Chapter 215 I Have Been Wandering for a Long Time (2)

When Shen Minghuan woke up, he found that his storage ring was gone. He was not short of money in the past, and he was raised rich. He had the best in everything, and the storage ring was no exception.

So it stands to reason that he would not be crushed in that battle. After all, he lost not because the opponent was too strong, but because he was unprepared.

He originally thought it had fallen into the vast East China Sea, but there was no response when he activated the soul mark.

He has no money again.

Every time he goes to a new world, he has to live a life of poverty, and Shen Minghuan has accepted this well.

"This is my brother." Shen Minghuan spoke in a weak voice, and there was still a bit of pain between his brows, but he still wanted to pretend to be strong: "The grace of saving my life should be repaid by the spring. I am incompetent. If you can use me, brother, I can help you." place, just ask... cough cough cough"

Before he finished speaking, he started coughing continuously, and his face became paler, which made Lin Yaochuan anxious: "Stop talking, I will take you to the hospital."

Shen Minghuan brushed his hand away firmly, "I still owe brother a favor, so why bother me more? You don't have to worry about me anymore. Just let me fend for myself here."

"How can this be done!" Lin Yaochuan summoned the flying sword and forced Shen Minghuan up. Since Shen Minghuan was able to wake up, it shouldn't be that urgent. He planned to fly a short distance to find a big medical center in the city. "If you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood. When a person dies, everything will really be gone, isn't it?" Nascent Soul? You... No, I will practice hard and avenge you as soon as possible!"

Of course, the weak Shen Minghuan was unable to resist and was pulled onto the flying sword. The thin-skinned young man embarrassedly refused: "Why are you delaying me again and again? I'm fine. There is no need to go to the hospital. Besides..."

His already weak voice suddenly dropped. Lin Yaochuan looked sideways and saw that he looked lonely, with blood still oozing from the wounds on his body, and a bitter smile on his face: "I can't afford the consultation fee."

Lin Yaochuan: "!!!"

A strong sense of mission hit his heart, and Lin Yaochuan blurted out: "I'll pay for you!"

The last thing that Young Master Lin lacks is money.

Shen Minghuan was stunned for a moment, "This, how can this be so embarrassing... It's absolutely impossible."

Lin Yaochuan had known that this man would not agree. He sighed in his heart that he was indeed a kind, gentle and kind person. He could refuse such benefits without hesitation, but his life experience was really miserable.

Lin Yaochuan said sincerely: "Money is like dirt to me. If I can help you, it is worth it. What's more, I said many inappropriate words just now, so this is my apology."

Young Master Lin, who has been full of wealth since he was a child, has never seen such a miserable person. His family is gone, and his friends want to kill him to seize his wealth. Now he is alone and alone, suffering from injuries and illnesses, and then being poked in various ways by him. Heartbroken.

The more Lin Yaochuan thought about it, the more guilty he felt. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Shen Minghuan's sad and lowered eyes were all because of his hurtful words just now. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he should be responsible.

That's right! He needs to be responsible! He has to pay for his mistakes!

"Brother, please give me a chance to make amends. To be honest with you, I am not short of money, so just let me have peace of mind." Lin Yaochuan spoke with great righteousness and sincerity.

Shen Minghuan hesitated for a long time, then reluctantly agreed: "This...that's okay."

Lin Yaochuan breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, brother, you are such a good person."

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Shen Minghuan has been loved by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth since he was born. His cultivation has not been damaged, and the dry spiritual energy has been replenished in just a few words. In his heyday, Shen Minghuan could fly in the air without using a sword, and the flesh wounds on his body could be healed instantly with just one round of spiritual energy. However, he relied on someone else's sword and deliberately left the injury untreated.

Lin Yaochuan carefully protected the fragile wounded around him, while Shen Minghuan looked down at the villages and towns below with relish, "Ah, when did a high-rise building be built here?"

Although he had returned from several missions, Shen Minghuan thought that his memory was not bad. He remembered that the coast of the East China Sea was barren and there were only a few villages. How could there be a city so close and such a high tower inside the city? building?

Lin Yaochuan glanced at it and said indifferently: "Tide Watching Tower? It existed a long time ago. If I remember correctly, it should have been built a hundred years ago."

"A hundred years..." Shen Minghuan murmured and repeated. He was not alive when he died, so has it been a hundred years?

Immortal cultivators often spend hundreds of years in seclusion. One hundred years doesn't seem like a long time, but Shen Minghuan was only twenty-six years old when he died, and suddenly he was nearly five times older. This feeling is quite strange.

[Xiaojiu, so my body has been soaked in the East China Sea for a hundred years? ] Shen Minghuan was shocked.

The system choked for a moment: [No, no, it is stored in a crack in time and space, where there is no change in time and space, so the host will look the same when you put it in, and it will look the same when you take it out. ]

Lin Yaochuan didn't pay attention to Shen Minghuan's casual thoughts or the complicated expression that flashed across his face. After all, he was a golden elixir cultivator, and he accurately captured the sign of the medical clinic in mid-air, and added a layer of spiritual barrier to Shen Minghuan and hurriedly The ground fell into someone's yard, "Doctor, doctor, help me!"

Although he was a little rude, he was not worried about scaring the other party. After all, looking around, the whole world was full of cultivators, and at most they had different levels of cultivation.

Immortal cultivators have to go to the hospital when they are sick or injured. Young Master Lin has no shortage of precious elixirs, but this man looks too weak. There is a saying that "what is weak cannot be replenished", and Lin Yaochuan does not dare to give it to him casually.

It is better to find a professional doctor.

The doctor came out in a hurry and was shocked when he saw Shen Minghuan's miserable appearance. "Quick, bring him in and put him on the bed first, slowly."

The doctor pinched Shen Minghuan's wrist to feel his pulse. He frowned, looked at Shen Minghuan's wound carefully, frowned again, and murmured: "Strange, strange."

"Doctor, how is it?" Lin Yaochuan asked worriedly.

The doctor shook his head, with some doubts in his eyes. He put down Shen Minghuan's hand, "It's nothing serious, I'll go get some medicine."

Before leaving, he did not forget to look at Shen Minghuan again and said "Strange".

Lin Yaochuan looked at the doctor's back with suspicion: "Is he a quack? How can this be alright? Brother, you..."

He suddenly remembered that he still didn't know Shen Minghuan's name, and he didn't think it was weird that he was running around for this man without knowing anything, saving his life and spending money. Instead, he asked cheerfully: "Brother, what's your name?"

"My last name is Shen." Shen Minghuan smiled gently, and he paused, "My last name is 'Shu', the character for calligraphy and painting."

The name "Shen Minghuan" can no longer be used. Now it has been a hundred years since his death. No one should be so disrespectful to their ancestors to give them the same name and surname, right?

"So it's Brother Shen...." Lin Yaochuan was just about to praise "good name", but suddenly felt something was wrong at the last minute. He smiled awkwardly and changed his name stiffly.

Shen Minghuan smiled slightly and considerately changed the subject, "There is such a prosperous town near the East China Sea."

"Prosperous?" Young Master Lin's eyes were slightly confused. The barrenness of the East China Sea is common knowledge known to everyone in the Divine Realm. Could it be that his little brother has never seen the world?

Shen Minghuan laughed dumbly and cupped his hands: "I don't go out often. I only read about it in books. It is said that the East China Sea is a place without spirits, so few people come here. There is no one living within a hundred miles. I never thought there are towns and villages. It can be seen that things in books cannot be believed. I made a fool of myself."

The ocean, forest, and mountains are richer in spiritual energy than other places because they breed many spiritual creatures of heaven and earth, but the East China Sea is an exception. This sea area seems to naturally reject spiritual energy, and the surrounding areas are not suitable for cultivation.

So in Shen Minghuan's impression, this place used to be used as a battlefield. For example, the battle before his death was also deliberately set in the East China Sea.

He had just sensed that the East Sea still had little spiritual power, and he didn't know why so many people would live here for a long time after a hundred years.

Has the living conditions in the Divine Realm become so bad?

Lin Yaochuan scratched his head: "Brother Shen is not from the East Sea?"

He thought Shen Minghuan's family lived nearby, otherwise there would be many ways to destroy the body, and it would be strange to come all the way here just to throw people into the East Sea.

There seemed to be many mysteries about his little brother. Lin Yaochuan suppressed his curiosity and explained, "What Brother Shen knows is correct, but the information is a bit outdated. A hundred years ago, the Lord of the Galaxy, Shen Minghuan, was seriously injured and fell into the sea. His whereabouts were unknown. At that time, many people refused to believe that he was dead and came here to look for him."

"From refining Qi to overcoming tribulations, countless people came here and lingered for a long time and refused to leave. Those with low strength had not yet practiced fasting, so they built houses by the sea and lived there. Gradually, a village was built. When the East China Sea was at its peak, the sun could not be seen. Looking up, you could only see dense sword nets, and there was a person standing on each sword."

"The Tide Viewing Tower was also built by the Jinghua Merchant Alliance at that time. It's a pity that there has been no news since then, and fewer people have come here in recent years." Lin Yaochuan sighed. What happened a hundred years ago was not far away for a cultivator, but he was born too late, and he could only imagine the grace of that peerless genius from the fragments of good news.

It was because of this incident that he began to like and worship the Lord of the Galaxy. Since ancient times, there have been many powerful people, but Lin Yaochuan has never seen anyone who can be loved like this. Lin Yaochuan thought that Shen Minghuan must be a very good person who could make people willingly cross the mountains and rivers and give up the path of immortality to live in the land of absolute spirits.

So he left home and came to the East China Sea as his first stop.

It has been so long, and so many people have not found Shen Minghuan. He did not dare to hope. He just wanted to go to the place where that person had been and wanted to see the place where that person was buried.

Shen Minghuan said "ah", his eyes suddenly became a little disappointed, and whispered: "So that's the case..."

He paused, sighed lightly, and then returned to his gentle appearance, "So that's the case, thank you for clearing up my doubts."

"You're welcome, Brother Shen, why are you so unfamiliar, my name is Lin Yaochuan, just call me Yaochuan." Lin Yaochuan stood up slightly, waiting for Shen Minghuan to show a surprised look. He is of a respectable status and has a little reputation in the martial arts world. Although the world is a bit chaotic now, his family has also told him to be cautious when he goes out, but it is not reasonable for him to hide his identity when making friends.

Shen Minghuan said "ah", his face remained unchanged, and he smiled and bowed: "Brother Lin, I have heard of your name for a long time."

It was obviously just a courtesy.

Lin Yaochuan: "..."

His father and grandfather are still not working hard enough, and Zhujian Villa is still not famous enough.