"The uncle asked why, and the other party said nothing, and looked unreasonable. However, the invitation letter was in your hands, and the uncle couldn't take it out. Even if it was in your hands, even if the master was not here, the uncle would not be able to invite him.
I gave them the letter casually."
"These monks saw that the old man refused to give him a gift and wanted to rob him. At this moment, Uncle Gui came and fought with the monks without opening his mouth. Those monks could not beat Uncle Gui, and they didn't know what kind of magic they used.
The caravan took them all away as soon as they covered them."
"Fortunately, Master's mount is smart. He bit my clothes and threw it on his back, and rushed into the dense forest with me. As soon as I entered the forest, Uncle Gui rushed up and sat with me on the back of the horse with me.
Escape all the way to this place.”
When Bi Cheng told Yan Yan about the cause and effect of the whole incident, Mr. Yumei was already healing Agui's injuries.
Bo Chengxian and He Ji also surrounded him.
But when he saw A Gui's injured position, He Ji suddenly widened his eyes and stared at a certain position.
Agui's wound was obviously on his abdomen, and thick plasma soaked out from the inside of his clothes, dyeing the entire front clothes red. The wound had stopped bleeding at this time, and the blood stains on his abdomen dried up and became hard, and they were tightly attached to the wound.
There is no way to use spiritual power in this situation. Even if Mr. Yumei is a wood spiritual root, his expertise in healing in the five elements is the wood spiritual root. The magic of "All Things" is "The Born of All Things" when facing such wounds, he can only use scissors to cut the outer cloak first.
Next, expose the wound first.
When Bi Cheng and Mr. Yumei took off Agui's coat, Yan Yan did not avoid it.
At the critical moment of saving people, facing a familiar elder like Agui, Yan Yan has always put facts first and never sticks to these useless worldly rituals.
I tried my best to look at my neck, so what else could I do?
He Ji's eyes widened, and his eyes swept back and forth around A Gui, as if he was looking for something.
Seeing Mr. Yumei gently remove the clothes covered by Agui’s abdomen, Yan Yan and Bi Cheng were both shocked.
"How could a monk at Uncle Gui's realm of God-turning God hurt his body so seriously?" Yan Yan asked with a low eyebrows.
Mr. Yumei carefully checked Agui's wound and frowned: "Many magic can hurt the body of a monk. When encountering a monk with higher cultivation level than his own, it is normal for his body to suffer a huge heavy injury. This monk is earth spirit root and earth system
There are many techniques in the martial arts that attack the body, but his wound is indeed a bit deep..."
While speaking, Mr. Yumei called Bi Cheng to use a plastic pot to make a mountain spring water to carefully wash Agui's wounds and start healing.
Although Mr. Yumei cannot easily achieve the bones of human flesh and bones like Canghua, the treatment effect is also obvious.
What's more, there are so many good elixirs in the Xumi realm. Combined with Mr. Yumei's skillful magic, Agui's injuries were quickly controlled.
After taking the elixir with the wood spiritual energy to stimulate the elixir and applying it externally, the color around Agui's wound soon appeared a healthy light pink.
The cultivator's body originally had a very powerful self-healing function, especially the great practice of Agui's realm of transforming the gods, which made the self-healing function of the wound even more terrifying.
Seeing the growth of new meat, Yan Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
But Mr. Yumei frowned and his face was solemn: "According to common sense, even if the wound of a monk in the realm of the God Transformation Realm is so deep, it will not be that there will be no sign of healing for so long. The monk's wound seemed to be infected with miasma.
It will affect the speed of self-healing.”
Yan Yan looked up at the surrounding environment and found that the bottom of the cliff was indeed humid and deep, with countless poisonous herbs growing lushly around.
Such places are indeed prone to biogas toxicity and miasma.
Ordinary cultivators have spiritual qi to protect their bodies automatically and can resist the poisonous miasma entering the body, but Agui is now seriously injured. Yan Yan guessed that his resistance to illness and injury was reduced, just like ordinary people.
Yan Yan took out a special hard-sculpted camp bed from the ring, placed the seriously injured Agui on the bed, and released the Lieshan tripod from the Sumeru realm.
Herbs are everywhere in the depths of the canyon, and no one knows herbs better than the Lieshan Ding who follows Shennong.
But in a moment, the Lieshan Ding made a full stove of various herbs, and they were added to the tripod and started to burn.
The damp and toxic miasma in the stone tent was instantly washed away by the fragrance of medicine, and the originally damp and cold stone tent was also dried and warm by the flames at the mouth of the cauldron.
Yan Yan took out the plastic tent again, Bi Cheng, Bo Chengxian and He Ji used thick plastic tent curtains to seal all the stone tent doors.
The stone tent was suddenly much more comfortable than before.
But Mr. Yumei always had a serious expression. Although Agui on the bed no longer had bleeding from the wound, he was still unconscious.
Yan Yan was also a little anxious and pressed A Gui's pulse and found that A Gui's pulse was very weak, almost as strong as a gossip.
Yan Yan's face turned pale and she looked at Mr. Yumei: "This pulse is not right!"
She almost blurted out that this was the "death vein".
Mr. Yumei also looked solemn: "I asked him about his pulse just now, and his pulse is indeed not good. But I checked his body, and this wound is only one. As a monk in the realm of transformation, according to common sense, should such a wound be? To the deadly.”
Yan Yan suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem.
If A Gui is able to hurt this level, the other party's cultivation must be extraordinary.
With Agui's status on Tianbei Island, ordinary elders and disciples in the sect would respect him a little, and even the sect leader would take the courtesy.
Bi Cheng brought two cups of hot tea, first served with Mr. Yumei, and then held the other cup to Yan Yan's hand, saying, "Uncle Gui's injury should have happened when he arrived."
Yan Yan and Yumei looked up at Bi Cheng at the same time.
Bi Cheng quickly said, "When he arrived, the monks who came to snatch our invitation letter could not resist him at all, so they quickly asked him to drive him away. Uncle Gui's injury should not have been suffered at that time.
"It's just that when the monks took away the caravan, Uncle Gui didn't fall in love with him or snatch people from them, but fled to this place with me."
"I realized that he was seriously injured when he fell down. I think he didn't steal the caravan with the monks at that time, probably because his injuries could not support him."
Yan Yan thought for a while, got up and walked to Agui, and started to search inside and out of his body.
Bi Cheng followed and asked in confusion: "Master, what are you looking for?"
Yan Yan: "A Gui is injured, something must have happened to Xinzhu. Xinzhu may know that someone will come to prevent us from going to the island, so he sent A Gui over to pick him up, and then he met those monks. A Gui's injury It must also be related to this matter. I want to find out if he has Xinzhu's handwritten book on him."
"What Master said makes sense. Master, please rest and let me do it..."
Just as Yan Yan and Bi Cheng were searching, He Ji, who had been silently adding Chai next to him, suddenly stared at A Gui's abdomen: "This person, there is something on this person's belly..."