seriously injured and still had the energy to argue with himself here. Could it be that the elixir he refined had repaired all his meridians?
Logically speaking, it shouldn't have such a big effect. At most, it can only protect the heart.
So Wang Gensheng asked: "Brother Yang, can you come down and take a few steps? I have carried you from the mountain to here. Even if you are as strong as a bear, you will be crushed by you."
Before he could speak, Wang Gensheng put him down.
As soon as his feet touched the ground, Yang Buwei stumbled and fell directly to the ground: "Brother Wang, what are you doing?"
He stared blankly at Wang Gensheng, shouting: "Oh, my butt."
Wang Gensheng smiled awkwardly and said, "I saw that you were energetic enough to talk to me along the way. I thought you were physically fine, so I wanted to put you down and give it a try. Who knew you were just fine with your mouth."
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While crying out in pain, he stretched out his hand to signal Wang Gensheng to help him up.
"Brother Wang, please stop joking. That pill of yours can only protect my heart. Now my whole body is in unbearable pain."